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THE HIDDEN PAW
Plot
Macavity and the Hidden Paw organization have finally declared all out unofficial war on the Jellicles! Choose your loyalties well, because the first attack happens at midnight at the upcoming Jellicle Ball!
Welcome, little Jellicles, to the world of the Hidden Paw...
My husband asked me to go to the post office to mail his resume in anticipation of a job interview. He instructed me to send it the fastest way possible.
Struck by the urgency in his voice, I grabbed a handful of change and dashed out the door. Arriving at the post office, I rushed to the counter and breathlessly explained to the clerk that my envelope had to be delivered immediately . He casually weighed the envelope and said it would cost $ 10.03.I fumbled through my pockets and tallied up my coins. "But I don't have $ 10. 03, " I said. He punched some more buttons and said, "Okay, that will be $ 7. 40, ma am.
Once more I said in dismay, "Sorry, I don't have $ 7.40.
"Well," he sighed, "exactly how much do you have?"
I meekly answered, "I have exactly $ 2. 15, sir."
With that, he yelled over his shoulder to a coworker, "Hey, Charlie, get the pigeon ready.
Enlarging The Breast « Result #2 on Mar 16, 2009, 3:54am »
A husband, tired of his wife asking him how she looks, buys her a full length mirror. This does little to help, as now she just stands in front of the mirror, looking at herself, asking him how she looks. One day, fresh out of the shower, she is yet again in front of the mirror, now complaining that her breasts are too small.
The husband comes up with a suggestion. “If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper, and rub it between your breasts for a few seconds.”
Willing to try anything, the wife fetches a piece of toilet paper, and stands in front of the mirror, rubbing it between her breasts. “How long will this take?” she asks.
“They’ll grow larger over a period of years,” he replies.
The wife stops. “Why do you think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my breasts every day will make my breasts grow over the years?”
The husband shrugs. “Why not, it worked for your ass, didn't it?”
Sidewalk -- a stray canine story « Result #7 on May 6, 2008, 2:50pm »
[Basic Information]
Site Name: Sidewalk Site Link:sidewalkrpg.proboards59.com or click here RPG Type: Stray Dogs RPG Skills: Semi-literate and up Site Rating: PG-13 Important Links:Rules | Plot
[Introduction to Sidewalk]
Running, running, always running But never getting anywhere Panting, reaching, struggling, gasping Falling, always falling You'll never reach the other side You'll never make it out alive So why try?
Everyone has a past. Everyone has a history, a tale of horror, a dark secret they don't want anyone to know about. When your own life is awash with misery and sorrow, you stop wondering why the others look beaten too. You don't need their suffering added to your own. You learn to deal with the grief by yourself. You close your heart, so you cannot feel, but the world doesn't stop crying.
The nightmare is never ending It just goes on and on It waits for you, once have have awoken Waiting for you to come back to it When all that awaits you is horror, fear, death Why bother to sleep?
Yes, we all have our own story, our own unique tale of woe. But they're all the same really, in the end. A story about sadness, pain, heartbreak. No one can change the past. But you can change the future. The past says who you were. Only you can say who you will be. By the way you act today. By the way you act tomorrow, and the day after that. By the way you cope with the hand you were dealt. Those who have courage overcome the darkness and step forth into the light. And it is here, in this place of new beginnings, where such things happen. This is the place where the scars of the past are healed, the place where the frightened and abused learn to trust again. This is the place where the wild at heart at last learn to dream once more.
Here is your out Ahead of you, the end to the nightmares It's not the light at the end of the tunnel It's another, stronger light, there in the distance There, on the horizon, coming with the rising sun I know it looks far, but I'll be there with you Every step of the way Together, we can escape the torment Are you coming?