Because having a big pickup truck with naked women silhouettes on the mudflaps isn't "masculine" enough! Introducing Bull's Balls
They come in many different colors, including bright pink.
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confused
Having begun today with this in mind, it is my duty to extend these benefits to my fellow human beings. It is my duty to share my knowledge, time, and resources in ways that bring about a betterment of society. The privileges of education, freedom of expression, travel, freedom of inquiry, and freedom from poverty are mine to impart if I work to make it so. I will not rely on others to cause change where it is needed; rather, I will become an agent of change. I am determined to make the world a better place for all who are alive now, and those who will come after. This is my duty, as has been shown by those who did it for me.
http://scienceblogs.com/pharyngula/2008/0
Capt. Kirk: Yes, of course I'm aware of that. Adam and Eve tasted the apple and as a result were driven out of paradise.
Spock: Precisely, captain. And in a manner of speaking we have given the people of Vol the apple, the knowledge of good and evil if you will, as a result of which they too have been driven out of paradise.
Capt. Kirk: Doctor, do I understand him correctly? Are you casting me in the role of Satan?
Spock: Not at all, captain.
Capt. Kirk: [circumnavigating Spock with McCoy] Is there anyone on this ship who even remotely looks like Satan?
Spock: I am not aware of anyone who fits that description, captain.
Capt. Kirk: No, Mr Spock, I didn't think you would.
I love Star Trek, damn it!
...life blows up in your face like a defective explosive device? It leads you on for a while, convincing you that you can love and trust, and that you might actually be worth something, then BOOM! it turns around, smacks you across the face, sticks its foot up your ass, shoves you to the dirty asphalt and says "HAHA you suck! you're nothing but a worthless piece of shit." Leaving you crumpled up in a ball, whimpering in the corner nursing your wounds.
....yep..nothin to see here folks, carry on.
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angry
The internet can be a very dangerous place....
No, I'm not talking about creeps or sexual predators, although they are most certainly a source of online threat too. I'm talking about malware.
Last saturday I was browsing a forum, and someone had posted a link that looked like :). I clicked it out of (stupid) curiosity and lo and behold, it turned out to be a very nasty virus called Braviax. It tried to take over my computer, and when my firewall wouldn't let it, it would restart my computer.
Needless to say after a wasted 3-day weekend, my computer is finally back to normal. The virus is gone, thanks to the awesome tech support people at geekstogo.com. The virus disabled my Avast! antivirus, compromised my firewall (which I had to reinstall), and in the process of trying to make a new system restore point, the tab disappeared and I had to reinstall system restore from my XP installation disc. I just now created a new restore point and all is in good working order.
I'm so glad I didn't lose this computer, it's my baby, my livelihood. As horrible as it may sound, I absolutely cannot live without it. I have reformatted it, upgraded it, I play my favorite games on it and stay in touch with my loved ones. I also use it for schoolwork and google things when curiosity overcomes me.
A word of advice to all who love your computers~learn as much as you can about your system in case you ever need to fix it. All is not lost if you ever get a virus. Go straight to the GeeksToGo.com forum if you ever need help, they are extremely helpful and quite literally saved my dinosaur of a pc from extinction.
Remember kids! Be careful where you click!!!
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relieved
雨がふる
ポツポツうつよ
ぶっかけましょう

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content
burning times
vicious masculinity
from time to time would rise
evil chauvinistic glee
afraid of women wise
proud self-righteous regal robes
with empty hearts within
cast an eye of hate on those
most innocent of sin
death by water
death by flame
death by sword and spear
mothers
daughters
sisters blamed
for men's jealous fear
the crucible of truth is hot
melt bigotry within
and mold its molten monstrous mass
in monument to sin
committed by men long ago
'gainst half the human race
so none can shun what once was done
to women full of grace
Take, for instance, a movie about a prisoner in ancient Rome used to provide entertainment as a gladiator in the great Colloseum.
Now think of a real life situation. How about using a live chicken for a group of tigers to chase as enrichment. Same situation, taking a living thing and killing it for entertainment. Do you think this would be cruel? Why or why not?
I fill this cup to one made up of loveliness alone,
A woman, of her gentle [nature] the seeming paragon;
To whom the better elements and kindly stars have given
A form so fair, that, like the air, 'tis less of earth than heaven.
Her every tone is music's own, like those of morning birds,
And something more than melody dwells ever in her words;
The coinage of her heart are they, and from her lips each flows
As one may see the burthened bee forth issue from the rose...
Edward Coate Pinkney
from I Love Thee
I love thee, as I love the calm
Of sweet, star-lighted hours!
I love thee, as I love the balm
Of early jes'mine flow'rs.
I love thee, as I love the last
Rich smile of fading day,
Which lingereth, like the look we cast,
On rapture pass'd away.
Eliza Acton
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calm - Music:Rachmaninoff Piano Concerto No.3
A ghost, that loved a lady fair,
Ever in the starry air
Of midnight at her pillow stood;
And, with a sweetness skies above
The luring words of human love,
Her soul the phantom wooed.
Sweet and sweet is their poisoned note, The little snakes of silver throat,
In mossy skulls that nest and lie,
Ever singing, 'Die, oh! die.'
Young soul put off your flesh, and come With me into the quiet tomb,
Our bed is lovely, dark and sweet;
The earth will swing us, as she goes, Beneath our coverlid of snows,
And the warm leaden sheet.
Dear and dear is their poisoned note,
The little snakes of silver throat,
In mossy skulls that nest and lie,
Ever singing, 'Die, oh! die.'
Thomas Lovell Beddoes
http://www.love-poetry.co.uk/page14.h
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loved
is it in their nature?
are they cruel to fit in?
is it a demonstration of dominance?
do they get a high off of watching others suffer?
do THAT many people have such a huge inferiority complex?
are they in touch with the wrong side of their inner child?
are they in touch with their inner child at all?
is it really religion that causes war?
or is it really simple cruelty?
is it stemmed by lack of empathy?
is it caused by ignorance or apathy towards others?
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philosophical
So I went to a fencing tournament yesterday. I won 2 bouts but I lost 3. I fenced novice foil and the other novice fencers need to learn to control their weapons! OUCH! I have nasty bruises all over my legs and can hardly move from the soreness today. It was a total blast though, I think overall I won 5th place, but I didn't get a medal or anything, oh well. It was my first tournament and I really enjoyed it.
Missoula seemed different this time. The people seemed a little more insane and it scared me a little. XD When we first got into town we were trying to find the place we were told to meet the other people, and we had to ask for directions. We got stuck in the middle of an Elton John concert just getting out and it seemed everyone was drunk. We asked one guy and he said "That's a gay place to meet!" right after that we asked another guy and all he said was "I'm still standin'!" It was also homecoming weekend for them, so I guess that added to the insanity.
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exhausted
Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality. We slowly drove – He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too, For His Civility – We passed the School, where Children strove At Recess – in the Ring – We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain – We passed the Setting Sun – Or rather – He passed us – The Dews drew quivering and chill – For only Gossamer, my Gown – My Tippet – only Tulle – We paused before a House that seemed A Swelling of the Ground – The Roof was scarcely visible – The Cornice – in the Ground – Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet Feels shorter than the Day I first surmised the Horses' Heads Were toward Eternity –
~Emily Dickinson
So my friend Trish is just starting to get into photography and one of her projects right now is portraying the many sides of alternative teens in Bozeman. I got to go to the graveyard and do a photoshoot with her and she is giving me 10 jpgs and 2 tiff to keep for myself as pay. I've got 8 of them so far so here they are!
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tired - Music:The Legend of Zelda
1. Put Your itunes, widows media plyer etc on Shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS
IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Always With Me-Spirited Away
WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Open Your Legs-Tiger Lillies (haha)
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Hands Down-Dashboard Confessional
HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Forever Young-Alphaville
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Raindrops & Sunshowers-Smashing Pumpkins
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Dominion/Mother Russia-Sisters of Mercy
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
Chewbacca, What a Wookie-Green Jelly
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN ?
Grimly Fiendish-The Damned
WHAT IS 2+2?
Chinurareta Kajitsu-Malice Mizer
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BESTIE?
Organics-Dead Can Dance
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Beauty of the Beast-The Damned
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Just Can't Get Enough-Depeche Mode
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
I'm The Shit-MSI
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Little Girls-Oingo Boingo (that's horrible!)
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Colors Of The Wind-Pocahontas (hey that works!)
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Melt!-Siouxsie and the Banshees
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Heroes-David Bowie
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Falling-Lacuna Coil
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Knocking On Heaven's Door-Sisters of Mercy
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amused - Music:all of the above







