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Added to watch list: Don't know what to do

Kristen — Fri, 18 Feb 2011 15:17:52 GMT

My boyfriends 4 year old son is just awful, we live together and he is with us 4 days a week. I have two children also, ages 9 and 13 and they dread when he is here. He refuses to take no for an answer, he screams constantly, just out of the blue and when you are sitting there or standing doing something, he runs up and hits you. I have seen him punch my boyfriend in the face full fist and knock his glasses off. He has told his mother that I hit him and pull his hair and I have never laid a hand on him. My boyfriend doesn't do anything about it, he just says he has to watch what he does because his ex is looking for any excuse not to have joint custoday. How do I stop this or do anything about it? it is the only problem we have in our relationship and every Tuesday I feel my blood preassure rising because I know he is coming over. I have worked in daycares and all my friends have children and I have never experienced anything like this

Topics: preschoolers, behavior

Added to watch list: Surrogent question

Willing to be a Surrogant! — Fri, 26 Feb 2010 00:24:47 GMT

Hi, my name is Jessica. I am twenty years old and I was wondering were to find information about being a surrogent mommy. Alot of websites say you have to be 21 but Im ready to be one now! lol. I have 4 beautiful healthy children and I want to help other people have a little one of their own. I live in Pennsylvania. Hope someone can help. Thanks.

Topics: pregnancy & parenting

Added to watch list: Crazy as hell

Mr.Jqna — Thu, 25 Feb 2010 07:40:10 GMT

Why are so many women hooking up with crazy a$$ men? Is crazy the new sexy?

Topics: dating, family & relationships

Added to watch list: Here is 20 pages of my book!

Katherine — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 05:27:17 GMT

Here is 20 pages of my book tell me if you like!!!

The White Wolf of Lillian

Chapter 1: The Legend. I was daydreaming in my car when my mom quickly blurted, “we’re here!” I groaned I didn’t want to go grocery shopping for the fourth time this week. It was beginning to be painful. I swear that sometimes my mom is addicted to shopping of all sorts. I grudgingly stomped out of the car towards the Safeway as my mom hopped along by my side. Even though my mom was a happy person, she was never this spunky. As we entered the store, I took off my jacket; it was surprisingly warm in the store, I would’ve thought it would be nice and cool from air conditioning, considering it was the dead of summer. I was only wearing the jacket because my mom had knit it for me. As I undid the zipper, my hair became all frizzed from the friction. I sighed. Although I liked my long hair, it could really be a pain considering it was all the way down to my waist, but it wasn’t curly; it was very straight with only a bit of a twirl around the bangs. It was a light brown, which didn’t go well with my dark brown eyes. I had light skin, but it wasn’t super pale; it had a hint of rose undertone. I had never considered myself to be pretty at all though because I had a lot of flaws, so many that I couldn’t count them; my mom and dad always said I was beautiful though I didn’t believe them one bit. I looked at my mom racing around the store picking up health foods; I wish I had gotten my mom’s eyes instead of my dad’s. She had wide blue eyes, but my dad had dark brown like me. Even though I was only thirteen, I had always felt like an adult. My mom was looking at the different types of lettuce when I said quickly, “Mom where did you meet dad?” she answered in her feather light voice “At a party for my friend.” Hmm….. maybe this was a chance to learn a bit of history about her and dad’s relationship. “Who’s party?” I pried. It took her a minute to answer. “Abigail’s” “Oh” I gasped. Abigail was my mom’s old friend from high school. She had died of cancer when she was only thirty-nine years old. My mom flinched and I felt like an idiot for asking the question. I just ignored her and began to daydream to avoid whatever conversation with my mom; my mom’s name was Katy and my dad’s was Henry, My dad’s last name was Jones; my mom had reluctantly taken the last name as she thought the name was boring and dull. My mom had decided to name me Amy after my great aunt. As soon as we got out of the store my mom was babbling on about how they found a weird species of crocodile in the local lake; I wasn’t really listening to her though until she said that a young boy only 8 years old had disappeared from his home. My face was snow white with fear as she clarified the story further the boy’s name was Christopher Parker and he had disappeared from his home at 1:06AM. Exactly one week ago; my mom’s face was no longer popped with excitement as she went on with the story: “They haven’t found a body or anything yet which is good that may mean he is still alive.” But by the look on her face it seemed like she doubted it. And then she sighed, “Well we will say our prayers for little Christopher.” I hadn’t realized till now that my moms eyes were wet around the edges. She wiped her eyes nonchalantly and said, “Well we better get home. it’s starting to get dark.” She was right. The clouds were no longer a pearly white they were a light gray; another thing I hadn’t noticed till now was that it was already six. As we drove home my mom began to lighten the mood by asking how school was I had answered “good” though it really wasn’t, a girl with a British accent named Rebecca Brown had called me various names I couldn’t say in front of my mom, (or really anyone else) and had tried to steal my lunch money. She got it. I couldn’t tell any of this to my mom if I did she would march straight to my principal Mr. Dwyer’s office. She would then ask me to leave the room while she snapped at him. I sighed I could only see that too easily in my head.... “Amy!” My mom yelled. “Oh crap! Sorry mom I was daydreaming.” I replied in a second. “Well try to be more alert…. and don’t swear!” She always thought that crap and crud was a ‘bad word.’ “Fine” I said curtly. And trudged into the house, my mom walked quietly along by my side. When I got in my dad greeted me loudly and asked how the shopping trip was: “Did you girls have a fun time?” My mom replied “Yes we did” “We got a chance to talk.” My dad who hadn’t realized the tension in the room till now started to back away and went to watch the football game on our crappy T.V. I’ve been using the word crap so much lately I should probably tone it down and use “darn” or “idiot” instead. But I seriously liked to use a few swear words It made me feel strong, though kind of shallow. I went up to my room to just curl up and read my favorite books, the “twilight” saga, I always thought my favorite one was “Breaking Dawn” but I couldn’t be sure maybe it was “eclipse” or “new moon” or well just “twilight” I always liked Edward from the books I personally thought Bella and Jacob were real brats. Bella was okay though just maybe not Jacob……. “Amy!” my dad called “your friends are here!” I stepped out of my bed to see which friend it was, it turned out to be Sydney and by her side, Emily. Emily’s mom, Peggy, also came down to see that Emily and Sydney got there okay. Emily lived down the street so they just walked up to my house. “Come on in” I said warmly. Peggy and my mom babbled on about some unimportant things in their lives. I didn’t notice until they started talking about the missing boy. Emily stepped in hesitantly her hazel eyes wide and frightened. I couldn’t find out what she was afraid of until my dog Danny hopped over to my side. It annoyed me when people were scared of Danny. He was such a good dog and would never hurt anyone it seemed like that to me at least; but as Emily stepped in she slipped her scarf to her hand ready to whack Danny with it, when Danny tried to go over to see them I gripped his dark green plaid collar firmly. I didn’t want my dog being whacked with a scarf! Sydney seemed more relaxed as her eyes took in all fifty-two and a half pounds of Danny. She walked over with ease to my side and gently petted his head. Emily remained where she was, until Sydney called “give it a rest Em. Get your little butt over here” Emily huffed and then walked silently over to Danny and then hesitantly rested her palm on his scruff; Danny reacted and licked the back of her hand, she shivered but made no other move to rebuke the gesture. We were still for a moment until I broke the silence and said, “Let’s go try the new health muffins my mom bought.” “K” Sydney said in a serene voice. “Let’s go” Emily said stiffly. Emily was a tiny little thing twelve years with her birthday a two weeks in the past with dark blonde hair a few inches past her shoulders, light skin with a golden tint and a few freckles sprinkled across her cheeks. Sydney had brownish-black hair down to the end of her neck in tightly bound curls she was twelve with her birthday a couple of weeks away. She also had pale skin and blue eyes. My brother Jake came over to my friends and tried to engage them in a conversation about physics my friends didn’t say much they just said “ah” and “hmm” when they needed to comment, my brother was only nine years old and he was past his grade level by three years and he was already hitting on my older friends. His blue eyes sparked with excitement when they seemed to pay attention to what he was babbling on and on about. “Amy” my brother said directing his attention to me unwillingly “Katherine’s coming over today” “She is?!” “How come I’m always the last to know?” “We haven’t seen here in months and you’re just telling me now?” I asked icily, my brother seemed shocked to get such a hostile response out of me; “Gee, I thought you would be happy!” “I am!” I fumed. “I’m just a bit annoyed that you didn’t tell me earlier!” I snapped, my brother began to back off sensing he did something wrong. Wise of him, “okay, okay” he mumbled backing off “she’ll be here in thirty minutes.” “Alright” I replied my voice emotionless; “Gee, Amy get a grip” Emily said, I glared at her “This is none of your business.” Her jaw was clenched tight. “Fine” she replied coldly. I took a deep breath and said “Sorry I’m just a bit tense right now.” “I understand.” A minute later Sydney brought us back to the present by saying “muffins?” “Sure” I mumbled self consciously. When we sat down at the table I asked them, “Did you hear about the animal they found in Lilly Pad Lake?” “No why?” They said at almost the same time. “Well a little boy was supposedly killed by it. His name is Christopher McCann.” Their faces were snow white like mine had been when my mom told the story to me. “But they haven’t found a body yet so they can’t be sure he’s dead.” “He was only eight years old.” “The police are doing a search for him” “But even weirder is that the families keep on saying they feel he’s with them not in spirit form but in animal form they think he’s been reincarnated.” I just recently had read this in the paper my mom had left this part out. Emily spoke up suddenly “Sounds like a load of garbage to me.” She said her voice muted from the muffin she was chewing on. Sydney added on quietly, “You never know maybe he’s alive but not as himself.” “Oh Please” Emily chirped “That’s a load of myths and legends and most of all, crap.” “Each to her own” I said and shrugged. Sydney rolled her eyes. “You’re such an optimist Em” she said sarcastically. Emily said then “Why don’t you go take a swim in the lake.” “Ouch” I said theatrically. Sydney grinned. “No thanks.” “Do me a favor and stop acting like yourselves.” I said sarcastically, Emily grinned tauntingly “and miss out on all the fun?” Sydney put her finger to her ear and did circles around it symbolizing insanity. I giggled, Emily’s nostril’s flared. Sydney stuck her tongue out at her; Emily shrugged “at least we know her brain works.” “If it wouldn’t she wouldn’t be able to do hand signals.” “Oh I forgot to tell you guys.” I said “What?” Sydney said, “I was thinking…..Do you want to go to Lilly Pad Lake this weekend?” “What why would we go do you want to end up Lillian kibble?” Emily snapped, “Lillian who?” I muttered, “Oh well I kind of made up a name for the animal in the lake.” “Why the name Lillian?” Sydney said. “I don’t know it just fits with the name of the lake and I think it’s a girl” I snorted. “Yea a little girl with pink bows and dresses that rips off the heads of eight year old boys.” Sydney giggled, and then added “Yea I’ll go maybe well find the little boy or see the mutated crocodile.” Emily deliberated for a second; and then added “Fine if you two are both going then ill go too, someone needs to fight off the super crocodile.” She added with a smirk. As soon as we ventured on to lighter topics we heard a quick rap on the door. I sighed “I’ll bet that’s Katherine I’ll go get it.” When I opened the door Katherine was standing there with three bags of luggage and a huge grin on her face; I returned the gesture and gave her a one arm hug. “How you doing Amy?” I smiled “fine” “you?” “pretty good” and then she asked, “can you take my luggage up to my room?” “sure” I said easily, and she put her bags in my stretched out hand; Holy cow! Her bags were heavy. They had to be at least ten pounds each; but I smiled through the pain and took them up the stairs, my mom told me to be careful going down the top step of the stairs because she had waxed it; I told her I’d be careful and she relaxed. But of course as jogged to the stairs as she had predicted I lost my balance as soon as my foot touched the first step and went flying down the stairs. I landed full force on my ankle and let go a high pitched scream; my sister and my friends ran towards me and started asking me if I was ok until I said: “Do you honestly think I’m ok? I literally just fell down a flight of stairs!” “Amy let me see your ankle you landed on it pretty hard.” My sister said; when I finally got control of myself I rolled up my jeans and sure enough there was a throbbing black and blue mark, definitely twisted. My mom drove me to the hospital and my dad stayed home to watch Jake and Danny while Emily and Sydney rode in the back with me, and my sister in the front passenger seat. The doctor examined it and said it was a mild ankle sprain and put me in a brace. When we finally got home my friends left because it was already nine PM. And I went on the computer in my purple bean bag chair and watched You-tube videos, while having mint ice cream. At midnight I headed upstairs and brushed my teeth took a hot shower, and used my blueberry two in one Suave shampoo and conditioner. Then I curled up in my bed and pulled my pink comforter over me and quickly fell asleep. I had a very strange dream it felt like I was trapped that no matter which way I ran it would always be a dead end; no one heard me or saw me it seemed no matter how loud I screamed the wind drowned it out. Chapter 2: Lilly Pad Lake.

I woke up in the morning Sweating, trembling, heart racing; I rearranged myself and checked the clock it read 7:36 AM. Darn it late for school; I jumped off the bed took of my pajamas, put them in the dirty laundry and pulled on my checkered blue and white underwear, my dark blue ultra denim jean shorts, and my favorite yellow tank, slipped on my pink sneakers grabbed a apple granola bar and marched out the door. I walked past Appleberry Street on to Sixth Avenue, take a turn left, then right, and continue down the road. I looked into the forest at the little trail that led to Lilly Pad Lake; and started to walk faster. When I got to the school it started to rain lightly and then pick up so I was grateful that I was already here. I walked into the cool lobby and gave the person manning the desk my late note and I was excused. I walked over to my first class Ug. Pre-Algebra, I walked into the room and no doubt Emily and Sydney were waving to me when the teacher wasn’t looking. I took some spare paper and passed them a note in my neatest hand writing: what did I miss? Emily wrote back: not much we are actually just getting started. By the way you ready to go see the super crocodile today? I wrote back: yea I guess I am. Sydney wrote to me now having already seen what was on the notes we were writing: Guys I have a feeling we shouldn’t go. Why? I dunno I just don’t think we should go because what if that animal is there? Ya I agree with Sydney maybe we should wait a couple weeks. Ug. You people are such downers. We’re downers? Do you have a death wish Emily? What on earth are you people talking about! Were not even going to go in the water! Besides Amy you’re the one who wanted to go in the first place! I sighed, alright I’ll go but we’ll just have to be careful. Ok I guess I’ll go too if you’re both going. Thanks guys. Welcome. Welcome. But don’t let it get to your head that you always win arguments. Don’t know if I can stop that. You better. Yea.*** After school we headed down to the lake, after we got there we lay down and looked at the lily pads floating. Until Sydney said: “oh crap!” “what?” Emily replied. “I lost my earring!” We looked around on the little beach but found nothing. A few minutes later I saw something sparkling in the water, thinking that was it I waded into the water and picked it up; yup definitely her earring. I was about to open my mouth and tell them I found it when I looked at their faces it was a mix of horror and fear. Then Emily let out a piercing scream, “GET OUT OF THE WATER!!!” “RUN!” Sydney hollered. I had no idea what they were saying until I turned around and saw something bubbling out of the water. The Animal. So the stories were not legends than they were a hundred percent true; the animal raised it’s head to look at me and pulled back his sharp dagger teeth. It had the body of a crocodile but the head reminded me of that of dinosaurs. I was too frightened to move, and then Sydney dived into the water after me. She swam to me and grabbed my arm but it was to late, suddenly I was underwater and I was dying; I heard my friends muted screams for help all to no avail. I felt the pain beginning to dull and I was grateful I must be dying then; and then all of the sudden I was at the surface. And I could tell I wasn’t dead because I could feel myself in a body. “Sydney?” I called “Emily?” They didn’t answer me, they just kept on weeping; “Call 911” Emily said in a choked voice. “I’m right here!” I screamed. I put my hand on her shoulder; as soon as I did my spirit fell to the ground and started convulsing, in that instant Sydney looked up and whispered, “Dear god.” Because as soon as I had tried to put my hand on her shoulder I had become a spirit no more; in my spirit’s place I was a huge white wolf. They started running away and I chased after them in my new wolf body I was much faster then them. When I quickly caught up to them I raked my claws into the dirt and planted myself in their path. They looked down at me stunned; and whispered “Amy?” I tried to say “Yes it’s me I don’t know what happened.” But it just came out as whining. Emily looked at me in shock and whispered “not possible.” And they walked away. I didn’t go after them I was too frozen in shock. I ran back to my house and dug a hole and crawled under the fence. My mother sometimes left the back door unlocked so I went over to it and nudged it with my nose. Yup definitely open the door opened six inches and I squeezed my new wolf body inside. My mother was in the living room crying with Sydney and Emily on her flanks rubbing her back, and my father in the rocking chair and my sister on the side of the couch looking remote; and Sydney and Emily were explaining what happened to a police officer whom I’ve never seen before. As I would of done human I walked into the room. The police officer’s eyes widened as he took in all 100 plus pounds and thick white fur, with snow white fangs of my wolf body. And pulled out his gun aiming it at me; “don’t move!” he yelled. And then Emily let out a scream that clawed at my eardrums. “DON’T SHOOT!!!” and then in that instant Sydney and Emily were beside me palms up. “GET OUT OF THE WAY NOW!” the police officer roared. Over my dead body!” she snapped. My father came and pulled them out of the way; “What are you girls doing?! “That’s Amy!” Emily yelled. The police officer spoke now “girls that’s not Amy, I know things are hard right now but that’s not Amy; even though you wish it was.” “Girls cover your eyes.” My mother whispered. The police officer nodded once and then pulled the trigger. “NO!” Emily roared and lunged in front of me; the bullet hit her arm and she yelled in pain. An enraged snarl rolled out of my muzzle and I ran toward the officer and bit his leg. The police officer landed a solid kick into my snout and I jumped up and bit his arm; the police officer pulled out his gun but it was broken seeing this I jumped up again and ripped the gun from his hand with my muzzle. And then with a powerful snap of my jaws I broke it in half, and started to retreat but instead of running out the door I jumped in front of Emily and let a stream of growls slip through my teeth. Danny came sprinting towards us now and he whined when he saw Emily’s bloody arm. But the strangest thing was I didn’t hear it as whining I heard it as, “What happened is she alright? What happened?” I yelped and it was heard as to Danny “she was shot.” Then Danny looked up at me, pressed his nose to my bloody fur and whined, “Amy?” “Yes” I whimpered back. My father spoke then, “let’s get you to the ER.” Then he looked at the officer his voice ice cold. “We would appreciate if you left.” “We won’t sue you.” “But do me a favor and get the wolf out.” My father came over and scooped Emily up in his arms; I made no move to stop him. Sydney shot me one long glance of sadness and whispered “I’ll miss you Amy.” “Come to my house tonight.” And then a tear rolled down her cheek and they were out the door. The officer stepped toward me and grabbed a rope and tied it around my neck. I snarled, “Easy girl” he said and then he pulled me out the back door and took me into the forest where he released me, and then he walked away. I didn’t know what I would do now; how had everything changed so quickly, altered so completely. Yesterday I was Amy Jones, a normal thirteen year old girl with a whole life ahead of her. Today I was a white wolf changed by the monster named Lillian. I was the white wolf of Lillian. Beyond agony I let a blistering howl rip apart the cool night air. And then slowly that agony became an all consuming rage, that creature had taken my life now I was going to take his. My hackles rose and my ears pressed against my skull and my teeth became bared; and then I raced over to Lilly Pad Lake. When I got there I went straight into the water and snarled “I know your in there you disgusting beast.” In that second I was not alone the animal bubbled out of the water. For a second I was confused this was not the animal that had killed me it no longer looked like a crocodile it had the shape of a wolf like me, except that it was layered in spikes and it’s teeth were as long and sharp as machetes and it’s eyes were black all the way through they had no pupil. “LEAVE NOW!” it roared. I tensed myself “I”LL LEAVE WHEN YOU’RE DEAD!” I roared. “YOU TOOK MY LIFE NOW IM GOING TO TAKE YOURS!” and then I lunged for its throat; the monster responded and suddenly I was against the back of the tree, then underwater. I jumped away from it whimpering in pain; but I wasn’t done I wasn’t going down without taking him with me. I got up and lunged for his tail I bit the end of it with my fangs with the much force I could force out of my jaws. It shook its tail trying to dislodge me and then threw me to the ground. I lay on the ground whimpering. “I told you should have left in the first place but now it’s time to die little girl.” It raised its colossal paw in the are meaning to strike me, when suddenly all I saw was a blur of white and black and then I was in the forest again lying on the damp ground, but I could still see Lily Pad Lake in the distance and the monster retreating. My white fur was bloodstained from the gash on my scruff; instinctively I started cleansing the wound with my tongue when I felt someone’s presence beside me and I rose to my feet and let a snarl rip through my teeth. “Whoa easy!” I heard another animal close to me say it wasn’t until about thirty seconds later when I saw where the voice came from, a good ten feet behind me a huge white tiger stood. It was as tall as my wolf self with fangs and muscles. “Who are you?” I said. He did a very animal like snort, “I’m the person who just saved your butt from Lillian.” I stood there shocked. He had known the name Emily had come up with. “Lillian?” “Yea that’s what they call her.” “Her?” “What is this twenty questions?” he said sarcastically in a growl. “Not really I’m just confused, considering that just about nine hours ago I went from a normal teenage girl to this.” I said gesturing with my head to my beautiful wolf body. He stared at me in disbelief. “Wait a sec you were human?” he snorted again “Gee and I thought I was the only one transformed by that beast.” “Wait a minute. Is your name Christopher McCann?” “In person, well actually not person…animal.” “But ignore all that crap, why the freak were you attacking Lillian?” “Do you have a death wish?” I stared into his black eyes. “It took my life I’m never going to stop till I take it’s.” “You don’t understand you have no chance at all against it.” My muzzle pulled back over my fangs. “We’ll see.” I paused for a second. “I can’t kill it alone, that is true but if I have some help….” I trailed off. He shook his head “even with my help we wouldn’t as much as scratch her.” “It would take an army of wolves and tigers to kill that disgusting beast.” “I mean look what it did to you.” He said and looked over to my bloodstained snow white fur. Now I snorted, “Like I care, again, I will never stop till I rid the world of this disgusting monster.” “If that’s what you want to do I won’t stop you.” I growled “I’d like to see you try.” He snarled back at me “you bet I will.” And then he lunged for my tail; I zipped out of the way just in time and his jaws closed over thin air. I backed up a few paces then I launched myself at him. My teeth closed around his scruff and I pulled and tackled him to the ground. He pulled out his claws and said, “not bad but your no match for me.” “Oh really?” “Really” he clawed at my muzzle but he missed and I took advantage snapping my fangs over the back of his front paw. In that instant his teeth were at my neck, and we both did a very animal like laugh. “That was fun but let’s call it a draw.” I said “agreed” he replied. “Good round.” I said and smiled an animal like smile. “Ya” he paused for a second and then added, “say aren’t you a bit big for a regular wolf?” “Ya I never noticed.” It was true to an extent I was at least a foot bigger than a normal Arctic wolf but I wasn’t monstrously big like the wolves in the twilight books. But I was definitely one of the biggest wolves out there considering that I was as tall as the huge white tiger standing a few feet away from me. “But seriously…” he began, “you can’t defeat that monster.” I ignored that and shot back, “aren’t you a little young to be talking like that?” “I was.” I sat there puzzled. “You were?” “Well it’s hard to explain it seems that when we hit our animal forms we become full grown.” “For example I was only eight; but now if I was a human again I would be about twenty.” “Same for you.” I stared at him, “that’s a bit freaky.” He shook his head. “Tell me about it.” “So what now?” I said. My whine was barely a whisper. “I mean like, where can we get food and shelter?” he replied in an incredulous growl, “well considering were animals it’s not going to be pizza were having tonight.” I gagged “were going to have to hunt for animals?” “What did you think were going to do have steak?” “No but I didn’t think we were going to have to eat raw!” “Gee someone’s in a bad mood.” “Come two feet closer and we’ll see how bad a mood I’m in.” “Touchy” my nostrils flared. “But anyway tell me about yourself, we can do that on our way east to hunt.” I paused for a second “Ok I’ll come.” “Good let’s go.” I raked my claws into the dirt and launched myself forward; and then a second later he put his two front paws in front of himself and pushed himself off his back legs. When we were next to each other and going a good fifteen miles an hour we started to talk. “Sooo what was your human life like?” he asked, I sighed and replied; “I was a thirteen year old girl named Amy Jones, I had dark brown eyes and light brown hair down to my waist; with pale skin.” He whistled and I smacked him with my paw. “Cut it out!” I snapped, and then added “What was your human life like?” “My name was Christopher McCann I was eight years old with light green eyes with short black hair and tan skin.” I gagged. His muzzle pulled back over his teeth. “I take back that whistle.” He muttered. *** A few hours later we came across a fresh deer trail, not an hour old; it was amazing how well I could smell with my new wolf nose! We followed it until we were less then a quarter mile away; then we surrounded the herd. “This is going to be disgusting.” I muttered. Nether the less I stalked over toward where the deer stood and shifted into a crouch; and then lunged, only to wish I hadn’t; not twenty yards away from me a colossal grizzly bear stood just finishing his evening meal; and then caught sight of me standing on the fringes of the bushes. But I did not snarl it just stared at me. It just sauntered over to me until it was half a foot from my exposed teeth. And then it growled “look here you filthy canine get out of here before I rip your throat out, you have no idea what’s going on right now to me I used to be human.” I ripped a roar back at him “I used to be human too but this monster by the lake sucked the life out of me!” “Wait by the lake?” “Yea why?” I replied “wait a min….this monster was it layered in spikes?” “Yes it was.” “What’s it to you?” “I was also transformed by it.” “We’re not alone.” I whined. This boy I just met he was transformed into a white tiger by it.” “Wait a second lemm’e call him. “Christopher!” I barked. And then in that instant I heard the thud of heavy paws coming toward us. When he got there he took in the transformed grizzly bear. “Um…Who’s this?” “Looks like were not alone” I replied “he was also transformed by Lillian.” Christopher’s eyes grew wide, “Dear god how many more are going to have their lives taken away?” “Who knows,” I whispered back. “Would you like to join us?” I asked him; “yes please I have no where to go.” “Ok then let’s go.” I said. We continued going east heading toward the more deserted areas; we had to stop to hunt every so often though. We slept on the pure damp earth and killed elk, rabbits and other small game. A couple months passed, and every time I woke up from a long sleep I cried when I saw my wolf body instead of my human; thinking during my sleep that the last months were just a disturbing dream. I only wish. One day I had had enough of this life I told them that I simply had to at least try to kill Lillian. Of course they said no, and I just snarled and said “try and stop me.” Christopher replied “The heck I will try to stop you!” But I ignored him and went off in the opposite direction we had been traveling. Lilly Pad Lake. Back to where dreams were crushed, back to where I’d been killed almost two times. But I felt sure and strong as I went in a dead sprint west; when suddenly I felt the heavy thud of paws coming up behind me. They were following me they were going to try to stop me. When they were right on my tail (literally) Christopher cut his teeth into my scruff and yanked me back. I roared in outrage and sunk my fangs into his left paw. “Look” he said “if you’re going to face Lillian you’re not doing it alone.” I stared at him and barked a laugh. The bear who we’d found a couple months ago named Alex came up behind Christopher, and added “I’ll come too.” “Fine” I growled “this way I might have a shot.” Alex rolled his eyes “In what universe?” I glared at them “Seriously she’s not as tough as your making her out to be.” “I bit her tail and left a scar.” And on that note we left, when we were less than half a mile away we hunted and readied ourselves. When we got there we waded into the water and raised our hackles and let out fearsome snarls trying to attract her attention. A few minutes later we decided to give up, until we saw something floating in the water. The animal rose to the surface and roared. We braced ourselves and then I backed up a few paces and launched myself at her. I landed a few feet in front of her and looked up. It was incredible in size now that I had a good look. It’s teeth were as long as machetes and it’s tail was as thick as a steel beam and layered in spikes, and it was over 6 feet tall on all fours. Nether the less I ripped a growl at it and bit its neck. I hung on to her neck by my fangs biting through again and again while it mauled me with its claws. Christopher came at it and then lunged for its tail biting the exact place I had bitten while Alex bit and weighed down its claws to make it stop clawing the hell out of me. A few minutes later we thought we had won cause I was about to deliver the death bite when suddenly we felt heat all over the animal. Then it suddenly burst into flames and we fell off it and ran into the water to douse ourselves; but the creature was not harmed, and suddenly in a burst of flame fur and spikes it no longer had the form of a wolf, now it was in the form, of the most huge eagle I’d ever seen with spikes on its wings. It screeched a roar. And then we watched in acute horror as the creature rose into the air and before our eyes spit a purple bolt of lightning at us. Chris and Alex were already running, of course they were. I raked my claws into the dirt and plummeted after them at about fifty miles an hour. When we got a mile away from the lake we came to a standstill. “Ok” I began, “Is it just me or did that thing just spit a purple bolt of lightning at us. “It’s not just you.” Alex groaned. “Amy….” Chris began. “I think it’s time to let go of the past.” “No. It’s not.” “You know what I’m going to do right now?” I asked them. They shook their heads. “I’m going back to my town…. You’re not welcome to come.” “So what…Your disbanding?” “Yup…goodbye. I said, I knew exactly where I was going Emily’s house. I marched off in the direction I knew…. “Ah” I muttered in a whimper; it’s left of Appleberry lane. When I got there I went up to the door and scratched with my claws twice to make it sound like a knock. When her mom opened it she gasped and slammed it against my nose. I heard shouting in the room her mom saying “Harvey come see this!” I forgot the Sandra’s were tree-huggers and they would never hurt me. The father opened the door but left the outer screen closed. “Well aren’t you a beauty….” He mumbled. “Emily come here!” her father yelled. I heard Emily trotting down the stairs and then looking at me in amazement. “Amy!” she yelled. Her father breathed a sigh, “Sweetie we’ve been over this that’s NOT Amy.” A bitter scowl twisted on her face “HOW WOULD YOU KNOW?!” she screeched. “Okay okay...” her father amended; she looked at me her eyes suddenly full of excitement and then she pulled on her jacket. “Let’s go into the forest Amy It will be fun!” I whined in agreement. We ran into the forest, her giggling and me doing a barky laugh. “Emily!” her father yelled. But Emily just kept on running not caring. When we got to the forest we slowed down and she got on her knees and hugged me. I licked her face and she looked at me and yelled “Ew!” I grinned mentally. I then noticed on her arm the brace that kept her from twisting her wound from the bullet. I could remember the memory so clearly how she had jumped in front of me; how I had bitten the officer out of pure rage....My memory was interrupted when I heard the heavy thud of paws. Thinking it was Christopher and Alex I turned and sighed, not wanting to see them. Only to wish I hadn’t turned. Coming up behind us was not Alex nor was it Christopher it was Lillian. I roared in it’s direction then I yanked Emily by her shirt with my teeth. “What is it?” she said her voice strained. I forgot that her hearing wasn’t as good; but I couldn’t tell her for God’s sake! There was only one thing I could do right now; I analyzed her weight and size, she was as tall as me, maybe around fifty or so. I was at least a hundred thirty; there was no time to waste so I bit her pants and swung her leg around my back with my jaws. She then saw the animal coming, screamed once, and then instantly understood what I was doing. So she tightly gripped my scruff; and then when I was sure she was placed evenly one me, I dug my claws into the earth bed and plunged forward. She wasn’t that heavy, praise the lord. She was about the weight of a backpack when I looked back Lillian was less then a hundred feet away. Two minutes later she was around fifty feet; so I skidded to a halt and threw Emily of my back then gestured her to run by doing a head bob pointed north.

I hope you liked it please leave as many answers and comments as possible

God bless

-white wolf-

Topics: my book.

Added to watch list: Elected

T-Bolt — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 04:55:48 GMT

Do you think President Obama will ever get elected again?

Topics: elections, news and events, politics & government

Added to watch list: Who likes President Obama?

T-Bolt — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 04:34:05 GMT

Who likes President Obama? If so Why? If not Why?

Topics: elections, news and events, politics & government

Added to watch list: Skinny puppy

jfbleakney — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 02:50:17 GMT

why is my rottweiler so skinny? she is seven months old and she is so skinny..she eats like a horse though...she has huge paws and long legs..she is very active. but she doesn't seem like she is gaining any weight.

Topics: pets

Added to watch list: Olympic Highlights

FanHouse — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 02:47:23 GMT

In your opinion, what's been the highlight of the 2010 Winter Olympics in Vancouver?

Topics: sports, winter sports, olympics

Added to watch list: How long does sperm live in a female body

Dele — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 01:58:27 GMT

how long does sperm live in a female body

Topics: getting pregnant

Added to watch list: Annoyed by friends..

Hannah — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 01:22:33 GMT

im 14, and in a groupd of friends, concluding of about 5 people. we've all been together for 6 years now, but my other friend has been kind of annoying all of us lately. two other of my friends have been saying how she's been just rude, mean, and annoying to all of us, and they dont think we should stick around together with her anymore. i do admit its a little annoying when she spilled root beer on my other friends carpet (now its stained)and didnt even tell anyone about it, then blamed someone else for it; and when she knocked over a glass object that was pretty important to me, and then blamed my other friend even though i saw her do it, then she didnt even say sorry at all (but those are just the minor things she does). alot of people that arent even friends with her that much, say that she annoys them, and question why we all hang out with her. i dont want to be rude because i do admit that hanging out with her is sometimes fun, but on the other hand she just drives us all insane. we really dont know what to do about this..help?

Topics: family & relationships

Added to watch list: Who wants to be my friend on gmail

oughmister — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 01:16:52 GMT

who wants to be my friend on gmail

Topics: friends

Added to watch list: What's the one thing you'd LOVE to change about your body??

DrJervis — Tue, 23 Feb 2010 04:00:05 GMT

What's the one thing you'd LOVE to change about your body??

Topics: beauty & style

Added to watch list: IS SHAPE OF HOT DOG DANGEROUS ... should federal law ban that shape for them?

Rob — Tue, 23 Feb 2010 02:34:44 GMT

SHOULD SHAPE of hot dogs be changed BY FEDERAL LAW ... to make them safer? So kids can't swallow them and ladies won't either. NEWS TONITE.

Topics: food & drink

Added to watch list: Reality TV Stars

Gossip Gal — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 10:13:45 GMT

Which reality tv stars do you love? And which do you hate?

Topics: television, celebrities, gossip, survivor, the hills, hollywood, famous, bachelor, reality tv, melissa rycroft, speidi, gossip gal, reality tv stars, tim gun

Added to watch list: Is Kim boring?

Gossip Gal — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 10:05:52 GMT

Kim Kardashian calls helself 'boring'. Do you agree?

Topics: television, celebrities, gossip, holly, hollywood, famous, kim kardashian, reality tv, keeping up with the kardashians

Added to watch list: Assessing the President

AOL News — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 09:26:43 GMT

Tell us how you think President Barack Obama has handled the economic crisis so far. What's he done right? And what's he gotten wrong?

Topics: economy

Added to watch list: What kind of `STORE` are you? Is it meaningful to poses this knowledge for better relationships understanding and management?

JanetCrain — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 08:34:34 GMT

Have you ever thought why people who hate being treated like a doormats repeatedly become involved with people who don`t respect them? I bet you are familiar with the stories when women who vow never to marry or date alcoholic again find themselves continually attracted to, and involved with alcoholics? Why is it so?
Why people very often follow the same negative patterns in their life?
To help yourself to build healthy and fulfilling relationships in life and not repeat mistakes from the past try do divide and identify people and also yourself as a `stores`.
The description of different types of `STORES`/ relationships, which you might be experiencing in your life, is presented in a book “If you want an egg roll, get out of the pizzeria”.
You might find there the `Convenience Store`, which represents individual who offers whatever help you need, any time of the day or night. Beside obvious benefits, such us help, quick and free accessibility and variety of help aids, you should be ready for some limitations. This `store` will definitely reach the limit one day and will be unavailable just when you may need it the most. You have to be aware of that. And the negative aspect of this type of relationship is also that the free accessibility of variety of help aids may make you to be too dependent on this person and his/her loss might be nearly impossible to overcome for you.
The other types of stores and descriptions, which can be found in the book are:
Speciality Store, Department Store, Boutique Store, Chain Store, Outside Vendor, Kiosk, Tou Store, Fast Food Store, and many, many more...
The main lesson which should be learnt from the “store identification” exercise is that:
“If you always shop where you always shopped, you`ll always get what you always got”
And this is the answer to the main questions asked at the beginning of this dispute.
But you should also realize that the goal of the “store identification” exercise is not to find one store that meets all your needs, but to focus on the benefits each relationship brings to you. Every person has unique, individual characteristics that they bring into relationship. You should understand where to `shop`, what to `shop` and what are the shopping hours. Once you accordingly balance all the relationships, you will find out that they are growing constantly and harmoniously, which I guess is the goal for all of us.
For more real life examples and relationship management techniques pick up the book:
“If you want an egg roll, get out of the pizzeria”.
I am sure that many of you will find it interesting and helpful.

Topics: love, family & relationships

Added to watch list: This is a better excerpt of my book.

Katherine — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 08:19:25 GMT

As promised I'm giving you guys a better look at the book! This is from the begining of it.....but guys this story is complete fiction. I was daydreaming in my car when my mom quickly blurted "We're here!" I groaned, I didn't want to go grocery shopping for the fourth time this week. It was begining to be painful. I swear that sometimes my mom is addicted to shopping of all sorts. I grudingly stomped out of the car towards the safeway, as my mom hopped along by my side. Even though she was a happy person she was never this spunky. As we entered the store I took of my jacket; it was suprisingly warm in the store, considering it was the dead of summer. I was only wearing the jacket cause my mom had knit it for me. As I undid the zipper, my hair became all frizzed from the friction. I sighed. Although I liked my long hair it could be a pain considering it was all the way down to my waist, but it wasn't curly; it was very straight with only a little twirl around the bangs. It was a light brown which didn't go well with my dark brown eyes. I had light skin, but it wasn't super pale, it had a hint of rose undertone. I had never considered myself to be pretty though because I had a lot of flaws, so many that I couldn't count them. My mom and dad always said I was beautiful, though I didn't belive them one bit. I looked at my mom racing around the store picking up healthfoods; I wish I had got my mom's eyes instead of my dads, she had wide blue eyes, my dad had dark brown like me. Even though I was only thirteen I had always felt like an adult. My mom was looking at the different types of lettuce when I said quickly "Mom where did you meet dad?" She answered in her feather light voice, "at a party for my friend." Hmm... Maybe this could be a chance to learn a bit of history about her and dad's relationship. "Who's party?" I pried. It took her a minute to answer "Abigail's." "Oh" I gasped abagail was my mom's old friend from high school. She had died from cancer when she was only thirty-nine years old. My mom flinched, and I felt like an idiot for asking the question. I just ignored her and began to daydream, to avoid whatever conversation with my mom. My mom's name was Katy and my dad's was Henry, my dad's last name was Jones; and my mom had reluctantly taken the name because she thought it was boring and dull. My mom had decided to name me amy after my great aunt. As soon as we got out of the store, my mom started babbling on about a weird species of crocidile they had found in the local lake. I wasn't really listening to her until she said that a little boy named Christopher Parker only eight years old had dissapeard from his home at 1:06AM. Exactly one week ago; my mom's face was no longer popped with excitement as she went on with the story: "They haven't found a body or anyhting yet, but that is good that may mean he is still alive." But by the look on her face it seemed like she doubted it. She sighed once and continued "Well we will say our prayers for little Christopher."

I hope you liked the excerpt my yedda friends please tell me what you think of it!

But I can't post anymore I have to continue on the book then publish it, it will be around 300-400 pages long.

God Bless

Ps.When you guys see who I am, if you buy the book you will be greatly suprised!

-White wolf-

Topics: excerpts, my book

Added to watch list: Oral Sex Is A Low Blow For Human Health

AShoofly — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 06:26:46 GMT

Did you know oral sex causes throat cancer?

Click and Read:

http://www.webmd.com/sexual-conditions/hpv-genital-warts/news/20090729/oral-sex-cause-throat-cancer-rise

Topics: health, religion, diseases, sex, marriage & divorce, family & relationships

Added to watch list: Chief Suspect Van der Sloot's Dad Dies: Did Holloway Secrets Go to the Grave?

~American~~Patriot~ — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 05:55:48 GMT

Chief Suspect Van der Sloot's Dad Dies: Did Holloway Secrets Go to the Grave?

JULIA RENFRO, EDITOR, "ARUBA TODAY" (Via Telephone): Good evening, Greta. It was very shocking for the van der Sloot family and the entire community of Aruba. Paul was playing tennis yesterday and he collapsed. And the ambulance was unfortunately unable to resuscitate him.
VAN SUSTEREN: What has been going on for the family? Is everything sort of "back to normal," of is the family shunned at all? What has been the relationship of the van der Sloots on the island?
RENFRO: You have to understand that the island of Aruba, the people of Aruba respect the judicial system here. And to this very date, there have been no charges in this case. And Paul has been completely exonerated.
He, according to the authorities, has no participation in the event at all, and, sorry to say that, but in this case. It has just been devastating for everybody.
VAN SUSTEREN: Where is Joran van der Sloot?
RENFRO: According to my sources he's in school and he's very devastated by what has happened.
VAN SUSTEREN: School outside of Aruba?
RENFRO: Yes, of course.
VAN SUSTEREN: Is the investigation officially closed or are they still investigating?
RENFRO: No. The investigation is still open. They've continue to look in every aspect and every direction, including into investigating the investigation. And to date, Joran is still a main suspect, but at this point there have been no charges brought forth.
VAN SUSTEREN: Where are the Kalpoe brothers? Are they still in Aruba?
RENFRO: They are still in Aruba.
VAN SUSTEREN: Do you see them?
RENFRO: Not often at all. They have been also exonerated. They are no longer suspects in this case. They were released in December, 2007.
VAN SUSTEREN: Does the prosecutor say that he expects that someday this case will be solved?
RENFRO: Absolutely. Everybody in Aruba hopes that. And of course the prosecutor's office wants the case solved. But in this particular moment they've researched every single thing they could possibly do, and at this point there is not enough evidence to bring this to trial.
VAN SUSTEREN: Julia, thank you, nice to talk to you.
RENFRO: Thank you.

This is a rush transcript from "On the Record," February 11, 2010. This copy may not be in its final form and may be updated.

GRETA VAN SUSTEREN, FOX NEWS HOST: There's news tonight on Aruba involving the Natalee Holloway case. As you know, the Alabama teenager vanished on May 30th, 2005 while in Aruba on a high school trip.

The chief suspect in the case is Joran van der Sloot. Yesterday Joran's father Paulus van der Sloot suddenly and unexpectedly died. Paulus was a huge part of this case. Joining us by phone in Aruba is Julia Renfro, editor and chief of "Aruba Today." Good evening, Julia, and tell me what happened with Paulus?

Topics: holloway

New post: re: Assessing the President

Kathy — Mon, 20 May 2013 19:10:54 GMT

Tell us how you think President Barack Obama has handled the economic crisis so far. What's he done right? And what's he gotten wrong?

Topics: economy

New post: re: I took a Kids Online IQ Test and the results were ...

PGroot — Mon, 07 May 2012 03:20:16 GMT

I took a Kids Online IQ Test and the results were humiliating.

I thought I would be about average or at least above. I always wanted to see how intelligent I am. I took the test to get this obsession out of my mind. Now, I got the results: 89= below average. My hopes were crushed. I wanted to kill myself. I am that retarded?

One must think about what has gone wrong here. I read a lot of books, I improved on my Mathematics abilities, I answer a lot of questions in English. I also the "nerd" in my whole ninth grade.

Now this girl in my Algebra class says I'm not as smart as I look. I try to ignore it, telling myself it's not true. However I feel like an imbecile.

I think I need therapy.

Topics: intelligence, confused, results, iq test

New post: re: Do you miss George W. Bush?

JNC — Sat, 07 Apr 2012 23:17:36 GMT

A group of businessmen have rented a billboard that shows George W. Bush with the caption, "Miss Me Yet?"

Do you miss George W. Bush as President of the United States?

Topics: politics, government, politics & government

New post: re: Gold coins

Anonymous — Thu, 16 Feb 2012 15:17:27 GMT

i'am bying the gold coins as protectin me from the ecoNomy/ but they are rusty an greenish in the pockets on me/ wat is wrong with it/ i still hav my recipe for themn/ but cant'not find the man sellin them no mor/ wy is this happnin to me/

Topics: religion & spirituality

New post: re: What are the most popular style and brands of clothes middle school kids are wearing.

Neha — Fri, 27 Jan 2012 11:31:19 GMT

What are the most popular style and brands of clothes middle school kids are wearing.

Topics: beauty & style, fashion & accessories

New post: re: True Christians ONLY: relative to saving our public schools

BG43214 — Sat, 03 Dec 2011 16:02:02 GMT

My utmost esteemed fellow true Christians,

The elegant proposition below, that I am posting for your perusal, was written by a good friend of mine, the most esteemed warrior for Christ, Pastor JJ Hunter. This Godly man is known to great many true Christians, as he is often compared to some of the most illustrious Christian luminaries such as Jonathan Edwards, Ulrich Zwingly, John Knox, and the esteemed John Calvin. Therefore, I present to you this short writ relative to saving our public school system from the plague of heathenism. This proposition here is strictly for true Christians, so any satanist (anyone who is not a true Christian, regardless of what they actually believe) is advised to stop reading immediately and move on to something more appropriate to a member of the heathen community. In the event of such pagans leaving the droppings of their crude "thoughts" within this Godly post, they will be looked down upon, and either ignored or made to look the fools that they are.

My dear true Christians, I will await your learned proposals relative to hastening the implementation of Pastor Hunter's propositions.

________________________________________________________________

What will save our public schools, our youth, and our country

1) We need to get rid of this cockamamie idea of "separation of church and state". The United States was colonized BY Puritan Christians, FOR Puritan Christians -- NOT Catholics, NOT Jews, NOT Mooslims, NOT Hindus, NOT Witches and Satanists. The United States is a CHRISTIAN country FOR CHRISTIANS. If you are NOT a Christian, YOU REALLY DON'T BELONG HERE AND YOU ARE A GUEST. This is OUR country and you need to behave according to OUR customs and OUR traditions.

2) We need to bring back mandatory CHRISTIAN prayer and Bible study into our public schools. Students ought to be REQUIRED to MEMORIZE the creation story from Genesis; the story of Noah and the Flood; the story of the Tower of Babel; the story of Abraham and his son; the story of Sodom and Gomorrah; the plagues God sent to the Pharaoh and the Exodus; the TEN COMMANDMENTS; the portions of Isaiah which foretell the coming of JESUS CHRIST; the birth of Christ as told in Matthew and Luke; the Sermon on the Mount; Jesus Passion, Death, and Resurrection from ALL FOUR GOSPELS; ALL of 1 Corinthians and 1 Timothy; and the Book of Revelation.

WHY do we have rampant homosexuality? Because people do not read the story of Sodom and Gomorrah and TAKE IT TO HEART that GOD DESTROYED THOSE CITIES BECAUSE OF THEIR HOMOSEXUAL PERVERSION AND WICKEDNESS. Because people don't read ROMANS 1 so they know that GOD HATES HOMOSEXUALS and GOD HAS GIVEN THEM UP TO THEIR VILE AFFECTIONS. Because people don't read 1 Corinthians 6 and Galatians 5 and know that HOMOSEXUALS DO NOT GO TO HEAVEN.

3) We need to bring back DRESS CODES which teach men to act and dress like MEN and women to act and dress like LADIES. That means, dark slacks, white shirts, ties and jackets for the boys and dresses for the girls.

4) We need to bring back CORPORAL PUNISHMENT and allow teachers and principals to discipline students AS THEY SEE FIT, without fear of recrimination and lawsuits. All of this "attention deficit disorder" is a bunch of cockamamie BS. If students are going to misbehave, they need suffer the consequences for it or risk spending an ETERNITY IN HELL!

5) We need to end ALL welfare and ALL social handouts. People who are poor are that way because they've CHOSEN to be poor. Women who breed illegitimate children like roaches are that way because of their FORNICATI0N. People who have diseases need to learn to bear their suffering as part of GOD'S INTENDED WILL FOR THEM, and quit looking to the government and churches for handouts.

YOU want to know what will save our public schools. Well, this is a START.

Pastor JJ Hunter
_______________________________________________________________

In the name of the Savior hung on the Cross

Brother Tony

Topics: religion & spirituality

New post: re: Is Kim boring?

Ubranine Himezeriwicz — Mon, 31 Oct 2011 19:56:45 GMT

Kim Kardashian calls helself 'boring'. Do you agree?

Topics: television, celebrities, gossip, holly, hollywood, famous, kim kardashian, reality tv, keeping up with the kardashians

New post: re: Happy People

~American~~Patriot~ — Mon, 08 Aug 2011 18:54:58 GMT

Do happy people make other people happy?

Is happiness contagious? If people around you are happy, does that tend to make you a happy person?

Topics: people, happy, psychology, social science, person, joy, happiness

New post: re: For you lucky ones that can get through and post: PLEASE ANSWER THIS SARCASTIC QUESTION

~American~~Patriot~ — Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:27:20 GMT

Yedda landers,

For those of you who are able to post an answer due to some fluke, please answer my question.

Q: Yedda still has not fixed its problem so we can post and pull up

and in a reasonable amount of time. Pick the answer that you believe

explains why Yedda is refusing to fix their system:

Yedda has not come back from their lunch break so they have been unaware for about 19 hours now that there is a problem.
Every one at Yedda quit.
When the human resources person approved everyones vacation for 2010, she/he did not realize the vacations were all at the same time.
Barak Obama seized Yedda so he could stifle our free speech because he and Nancy Pelosi did not like the truth being posted.

Topics: sports, travel and tourism, technology, home and garden, pets, family and relationships, politics and government, social science, computers and internet, health care, health insurance, news and events, religion & spirituality, arts & humanities, entertainment and music, education and reference, food & drink, science & mathematics, society & culture, beauty & style, pregnancy & parenting, games & recreation, environment & ecology, autos & transportation, money & finance

New post: re: Hypothetical Political Question:What If?

~American~~Patriot~ — Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:24:07 GMT

The day finally comes and the Judge decides that Barak Obama must show all his records, but Barak Obama refuses and tells the judge that he has no authority over him and his actions because he (Barak Obama) is the Chief Law Enforcement Officer which makes him the Judges boss. Now with a disrespectful answer such as this, Congress will not censure, investigate, nor remove Barak Obama because the Democrats are in control and will try to take attention off of Barak Obama and put the attention on the judge through suspicion of impropriety by announcing that the judge is being investigated for accepting a bribe or some other "made up crime". Of course the judge is innocent, the charges are nothing more than lies to distract the American people from calling for Barak and the Democrats removal from their respective positions of power. Now, my question is, with all this going on, what can the American people do to stop it?

Topics: sports, society and culture, travel and tourism, technology, home and garden, healthcare, pets, socialism, food and drink, family and relationships, politics and government, social science, computers and internet, health insurance, news and events, religion & spirituality, arts & humanities, entertainment and music, education and reference, science & mathematics, beauty and style, pregnancy & parenting, games & recreation, environment & ecology, autos & transportation, money & finance

New post: re: What in background check would keep you from getting hired?

Michelle — Thu, 12 May 2011 15:34:55 GMT

what in background check would keep you from getting hired?

New post: re: What's your comfort food

Charley — Tue, 10 May 2011 09:07:50 GMT

What makes you all warm in the tummy? For me, I have two foods that I've been eating since I was a kid.

One is macaroni and cheese, sort of. I use flat egg noodles instead of macaroni noodles, a mixture of Velveeta and extra sharp cheddar cheese and a little milk and butter, then bake it in the oven til it's perfect.

My other is bacon and egg sandwiches on soft toast. I can't have them too often due to health concerns, but enjoy them when I can.

What's yours?

Topics: food & drink

New post: re: Will for President!

~American~~Patriot~ — Fri, 29 Apr 2011 01:31:59 GMT

Could Will Smith be the next American President?

Topics: celebrities, gossip, politics, america, presidency, president, hollywood, famous, actor, will smith

New post: re: Low Fat Snacks for School

Eddel29 — Sun, 17 Apr 2011 18:24:46 GMT

What low fat snacks do you send your kids to school with?

Topics: kids, school, children, cookies, fruit, eating, snacks, crackers, low fat, veggies, food & drink, fat free

New post: re: Who likes President Obama?

~American~~Patriot~ — Fri, 25 Mar 2011 17:24:45 GMT

Who likes President Obama? If so Why? If not Why?

Topics: elections, news and events, politics & government

New post: re: How Was Your Day?

archvill — Wed, 09 Mar 2011 19:48:13 GMT

How did your day go?

Topics: people, psychology, motivation, social science

New post: re: The better president - Bush or Obama?

~American~~Patriot~ — Sun, 06 Mar 2011 00:27:45 GMT

Will American history recall Bush or Obama as the better President?

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New post: re: Don't know what to do

Rebecca Greene — Sun, 27 Feb 2011 01:51:57 GMT

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New post: re: What do eight out of ten women want for valentines day from their boyfriend?

Jushua Burnham — Tue, 15 Feb 2011 01:53:45 GMT

what do eight out of ten women want for valentines day from their boyfriend?

New post: re: Who do you think my cousin will see on Valentines Day

Jushua Burnham — Fri, 14 Jan 2011 03:16:26 GMT

WHO DO YOU THINK MY COUSIN WILL SEE

As you know Valentines Day is Sunday. My male cousin (age 58) who is rich and powerful is bedding a girl twice a week young enough to be his daughter who he is NOT serious with at all - he just takes her to bed. He is still very tight with his ex-wife. In addition 21 years ago he had an affair with Jane (a woman who works for him and bore him my youngest cousin). Jane is in her 50's. I thought he and Jane would get married after his ex found out about the affair and divorced him. But he never remarried but remained very close with his ex-wife and Jane.

And then in July he hooked up with this 32 year old that he only beds twice a week.

So my question if he is still tight with his ex and in a way still tight with Jane BUT sleeping with this 32 year old twice a week who will he take out on Valentines Day?

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