JamesSavik

No. I mean with a dog AS his picture. Another big turn off: a pic with your fag hags. Eww.

I belong to an online dating site. I don't date often because the whole experience is just bizarre. In selecting a picture and creating a profile, I have some advice. 1. Don't lie. You haven't been age x since the eighties. 2. Don't lie. You aren't a millionaire and you don't drive a Porsche. 3. Don't lie. I don't care if you work as a manager at Shoe-land. Working a steady job anywhere is a big plus. 4. Don't lie. I'll figure out if you're an abusive alcoholic pretty quick. 5. Don't lie. That's not your picture. I've seen it before. How is that even supposed to work if we meet? 6. Don't lie. I don't want to see your dog, girlfriend, wife, kid, mother, cat or boyfriend on you picture. 7. Don't lie. I can smell a game a mile away and as soon as I do, I'm gone. 8. Don't lie. I can smell a scam a mile away and as soon as I do, I'm gone. 9. Don't lie. Try to rob me and I'll stab you and laugh while you bleed to death prick. 10. Don't lie. It's the number one deal breaker and the reason why online dating doesn't work unless you're an Abercrombie & Fitch model. It probably doesn't even work for them because it seems like everybody f-ing lies. Notice the trend??? I'm a guy in my early fifties in good shape. I go to the gym 3 times a week and I'm healthy. If that's not good enough, move on. Just don't jerk me off... unless we both agree in advance.

You sure are sweetie!

Stop that Graeme! The more birthdays you have, the older I get because I'm right behind you.

Adventures of Tech Support Kitteah

I know what you did. It was a big mistake to leave me alive. You tried to kill me but like a poor workman, you botched the job. I begged you not too but you just laughed. My family didn't matter. Nothing mattered but you, your ego and your duplicity. You took it all. There was however a complication. I survived. For a while I didn't want to. I'm not sure how but I found a way. It wasn't easy and someday I will be sure to thank you for that. You really couldn't have picked a worse enemy if you tried. I'm cunning, resourceful, patient and creative. It's not hot rage that guides me. It is cold cunning. It's not emotion and anger. It is reason and the rage for revenge. I don't care how long it will take. You will never see it coming. I am going to make what you did to me look like the work of an amatuer. I'm going to make it last a long time. Sleep well. See you soon.

I'm no bigot but I REALLY don't want to share a bathroom with Cthulhu...

There's a difference between now and then. Our debt is a ticking time bomb. When that goes off, a nuke would do less damage.

Ok this is a really great Italian dish that you rarely see in restaurants. If done traditionally, it takes forever to make but this recipe is really good. You can use this sauce as a base for lasagna... if you don't eat it up first. It smells really incredible cooking. _____________________________________________ Easy Bolognese 1 Carrot 1 stalk of celery 1 onion Grate all three or use a food processor to shred. Don't go overboard- you don't want to liquify it. 2 cloves of garlic (crushed) 3 tbl spoons of olive oil Put olive oil in large sauce pan, apply medium heat. Add carrots, celery, onion and garlic. Saute and stir the vegetables. Cook for 5-7 minutes. Add 1 pound of lean ground beef or Italian sausage. Cook while stirring until meat is done. Add 1/2 cup of white wine. Add 1 table spoon of Italian seasoning to taste. Optional- add a little Basil and/or a couple of bay leafs. Take 1 X 8 ounce can of crushed tomatoes and run it through the food processor. Just bump it a couple of times. You need for there to be body in the tomatoes. Add 1/2 cup of chicken stock. Add tomato sauce to the mixture and stir. Simmer over low heat for 45 minutes. 10 minutes before its done, add 1/2 cup of half-and-half (cream). Stir in and it gives the sauce a lighter color and richer texture. <Note I forgot this part Serve over linguini or rigatoni with Italian bred. Sprinkle with parmesan or romano cheese. Goes really good with a light red wine.

The end is near! These are the best choices of our venerable political system and wise statesmen. I can only conclude that our civilization is in serious decline if the best we can do is the deeply corrupt, a socialist, billionaire blowhard grifter and a creepy religious fanatic. How did it come to this? The signs of decadence and stupidity have been here for some time. Reality TV. Music Television without music. Boy bands. Rap and hip hop. This civilization is on a downward trajectory and, the powers at be seem dead set to keep it on that course and double down. More debt. More useless spending. We can't be out of money, we've still got checks. Folks, this is like ignoring the tilt in the deck of the Titanic. When this ship of state goes down, it's going to take a shitload of people with it. It's way past time to vote for sanity. It's time to buy guns, dehydrated food and build bunkers. No. You can't have an abortion and fuck you if you need social services. The stupid. It burns. We are living in a new dark age for man kind: the Walmart Culture.

One of the best reasons to quit/avoid doing drugs are the dealers. Gone are the days you can share a joint with your English Lit professor. Now it is sketchy, twitchy guys who you would rather NOT know your name or where you live. The weed dealers used to be sweet, misguided lonely guys that you could get high and occasionally sleep with. The guys selling crystal, coke and other stuff you don't want to have anything to do with. the Maniac- this coke dealer is paranoid, jumpy and armed better than most battleships. He will kill you if your cell phone has the wrong ring tone. Tagline: I'm gonna bury you cock-a-roach! the Molester- this dealer wants you addicted and desperate so....ewww. You'll figure it out. Tagline: I'm sure that we can work something out. the Mobster- this dealer's name is always Joey. Everything is cool as long as nothing goes wrong but if anything does go sideways, he'll wack you and your whole family out to 3rd cousins. Tagline: Forgetaboutit. the Coke Bunny- the coke bunny is a dealer in that they sell you coke so that you can snort it with her/him. They'll tease you for hours but you won't be getting any of that. The coke-bunny will always be a smoking hot guy or chick. Either way, you still ain't gonna hit that. Tagline: You want a little more Sugar? the Soldier- the mercenary is just back from a long killing spree in South America and has a few keys he's looking to unload. Just hope that his PTSD isn't acting up and he doesn't have any combat flash-backs while the two of you are in the same state. Tagline: OOH RAH! the Bad Cop- this guy will sell you dope for years and then turn around and bust you for it when he needs to make his quota. Tagline: Trust me. the Rat- this guy is looking at 1000 years of mandatory minimums with everyone from the Feds down to the local Sheriff. His only hope is too betray and/or set-up everyone that he ever met since kinder-garden. Tagline: Remember me? We were in 3rd grade homeroom and I'm looking for an 8-ball... the X-kid- a really sweet dealer, the X-kid sells only E. He goes both ways and will sleep with everybody in the room and have deep discussions about his feelings. Most people like him until he gives them the clap. Tagline: Will NOT STFU the p0rn perv- If you end up doing his coke or crystal, you'll wake up and find yourself on the internet doing things... you would rather forget Tagline: You like horses? the Prick- this dealer gets off on having the dope and abusing the junkies that are addicted to it. He was probably a concentration camp guard in another life. Tagline: You like that bitch? ___________________________________________________________ Best of the Blog- 2009 4600 hits.

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The hazards of online dating.

It has been said that America and England are two nations divided by a common language. I can only imagine how difficult it is for those for whom English is a second language.

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.

Sometimes my cat takes over when I'm writing and you never know where.

Center for Disease Control Atlanta, GA 0150EST The National Guard DART (Disaster Assessment Recovery Team) Blackhawk did a touch and go on the pad atop the hot lab. It was just long enough for Rials to jump off with his sample case. He walked toward the receiving dock and stopped in the designated red square on the concrete. Two men in haz-mat suits with tanks on their backs came out and hosed him down with a chemical broth strong enough that it was guaranteed to kill any known and, hopefull