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It gives off a hypnotic glow Mr. Seo calls “my flower ... An elderly couple next to her on the mattress sipped herbal tea. Smoke from the kilns filled the pine-rimmed valley. Roasting inside a charcoal kiln has ...
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It's a blast," Mr. Maag said. "It's good to see the other chefs ... This summer she's also participated in the Pittsburgh Aviary's "Night at the Tropics" and the Mattress Factory's Urban Garden Party. For information ...
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Thousand Oaks, CA (PRWEB) July 5, 2010 -- Relief-Mart, Inc. (www.Tempflow.com) announces the official retail launch of the new Tempflow™ mattress after years of testing and development and... moreRocky Mountain Mattress Announces Innovative Tool for Quoting and Ordering Custom Mattresses Online
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(PRWEB) October 10, 2007 -- In an effort to avoid web site crashes and search engine issues, What's The Best launches a redesigned mattress buying guide. Mr. Welch, President of What's The... moreMyLuxuryMattress.com Announces the New Foundation Bedframe for Latex and Memory Foam Mattresses
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Open Question: What is the Spongebob Squarepants-Lost Mattress Hospital Organ Music?
Does anyone know what instrument is used on the Spongebob episode Lost Mattress when Mr. Krabs is in the hospital? It's some kind of creepy organ/piano hospital music. Any help? Here is the only clip that I could find where you can here some of the creepy organ/piano hospital music. Listen from 4:29-4:33. There is just a tiny bit of the music I'm talking about. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=odYMSTyh24E moreResolved Question: Mech Dedication Question: "Kno's rapping is borderline wack as usual"?
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=AlhY16SedGI_leAXEiK1utLsy6IX;_ylv=3?qid=20100907041144AAYSRe1 So this is borderline wack? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zPdMmmOIOeg "Fumblin with a sweat on my fingers, something impetuous lingers Become infected with feeling so I'm electing this evenin To end my life without reason cus I'm indicted for treason Closin my eyes and I'm leakin, drag the knife til I'm bleedin Cus its light that I'm seeking, feels only right that I'm meetin With Jesus seeking redemption but he don't need my repentance For he who feels my intentions sees that my deepest depression Is feeding me to these demons that lurk and feed on my essence The pain is deep in my chest and I keep repeatin my blessins Ever since a meek adolescence that saw me beaten by freshmen Parents repeatedly sentenced, heroin needles on dressers They used to feed their infection, I can't repeat indescretions So I pause for reflection, long for honest affection And gettin lost in the music is only soothin for stretches Cus if you knew where my head is, when I'm doing these records You'd never listen to my music again, I can't let you see" or this? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26GNjcQjh5Y "Walk up the rectangle steps, take a seat on the bus backpack, pack that sack meal for your lunch four cornered blackboard makes you act bored no use paying attention, now you facin suspension so its back on the block and they callin you square try to get the label off but youre glued to the cable box Closed Caption clothes and fashion, so attractive as you lay on a box spring and old mattress choices blocked off, childhood gone just future cubicles and retirement homes but you can't see it happenin, live savagely only thing you put passion in is Zig-Zag packaging swallow Oxycontins to find solace you need a fix so you hit some blockhead for his wallet but the gun jams and the cops come to take ya and now that bullet ain't the only thing thats caught up in a chamber" or even this? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fIZxemPgT3s "As the East vs. West winds blew, causing two Legends to Fall like maple leaves from escalated beef Assumed that the worst was over Til these cats started wearing shiny costumes like the 31st of October The weather's colder, but the word jacket/jack it Is what they did to people's styles, not what they covered they backs with Tactics of the skill impaired No Limit to what they'll do when the green is scarce Some be Thanksgiving for who they know, while others get jerked for loot Cause gettin signed ain't a turkey shoot No respect for the pilgrims who paved the way so you could rock that Just pop crap and Plymouth Rock-Rap Beyond gimmicks and fake plastic tits Outkast and Raekwon dropped fall classic discs Born to Roll, so I'm taking you back to school days of autumn Before the bottom dropped out in 2K" Sorry, I just find it inane to label Kno's rapping as "borderline wack", when he's truthfully a second coming of Mr. SOS in Cunninlynguists. Throughout their history, in my humble opinion, the members skill wise are: Deacon > Kno > Mr. SOS > Natti How in anyway is he whack? Also, Tunji from Inverse isn't better? I can understand the comments if it was only Thee Tom Hardy, but Tunji is one of the best new things to happen to underground rap as of lately. I'm just wanting to ask (since you don't check your email, and I really don't want to click on your blog) how is he wack? If you clicked on this, your opinion about Kno would be welcome. moreResolved Question: Glee fans! What's your favorite episode?
Mine are 'Ballad' and 'Mattress' Ballad because I thought the story line of Rachel having a crush on Mr. Schu was hilarious. Mattress because the acting was amazing,especially by Matthew Morrison(Mr. Schu) and Jessalyn Gilsig(Schu's wife). So my fellow glee fans,what are your favorites? moreResolved Question: URGENT Opinions on a short story!?
Ok I just decided to start this today for some reason haha. It needs a title, hasn't been finished, and needs to be edited too. But suggestions would be nice for the title and let me know if you would even be interested in reading the ending of the story if it's that boring. Also, what age does the author sound? Good story line? Full opinion please be honest. I'd rather not waste time finishing if it's bad ;] It’s 5am. Downtown Seattle. I’m not what you would call the “dream child”; I’ve been getting myself into trouble since the minute I was born. But nothing has ever landed me in the interrogation room before- it is quite different than I thought it would be. Dimly lighted, of course, but no double sided mirrors in sight. No, no mirrors or windows at all. Only dark-coated walls closing in, trying to squeeze out the truth. “Ms. Connors”, Officer Nole begins, “tell me everything you know.” Trouble is, I don’t know where to start. “The very beginning, I have time.” That was a lie. Only five years ago, life was normal- depending on how you define normal. I was your typical eight year old girl, madly into Disney channel. That part of my life didn’t last too long. Before I knew it, my life, as well as my family’s, had fallen to pieces. The past isn’t important, though. What matters is the present: all I know is that Lynnette Connors is dead, and she isn’t coming back. I lied again. The past is important, and who knows if Lynette is coming back? Nobody. This is full of lies. Prepare yourself, everything is not as it seems. Back to the past. I was only 8, clueless to the cruel world outside my home. My mother worked as a bank teller, and my dad an office secretary. Being a teller, my mom often worked crazy shifts, so I never really had the connection with her that I should have. Rather, I had one with my dad. He was my best friend. Even from the time I was little, I felt more comfortable with my dad around. We talked all the time, and shared every event of the day. Then again, that was then, and this is now. “My mother. She was my mother.” “Well, of course.” “She was killed by my father. My father.” “Do you know why?” “No. Not yet.” “No further questions”. Michelle. That’s my name. They call me “MC”. My dad came up with that one when I was little. The name stuck. But Mom never called me that. No, ‘my name was Michelle, and that’s what I was meant to be called’. Michelle. That’s the name the diary under the mattress was addressed to. Dearest Michelle... I hate to sound selfish, but I think you need to know a bit more about me. You know my name, but you don’t know that I’m 13 years old. Or that I’m in 8th grade. Or even that I’m “gifted”. That’s what my dad said. He said I had a gift for music, on the piano. I’ve never taken lessons; it just comes naturally. My grades don’t necessarily show my talents though. I’ve always had a hard time at school. Always off in my own world, never really paying attention. There’s no doubt in my mind that I could be smart, but I just don’t see why it’s worth the time. My mother was smart- and look where she ended up. I have a brother, Jacob. He’s... Let’s just say he’s the oddball of the family. He never really fit in; ever since he was born. Jake is about 4 now, and he’s much smarter and outgoing than the rest of us. By the time he was 1, he was singing his alphabet- and writing it. As earlier mentioned, my mom was smart. She started getting into trouble, as our luck may have it, but unlike other times, she documented it. She also knew exactly who would find it. That is why she addressed the diary to me, rather than Dad or Jacob. Yes, Lynnette Connors was a smart woman. Was. “Mr. Connors, where were you the night of July 27th?” “I was at my home. My anniversary day.” “Was your wife with you?” “No. She was with her boss. Or should I say boyfriend?” As I said, you shouldn’t assume this was an affair. You are far off, my friend. This was an unwilling scandal. Lynette Connors, as she was then, was 35 when she began work at the local Wachovia. Of course, she started at the bottom and worked her way to the top. Skilled as she was, it wasn’t long before she was there. After being promoted to bank teller on December 14th, Lynnette could feel the thrill, the excitement. However, as most good things, it didn’t last long. Being the overachiever she is, Lynnette stayed late after the bank closed to help with additional work, to clean up, organize, etc. On Christmas Eve, however, she heard a distinct clicking: the safe. The safe that held over $50 million cash. Antonio, or “Tony”, Lopienzo, planned on stealing it all. Lynnette was powerless, attempting to hide in the corner, but she was soon found. She was forced to vow to never speak of the incident. Had it been anyone else, she would have turned them in. But this guy was untouchable. Why? He was her boss. “How do you know where she was?” “They were in my house. In my bedroom. On mymy bed.” Lynnette never would have done this, at least under normal circumstances. No, never. She loved her husband, and her family. In fact, that is why she did this in the first place. Five years after the robbery, word got out of the missing money. How it happened? We don’t know. Why hadn’t that occurred earlier? Only God knows. What we do know is that Tony was mad, very mad. So mad indeed, that he threatened to kill her and her family. Desperate to save them, she begged and pleaded. Of course, we all know what he asked for, and she gave it. Not willingly; no, not in the least. But she did what she had to do. She did it for them. “You saw them together?” “Yes.” “And what did you do when you saw them?” “I grabbed the gun.” “Shot it?” “But I wasn’t aiming for her. I wanted Tony.” The confession started a riot. My father was arrested for murder in the first degree, and was given a trial date. Jake and I were forced into foster care for the time being. But I knew something was wr moreResolved Question: URGENT! Opinions needed on short story! Please read and comment :]?
Ok I just decided to start this today for some reason haha. It needs a title, hasn't been finished, and needs to be edited too. But suggestions would be nice for the title and let me know if you would even be interested in reading the ending of the story if it's that boring. Also, what age does the author sound? Good story line? Full opinion please be honest. I'd rather not waste time finishing if it's bad ;] It’s 5am. Downtown Seattle. I’m not what you would call the “dream child”; I’ve been getting myself into trouble since the minute I was born. But nothing has ever landed me in the interrogation room before- it is quite different than I thought it would be. Dimly lighted, of course, but no double sided mirrors in sight. No, no mirrors or windows at all. Only dark-coated walls closing in, trying to squeeze out the truth. “Ms. Connors”, Officer Nole begins, “tell me everything you know.” Trouble is, I don’t know where to start. “The very beginning, I have time.” That was a lie. Only five years ago, life was normal- depending on how you define normal. I was your typical eight year old girl, madly into Disney channel. That part of my life didn’t last too long. Before I knew it, my life, as well as my family’s, had fallen to pieces. The past isn’t important, though. What matters is the present: all I know is that Lynnette Connors is dead, and she isn’t coming back. I lied again. The past is important, and who knows if Lynette is coming back? Nobody. This is full of lies. Prepare yourself, everything is not as it seems. Back to the past. I was only 8, clueless to the cruel world outside my home. My mother worked as a bank teller, and my dad an office secretary. Being a teller, my mom often worked crazy shifts, so I never really had the connection with her that I should have. Rather, I had one with my dad. He was my best friend. Even from the time I was little, I felt more comfortable with my dad around. We talked all the time, and shared every event of the day. Then again, that was then, and this is now. “My mother. She was my mother.” “Well, of course.” “She was killed by my father. My father.” “Do you know why?” “No. Not yet.” “No further questions”. Michelle. That’s my name. They call me “MC”. My dad came up with that one when I was little. The name stuck. But Mom never called me that. No, ‘my name was Michelle, and that’s what I was meant to be called’. Michelle. That’s the name the diary under the mattress was addressed to. Dearest Michelle... I hate to sound selfish, but I think you need to know a bit more about me. You know my name, but you don’t know that I’m 13 years old. Or that I’m in 8th grade. Or even that I’m “gifted”. That’s what my dad said. He said I had a gift for music, on the piano. I’ve never taken lessons; it just comes naturally. My grades don’t necessarily show my talents though. I’ve always had a hard time at school. Always off in my own world, never really paying attention. There’s no doubt in my mind that I could be smart, but I just don’t see why it’s worth the time. My mother was smart- and look where she ended up. I have a brother, Jacob. He’s... Let’s just say he’s the oddball of the family. He never really fit in; ever since he was born. Jake is about 4 now, and he’s much smarter and outgoing than the rest of us. By the time he was 1, he was singing his alphabet- and writing it. As earlier mentioned, my mom was smart. She started getting into trouble, as our luck may have it, but unlike other times, she documented it. She also knew exactly who would find it. That is why she addressed the diary to me, rather than Dad or Jacob. Yes, Lynnette Connors was a smart woman. Was. “Mr. Connors, where were you the night of July 27th?” “I was at my home. My anniversary day.” “Was your wife with you?” “No. She was with her boss. Or should I say boyfriend?” As I said, you shouldn’t assume this was an affair. You are far off, my friend. This was an unwilling scandal. Lynette Connors, as she was then, was 35 when she began work at the local Wachovia. Of course, she started at the bottom and worked her way to the top. Skilled as she was, it wasn’t long before she was there. After being promoted to bank teller on December 14th, Lynnette could feel the thrill, the excitement. However, as most good things, it didn’t last long. Being the overachiever she is, Lynnette stayed late after the bank closed to help with additional work, to clean up, organize, etc. On Christmas Eve, however, she heard a distinct clicking: the safe. The safe that held over $50 million cash. Antonio, or “Tony”, Lopienzo, planned on stealing it all. Lynnette was powerless, attempting to hide in the corner, but she was soon found. She was forced to vow to never speak of the incident. Had it been anyone else, she would have turned them in. But this guy was untouchable. Why? He was her boss. “How do you know where she was?” “They were in my house. In my bedroom. On myHa thanks :] BTW I just turned 13 a while ago and I just graduated 8th grade so I guess she's just younger like me :] haha I'll email the rest to you guys when I finish! moreVoting Question: FOR ALL OF YOU LEBRON LOVERS?
I present to you Kobe Bryant. (Intro) He’s the best player in the game,it’s just that simple,theirs nothing that Kobe can’t do,he will defend your best player,he will shoot from the perimeter,he will get all in your mug,he will do whatever it takes,he is the most complete basketball player in the game today,ball or not,he has an assassin mentality,I said this weeks,I said this when the trade went down,and I’ll repeat it again,who starvin more, for an NBA World Championship,more than Kobe Bryant,there is no one,this guy is HOLLYWOOD,”What separates Kobe from the pack.”,More than Kobe Bryant,there is no one. Ok,Kobe doin work,two four on my shirt,he da greatest on da court,im da greatest on da verse,goin for the 4th ring like it was his first,gotta get da bling,do it for Kareem,two four so nice,my flow so mean,catch me at da game sitting next to ?.Ko Ko Kobe Bryant Nikes,purple gold strings,Ko Ko Kobe in da game dunkin on “The Whole Team”,Ba Black Mamba,attack conquer,basketball beast,ra rap monster,crossover good,or turn around jumper,or just drive da lane,and dunk on dunkers,u kno where is goin,its goin down yo,this da Lake Show,but dont drown tho,I call him King Bryant,now let da crown show. (skit) pass me da dam ball I dont need a pick at all,and dont worry bout my shot,cause imma get that off,yeaa,I drops 40 on ur double team,then I drop 81 on another team,yeaa..u better guard me wit caution,n watch how I’ll work em like an auction,Ha ha,no such thing as exhaustion no time for resting cause I dont take breaks,I I just break records,Ha,and I prefer da ball with 3 seconds,and I bet we gon win it all in 3 seconds,Ya digg,That is a guarantee apparently and please tell ur defense dont ever man to man with me,double team triple team,ur defenders sick of me,but,I never let them get to me,literally,step back and give dem a three ain ain’t no defending me. (Lebron Skit) Uh,never take a day off catch u at the top of the key and get a J off,baseline facetime tongue out like two three,even two three gotta love how I do me,pra practice while u sleep,practice in my sleep,stright out ,out of the High School,the brackets ain’t for me I will be jumping over u like I got a mattress at my feet n all Phil Jackson say is u better be passing it to me,I put the master in the peace,attack it like the beats,and I am starving for victory and dat means imma eat,and when dey ask u whos da best then the answer should be me,Ha Ha. (Skit) Call me Mr.Clutch or Mr.Automatic,I can post em up or Lamar will get da alley,Im goin for the ring,Im goin for the ring,I went to Beijing and came back with da bling,who dey want,dey want Kobe,and what he want,he want the trophy,the victory,and da glory,no Shaq,no Robert Horry,now break em off,Kobe break em off,Yea!,U better be where every Laker dont, Yea,just give him the ball and he’ll take it all,Yup,or he’ll probably be dishing it to Gasol,Yea,or give it to D Fish on the wing,Yea,or just let Ariza do his thing,Yea,cause im great and so is my team,Yea,do it for Magic,its showtime baby,I see nothing wrong with doing it four times baby,Im da best,Yes,He da best,Yeaa,dont worry Lebron,get em next year,now wuts defense to an assassin,killa instinct,MURDER THE BASKET,then steal da ball back,hold it for ransom,its more then a game,this is a passion,been an All-Star,been a Champion,free throw line,u hear em chantin,MVP!,MVP!,Kobe Bryant aka Envy Me,any D smash and D,whoever he is,he cant guard me,Ha Ha,he cant guard me.”So,there you have it,the over whelming answer was,KOBE BRYANT! moreResolved Question: Just 1 eyewitness represented the 1.5m Jews killed at the Reinhard Death camps, do you believe what he said?
Nuremberg Trial Transcript 8 325 27 Feb 1946 http://avalon.law.yale.edu/imt/02-27-46.asp#rajzman1 MR. COUNSELLOR SMIRNOV: Why was their hair cut off? RAJZMAN: According to the ideas of the masters, this hair was to be used in the manufacture of mattresses for German women. No men allowed on these mattresses. None of the hair mattresses were ever found.Shetlie - Because they would of been used at Nuremberg along with the shrunken heads and the video of the human skin lampshade as evidence of the murder of 6,000,000 JewsOC - Israel mainly, but also the US in the years following the war. The World Almanac volumes from 1945 to 1949 present two sets of figures for the world Jewish population, one attributed to the American Jewish Committee (AJC) and the other under the Almanac's own responsibility. The set from the AJC makes clear they use figures from 1938, "the last available data". Until 1949, the two sets of figures were very similar. But in 1949, the World Almanac gives the world Jewish population as 15,713,638, while the AJC number in the same volume (but for 1947) was 11,266,600.Alan - Witness testimony can not prove there was inplace a plan amongst the Nazis to kill Europe's Jews. moreResolved Question: How is my story so far?How can i make it better?
I felt the warmth of the sun on my face and I heard birds singing to the tone of walking on sunshine. I stretched my arms up so that my body formed a Y and yawned then I threw the covers off my body and sat up and slipped my feet into a nice, soft pair of fuzzy slipper. I walked over to my dresser and grabbed a silver hair brush and ran it threw my hair, It was as smooth and shiny as a brand new chocolate bar, I looked deeply into the mirror to see my hazel eyes turning yellowish. I smiled and walked out to the hallway and as I walked down the stairs, I felt unsettled, something was troubling me and I did not know what it was. I had just woken up, but that could not be my problem. It was the stairs! They were gripping me by my slippers. They were squeezing my feet. Then suddenly they let go. I lurched forward and then backward. I nearly fell forwards and could have rolled down them perhaps even to my death. But, why? “Mom the stairs are misbehaving again!!” I yelled but I didn’t hear a response “Mom?” I yelled again. I couldn’t move and I felt helpless, I finally got the stairs to let go of my feet and I was able to continue. I walked into the kitchen and looked around to find a pink piece of paper on the table. It was from my mom it read… Dear Avis, Sorry I was not here when you woke up but I had to get to work. Mr. Pearson called saying there was an emergency at the Department Of Magic, and they needed me in right away. See you when you get back From Tredwing. Love, Mom I threw down the note and anger, how could she do this to me, I walked over to the fridge and got out an apple. I bit into the apple and the juice flowed into my mouth, I walked up the stairs and into my room. I made my bed then looked around my room, walls the color of dark chocolate and cherry colored diamonds covered the wall and windows framed in heavy red velvet drapes. The window is large, covering most of the north wall and overlooks the valley in fall transition. The canopy bed is covered in Taupe Egyptian cotton sheets with a satin border cover the extra soft queen size mattress. To lay there is to lay in a dream. More pillows than necessary clutter the mass expanse of the headboard. The layers of quilted blanket provide warmth on the coldest nights. The mahogany of the bed make it a safe harbor in a troubled world. I sighed thinking how long it would be till I saw it again, I grabbed my large suit case and filled it with the school uniforms, my spell book, my extra clothing, Itouch, laptop, art stuff and more. I got changed. I wore a thermal 3/4 sleeve length beige shirt with little flowers on it. I wore a brown cami underneath. With it, I wore a corduroy brown/tan plaid mini skirt with plum leggings and moccasins. I grabbed my broom and suit case and flew off towards the bus station, it was exhilarating. I watched the clouds float by as big cotton balls. My ears had popped and hurt but I loved it. I went on my first ride before they changed the rules, We could not fly in the mortal world but I didn’t care I loved flying. I felt I was in my living room again. The sun was high in the sky and it was a beautiful picture. The rush of the wind I my face and then the bus station was coming up ahead. I landed and walked into the station, I tucked my broom in my suit case and walked up to the counter. I saw a man step out from the back “Yes Ma’am how may I help you today?” He asked and I looked at how he was dressed, he was wearing a red and black suit with black dress shoes and a gold tie. The gold name plate read JOSH I looked up at his face “Yes Professor Milton told me to tell you ‘Sweet trip to candy land please’” I said and the man nodded and looked around. Then he pushed a button under the desk and the book shelf opened up and I hurried in. moreVoting Question: good male role in urinetown?
I'm not super familiar with the script or music, but just from Youtube vids and wikipedia, the characters i like are the cop/narrator dude, Bobby, and caldwell. Could I get a general overview of the story too? Roles that I'd like to know more about are Officer Barrel, Mr. McQueen, and Hot Blades Harry. stuff about me to help you: first of all, i've not seen the musical, and am not super familiar with it, can anyone recommend what might be the most rock or pop song in it? i'm going to need to really like it in order to audition. I'm mostly a rock singer having played in several bands, but also have sang(sung?) alot of bach and other renaissance stuff, and itll be my first time doing theatre as a senior next year because ill finally have time second semester, but if i had to choose musicals i could sing well, disregarding whether or not i liked them, they would probably be one's like, Rent, Hair, Phantom of the Opera, Godspell, JC superstar, Mamma mia, footloose, bat boy, once upon a mattress, seussical; stuff like that, more rocky poppy stuff than traditional broadway. Oh haha and maybe that new american idiot one. I have a two and a half octave range without using falsetto, from D below the bass clef (only when i'm doing a vocal fry though) to the A above middle C (with some strain), and then an octave higher up to a high A using falsetto. My comfortable range though would probably be from low E to G above middle C, and then up to high G with falsetto. I'm obviously looking for something more towards a leading role, but i also like playing comic relief roles. at school i'm known for being somewhat cynical and a bit morbid, hence my asking about barrel, mcqueen, and harry. there's kind of a joke in my classes too that i'm a psychopath. it's alot less weird than it sounds. 4 hours ago - 4 days left to answer. Additional Details also, i forgot, one of the reasons for looking at mcqueen and barrel is that i'm kind of what people have noted to be "awkwardly feminine" at times, and also you know how high school boys these days love false homoerotic tensions. 2 hours ago also i forgot, i've never auditioned for a musical before, and would haveta search for a while for appropriate audition songs, and i of course appreciate all suggestions. I sing best in the key of E major, Bb major, and F# minor (the intervals are just easier for me in those keys) though thats not much of a problem these days with keyboard transposing and stuff. moreResolved Question: What's a good Male role to audition for in Urinetown?
I'm not super familiar with the script or music, but just from Youtube vids and wikipedia, the characters i like are the cop/narrator dude, Bobby, and caldwell. Could I get a general overview of the story too? Roles that I'd like to know more about are Officer Barrel, Mr. McQueen, and Hot Blades Harry. stuff about me to help you: first of all, i've not seen the musical, and am not super familiar with it, can anyone recommend what might be the most rock or pop song in it? i'm going to need to really like it in order to audition. I'm mostly a rock singer having played in several bands, but also have sang(sung?) alot of bach and other renaissance stuff, and itll be my first time doing theatre as a senior next year because ill finally have time second semester, but if i had to choose musicals i could sing well, disregarding whether or not i liked them, they would probably be one's like, Rent, Hair, Phantom of the Opera, Godspell, JC superstar, Mamma mia, footloose, bat boy, once upon a mattress, seussical; stuff like that, more rocky poppy stuff than traditional broadway. Oh haha and maybe that new american idiot one. I have a two and a half octave range without using falsetto, from D below the bass clef (only when i'm doing a vocal fry though) to the A above middle C (with some strain), and then an octave higher up to a high A using falsetto. My comfortable range though would probably be from low E to G above middle C, and then up to high G with falsetto. I'm obviously looking for something more towards a leading role, but i also like playing comic relief roles. at school i'm known for being somewhat cynical and a bit morbid, hence my asking about barrel, mcqueen, and harry. there's kind of a joke in my classes too that i'm a psychopath. it's alot less weird than it sounds. moreResolved Question: How soon before illegals here start sleeping in your yard sheds and even your trees Residents powerless?
How soon before the illegals here copy the UK'S illegals moved into the gardens of at least six properties since November last year, leaving a trail of cider bottles, bags of human waste and drugs needles behind them and get this Though homeowners have appealed for help, the police and council say they cannot arrest the trespassers - who have no passports and are mostly from Eastern Europe - because they claim it is a civil, not a criminal matter. How soon before illegals here start doing the same sleeping in your yard , your sheds and even your trees as they cannot afford their own homes and will the police here be as helpless ? http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1259279/Residents-powerless-remove-illegal-immigrants-gardens.html At first sight, the piles of rubbish and debris strewn across this garden make it look just like a rubbish tip. But on closer inspection, it is revealed to be a makeshift camp for desperate Eastern European immigrants. Around a dozen are camping out in residents' gardens, sheds and even their trees as they cannot afford their own homes. Those who live in the street in Peterborough, Cambridgeshire, have been told they are powerless to remove the trespassers taking The immigrants gained access to the land through an open alleyway and sleep on dirty mattresses, using rolled-up blankets as pillows. Ian Treasure, 41, one of the homeowners affected by the camps, said a man named Joseph from the Czech Republic was living in his garden coal shed. Disgrace: Drugs and rubbish litter the area, but the local council and police are powerless to step in Despite six phone calls to Peterborough City Council pleading with them to evict the immigrants and remove the mountains of dumped rubbish, he could not get the man to leave. Mr Treasure said: 'The area has become overrun. It is disgusting and the worst thing is that nobody is doing anything about it. Every day it gets worse. 'It all started in November. I was looking out of the window and I saw a mattress in my coal shed. I went out and it turned out I had a lodger there. 'I'm not sure how many there are because I try to stay away from them but I'm fed up because they regularly drink in our gardens and take drugs.' Mr Treasure said he had asked the man, who speaks broken English and has scabs on his face, to leave dozens of times. 'The angriest I have got was the first time I saw drug needles there in January. I freaked out,' he said. Mr Treasure added that he was incredibly frustrated that the council and police had done nothing to help him. He added: 'The police's hands are tied. All they can do is just move them on and then they would be back so it would be a waste of time.' Ricky Smith, 23, attempted to remove the squatter in his shed after catching him defecating on his lawn on Wednesday night. He said: 'I slung all his belongings into a pile and told him to get out. I haven't seen him since so hopefully he has got the message. Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1259279/Residents-powerless-remove-illegal-immigrants-gardens.html#ixzz0igbNOtIC How long before this begins happening here in the USA? Would residents in our Southern border states say that it’s happening already? moreResolved Question: Percy Jackson, is anyone else mad?
Ok so I just saw Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief, after I previously had read the book. WHen I saw it, it was totally different! I am really upset! These are some things they changed: 1.Annabeth is supposed to have blonde curly hair.She seems more in love with percy than his friend. she never calls him seaweed brain 2.Grover is supposed to be nature loving and quiet, but in the movie he is always talking to girls and seems like the life of the party. Also, the kids are supposed to be in 6th grade when they are like 18 in the movie! 3.They cut out the oracle,Mr.D, the love boat scene, and ares alltogether. Also, Clarisse wasnt in it! during capture the flag, percy fought AGAINST annabeth, when they r supposed 2 b on a team They added a scene with a hydra monster, which us in the 2nd or 3rd book! Also, they left Grover in the underworld, not Sally. Plus, there is a battle scene between Luke and Percy, which doesn't happen in the book. also, chiron knew right away percy was son of poseidon. he didnt even go to the hermes cabin. also, on their quest they take medusa's head with them, not mail it to olympus. they leave out thalia and percy's oracle. they leave out the bus scene with the furies. they leave out the mattress store. who agrees it was WAY different??? it was like a completely different story??? if you know why they changed it can u tell me please?? and is it just me, or are you mad about this???also they left out the scene with the hellhound moreResolved Question: The truth about Kobe Bryant.?
I want to be the best I want to be the best that ever played That's why I play the game And to be the best you have to win That's what drives me [NBA analyst talking] He's the best player in the game It's just that simple There's nothing that Kobe Bryant can't do He will defend your best player He will shoot from the perimeter He will get all in yo mug He will do whatever it takes He is the most complete basketball player In the game today - bar none He has an assassins mentality I said this week, I said this when the trade went down And I will repeat it again Who's starving more for an NBA World Championship More than Kobe Bryant? There is no one This guy is Hollywood What separates Kobe from the pack? More than Kobe Bryant, there is no one OK Kobe doin work 24 (two-four) on my shirt He the greatest on the court And I'm the greatest on the verse Going for the 5th ring like it was his first Gotta get the bling Do it for Kareem! 24 (two-four) so nice, my flow so mean Catch me at the game sitting next to Goldestein Kobe Bryant Nikes, purple gold strings, Kobe in the game dunking on your team Black Mamba, attack conquer Basketball beast, rap monster Crossover good, a turnaround jumper Or just drive in the lane and dunk on dunkers You know where it's going, it's going down yo This is the Lakeshow, but don't drown though I call him King Bryant, now let the crown show [Talking] I'm definitely, I'm just lost for words I mean, he's amazing Pass me the damn ball I don't need a pick at all And don't worry bout my shot Cus I'ma get that off Yea, I drops 40 on your double team Then I drop 81 on another team Yeah, you better guard me with caution And watch I work em like an auction No such thing as exhaustion No time for resting Cus I don't take breaks I just break records And I prefer the ball with 3 seconds And I bet we gone win it all in 3 seconds Ya dig? That is a guarantee Apparently And please tell your defense Don't ever man to man with me Double team, triple team Your defenders sick of me But, I never let em get to me Literally Step back and give em a three Ain't no defending me One guy certainly envious of the way Bryant's playing lately LeBron James [LeBron James talking] I've been recorded saying that He's definitely the best player in our League Um, to me, in my eyes The best scorer in our League And there's not another guy in our League That can accomplish some of the things That he's doing Never take a day off Catch you at the top of the key And get a J off Baseline facetime Tongue out like 23 (two-three) Even 23 (two-three) gotta love how I do me Practice while you sleep Practice in my sleep Straight outta high school Tha brackets aint for me I will be jumping over you Like I got a mattress at my feet And all the Phil Jackson teams Better be passing it to me I put the master in the beast Attack you like a beast I am starving for victory And that means ima eat And when they ask you who's the best Then the answer should be me [Elie Seckbach talking with Mikael Pietrus] Reporter: Who's the best player in the NBA? Mikael: Um, I'll say Kobe Bryant. Reporter: Really? Why? Mikael: Because you never know what you're gonna get Call me Mr. Clutch or Mr. automatic I can post em up, or Lamar go get the ally I'm going for the ring I'm going for the ring I went to Beijing And came back with the bling Who they want? They want Kobe And what he want? He want the trophy The victory And the glory No Shaq No Robert Horry Now break em off, Kobe break em off You better be where that Laker don't Yea, just give him the ball and he take it off Or he properly dishing it to Gasol Or give it to D-Fish on the wing, yeah Or just let lil Ariza do his thing, yeah Cus I'm great, and so is my team, yeah [I thought you want to be the greatest] Do it for Magic It's your time baby I see nothing wrong with doing it 5 times baby I'm the best yes And he the best yeah Don't worry LeBron - get 'em next year Now what's defense To an assassin Killer instinct Murder the basket Then steal the ball back Hold it for ransom It's more than a game This is a passion Been a All-Star, been a Champion Free throw line, you hear em chanting MVP MVP Kobe Bryant aka Envy Me In knee deep, smash any D Whoever he is he can't guard me He can't guard me moreResolved Question: what is this youtube video called?
so my friend wanted me to check this youtube poop video out on youtube. he said that it was a episode on mr. krabs mattress. i checked some videos that showed me it and none of them were it. its more than 6 minutes definitely. and ideas or links? moreResolved Question: Element riddles??????
Each answer is an element on the Periodic Table. 1. To add spices 2. What may be granted after a divorce 3. An asian subcontinent 4. Grab him 5. What the cowboy said after riding the bronco 6. View by a boy names calvin 7. Not fat 8. A famous english teacher 9. To press a shirt 10. Well drillers chant 11. He who rules the seas 12. Large building used to store automobiles 13. What I do when im hungry 14. Mind your own ... 15.what police do to a place of illegal activity 16. What factories that manufacture cloth have 17 if you are pro money you are 18 mattresses may be soft or 19 a kind of car 20 what the farmer said to the rancher about runaway cattle 21. Opposite of guyium 22. Some titles are used on walls others as.. instrumenton your coat . Its very ... 24. Musical instrament 26. Two halfes make a ... 27. What lies at the end of the yellowbrick road... 28. Mr. Foss in our favor.. 29. What reverened sam does with couples 30.dog owned by mickey mouse moreResolved Question: Fairly Odd Parents quote question...?
In the episode with the mattress king (i think) at one point cosmo sings "Here i come, Mr. Fairy Universe!". Could somebody please tell me what the name of the episode this is from is. Oh, and any links to a video with it would be greatly appreciated :] Thanks in Advance :D moreResolved Question: do you like my story?
here it is... A week before the tragedy: " Frank, you don't have to do this." "I do." He said, letting out a shaky breath. " I'll be right here beside you, I love you" I whispered, reassuring him best I could. Frank smiled. "Your all I need" He whispered before pecking me on the lips. Frank stood there for a minute, and then he rang the doorbell. Once. twice. Three times. "Maybe they aren't home" I suggested nervously, but just then the door opened and there they were, Franks mother and father, dressed in their usual classy clothes. " Frank?" Mrs. Iero asked. "Hi, mom, hey dad, can I come in?" He said nervously. "Sure! sure, come on in, Frank, and er, who is this?" 'Mom, this is Mikey Way.." Frank trailed off, as we both stepped inside the warm house. "Mom, dad, I'd l-like you to m-meet my boy friend." He stuttered. I held Frank hand and squeezed, whatever happened, I wanted him to know I was there for him. "Your what?" his dad growled, as Mrs. Iero sat, emotionless in shock at the kitchen table. " Mr. Iero, I'm Franks boyfriend." I repeated politely. Rage seemed to be the prominent emotion on Mr. Ieros face. "Boyfriend? did you say? So your telling me my sons a fagot?" He hissed. " Frank Anthony Iero! I cant believe this! After everything I taught you, you turn into a Pansy!? How dare you step into my house. Get out. Now." Mr. Iero screamed, as Mrs. Iero burst into tears. "Dad, wait just a minute-" Frank tried to say, but Mr. Iero cut him off. "No. Get out, your a disgrace, a failure, you don't deserve to be in this family!" He yelled, grabbing the only picture of Frank off the table and chucking it in the garbage. "Get out!" He repeated. And so we did, we ran all the way back to our hotel, five blocks away. Frank was never the same after that. I should have seen what was coming. " You told me you loved me!" I screamed, falling to the floor in agony as he grabbed his suit case. " Mikey, I do love you, I just don't love you enough anymore." He said, moving closer towards the door in the dimming light of the two dollar bulb that I had bought just three days ago. " Make it enough then! I know you don't love me, but cant you just pretend?" I choked out through the tears. "whats the point of pretending if we both know the truth?" Frank Iero sighed. " Love has no opposite." I yelled. "Look, Mikey, you deserve someone who can love you just as much as you love them." Frank hissed grimly. "But I don't want someone else, I know things are hard right now for you and I, I know what your dad thinks, I know he calls you a fagot for being with a guy, but Love is being with someone when things get hard and staying." I sobbed, trying my hardest to make Frank see reason. But it just wasn't happening. "No, you know what? don't make this about my fucking dad! I deserve to be with someone I love! Okay, Mikey?" He growled in rage, I should have known it was his stupid dad that corrupted him to come to this sorry decision. Or maybe I just wasn't good enough for him anymore. "Don't end this.." I whispered, trying to win a lost battle. "Everything ends, goodbye, Mikey Way." He said, walking out the hotel door. Everything ends, my mind repeated numbly, as my eyes darted to the mattress for a split second. I smiled Deciding that, like always, frank Iero was right, everything does end. Using all the strength I could muster, I crawled slowly over to the bed. The same bed that me and Frank had slept on just a few small hours ago. And with a shaky hand, I pulled out a gun that was hidden under the mattress. I have no idea why Frank had insisted on having a gun, but I'm glad he did. It would make things so much easier. "I would die for you" I whispered, pulling the trigger. The pain is nothing compared to the one Frank had stitched in my heart, but still, as the bullet ripped through my body, I convulsed and screamed. " I loved you" I mumbled, my last breath moving through me as everything ends. moreResolved Question: So ... Are you a Gleek?
I am a MAJOR GLEEK!!!!!!!!! :D Are you? A few questions (like a survey): Who's your favourite character? What's your favourite episode? What's your favourite song? What's your favourite dance scene? What is the scene that is the funniest? What is the scene that is the saddest? Mine go: - Rachel (I am like her :D) or Mr Schu (he's a hottie!) - BALLAD! or Mattress :D - I love ALL the songs from Glee ... I bought both CD's and all the singles that weren't on the CD's :D But if I had to pick, Sweet Caroline, Halo/Walking on Sunshine, You Keep me Hanging on and Don't stand so close to me (young girl) :) - I really loved the Jump dance scene, and also the boys and girls mash-ups ... the songs It's my life/Confessions and Halo/Walking on Sunshine :D - The funniest scene is in the ep BALLADS, where Mr Schu sings Don't Stand So Close to Me (young girl) to Rachel, and then he asks "Do you get the message I was trying to give you" ... and she responds with "Yes ... it means I'm very young and it's hard for you to stand close to me!" :D haha! - Saddest scene ... either; when Finn is upset about Quinn being pregnant and needs a hug from Mr Schu ... I was crying my eyes out :( or it is the scene where Mr Schu finds out about Terry's fake pregnancy ... that was an extremely intense and sad scene D: So have fun Gleeks out there! xP.S. You don't have to answer all the Questions ... :D moreResolved Question: I caught my heterosexual boyfriend...?
...in bed with a man, i forgave him instantly and we were going strong as ever. Then the other day i walked in on him masturbating wearing my jimmy choos and with a 'Mr.Charming' sex toy up his you-know-what...So he said sorry and said he wouldnt do it again. About five minutes ago I found DVDs entitled 'Bareback Mountain' and 'Sugar Daddy 5' under our mattress. I have no recollection of owning such adult material. I'm planning to throw him out and he should have a place to stay with one of his gay friends? Am I over reacting?What should I do? ADVICE would be great, thank you x moreResolved Question: Speaker John Bercow orders £20,000 refurbishment - Am I getting a feeling of Déjà vu on this expense issue?
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk_politics/8184953.stm Please note that his predecessor, Mr Martin spent £724,600 of public money on the flat from 2000 to 2008 - More than enough to build a 5 bed luxury house and kit it out. Now he wants to spend £6,764.30 on a new sofa suite, £760 on a window seat cushions, £3,600 on window locks, £90.95 on mattresses and sheets and £275 on eight lampshades. Other costs include £3,880 on planters to make the terrace more child friendly and £1,087 on decorating a study to turn it into a playroom. Surely he wouldn't spend this much if he was paying for it from his pocket. moreResolved Question: Can you translate the spanish stuff in this song?? It's part english/ part spanish?
Haha Its Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remix, you know that S 75 Street Brazil? Well this year gon be called Calle Ocho, Que ola cata, Que ola omega and this how we gon do it Dale, one-two-three-four Uno-dos-tres-cuatro I know you want me (want me) you know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me you know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me (want me) you know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me You know I want cha (want cha) (Hahaha) one-two-three-four Uno-dos-tres-cuatro Rumba (Si) Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?) Rumba (Si) Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?) Si verdad que tu eres guapa, Yo te voy a poner gozar Tu tiene la boca grande dale ponte a jugar (Como) one-two-three-four Uno-do'-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!) [Verse 1:] 6 to tha clock, on my way to the top uh, Pit got it locked from brews to the locker, R.I.P uh, big and pac, That he's not, but damn he's hot, label flop but Pit wont stop, got her in the car, quit playin' with his (Como?) watch him make a movie like Albert Hitchcock, Enjoy [Chorus:] I know you want me (want me) you know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me you know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me (want me) you know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me You know I want cha (want cha) one-two-three-four Uno-dos-tres-cuatro Rumba (Si) Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?) Rumba (Si) Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?) Si verdad que tu eres guapa, Yo te voy a poner gozar Tu tiene la boca grande dale ponte a jugar (Como) one-two-three-four Uno-dos-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!) [Verse 2:] Mami got an ass like a donkey, with a monkey, look like King Kong, welcome to the crib, 305 thats what it is, with a woman down ya s*** dont play games, they up the chain, and they let her do everythang and anythang, hit tha thang and they love it gettin' it in, gettin' on, all night long (Dale) [Chorus:] I know you want me (want me) you know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me you know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me (want me) you know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me You know I want cha (want cha) one-two-three-four Uno-do'-tres-cuatro Rumba (Si) Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?) Rumba (Si) Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?) Si es verdad que tu ere guapa, Yo te voy a poner gozar Tu tiene la boca grande dale ponte a jugar (Como) one-two-three-four Uno-do'-tres-cuatro [Verse 3:] Baby you can get it, if you wit it we can play, baby I got cribs, I got condos we can stay, even got a king size mattress we can lay, baby I dont care, I dont care, what they say [Chorus:] I know you want me (want me) you know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me you know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me (want me) you know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me You know I want cha (want cha) one-two-three-four Uno-dos-tres-cuatro Rumba (Si) Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?) Rumba (Si) Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?) Si es verdad que tu ere guapa, Yo te voy a poner gozar Tu tiene la boca grande dale ponte a jugar (Como) one-two-three-four Uno-dos-tres-cuatro moreResolved Question: What do you think of this?
Okay, this was pretty spur of the moment. so it kinda cuts of in the middle of a paragraph, but what do you think of the beginning of this story. Called, Duty To Save. She was curious; intrigued by the constantly changing orange blurs. She watched carefully from her doorstep as everyone, from children to the elderly, passed by her. A woman probable in here late seventies hobbled past, turning to smile at her. The little girl waved. “Morning, Mrs Hilder,” she called. The woman’s face crinkled as her smile reached her eyes. “Good morning, Kali.” And she continued on down the road with no recognition as to the ticking clock hovering like a cloud above her head. The door clicked open behind her. “Kali, what are you doing out here?” Kalilah’s mother peered around the door in her dressing gown. “The sun woke me up. I was watching the time.” Her mother picked at a stray piece of pale blue cotton hanging from the gown. Her voice was sceptical when she spoke. “Oh, really…” “Mummy, they really are there. By the way, Mr Kelton next door is on his way out next month.” Her mother – Terrie – gasped and pulled her daughter inside. “Kalilah, it isn’t true. There are no clocks over people’s heads. People die, of course they do but we don’t know when in advance. The world just doesn’t work like that, sweetie.” She swept a long, black strand of hair behind Kalilah’s ear and skimmed the hand along her jaw. A fat, wet tear trickled down Kalilah’s cheek and she ran to her room. The time counters did exist, and she could see them. She recalled the time when she would go days without speaking to her mother; hiding in her room to avoid seeing the little orange counter above her head. A year ago her mother had been diagnosed with cancer and the lingering timer had come dangerously close to zero, but the doctors cleared that up. At least she thought. That was before she learnt how to control her ‘gift’. In short, she can see when people will die. She could see the tiny floating countdowns following everyone wherever they went, but never her own, and this frustrated her incredibly. She sobbed into the pillow, and gripped at the covers until her knuckles turned white from the strain. She threw her toys from her bed, flinging them across the room in anger. “Why will no one believe me?” Kalilah cried in frustration. She sank into the mattress and pulled the covers over her head. “Because your insane, now stop yelling,” her sister, Shanti commanded, throwing the toys back on top of her. Shanti was right, Kalilah thought. She swore one day she would prove them wrong. One day Kalilah Salih would save whoever and whatever she could. Fourteen Years Later Kalilah rubbed her fingers in smooth circles over her temples and paused to take an aspirin. “Derek, please, will you just deal with the faxes first. They’re the most important, do them first,” she instructed slowly, giving him no chance to interrupt her again. Her head was pounding and her only hope was for the gradually turning hands on her clock. “But...” “Just do it Derek.” Kalilah got to her feet and stood square with the man in front of her. Derek was roughly her height, give or take an inch, with spiky black hair and a constantly dumbfounded expression. Quickly, she walked over to the fax machine, her high heels clicking softly on the tile. She placed the clipboard she had slipped from Derek’s hands and placed it next to the machine. Taking a pen – that she had clicked to the rim of her pencil skirt at her waist – she led her hand glide across the page, filling out the first memo, before turning once more to face Derek. “See, it isn’t that hard. Now, please do your job.” She grabbed her bag and made for the elevator turning to glance at Derek over her shoulder. She briefly activated his countdown in her mind and sighed as she saw the little orange year count. Eighty five years. She prayed silently that she wouldn’t know him for that long. She stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor. The usual swirling sensation in the pit of her stomach made her feel nauseous when coupled with her throbbing head and she clutched the elevator bar. When the elevator finally made it down to parking lot and the doors slid open it was silent. There was no sound at all as she walked to her car and unlocked the driver’s side. She threw her bag into the seat next to her. moreResolved Question: please he!p i need to know what to do!!?
ok well on last saturday 13 th june it was my friends birthday party his name is lets call him mr j and his step sister lets call her ms m is like my best friend anyways i ended up sleeping over and i really like mr j he is gorgeous and so sweet and funny ... anyway some friends and i not girls boys besides ms m and i were in the shed and mr j just left the shed and people kno i like mr j and they were all like wen mr j comes bak give him a birthday kiss and im all like yeh 4 sure thinkin they were jokin then wen he came bak nick is like oh mr j can taron[me] give you a birthday kiss and we were laying down on a mattress and he looked at me like woah like an attracted kinda look like he wanted 2 so i kissed him [he is a great kisser] and all of that night it was just on going attraction and me ms m mr j / mr j's friends and i were watching texas chainsaw massacre and mr j was nxt 2 me and im a big kinda sook and it scared me a bit and i would roll over and like bury my face in like mr j's shoulder and yeah and then they had a tent set up 4 mr j's friends and him 2 sleep and me / mr j / ms m / ms m's boyfriend went 2 the tent ms m and her boy were snuggled up and me and mr j were in the swag together messing around like talking and that then he gotout [he had 2 deal with his friends] he came back wit um _ _ _ _ _ _ _ for him nd ms m's boy and he got bakin the swag and ms m is like mr j dou hav ur pants off then he is like yeh and ms m was like no you dnt and then he took his pants off and then told me 2 take my pants off and then me and him played thi s game between us and evrytime we got a question right we got 2 ask the other person a question then aftr that me and him were laying in that swag with like no pants and on lol and yeah then his friends came 2 the swag and undone the zip embarassing and then we put our pants back on and yeah then we payed this paper game u had 2 suck the paper and wen u got 2 sum 1u like u drop the paper and kiss them since there were 2 girls we had 2 keep running between the boys lol weird but anyway wen it got 2 mr j i had 2 b nex 2 him coz hima nd ms m would b weird and mr j dropped the paper lol dunno if accident or wot but yeah and then we all were in the shed listening 2 scary stories and then i had been in side and i came into the shed there was no room for me to sit or lay and mr j was like come over her sxc and i was like ok [ithink he was joking]] anyway then l8r on wen evry1 was tired we were goin 2 like where we were sleeping and mr j was like taron [me] dnt b shy 2 come 2 our tent and well we went 2 sleep [me and ms m were in the shed ] an then i woke up in the middle of the night and went 2 get a drink came bak 2my shed and where i was ther was no more room so then i went 2 the tent and most of them were awake including mr j so i got in the swag with him he held my hand and yeah basically i just told u the best parts of my night but they were all the signs that mr j was giving me that he likes me i think anyway i dnt go out wit him i didnt them and arent now but does he like me cozi really want 2 go out wit him soryy for typing so much but seriously i just wanted you all 2 kno why i thought he mite like me he is a really sweet boy and yeah so Thank You <333 Taron moreResolved Question: Are many illegals tricking us You'd see this guy on a street corner & youd say He could barely rub two nickles?
Are many illegals tricking us You'd see this guy on a street corner & you'd say He could barely rub two nickles together ?ATLANTA | Angel Haro-Perez certainly didn't look like a drug lord. Police and federal agents arrested him in December 2007 in a rented house in a lower-middle-class neighborhood about a half-hour's drive from downtown Atlanta. The raised ranch is tucked off the interstate, where billboards advertise $69.99 motel rooms and secondary highways are dotted with strip malls and commercial shipping centers. Inside, agents found air mattresses on the floor, a few changes of clothes, a laptop computer. And $750,000 in cash stuffed in closets. "You'd see this guy on a street corner and you'd say, 'He could barely rub two nickels together,'" said Rodney Benson, special agent in charge of the Drug Enforcement Administration's Atlanta Field Division, "never mind he's here directly taking orders from representatives in Mexico." Authorities say Mr. Haro-Perez was the Atlanta head of the Gulf Cartel, one of Mexico's most powerful drug-trafficking organizations, in charge of distributing drugs, collecting proceeds and keeping the books for the entire operation. Mr. Haro-Perez's lawyer, Thomas Wooldridge, says his client is an American citizen who has no connection to Mexican drug cartels and was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. He faces life in prison and is scheduled for trial later this month. Authorities say Mr. Haro-Perez is typical of cartel members and associates working in the U.S.: They keep a low profile, avoid violence and work quietly to traffic tons of drugs — cocaine, heroin, marijuana and methamphetamine — into the U.S. while smuggling billions of dollars back across the border. And they do it while remaining virtually invisible to the community and general public. While brutal violence among drug-trafficking groups in Mexico, especially along the U.S. border, has drawn unprecedented attention from politicians, the media and the American public, among U.S. law enforcement officials, the cartels are old news. They've been seeping into American cities for more than a decade; a 2008 report noted the presence of distribution networks linked to them in 203 cities throughout the U.S. http://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2009/jun/07/mexican-drug-cartels-hide-in-plain-sight-in-us/?feat=home_cube_position3 moreResolved Question: My wife say there new law from Gordon Brown? Husbands now also manslaves?
Wife say after work I have to mop floor, hoover all rooms, and clean all windows with Mr Sheen to get a treat of dinner. Then she go to bed and I wash up all dishes and sleep in living room on inflatable mattress. She say if I no do, she boot me from her house and invite neighbor for fun and frolics everyday. moreResolved Question: What can be done about someone forging your name on a contract?
A former friend wanted to lease some of our land. We said NO. We did not wish to enter into a business agreement with him. My husband wrote him a "letter of intent" that our former friend "Mr Cain" had been storing wood on our property and he was welcome to do so unless either party gave a thirty day notice to terminate the agreement. Mr. Cain made our property look like a junkyard with mattresses, tools, toys, tires, a camper etc...He also allowed unsupervised open burning that twice almost set fire to our storage shed and spread to the neighboring fields. Both times 911 had to be called and firetrucks from 3 surrounding areas had to spend 2 hours each time with volunteer firefighters fighting the fire. So we asked him to leave. We asked him this a year ago. We have been way too tolerant, so finally we went to a lawyer who had him served with legal papers to vacate the property by a certain date. Of course the date came and went with no action on his part. There has never been any money exchanged, he gave us free access to his wood for two years when we heated our home with wood. We have not needed his wood for two years, and that has also been restated through our lawyer. Now this man has presented a contract supposedly signed by my husband that he created through cut and paste for lease of this piece of land through February 2010 for FREE. We are very upset and wonder if we have any civil recourse. Our attorney says it is not forgery unless it is presented as a legal document in a court of law. Can he get by with this? What can we do? moreResolved Question: help with the periodic table of elements!?
i need help finding these jokes i'm really lost. they answers are all elements from the periodic table. for example: what do you do with dead people? answer: barium lol get it yeah so. here they are. 1.An amusing prisoner 2.what may be granted after a divorce 3.what a doctor does 4.have went 5.to add spices 6.an asian sub-continent 7.grab him 8.a kitchen work area 9.what eh cowboy said after riding the bronco 10.view by a boy named calvin 11.the lone rangers horse 12.a famous english theater 13.police oficer 14.not fat 15.well drillers chant 16.he who rules the sea 17.large builing used to store auromobiles 18.what i do when i'm hungry 19.gin with water in it 20.what police do to a place of illegal activity 21.what factories that manufacture cloth have 22.if you are not pro mony you are 23.mind you own 24.they injected the spy with truth 25.what the farmer said to the rancher about runaway cattle 26.mattresses may be soft or 27.some tiles are used on walls, others as 28.put on your coat it's very 29.what you get when you cut a whole in two parts 30.to halves make a 31.musical instrument 32.a kind of car 33.molly's jeans 34.what lies at the end of the yellow brick road 35.a bullocks favorite alcoholic beverage 36.mr. foss is in our favorite 37.dog owned by mickey musium 38.what reverend same does with couples 39.carbonated soft drink 40.said to the runner after completing the marathon 41.what actors do in theaters moreResolved Question: Math help!!!???!!!????!?
for each situation: 1.Define your variables. (tell what x and y stand for with words) 2. Write a syatem of equations to represent the situation. 3. Solve the system 4. Answer the question with a sentence. (yes, capital letter, grammer and punctuation) A. Jose has $375 in an enevlope under his mattress. He is able to save $25 each week. Philipe has $425 stashed in his favorite book on the book shelf. Philipe is only able to save $15 per week. How long will it be before Jose has as much money as Philipe?? AND... Mr. T bought 5 regular bagels and 4 "top self" bagels at the bagel shop last week end for $9.11. "top self" bagels cost $0.50 more than regular bagels. How much does each type of bagel cost? moreResolved Question: Is this short story good?
I just asked this question but the story didn't paste all the way... lets see if does this time. Is this good? And if you're going to say "No" please explain why so I know. It didn't get accepted into the lit mag last year... why do you think? thanks! :) Dear Mr. McKay, They say being in Iraq gets you thinking kind of crazy. But me, no. Me, I just wouldn’t look at those starving faces and hollowed eyes. The sorrowful stares from the mothers of brittle children, clutching their fragile bodies in their arms as they step over the piling bodies. So careful not to lend so much as a glance at the dead victims killed by their own country’s people. I’ve had paled teens stumble to me, screaming words of profanity. I didn’t know how to tell them that I was there to help them. The next day they’re just another victim of insurgents. I didn’t see deep into this crisis, however. My selfish mind screamed for better food, a more comfortable mattress to sleep on and thicker windows to keep the dry land’s sand and bizarre insects out. I know it seems preposterous, but I did not see past my own problems. I didn’t realize how so very small they were compared to the suffering people we saw every day right in front of our eyes. I guess my own eyes just passed right over them. There were so many people around me but I felt… so lonely. This caused my selflessness to flee. Here I was, a soldier, serving his country, and I was grotesquely self-centered. Then one day, on the 20th of November in 2007, I thought of Rebecca. And for reasons unbeknownst to me, I could not seem to get her out of my head that day. I just kept thinking of her smile, her eyes, the way she laughed at everything I said, even if it wasn’t the least bit funny. That day we were out in a ghost town, me and four other guys when something caught my eye. A flash of light hair. A glimpse of bare feet disappearing behind a shack. I abandoned the others, my mind losing control of my body. My gun clicked in my hands as I ran, my lungs shoving against my ribcage. I was chasing after an impossible fantasy, I knew, but my feet kept pounding against the hard ground, my boots leaving distinct patterns along the road that ran behind me. I sprinted around the tiny, crumbling cottage and paused to take a breath. It was silent just then, the usual sound of urgent shouts and wailing children lost in the tumbleweeds of the abandoned area. It was then I looked up. And I saw her. Her dark blond hair fell just below her shoulders, her warm brown eyes looking deep into mine with disappointment. Her lips were cracked, the front of her purple sweater stained black with blood. As she extended her hand out, I noticed the rips in her jeans, her bare feet. Her fingers grasped the empty air just feet from my face, her lips moving. No sound came from her mouth, but I clearly read her words. The awed silence was broken by the shouts of my troop. Suddenly the four of them were by my side, sand rising in clouds after their stormy entrance. Just like that, I looked up and she was gone. No footprints, no trace of her ever standing just six feet away. There was another silence, a loud silence this time accompanied by the confused faces of my men, the narrowed eyes towards one another. At this moment I heard the laugh. The sound erupted through my brain, racking my skull. I was ready to check into the loony bin until I saw the reactions of the four men standing beside me. Their faces were curious, their eyebrows raised high onto their foreheads. They looked like four identical toy soldiers, hands wrapped around their guns so tightly their knuckles were white. My eyes caught a glimmer of light at my feet and I bent down. What I grasped up from the dirt was a phenomena my mind could barely handle. The gold chain slipped between my fingers, the small golden heart resting so serenely in the palm of my hand. “Did you see a civilian?” Sgt. Carlson had questioned me, his voice breaking the silence and penetrating deep into my mesmerized thoughts. “Yes.” I had answered, my thumb gliding over the letters graven into the locket’s surface. The men nodded, as if to confirm their commencement. Sgt. Carlson’s radio buzzed. As a muffled voice broke through the static, Sgt. Carlson nodded in understanding though none of us could ever quite decode the voice. “Go ahead,” he had spoken into the radio, “We may have a civilian out here.” When he said this his eyes darted to mine, a blank expression written on his face. I figured it was a “you better be right” stare and straightened up so as to look confident in my sighting. Sgt. Carlson turned to us, his eyes passing strictly over our four faces. “Okay, men, we’re going to find this civilian. The men will come back for us if we do find them. But if we don’t discover anything, men, we’re going to walk back to base. It’s only a quarter of a mile down from here. Understand?” “Yes, Sir.”wait there's moreWe had nodded, and our group continued on. We found nothing, of course, but I decided not to share my discovery of the necklace with them. At the time, I was convinced I had imagined the whole thing. A case of soldier fever, you know? Though I couldn’t get it past me why the others had seemed to hear her laugh also. A howl of the wind, I told myself. But imagination or not, I knew who I had seen. It was your daughter, Rebecca McKay. It was her I saw darting around the shack, it was her whose outstretched hand paused only feet from me. It was her who mouthed those dead, silent words. Help them. And I did. I stopped caring about the nasty food we ate, I was glad we had any at all. I stopped worrying about the thin mattress I slept on. I had one, didn’t I? And I stopped complaining about the strange bugs that came through the window and the sand that settled in my boots. I started caring about the starving children the mothers held, I was horrified they could hardlyafford food. I started worrying about the families who were forced to sleep on dirty cots, or on the ground itself. I started complaining about the lack of proper shelter for these people who woke up with sand in their hair every morning. This had a ripple affect. The teens who used to scream at me in anger now hugged me and spilt their tears and heartbreak on me. Everyone I talked to, everyone I looked at in sympathy knew I was there to help them. They knew that I was now a selfless person. That night after Rebecca appeared to me, the five of us returned to base only to discover that the armored car we would have been riding in was struck by a road side bomb. A third of the men perished and the rest lost numerous limbs. I could not figure out why I would just imagine Rebecca, but one thing I knew is that she saved my life, and saved my selfish mind, real or not. Three months after that day, the rest of the troop and I returned home. But it was only three weeks ago thatI found the necklace in the pocket of my uniform. See, the necklace was a gold heart necklace, engraved with the initials R.M. Back in Baghdad I had thought this an extreme, bizarre coincidence. But here I was, holding the locket, when it just popped open. I was used to false lockets, thick hearts that didn’t actually open. But this one did. And one side of the heart, cursive words spelled out My Dad. And on the other side? A picture of you, Mr. McKay. And it was only two weeks ago, after a vigorous investigation, that I discovered Rebecca had been stabbed to death by her abusive boyfriend on November 19th, 2007. I am a man, and I am man enough to admit that I sobbed for over an hour when I heard this. What happened that day, Mr. McKay, was not an illusion of mine or a rare coincidence. It was Rebecca. Waking me up out of my mental state and saving my life. They say that Iraq changes you. And it changed me, changed me for the better. Because I see people now.And can I just say that Rebecca was the most selfless, kind-hearted person? I mean, who else would do so much good for me in their afterlife? The world will miss her. Sincerely, Sgt. Scott D. Halverson moreResolved Question: Don't you just love Mr. Madoff- crazy name, crazy guy?
They are calling him 'Made off with ya money. Not mine, all my loot is under the mattress. I know what these Wall Street guys get up to. moreResolved Question: what do you think of this song i wrote ?
It's an acoustic song I wanna see you tonight What's the point? All we do is fight I've loved you So long I don't know who I'd be without My head hurts I wish I'd never woke up I feel worse than when S Club 7 broke up I hate the day It hates me So does everybody else I sit here drooling on my own again and like a routine episode of Friends What does it mean to be American? Is it feelings, coffee and I'll be there for you? Later on me and a bottle will hook up to have some fun Then I'll call your house at twelve to let you know that I'm drunk Say I'm sorry Mr C, I was just looking for your son How are you, incidentally, do you know if he's out alone? There is this book he lent to me something like seven months ago I'm gonna burn it in the street be so kind as let him know that I'm dealing with this badly and could he please get back to me? Since you've gone my only friends are Billy Bragg and the Jam Though my time with you has got me feeling oh so k.d. lang I think you're right about the New Kids on the Block And I agree now Billy Joel does not rock Wish I could tell you all the things that Woody Allen helps me see How Annie Hall is starting to seem quite a lot like you and me It took a while to come around to David Bowie's new CD And it's much too late to give back your magnetic field teepee Can I keep it by my pillow? Fucking loved it How I long to tell you so When I get to sleep I'll dream again of canopies and grapes And wake shaking from the knowledge that the mattress holds your shape I assume my phone is dead because it hasn't rung for months If tomorrow is the funeral do you think that you could come? I could give you back your music and your t-shirts and your socks Walk to Jazz's house in SOHO cry into her letter box Spend some time out to resuscitate my soul Take up smoking and drink carrot juice and grow Teach them not just to expel you from his faults Then dry my eyes and keep on walking til the motion makes me strong Until one day i realise I don't remember that you're gone We'll be strangers who were lovers I'll recover It's so weird how time goes on tell me what you think? should i record it ? moreResolved Question: Help!! I cant get my 22 month old to sleep!!?
Hi My name is Candace. I have a 22month old named Malachi . Well Mr. Malachi will not go to bed at night. About 2 weeks ago Malachi learned to climb out of his crib also a couple of months ago he learned to climb over the gate in his room which is REALLY dangerous because we have Very steep stairs!! Well what’s going on is that we put him to bed and he jumps right up and he is over the gate and down the stairs which is so scary!! We have tried every thing that we can think of… we even put the mattress on the floor so that he couldn’t get out of crib. Later we realized that, that was not a good thing to do because he moved the crib and would get stuck or most times he would tip it over! Next we tried to take the side of his crib an tried the whole big boy bed thing. That is not working either, we have even pushed his bed next to his brothers to make him feel more safe doesn’t matter though. I am at my wits end I have two other children 5 and 10 months and Malachi is just draining me with this whole mess He wont take naps now and is ILL ILL ILL!!! I need help please I am running on 3- 4 hrs sleep and so is Malachi . I have tried the whole stern voice and so has my husband we have done the corner time, we have tried just putting him back in the bed 5 million times a night even a pop on the butt and nothing helps he is a VERY stubborn child. It’s a game to him and at this point I give up and he’s winning !!! Any advice would help me and my family! Thank you! moreVoting Question: Cat problems with urination?
To make a long story short, I've had my cat for 7 years, and within the last 3-4 months he's started a bad habit and has peed twice on my bed, which unfortunately has went into the mattress as well. I plan on taking him to the vet when I have money to do so, but for now, I have to try and solve this problem by myself. Has anyone had this problem, and if so how did they stop it? I'm almost 100% sure it's nothing to do with urinary tract infection or stones, and just a behavioral problem, as he also pees in the corner of my room, and when clothes are on the floor there as well, but he does also go in the litter box. The second part of my question is, if anyone has had this problem, I know the best way would be to get a new mattress but my funds are low for now, and was wondering what you have used to get it out. I know there is no way to ultimately get the urine out of the inside of the mattress, but I have to do the best I can. I scrubbed it with a sponge and some Mr. Clean with Febreeze. Another other suggestions? (not including bleach or harsh chemicals)Cat is a male, fixed, no other cat's in the house, pay lots of attention to him, clean the entire litter box every week and a 1/2 - 2 weeks, scoop it constantly. The reason I'm almost sure it's not a medical urinary problem is because he was taken to the vet previously and has been peeing around the house for years (it's only the bed thing that is recent), and the doctors tested him and said there was nothing wrong. They did suggest it could be an anxiety disorder, and gave me pills, and said to keep him in a secluded space. I gave him one dosage of the pill, it made him so lethargic, so I stopped, and he has been in solely my room (when he isn't outside on a leash or sitting on the couch with me) for the past two years about, it's a big room, he sleeps most of the day anyways. There are stray cats outside, but again, he is in my room and hasn't been subjected to any of them. It's most likely territorial, but again I"m not a vet and I will bring him just in case as soon as I can. moreResolved Question: What do you store in your attic?
Not much in ours, thankfully nothing like Mr Bradley from West Bromwich. "STUNNED Lee Bradley looked in his loft – and found a colony of Kosovans living in the roof. The 12 illegal immigrants were sitting on mattresses eating sandwiches. Party walls had been knocked down between Lee’s home and two adjoining properties to create a living space for several families, with an electric light dangling from the roof." http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/article1286166.ece An oldie, but a goodie! moreResolved Question: Is the Bush Putin bro-mance over?
So the Bush administration announced they are backing Georgia. Another bold move by The Decider. Looks like he didn't look too far into the eyes of Mr Putin now did he? I don't know what kind of winning strategy this is. Do we go to the mattresses against Russia? With what? Our armed forces are stretched as it is in the Middle East. Do we do economic sanctions? Our economy is kind of stretched as it is around inflation and lowered home values. Other than breaking up with Putin, I don't know what else Bush can do. Because breaking up is hard to do! Boo hoo!! moreResolved Question: How Well Do You Know....Spongebob?
What type of house does Spongebob live in? What is the name of his pet snail? What is the name of his employer? What is the color of his bed rail? Who is Spongebob's teacher in boating school? Who comes close to being Spongebob's g/f? What does Spongebob like to do in his spare time? What is the name of Spongebob's co-worker? Where does Spongebob live? What does Patrick live under? What color are Spongebob's eyes? What is Spongebob famous for? What is the name of Mr. Crab's rival? What is Mr. Crab so obsessed with? How many mattresses does Spongebob sleep on? moreResolved Question: Is this a good college list? I mean things to get...?
College Surival Kit by Mr. and Mrs. Shower Tote Dorm Room Healthy Lifestyle Laundry Bag (Red) Roadside Kit Desk Lamp First Aid Kit Mini-Fridge Curtains Bedspread Pillows (2 {For Sleeping}) Pillow Cases (2) Pillow (1 {For Decoration}) Hangers (30) Desk Chair Desk Under-bad Bags (2) Shelving Sofa/Bed Rug Chimes Floor Lamp Poster Desk Organizer TV TV Stand Book Case Coffee Maker Microwave Towels Planner Egg Crate Mattress Pad Bed Risers Matress Pad Sheets Washcloths (black) Washcloths (white) Aluminum Foil Bowls Can Opener Cups Microwave-Safe Plates Oven Mitts Plastic Cups Plastic Spoons Plastic Forks Plastic Knives Plastic Wrap Silverware Toaster Oven Toaster Pitcher AA Batteries AAA Batteries C Batteries D Batteries Fan Flashlight Pencil Sharpener Poster Putty Salt and Pepper Shakers Hair Dryer Alarm Clock Soap Hair Removal Toilet Paper Laundry Detergent Laundry Sheets Band-Aids Cold Medicine Advil Blank CDs Electronic Dictionary/Thesaurus Backpack Scientific Calculator (continued down)Graphing Calculator Umbrella Key Ring Camera White Board Expo Markers Post-its Shower Shoes Closet Organizer Beanbag Chair Rain Coat Trash Bin Flash Drive Is there anything else I need? And should I not bring something? I know that people say a floor lamp is bad, but I've heard that the overhead lights are gross. The college is in WA stateits a dorm... i looked up things and got most of this list, the websites said that they were for dorms... but i dont knowI'm accident prone... thats why the road side kit is there... I always plan for the unexpected (car accidents >.<)I like chimes! It's for my own personal relaxation. moreResolved Question: Quote from Mr Magorium's Wonder Emporium?
When they go to the mattress store - what do they jump on the count of? She starts to say on the count of 3 but he stops her and she says something else. moreVoting Question: can someone please proofread my short story and tell me what you think?
The Call Mark Randall neatly folded his dingy, orange jumpsuit, the one he’d sported everyday for nearly thirteen years, and placed it beside him on the lumpy mattress. He stared at the dusty suit now in his hands. His fingers traced the embroidered monogram his wife stitched on the breast pocket so long ago. Tears began to swell in his eyes as he remembered the life he once had, the life he was meant to have. Mark recoiled from the thought. Now wasn’t the time for mourning. He wasn’t about to give them the satisfaction of that. The suit engulfed his slender body. It was hard to imagine it ever fitting. Without the aid of a mirror, knotting his silk tie proved to be more of a challenge than he’d anticipated. Worn out from the task, his frail body collapsed back onto the bed. He peered out his cell through the bars that separated him from the rest of the world. The sunlight beamed in through the open window adjacent to the bed informing him of the time; twelve o’clock. It wouldn’t be much longer before they came. It surprised Mark that despite everything, all the injustice and cruelty he’d endured, that he still had faith in the human race. He really had no reason. They were the ones who sentenced an innocent man to death. To make themselves feel better they allowed him to consume a meal of his liking. As if some lobster would set things straight, he thought sarcastically. Startled by the screeching of sneakers against concrete, he instinctively rose to his feet and waited for further instruction as the guards fumbled with the keys. He was all too familiar with the routine having been through it countless times. The stocky man entered the room and grabbed hold of Mark. In one swift motion the second guard clicked the metal handcuffs into place. It was time. As the three men made their way down the narrow corridor, Mark felt the eyes of the other inmates flash towards him and quickly dart away as they realized the true nature of this midday stroll. This wasn’t new to him, by any means. He knew exactly what was coming, but he couldn’t help feeling petrified at the thought. The execution chamber was blindingly white with an overpowering stench of chemicals that seared his nostril hairs. With little effort, the two guards secured him to the gurney in the center of the room. One by one the restraints were tightened around his ankles, torso, and wrists. Not even Houdini, himself, stood a chance. He felt two sharp jabs in both forearms where the IV tubes were to be inserted. His body tensed up as he waited, crippled in fear, for the guards to finish the job. “Any last words, Mr. Randall?” the stocky man asked, needle in hand. Mark shook his head. He had nothing left to say. “Still claiming your innocence as always,” he snidely added and injected the first dose of the drug cocktail. Instantly it took affect, paralyzing his body. No time was wasted and the second dose, a muscle relaxant, was administered. For a brief moment he believed this would be a painless death, and then it hit him. His lungs collapsed, halting his breathing. He gasped for air unsuccessfully. The last concoction burned its way through his veins. The lethal liquid pierced his heart with excruciating accuracy, exploding in his chest. His eyes went blank and any trace of life vanished. The telephone rang. A look of horror came across the guards’ faces as they realized their mistake. moreResolved Question: can someone please proofread my short story and give feedback/ corrections?
The Call Mark Randall neatly folded his dingy, orange jumpsuit, the one he’d sported everyday for nearly thirteen years, and placed it beside him on the lumpy mattress. He stared at the dusty suit now in his hands. His fingers traced the embroidered monogram his wife stitched on the breast pocket so long ago. Tears began to swell in his eyes as he remembered the life he once had, the life he was meant to have. Mark recoiled from the thought. Now wasn’t the time for mourning. He wasn’t about to give them the satisfaction of that. The suit engulfed his slender body. It was hard to imagine it ever fitting. Without the aid of a mirror, knotting his silk tie proved to be more of a challenge than he’d anticipated. Worn out from the task, his frail body collapsed back onto the bed. He peered out his cell through the bars that separated him from the rest of the world. The sunlight beamed in through the open window adjacent to the bed informing him of the time; twelve o’clock. It wouldn’t be much longer before they came. It surprised Mark that despite everything, all the injustice and cruelty he’d endured, that he still had faith in the human race. He really had no reason. They were the ones who sentenced an innocent man to death. To make themselves feel better they allowed him to consume a meal of his liking. As if some lobster would set things straight, he thought sarcastically. Startled by the screeching of sneakers against concrete, he instinctively rose to his feet and waited for further instruction as the guards fumbled with the keys. He was all too familiar with the routine having been through it countless times. The stocky man entered the room and grabbed hold of Mark. In one swift motion the second guard clicked the metal handcuffs into place. It was time. As the three men made their way down the narrow corridor, Mark felt the eyes of the other inmates flash towards him and quickly dart away as they realized the true nature of this midday stroll. This wasn’t new to him, by any means. He knew exactly what was coming, but he couldn’t help feeling petrified at the thought. The execution chamber was blindingly white with an overpowering stench of chemicals that seared his nostril hairs. With little effort, the two guards secured him to the gurney in the center of the room. One by one the restraints were tightened around his ankles, torso, and wrists. Not even Houdini, himself, stood a chance. He felt two sharp jabs in both forearms where the IV tubes were to be inserted. His body tensed up as he waited, crippled in fear, for the guards to finish the job. “Any last words, Mr. Randall?” the stocky man asked, needle in hand. Mark shook his head. He had nothing left to say. “Still claiming your innocence as always,” he snidely added and injected the first dose of the drug cocktail. Instantly it took affect, paralyzing his body. No time was wasted and the second dose, a muscle relaxant, was administered. For a brief moment he believed this would be a painless death, and then it hit him. His lungs collapsed, halting his breathing. He gasped for air unsuccessfully. The last concoction burned its way through his veins. The lethal liquid pierced his heart with excruciating accuracy, exploding in his chest. His eyes went blank and any trace of life vanished. The telephone rang. A look of horror came across the guards’ faces as they realized their mistake.one the requirements was to make the story under 600 words so that's why i couldn't go into as much detail as would normally. moreResolved Question: Would you correct my English to read better?
It was so grateful to you for telephoning me on last Saturday. I was interested in free museum which you taught me. What a shame I missed it. Last month, my husband and I went to “Hill Cafe”. It was so nice and became a favorite of us! I think Mr.K is the person who make decisions and take action quickly. He already has bought some necessary household furniture for his room. We went to some furniture shops where you recommend me for him. He bought a nice mattress at “SCOTCHTOWN”. Besides, that shop was filled a lot of fabulous furniture. They excited me!! moreResolved Question: What is this song??? And who sings it???
okay so i heard this song but don't know the name or who sings it so can someone help me out?? It goes like this: Mr. Postman, I've been waiting so patiently... She's no ho she just wants more of the postman... Might have a few stains on your mattress from the postman.... She got her legs up... moreResolved Question: 30 ft swanton bomb faked??
I think it was faked because 1: the camera never showed the moment of impact. 2:when randy gets thrown off the stage his head is right next to the edge of the thing he fell on, and after jeff jumped randy's head is in a different place. 3: the camera angle next to the referees at the moment of impact if u watch closely u can see that randy is moving his hands so i think he moved out of the way and then they were positioning them self to look almost dead. and #4 we all know there was a mattress like thing where they fell on i mean every one saw it so does any one know if there is an articlel or evidence that it was planned out, like when the mr. mcmahon's death people found articles on the internet about that. plz plz reply baki kno it was faked but i juz wanna kno how it happened u kno like them rehearsing itStupid People I KNO its fake but i wanna see evidence like pics or something showing them rehearsing or something like that moreResolved Question: hitchiker's guide to the galaxy questions?
here's some questions, any or all answered would be awesome... Thanks! 1. From whom did Mr. L. Prosser 2. Where are mattresses grown 3. What is the name of the most sophisticated computer ever built? 4. What is the entry for "earth" in the HGTTG? 5. What is the power source for the infitite improbabiility drive? 6. Where is the Ford Prefect from? 7. What is the most useful object a hitchhiker can carry? 8. The Vl'hurg and the G'Gugvuntt are two races who waged simultaneous war on the Milky Way Galaxy. What happened to their mighty battle fleet? 9. How many books are there in "the Hitchiker's Trilogy"? And any favorite quotes or anything from the BOOK would be awesome. Anyone who fills this out will have good luck forever! Thanks! moreResolved Question: Proof your government is corrupt?
The following is a conversation with Mr. Ron Supinski of the Public Information Department of the San Francisco, Federal Reserve Bank. This is an account of that conversation reconstructed to the best of my ability from notes taken during the conversation on October 8, 1992. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- CALLER - Mr. Supinski, does my country own the Federal Reserve System? MR. SUPINSKI - We are an agency of the government. CALLER - That's not my question. Is it owned by my country? MR. SUPINSKI - It is an agency of the government created by congress. CALLER - Is the Federal Reserve a Corporation? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes CALLER - Does my government own any of the stock in the Federal Reserve? MR. SUPINSKI - No, it is owned by the member banks. CALLER - Are the member banks private corporations? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes CALLER - Are Federal Reserve Notes backed by anything? MR. SUPINSKI -Yes, by the assets of the Federal Reserve but, primarily by the power of congress to lay tax on the people. CALLER - Did you say, by the power to collect taxes is what backs Federal Reserve Notes? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes CALLER - What are the total assets of the Federal Reserve? MR. SUPINSKI - The San Francisco Bank has $36 Billion in assets. CALLER - What are these assets comprised of? MR. SUPINSKI - Gold, the Federal Reserve Bank itself and government securities. CALLER - What value does the Federal Reserve Bank carry gold per oz. on their books? MR. SUPINSKI - I don't have that information but the San Francisco Bank has $1.6 billion in gold. CALLER - Are you saying the Federal Reserve Bank of San Francisco has $1.6 billion in gold, the bank itself and the balance of the assets is government securities? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes. CALLER - Where does the Federal Reserve get Federal Reserve Notes from? MR. SUPINSKI - They are authorized by the Treasury. CALLER - How much does the Federal Reserve pay for a $10 Federal Reserve Note? MR. SUPINSKI - Fifty to seventy cents. CALLER - How much do they pay for a $100.00 Federal Reserve Note? MR. SUPINSKI - The same fifty to seventy cents. CALLER - To pay only fifty cents for a $100.00 is a tremendous gain, isn't it? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes CALLER - According to the U.S. Treasury, the Federal Reserve pays $20.60 per 1,000 denomination or a little over two cents for a $100.00 bill, is that correct? MR. SUPINSKI - That is probably close. CALLER - Doesn't the Federal Reserve use the Federal Reserve Notes that cost about two cents each to purchase U.S. Bonds from the government? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes, but there is more to it than that. CALLER - Basically, that is what happens? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes, basically you are correct. CALLER - How many Federal Reserve Notes are in circulation? MR. SUPINSKI - $263 billion and we can only account for a small percentage. CALLER - Where did they go? MR. SUPINSKI - Peoples mattress, buried in their back yards and illegal drug money. CALLER - Since the debt is payable in Federal Reserve Notes, how can the $4 trillion national debt be paid-off with the total Federal Reserve Notes in circulation? MR. SUPINSKI - I don't know. CALLER - If the Federal Government would collect every Federal Reserve Note in circulation would it be mathematically possible to pay the $4 trillion national debt? MR. SUPINSKI - No CALLER - Am I correct when I say, $1 deposited in a member bank $8 can be lent out through Fractional Reserve Policy? MR. SUPINSKI - About $7. CALLER - Correct me if I am wrong but, $7 of additional Federal Reserve Notes were never put in circulation. But, for lack of better words were "created out of thin air " in the form of credits and the two cents per denomination were not paid either. In other words, the Federal Reserve Notes were not physically printed but, in reality were created by a journal entry and lent at interest. Is that correct? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes CALLER - Is that the reason there are only $263 billion Federal Reserve Notes in circulation? MR. SUPINSKI - That is part of the reason. CALLER - Am I mistaking that when the Federal Reserve Act was passed (on Christmas Eve) in 1913, it transferred the power to coin and issue our nations money and to regulate the value thereof from Congress to a Private corporation. And my country now borrows what should be our own money from the Federal Reserve (a private corporation) plus interest. Is that correct and the debt can never be paid off under the current money system of country? MR. SUPINSKI - Basically, yes. CALLER - I smell a rat, do you? MR. SUPINSKI - I am sorry, I can't answer that, I work here. CALLER - Has the Federal Reserve ever been independently audited? MR. SUPINSKI - We are audited. CALLER - Why is there a current House Resolution 1486 calling for a complete audit of the Federal Reserve by the G.A.O. and why is the Federal Reserve resisting? MR. SUPINSKI - I don't know. CALLER - Does the Federal Reserve regulate the value of Federal Reserve Notes and interest rates? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes CALLER - Explain how the Federal Reserve System can be Constitutional if, only the Congress of the U.S., which comprises of the Senate and the House of Representatives has the power to coin and issue our money supply and regulate the value thereof? [Article 1 Section 1 and Section 8] Nowhere, in the Constitution does it give Congress the power or authority to transfer any powers granted under the Constitution to a private corporation or, does it? MR. SUPINSKI - I am not an expert on constitutional law. I can refer you to our legal department. CALLER - I can tell you I have read the Constitution. It does NOT provide that any power granted can be transferred to a private corporation. Doesn't it specifically state, all other powers not granted are reserved to the States and to the citizens? Does that mean to a private corporation? MR. SUPINSKI - I don't think so, but we were created by Congress. CALLER - Would you agree it is our country and it should be our money as provided by our Constitution? MR. SUPINSKI - I understand what you are saying. CALLER - Why should we borrow our own money from a private consortium of bankers? Isn't this why we had a revolution, created a separate sovereign nation and a Bill of Rights? MR. SUPINSKI - (Declined to answer). CALLER - Has the Federal Reserve ever been declared constitutional by the Supreme Court? MR. SUPINSKI - I believe there has been court cases on the matter. CALLER - Have they been Supreme Court Cases? MR. SUPINSKI - I think so, but I am not sure. CALLER - Didn't the Supreme Court declare unanimously in A.L.A. Schechter Poultry Corp. vs. U.S. and Carter vs. Carter Coal Co. the corporative-state arrangement an unconstitutional delegation of legislative power? ["The power conferred is the power to regulate. This is legislative delegation in its most obnoxious form; for it is not even delegation to an official or an official body, presumptively disinterested, but to private persons." Carter vs. Carter Coal Co.] MR. SUPINSKI - I don't know, I can refer you to our legal department. CALLER - Isn't the current money system a house of cards that must fall because, the debt can mathematically never be paid-off? MR. SUPINSKI - It appears that way. I can tell you have been looking into this matter and are very knowledgeable. However, we do have a solution. CALLER - What is the solution? MR. SUPINSKI - The Debit Card. CALLER - Do you mean under the E.F.T. Act (Electronic Funds Transfer)? Isn't that very frightening, when one considers the capabilities of computers? It would provide the government and all it's agencies, including the Federal Reserve such information as: You went to the gas station @ 2:30 and bought $10.00 of unleaded gas @ $1.41 per gallon and then you went to the grocery store @ 2:58 and bought bread, lunch meat and milk for $12.32 and then went to the drug store @ 3:30 and bought cold medicine for $5.62. In other words, they would know where we go, when we went, how much we paid, how much the merchant paid and how much profit he made. Under the E.F.T. they will literally know everything about us. Isn't that kind of scary? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes, it makes you wonder. CALLER - I smell a GIANT RAT that has overthrown my constitution. Aren't we paying tribute in the form of income taxes to a consortium of private bankers? MR. SUPINSKI - I can't call it tribute, it is interest. CALLER - Haven't all elected officials taken an oath of office to preserve and defend the Constitution from enemies both foreign and domestic? Isn't the Federal Reserve a domestic enemy? MR. SUPINSKI - I can't say that. CALLER - Our elected officials and members of the Federal Reserve are guilty of aiding and abetting the overthrowing of my Constitution and that is treason. Isn't the punishment of treason death? MR. SUPINSKI - I believe so. CALLER - Thank you for your time and information and if I may say so, I think you should take the necessary steps to protect you and your family and withdraw your money from the banks before the collapse, I am. MR. SUPINSKI - It doesn't look good. CALLER - May God have mercy on the souls who are behind this unconstitutional and criminal act called the Federal Reserve. When the ALMIGHTY MASS awakens to this giant hoax, they will not take it with a grain of salt. It has been a pleasure talking to you and I thank you for your time. I hope you will take my advice before it does collapse. MR. SUPINSKI - Unfortunately, it does not look good. CALLER - Have a good day and thanks for your time. MR. SUPINSKI - Thanks for calling. moreResolved Question: Is the Federal Reserve a private bank?
The following is a conversation with Mr. Ron Supinski of the Public Information Department of the San Francisco, Federal Reserve Bank. This is an account of that conversation reconstructed to the best of my ability from notes taken during the conversation on October 8, 1992. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- CALLER - Mr. Supinski, does my country own the Federal Reserve System? MR. SUPINSKI - We are an agency of the government. CALLER - That's not my question. Is it owned by my country? MR. SUPINSKI - It is an agency of the government created by congress. CALLER - Is the Federal Reserve a Corporation? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes CALLER - Does my government own any of the stock in the Federal Reserve? MR. SUPINSKI - No, it is owned by the member banks. CALLER - Are the member banks private corporations? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes CALLER - Are Federal Reserve Notes backed by anything? MR. SUPINSKI -Yes, by the assets of the Federal Reserve but, primarily by the power of congress to lay tax on the people. CALLER - Did you say, by the power to collect taxes is what backs Federal Reserve Notes? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes CALLER - What are the total assets of the Federal Reserve? MR. SUPINSKI - The San Francisco Bank has $36 Billion in assets. CALLER - What are these assets comprised of? MR. SUPINSKI - Gold, the Federal Reserve Bank itself and government securities. CALLER - What value does the Federal Reserve Bank carry gold per oz. on their books? MR. SUPINSKI - I don't have that information but the San Francisco Bank has $1.6 billion in gold. CALLER - Are you saying the Federal Reserve Bank of San Francisco has $1.6 billion in gold, the bank itself and the balance of the assets is government securities? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes. CALLER - Where does the Federal Reserve get Federal Reserve Notes from? MR. SUPINSKI - They are authorized by the Treasury. CALLER - How much does the Federal Reserve pay for a $10 Federal Reserve Note? MR. SUPINSKI - Fifty to seventy cents. CALLER - How much do they pay for a $100.00 Federal Reserve Note? MR. SUPINSKI - The same fifty to seventy cents. CALLER - To pay only fifty cents for a $100.00 is a tremendous gain, isn't it? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes CALLER - According to the U.S. Treasury, the Federal Reserve pays $20.60 per 1,000 denomination or a little over two cents for a $100.00 bill, is that correct? MR. SUPINSKI - That is probably close. CALLER - Doesn't the Federal Reserve use the Federal Reserve Notes that cost about two cents each to purchase U.S. Bonds from the government? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes, but there is more to it than that. CALLER - Basically, that is what happens? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes, basically you are correct. CALLER - How many Federal Reserve Notes are in circulation? MR. SUPINSKI - $263 billion and we can only account for a small percentage. CALLER - Where did they go? MR. SUPINSKI - Peoples mattress, buried in their back yards and illegal drug money. CALLER - Since the debt is payable in Federal Reserve Notes, how can the $4 trillion national debt be paid-off with the total Federal Reserve Notes in circulation? MR. SUPINSKI - I don't know. CALLER - If the Federal Government would collect every Federal Reserve Note in circulation would it be mathematically possible to pay the $4 trillion national debt? MR. SUPINSKI - No CALLER - Am I correct when I say, $1 deposited in a member bank $8 can be lent out through Fractional Reserve Policy? MR. SUPINSKI - About $7. CALLER - Correct me if I am wrong but, $7 of additional Federal Reserve Notes were never put in circulation. But, for lack of better words were "created out of thin air " in the form of credits and the two cents per denomination were not paid either. In other words, the Federal Reserve Notes were not physically printed but, in reality were created by a journal entry and lent at interest. Is that correct? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes CALLER - Is that the reason there are only $263 billion Federal Reserve Notes in circulation? MR. SUPINSKI - That is part of the reason. CALLER - Am I mistaking that when the Federal Reserve Act was passed (on Christmas Eve) in 1913, it transferred the power to coin and issue our nations money and to regulate the value thereof from Congress to a Private corporation. And my country now borrows what should be our own money from the Federal Reserve (a private corporation) plus interest. Is that correct and the debt can never be paid off under the current money system of country? MR. SUPINSKI - Basically, yes. CALLER - I smell a rat, do you? MR. SUPINSKI - I am sorry, I can't answer that, I work here. CALLER - Has the Federal Reserve ever been independently audited? MR. SUPINSKI - We are audited. CALLER - Why is there a current House Resolution 1486 calling for a complete audit of the Federal Reserve by the G.A.O. and why is the Federal Reserve resisting? MR. SUPINSKI - I don't know. CALLER - Does the Federal Reserve regulate the value of Federal Reserve Notes and interest rates? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes CALLER - Explain how the Federal Reserve System can be Constitutional if, only the Congress of the U.S., which comprises of the Senate and the House of Representatives has the power to coin and issue our money supply and regulate the value thereof? [Article 1 Section 1 and Section 8] Nowhere, in the Constitution does it give Congress the power or authority to transfer any powers granted under the Constitution to a private corporation or, does it? MR. SUPINSKI - I am not an expert on constitutional law. I can refer you to our legal department. CALLER - I can tell you I have read the Constitution. It does NOT provide that any power granted can be transferred to a private corporation. Doesn't it specifically state, all other powers not granted are reserved to the States and to the citizens? Does that mean to a private corporation? MR. SUPINSKI - I don't think so, but we were created by Congress. CALLER - Would you agree it is our country and it should be our money as provided by our Constitution? MR. SUPINSKI - I understand what you are saying. CALLER - Why should we borrow our own money from a private consortium of bankers? Isn't this why we had a revolution, created a separate sovereign nation and a Bill of Rights? MR. SUPINSKI - (Declined to answer). CALLER - Has the Federal Reserve ever been declared constitutional by the Supreme Court? MR. SUPINSKI - I believe there has been court cases on the matter. CALLER - Have they been Supreme Court Cases? MR. SUPINSKI - I think so, but I am not sure. CALLER - Didn't the Supreme Court declare unanimously in A.L.A. Schechter Poultry Corp. vs. U.S. and Carter vs. Carter Coal Co. the corporative-state arrangement an unconstitutional delegation of legislative power? ["The power conferred is the power to regulate. This is legislative delegation in its most obnoxious form; for it is not even delegation to an official or an official body, presumptively disinterested, but to private persons." Carter vs. Carter Coal Co.] MR. SUPINSKI - I don't know, I can refer you to our legal department. CALLER - Isn't the current money system a house of cards that must fall because, the debt can mathematically never be paid-off? MR. SUPINSKI - It appears that way. I can tell you have been looking into this matter and are very knowledgeable. However, we do have a solution. CALLER - What is the solution? MR. SUPINSKI - The Debit Card. CALLER - Do you mean under the E.F.T. Act (Electronic Funds Transfer)? Isn't that very frightening, when one considers the capabilities of computers? It would provide the government and all it's agencies, including the Federal Reserve such information as: You went to the gas station @ 2:30 and bought $10.00 of unleaded gas @ $1.41 per gallon and then you went to the grocery store @ 2:58 and bought bread, lunch meat and milk for $12.32 and then went to the drug store @ 3:30 and bought cold medicine for $5.62. In other words, they would know where we go, when we went, how much we paid, how much the merchant paid and how much profit he made. Under the E.F.T. they will literally know everything about us. Isn't that kind of scary? MR. SUPINSKI - Yes, it makes you wonder. CALLER - I smell a GIANT RAT that has overthrown my constitution. Aren't we paying tribute in the form of income taxes to a consortium of private bankers? MR. SUPINSKI - I can't call it tribute, it is interest. CALLER - Haven't all elected officials taken an oath of office to preserve and defend the Constitution from enemies both foreign and domestic? Isn't the Federal Reserve a domestic enemy? MR. SUPINSKI - I can't say that. CALLER - Our elected officials and members of the Federal Reserve are guilty of aiding and abetting the overthrowing of my Constitution and that is treason. Isn't the punishment of treason death? MR. SUPINSKI - I believe so. CALLER - Thank you for your time and information and if I may say so, I think you should take the necessary steps to protect you and your family and withdraw your money from the banks before the collapse, I am. MR. SUPINSKI - It doesn't look good. CALLER - May God have mercy on the souls who are behind this unconstitutional and criminal act called the Federal Reserve. When the ALMIGHTY MASS awakens to this giant hoax, they will not take it with a grain of salt. It has been a pleasure talking to you and I thank you for your time. I hope you will take my advice before it does collapse. MR. SUPINSKI - Unfortunately, it does not look good. CALLER - Have a good day and thanks for your time. 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