OMG

OMG but this tattoo is wrong in so many ways





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some things just cant be unseen... but on a funny note i was listening to the song "stupid cupid" when i saw this one :P

Gender

what can i say? I saw this posted in a yahoo group and had to share cause it's just too funny :)


What gender is it?
If you're like most people, common everyday items look neutral to you. But what you may not know is that many of them have a gender. For example.........

1) Ziploc Bags -- Male, because they hold everything in but you can
see right through them.

2) Copier -- Female, because once turned off, it takes a while to warm up. It's an effective reproductive device if the right buttons are pushed, but can wreak havoc if the wrong buttons are pushed.

3) Tire -- Male, because it goes bald and often it's over inflated.

4) Hot Air Balloon -- Male, because to get it to go anywhere you have to light a fire under it, and of course, there's the hot air part.

5) Sponges -- Female, because they're soft and squeezable and retain water.

6) Web Page -- Female, because it's always getting hit on.

7) Subway -- Male, because it uses the same old lines to pick people up.

8) Hourglass -- Female, because over time, the weight shifts to the bottom.

9) Hammer -- Male, because it hasn't evolved much over the last 5,000
years, but it's handy to have around.

10) Remote Control -- Female...... Ha! You thought it'd be male. But consider this -- it gives a man pleasure, he'd be lost without it, and while he doesn't always know the right buttons to push, he keeps trying.

Truths for Mature humans

i found this on the internet ( http://www.funlol.com/15926/Mature_people_truths.html )and had to laugh and make a few of my own comments about the truth of it :)


1. i think part of a best friend's should be to immediately clear you computer history if you dies

2. nothing sucks more than that moment during and argument when you realize you're wrong.

3. i totally take back all those times i didn't want to nap when i was younger ( i love a good nap nowadays, and will take one when i can including while on city bus zzzz)

4.there is a great need for a sarcasm font

5. how the hell are you suppose to fold a fitted sheet? ( i quit even trying wadding has worked for 36 years and will continue to work well for my need :P)

6. was learning cursive really necessary? (my writing is not legible either way)

7 map quest really needs to start their directions on # 5. I'm pretty sure i know how to get out of my neighborhood (the creator has obviously never met my boyfriend)

8. obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

9. i cant remember the last time i wasn't at least kind of tired ( i may have been a toddler at the time)

10. bad decisions make good stories (not really, they make hilarious stories LOL)

11. you never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive for the rest of the day. (usually strikes when i realize that my to do list for the next hour is long enough to take me all year and i just say fuck it )

12. can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after blue ray? i don't want to have to restart my collection ... again

13. i'm always slightly terrified when i exit out of word and it asks me if i want to say any changes to my ten- page technical report that i swear i did not make any change to.. (this is where i'm going CHANGES? WHAT CHANGES?)

14. "do not machine wash or tumble dry" means i will never wash this - ever ( is it sad that i outgrew that and do not machine wash is not ignore in favor of " fuck it i'm gonna chuck it in anyway" :P)

15. i hate when i just miss a call by the last rig (hello? Hello? Fuck it!), but when i immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voice mail. what did you do after i didn't answer? drop the phone and run away? (phone tag is a whole new level of fun now that we have voice mail and text

16 i hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. what a waste

17. i keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so i know not to answer to answer when they call. (isn't that what the caller ID is for?)

18. i think the freezer deserves a light as well

19. i disagree with kay jewelers. i would bet on any given friday or saturday night more kisses begin with miller lite than kay ( rum is a good choice to)

20. i wish google maps had an "avoid ghetto" routing option. (LOL i can find ghetto on my own thank you)

21. sometimes, i'll watch a movie that i watched when i was younger and suddenly realize i had no idea what the heck was going on when i first saw it. (happpens with music too )

22. i would rather try to carry 10 overloaded plastic bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

23. the only time i look forward to a red light is when i'm trying to finish a text.

24. i have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger. (hence a few extra pounds have made it onto my person)

25. how many times is it appropriate to say "what?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear or understand a word they said? (jacob is good for about 3 whats before he gets pissed)

26. i love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. stay strong, brothers and sisters

27. shirts get dirty. underwear gets dirty. pants? pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.

28. is it just me or do high school kids get dumber and dumber every year? ( its amazing middle schoolers are smarter than i was at that age but by the time they graduate high school they cant even tie their own shoes. WTF?)

29. there's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning you chair back a little too far. ( goes hand in hand with the feeling you get when you lean forward in a chair with wheels and the floor says hello)

30. as a driver i hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian i hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, i always hate bicyclists. (AMEN)

31. sometimes i'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

32. even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and pinning the tail on the donkey - but i'd bet my ass everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 second, eyes closed, first time, every time! (except my boyfriend who can barely find the snooze button with his eyes open, usually doesn't find the damn button till he has to lean out of bed cause he knocked it off the night stand for the third time)

over 30

If you are 30, or older, you might think this is hilarious!

When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning.... Uphill... Barefoot... BOTH ways (& IN THE SNOW—even if they grew up in the deep South!) … yadda, yadda, yadda

And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've got it!

I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!!

There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter - with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox, and it would take like a week to get there! Stamps were 10 cents!

Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us. As a matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our ass! Nowhere was safe!

There were no MP3's or Napsters or iTunes! If you wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself!

Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio, and the DJ would usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up! There were no CD players! We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our favorite tape and "eject" it when finished, and then the tape would come undone rendering it useless. Cause, hey, that's how we rolled, Baby! Dig?

We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called, they got a busy signal, that's it!

There weren't any freakin' cell phones either. If you left the house, you just didn't make a damn call or receive one. You actually had to be out of touch with your "friends". OH MY GOD !!! Think of the horror... not being in touch with someone 24/7!!! And then there's TEXTING. Yeah, right. Please! You kids have no idea how annoying you are.

And we didn't have fancy Caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your parents, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, the collection agent... you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!

We didn't have any fancy PlayStation or Xbox video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'. Your screen guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen... Forever! And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!

You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel!!! NO REMOTES!!!

There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying? We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little rat-finks!
Also, we didn't have microwaves. If we wanted to heat something up, we had to use the stove! Imagine that!
And our parents told us to stay outside and play... all day long. Oh, no, no electronics to soothe and comfort. And if you came back inside... you were doing chores!
And car seats - oh, please! Mom threw you in the back seat and you hung on. If you were lucky, you got the "safety arm" across the chest at the last moment if she had to stop suddenly, and if your head hit the dashboard, well that was your fault for calling "shot gun" in the first place!
See! That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled rotten! You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1980 or any time before!
Regards,
The Over 30 Crowd
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scarey thing is its all true.. although i was country we didnt get the seat of a car sometimes for us it was the back of the pickup and dont lean over the edge LOL

principal

So I get alot of emails. Some times i get those if you agree send it on type of things which i dont often send on to more than the people i know would appreciate. But this email I hole heartedly agreed with. Where was the principal when i was in school? If i had children i would send them to his school just because i think he is gonna prepare his students for the real world better. Although i may not have agreed with everything he said i agreed with enough to consider it a good thing.


Subject: Letter from a Principal
I think this was well worth the two minutes it took to read it !

The world would be a better place!!!!

I received this from an educator and share many of the opinions. If every school principal gave this speech at the beginning of the next school year, America would be a better place. If you agree, please send this message on.

To the students and faculty of our high school: I am your new principal, and honored to be so. There is no greater calling than to teach young people. I would like to apprise you of some important changes coming to our school. I am making these changes because I am convinced that most of the ideas that have dominated public education in America have worked against you, against your teachers and against our country. First, this school will no longer honor race or ethnicity. I could not care less if your racial makeup is black, brown, red, yellow or white. I could not care less if your origins are African, Latin American, Asian or European, or if your ancestors arrived here on the Mayflower or on slave ships. The only identity I care about, the only one this school will recognize, is your individual identity -- your character, your scholarship, your humanity. And the only national identity this school will care about is American. This is an American public school, and American public schools were created to make better Americans. If you wish to affirm an ethnic, racial or religious identity through school, you will have to go elsewhere. We will end all ethnicity-, race- and non-American nationality-based celebrations. They undermine the motto of America , one of its three central values -- e pluribus Unum, "from many, one." And this school will be guided by America 's values. This includes all after-school clubs. I will not authorize clubs that divide students based on any identities. This includes race, language, religion, sexual orientation or whatever else may become in vogue in a society divided by political correctness.Your clubs will be based on interests and passions, not blood, ethnic, racial or other physically defined ties. Those clubs just cultivate narcissism -- an unhealthy preoccupation with the self -- while the purpose of education is to get you to think beyond yourself. So we will have clubs that transport you to the wonders and glories of art, music, astronomy, languages you do not already speak, carpentry and more. If the only extracurricular activities you can imagine being interesting in are those based on ethnic, racial or sexual identity, that means that little outside of yourself really interests you. Second, I am uninterested in whether English is your native language. My only interest in terms of language is that you leave this school speaking and writing English as fluently as possible. The English language has united America 's citizens for over 200 years, and it will unite us at this school. It is one of the indispensable reasons this country of immigrants has always come to be one country. And if you leave this school without excellent English language skills, I would be remiss in my duty to ensure that you will be prepared to successfully compete in the American job market. We will learn other languages here -- it is deplorable that most Americans only speak English -- but if you want classes taught in your native language rather than in English, this is not your school. Third, because I regard learning as a sacred endeavor, everything in this school will reflect learning's elevated status. This means, among other things, that you and your teachers will dress accordingly. Many people in our society dress more formally for Hollywood events than for church or school. These people have their priorities backward. Therefore, there will be a dress code at this school. Fourth, no obscene language will be tolerated anywhere on this school's property -- whether in class, in the hallways or at athletic events. If you can't speak without using the f-word, you can't speak. By obscene language I mean the words banned by the Federal Communications Commission, plus epithets such as "Nigger," even when used by one black student to address another black, or "bitch," even when addressed by a girl to a girlfriend. It is my intent that by the time you leave this school, you will be among the few your age to instinctively distinguish between the elevated and the degraded, the holy and the obscene. Fifth, we will end all self-esteem programs. In this school, self-esteem will be attained in only one way -- the way people attained it until decided otherwise a generation ago -- by earning it. One immediate consequence is that there will be one valedictorian, not eight. Sixth, and last, I am reorienting the school toward academics and away from politics and propaganda. No more time will devoted to scaring you about smoking and caffeine, or terrifying you about sexual harassment or global warming. No more semesters will be devoted to condom wearing and teaching you to regard sexual relations as only or primarily a health issue. There will be no more attempts to convince you that you are a victim because you are not white, or not male, or not heterosexual or not Christian. We will have failed if any one of you graduates this school and does not consider him or herself inordinately lucky -- to be alive and to be an American. Now, please stand and join me in the Pledge of Allegiance to the flag of our country. As many of you do not know the words, your teachers will hand them out to you.

life sucks

Life sucks and I want out of it. But how does one get out without committing suicide, which my luck I would fail at? this morning I get up for work and check my email like always do only to find out my sister is in the hospital. there was a kitchen fire and over 40% of her body is burnt, 15% of that is 3rd degree burns. Now I am waiting for word on whether she will be alright or not. she's suppose to get married in august but I doubt she will be recovered enough to get married. for valentines and mardis gras I got sick and had to have emergency surgery. For mothers day (its her first mothers day) my sister is in hospital fighting for her life. I tell you life sucks. this is the year i already wish i could redo.

lazy lazy

im soo lazy, I've had this blog account for years and have never even created the blog part. shame on me. I've not much to blog about nothing much happens in my life, unless you count emergency gall bladder surgery at 35 years old. :) every one says im too young but all the stomach (at least i thought they were stomach) problems i've had since high school are now gone. the worst part? the low fat diet, i'm from the south where we eat lots of fried foods so low fat is kinda hard to get used to.