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The more
the more we know someone the less we seem to understand them.
the more we try , the harder it gets.
the more we want , the less we get.
the more we eat the fatter we get.
the more we drink ,the drunker we get.
the more we love , the less love we get.
ohh! forget it silly post anyways.. get it?
the more we try , the harder it gets.
the more we want , the less we get.
the more we eat the fatter we get.
the more we drink ,the drunker we get.
the more we love , the less love we get.
ohh! forget it silly post anyways.. get it?
RE: Move
You gotta eat, you gotta pay the rent, you gotta keep the lights on and the stove going. God forbid her husband works. The fate of many of these girls is to slave here for 12 hours while their hubby or bf is fooling around. Nice.
The Mask
THE MASK
I hide behind a mask
You can't see my face
Looking at first glance
I'm in a happy place
The truth is, that's a lie
But you can't really tell
that in the back of my mind
I think the world should rot in hell
What's the point of living
If we are all going to die
What's the point of being happy
If in the end we're going to cry
But this is something no one sees
This is something no one knows
And yet deep inside of me
This feeling of hatred grows
So even though this mask reveals a happy side of me,
I use the mask as a shield to look at what others can never see.
I hide behind a mask
You can't see my face
Looking at first glance
I'm in a happy place
The truth is, that's a lie
But you can't really tell
that in the back of my mind
I think the world should rot in hell
What's the point of living
If we are all going to die
What's the point of being happy
If in the end we're going to cry
But this is something no one sees
This is something no one knows
And yet deep inside of me
This feeling of hatred grows
So even though this mask reveals a happy side of me,
I use the mask as a shield to look at what others can never see.
RE: The Mask
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more."
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore-
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-
This it is, and nothing more."
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;-
Darkness there, and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering,
fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"-
Merely this, and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore-
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;-
'Tis the wind and nothing more."
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and
flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed
he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door-
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door-
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no
craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore-
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door-
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."
But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered-
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown
before-
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said, "Nevermore."
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore-
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Of 'Never- nevermore'."
But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and
door;
Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking "Nevermore."
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he
hath sent thee
Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!- prophet still, if bird or
devil!-
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-
On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore-
Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil- prophet still, if bird or
devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore-
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked,
upstarting-
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my
door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the
floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted- nevermore!
-- THE END --
RE: The Mask
Piranhas in pajamas
Would be a lot more fun
Than boring old bananas
Piranhas in pajamas
Would like to play with you
And eat up all your arms and legs
Would be a lot more fun
Than boring old bananas
Piranhas in pajamas
Would like to play with you
And eat up all your arms and legs
RE: The Mask
As I awoke one morning
Well all good things are born
A robin pearched upon my sill
to signal the coming morn
Its song was cheery, light and gay
So sweetly did it sing
That thought of happiness and joy
into my heart did spring
I hummed along with its sweet song
and as it paused for a moment's lull
I gently closed the window
and crushed its god damn skull.
WTF
Well all good things are born
A robin pearched upon my sill
to signal the coming morn
Its song was cheery, light and gay
So sweetly did it sing
That thought of happiness and joy
into my heart did spring
I hummed along with its sweet song
and as it paused for a moment's lull
I gently closed the window
and crushed its god damn skull.
WTF
transgender veiwing
I would like to know which of the girl's --- gender-benders --- are worth the visit? Thanks
RE: transgender veiwing
Check out Nasty19...totally gorgeous, great personality and gets right to the point and you don't have to go to 1 2 1 for this...she does everything in open chat.
RE: transgender veiwing
I had this urge to start listing hosts who have busted my balls over the past couple of years but I fought it. A rare and surprising burst of maturity.
Indian story
There once was a Red Indian whose given name was "Onestone". So named because he had only one testicle. He hated that name and asked everyone not to call him Onestone.
After years and years of torment, Onestone finally cracked and said, "If anyone calls me Onestone again I will kill them!" The word got around and nobody called him that any more.
Then one day a young woman named Blue Bird forgot and said, "Good morning, Onestone." He jumped up, grabbed her and took her deep into the forest where he made love to her all day and all night. He made love to her all the next day, until Blue Bird died from exhaustion.
The word got around that Onestone meant what he promised he would do. Years went by and no one dared call him by his given name until a woman named Yellow Bird! returned to the village after being away for many years.
Yellow Bird, who was Blue Bird's cousin, was overjoyed when she saw Onestone. She hugged him and said, "Good to see you, Onestone."
Onestone grabbed her, took her deep into the forest, then he made love to her all day, made love to her all night, made love to her all the next day, made love to her all the next night, but Yellow Bird would not die!
What is the moral of this story?????................
OH, come on...take a guess!
Think about it....
(You're gonna love this!)
And the moral is:
You can't kill two birds with one stone!!!!!
After years and years of torment, Onestone finally cracked and said, "If anyone calls me Onestone again I will kill them!" The word got around and nobody called him that any more.
Then one day a young woman named Blue Bird forgot and said, "Good morning, Onestone." He jumped up, grabbed her and took her deep into the forest where he made love to her all day and all night. He made love to her all the next day, until Blue Bird died from exhaustion.
The word got around that Onestone meant what he promised he would do. Years went by and no one dared call him by his given name until a woman named Yellow Bird! returned to the village after being away for many years.
Yellow Bird, who was Blue Bird's cousin, was overjoyed when she saw Onestone. She hugged him and said, "Good to see you, Onestone."
Onestone grabbed her, took her deep into the forest, then he made love to her all day, made love to her all night, made love to her all the next day, made love to her all the next night, but Yellow Bird would not die!
What is the moral of this story?????................
OH, come on...take a guess!
Think about it....
(You're gonna love this!)
And the moral is:
You can't kill two birds with one stone!!!!!
RE: for the hosts
you're wierd - what if somebody told all about your time spent looking at a porn site?
RE: for the hosts
I'm worried I die naked in the middle of a crazy orgy of one and someone finds me covered in lube in the middle of a vid, porn everywhere and $12,000 on my credit card that all says CC... Now that makes me nervous
RE: for the hosts
yes--get down on your knees lana, and lick me all over and forgiveness will be no shame
RE: for the hosts
Just don't believe in a god and none of that shit like worrying about sin and stuff will bother you.
RE: for the hosts
First of all this question should be directed to
everyone who comes to CC!
I get tired of only chathosts values and self confidence
being questioned.
Its very hypocritical!
The human body and sex
are nothing to be ashamed of.
Its so important to have a healthy self confidence!
Never be ashamed of who you are and what you do!
everyone who comes to CC!
I get tired of only chathosts values and self confidence
being questioned.
Its very hypocritical!
The human body and sex
are nothing to be ashamed of.
Its so important to have a healthy self confidence!
Never be ashamed of who you are and what you do!
RE: for the hosts
It always will be popular as i guess, because it's all about judging each other :P ...Everybody has something in the past to feel shame at, and so often we forgot about that, judging others!
Do u notice how do criterias of shame change all the time during the history? If many ages ago it was a shame for a woman to wear a dress shorter than her ankles, now it's not even a shame if a model defile on stage topless....
If churches still accuse getting nude on public, it's just the question of time. They try to have an influence on "sinners", and it helps partly :D .... But there are so many new so called "believers" appear nowadays, who proclaim free relations, freedom for everything, freedom to get nude on public as well and so on....
I don't stand for those ideas, but i also don't like someone to point out the "right way" for the life. Everyone goes his/her own way.
And topazsky has said it damn right: it's just hypocritical! Let's rather think about our own life, it's too short to worry about someone elses "sins" (if those are sins at all!) .....cheers :))
Do u notice how do criterias of shame change all the time during the history? If many ages ago it was a shame for a woman to wear a dress shorter than her ankles, now it's not even a shame if a model defile on stage topless....
If churches still accuse getting nude on public, it's just the question of time. They try to have an influence on "sinners", and it helps partly :D .... But there are so many new so called "believers" appear nowadays, who proclaim free relations, freedom for everything, freedom to get nude on public as well and so on....
I don't stand for those ideas, but i also don't like someone to point out the "right way" for the life. Everyone goes his/her own way.
And topazsky has said it damn right: it's just hypocritical! Let's rather think about our own life, it's too short to worry about someone elses "sins" (if those are sins at all!) .....cheers :))
RE: for the hosts
Dear Freeda you only get ashamed when certain guys from here refused your "friendship". Didnt stoped you to insult them at all, how could be ashamed by working in a porn site? Great atittude, indeed!!!
RE: for the hosts
Well if someone would actually recognise me from here first I would be very surprised coz what u see on cam and reality differ somehow. But if someone did, I wouldnt be ashamed of it. The ones whos opinion matter for me already know what I used to do so I dont actually give a damn about the others. The only time my past as a chathost bothered me was when I had a fight with my brother about who brings more money into the house and he basically said "yeah you paid ur own stuff for 4 years and such but think about how u paid it". It bothered me not becoz I was ashamed or smthg but becoz it came from my brother and I didnt expect that from him. But anyhow, all is well now:)
RE: for the hosts
Friend, do you mean Freeda19 or freeda, who insults guys? Similar name, totally different hosts.
RE: for the hosts
he he, well i would shit a brick, and run / hide he he, if it was some1 in my family I'd blag it off as a Marketing exercise he he...its gonna happen 1 day, and I will deffo laugh about it, I have gr8 fun here at cc.
How about a new topic?
What is everyone up to today? Anything new and exciting in your lives??
RE: How about a new topic?
i love jiverman's hat :P
hope something happens for you in the morning then :))
hope something happens for you in the morning then :))
RE: How about a new topic?
the same thing we do everyday, Pinky.
Try to take over the WORLD!
evil maniacal laughter followed by coughing and hacking
Try to take over the WORLD!
evil maniacal laughter followed by coughing and hacking
RE: How about a new topic?
muahhhhhhh so very true!! the world will be ours... and then mine after i beat you with a baseball bat... muahhhhhhh :P
Mindreader needing a job....
MinderReader down on his luck and needing a job goes into a pharmacy showing a help wanted sign, the owner asks what qualifications the Mindreader has , He says, he can read minds, will know what the customers want before they ask and that will speed up sales! The Onwer is not quite believing him but offers the MindReader a 3 chances to prove himself. A new customer walks in teh store, the mindReader concentrates grabs some bandaids and has them ready for the customer, the customer walks up to the counter and says I need a box ... well i see you have them right here , pays for the bandaids and leaves. 2nd customer walks in the MindReader concentrates again and grab the bag of kitty litter, the customer walks up to the counter and starts to ask for ... well i see you have it right here thanks so much , pays and leaves. The owner very impressed now says one more right and I hire you. 3rd customer walks in, MindReader concentrates, gets a funny look on his face, starts to reach, then changes his mind grabs a box of kotex maxi pads and has them at the counter for the customer, Mindreader says, Here you are Lady, just what you are needing! She replies, that is not what i wanted, not what I need and I have never been so embarassed in my life you should be fired!!! Onwer hears all this comes over to the mindReader and says your fired you missed that one by a mile!!! MindReader says not a mile only an inch, she wanted toilet paper instead.
RE: Important to have friends
Remember that a friend will help you move, a GOOD friend will help you move a body
RE: Important to have friends
A good friend would give you no strings attached sex, now thats the friend I want(!!)
Vera's song, Kaz's song, name a song for other host.....?
Vera
Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn
Remember how she said that
We would meet again
Some sunny day
Vera! Vera!
What has become of you
Does anybody else in here
Feel the way I do ?
THE CLASH LYRICS
"Rock the KAZ-bah"
Now the king told the boogie men
You have to let that raga drop
The oil down the desert way
Has been shakin' to the top
The sheik he drove his Cadillac
He went a' cruisnin' down the ville
The muezzin was a' standing
On the radiator grille
[Chorus]
The shareef don't like it
Rockin' the KAZ-bah
Rock the KAZ-bah
The shareef don't like it
Rockin' the KAZ-bah
Rock the KAZ-bah
By order of the prophet
We ban that boogie sound
Degenerate the faithful
With that crazy KAZ-bah sound
But the Bedouin they brought out
The electric camel drum
The local guitar picker
Got his guitar picking thumb
As soon as the shareef
Had cleared the square
They began to wail
[Chorus]
Now over at the temple
Oh! They really pack 'em in
The in crowd say it's cool
To dig this chanting thing
But as the wind changed direction
The temple band took five
The crowd caught a wiff
Of that crazy KAZ-bah jive
[Chorus]
The king called up his jet fighters
He said you better earn your pay
Drop your bombs between the minarets
Down the KAZ-bah way
As soon as the shareef was
Chauffeured outta there
The jet pilots tuned to
The cockpit radio blare
As soon as the shareef was
Outta their hair
The jet pilots wailed
[Chorus]
He thinks it's not kosher
Fundamentally he can't take it.
You know he really hates it.
Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn
Remember how she said that
We would meet again
Some sunny day
Vera! Vera!
What has become of you
Does anybody else in here
Feel the way I do ?
THE CLASH LYRICS
"Rock the KAZ-bah"
Now the king told the boogie men
You have to let that raga drop
The oil down the desert way
Has been shakin' to the top
The sheik he drove his Cadillac
He went a' cruisnin' down the ville
The muezzin was a' standing
On the radiator grille
[Chorus]
The shareef don't like it
Rockin' the KAZ-bah
Rock the KAZ-bah
The shareef don't like it
Rockin' the KAZ-bah
Rock the KAZ-bah
By order of the prophet
We ban that boogie sound
Degenerate the faithful
With that crazy KAZ-bah sound
But the Bedouin they brought out
The electric camel drum
The local guitar picker
Got his guitar picking thumb
As soon as the shareef
Had cleared the square
They began to wail
[Chorus]
Now over at the temple
Oh! They really pack 'em in
The in crowd say it's cool
To dig this chanting thing
But as the wind changed direction
The temple band took five
The crowd caught a wiff
Of that crazy KAZ-bah jive
[Chorus]
The king called up his jet fighters
He said you better earn your pay
Drop your bombs between the minarets
Down the KAZ-bah way
As soon as the shareef was
Chauffeured outta there
The jet pilots tuned to
The cockpit radio blare
As soon as the shareef was
Outta their hair
The jet pilots wailed
[Chorus]
He thinks it's not kosher
Fundamentally he can't take it.
You know he really hates it.
one for PrettyWitch too but come on members post for the host!!!
Witchy Woman
Raven hair and ruby lips
sparks fly from her finger tips
Echoed voices in the night
she's a restless spirit on an endless flight
wooo hooo witchy woman, see how
high she flies
woo hoo witchy woman she got
the moon in her eye
She held me spellbound in the night
dancing shadows and firelight
crazy laughter in another
room and she drove herself to madness
with a silver spoon
woo hoo witchy woman see how high she flies
woo hoo witchy woman she got the moon in her eye
Well I know you want a lover,
let me tell your brother, she's been sleeping
in the Devil's bed.
And there's some rumors going round
someone's underground
she can rock you in the nighttime
'til your skin turns red
woo hoo witchy woman
see how high she flies
woo hoo witchy woman
she got the moon in her eye
Raven hair and ruby lips
sparks fly from her finger tips
Echoed voices in the night
she's a restless spirit on an endless flight
wooo hooo witchy woman, see how
high she flies
woo hoo witchy woman she got
the moon in her eye
She held me spellbound in the night
dancing shadows and firelight
crazy laughter in another
room and she drove herself to madness
with a silver spoon
woo hoo witchy woman see how high she flies
woo hoo witchy woman she got the moon in her eye
Well I know you want a lover,
let me tell your brother, she's been sleeping
in the Devil's bed.
And there's some rumors going round
someone's underground
she can rock you in the nighttime
'til your skin turns red
woo hoo witchy woman
see how high she flies
woo hoo witchy woman
she got the moon in her eye
Galaxy Song - Monty Python
Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour,
That's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the 'Milky Way'.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
It's a hundred thousand light years side to side.
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick,
But out by us, it's just three thousand light years wide.
We're thirty thousand light years from galactic central point.
We go 'round every two hundred million years,
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute, and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space,
'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth.
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour,
That's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the 'Milky Way'.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
It's a hundred thousand light years side to side.
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick,
But out by us, it's just three thousand light years wide.
We're thirty thousand light years from galactic central point.
We go 'round every two hundred million years,
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute, and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space,
'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth.
RE: waiting for mine
ohhh dear,, sugar gal,, im still working on it,,, you know it's special,,
Vera Lynn
You are far too young to remember Vera Lynn Gortensia.
She was a singer who gained popularity in the UK during the second world war.
She was a singer who gained popularity in the UK during the second world war.
RE: Vera Lynn
Pink Floyd. Album: The Wall.
There is a line where he sings: "Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn" - oh , its so fucking sentimental, i love it!
There is a line where he sings: "Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn" - oh , its so fucking sentimental, i love it!
RE: Vera's song, Kaz's song, name a song for other host.....?
I prefer The Vapours, I'm turning Japanese.
RE: Vera's song, Kaz's song, name a song for other host.....?
song!!! love it... only have it on tape though...guess i need to find the mp3 now :)) thanks for the remind :D
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
Cancel and give the money you were going to spend to charity or see a psychologist to solve your problems. Better kiss your wife and tell her your love her. Take the kids to a game. Life is short.
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
haha! psychologist sounds like a good one!
no wife, thus no kids, thus no taking them to a game or telling them i love them lol... but yes life is indeed short
no wife, thus no kids, thus no taking them to a game or telling them i love them lol... but yes life is indeed short
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
... in that case, give all the money you would have spent, directly to me.
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
LOL Banana ;)
i'm still undecided :S guess i'll come to a decision within the next few weeks or so... i hope :S
i'm still undecided :S guess i'll come to a decision within the next few weeks or so... i hope :S
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
haha! true ;)
however it's not the bank forcing me to quit that i'm worried about heh, that doesn't mean to suggest i'm loaded, far from it :S just i can control my urges to chat to ladies in video :D
i think i may be getting to attached to a host and that can only end badly :S
however it's not the bank forcing me to quit that i'm worried about heh, that doesn't mean to suggest i'm loaded, far from it :S just i can control my urges to chat to ladies in video :D
i think i may be getting to attached to a host and that can only end badly :S
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
i know i got my ass kicked.. Only a spunky lady could do that to me, lol
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
u do that... thought u was leaving... i was having a party here... but for some reason u still stay... how come?? and how come u on ur knees now??
RE: still on my knees
I don't get it. No offense meant or nothing, but she's practically as old as my mum.
RE: still on my knees
that wasn't nice Scooter.. age has nothing to do with beauty
sorry Anne.. Dear
sorry Anne.. Dear
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
gete, get your sore sorry fat ass back in here we love you.. kiss
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
Dude do as YOU want. If you posted the question :
'Should I live or throw myself off a cliff?'
Would go and do what 99.9% of the answers said? Heartless bastards in here, they would vote cliff(!!) lol
'Should I live or throw myself off a cliff?'
Would go and do what 99.9% of the answers said? Heartless bastards in here, they would vote cliff(!!) lol
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
lol Bebe ;)
canceling my credit card and jumping off a cliff are two slightly different things ;) although you are right about it being my choice :)
so far, i've chosen to stay for a while longer at least before reconsidering leaving. I've told the host that i've begun to develop feelings for her and she already knew so it's out in the open :) nothing's going to happen i'm not deluded enough to actually believe anything will lol but at least it's a little something off my mind :)
thanks all lol
canceling my credit card and jumping off a cliff are two slightly different things ;) although you are right about it being my choice :)
so far, i've chosen to stay for a while longer at least before reconsidering leaving. I've told the host that i've begun to develop feelings for her and she already knew so it's out in the open :) nothing's going to happen i'm not deluded enough to actually believe anything will lol but at least it's a little something off my mind :)
thanks all lol
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
you decide to stay and you are not even going to tell us her name???
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
can't i be undecided about sharing that information? :D
well odds are she already has many suitors hoping to become her partner/bf/husband so why should i mention her name only for people to jump the bandwagon as they usually do and claim to have had her etc etc?
I'm not going to state her name because if i do then maybe people will talk to her and mention this incident over and over again which will be annoying for her not to mention that like i said before she probably has other admirers and i wouldn't want to offend them either :)
well odds are she already has many suitors hoping to become her partner/bf/husband so why should i mention her name only for people to jump the bandwagon as they usually do and claim to have had her etc etc?
I'm not going to state her name because if i do then maybe people will talk to her and mention this incident over and over again which will be annoying for her not to mention that like i said before she probably has other admirers and i wouldn't want to offend them either :)
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
You have nothing to lose by offering to meet her... find your balls and go for it! Nice guys tend to finish last, make sure this time you do not!
RE: to cancel or to stay...?
keep your mouth shut for her... rather then her other admirers. :)
a woman once said...
a man is like a deck of playing cards:
you need a heart to love him,
a diamond to marry him,
a club to smash his f***ing head in &
a spade to bury the bastard.
you need a heart to love him,
a diamond to marry him,
a club to smash his f***ing head in &
a spade to bury the bastard.
soaking up sun
its hot over here--damn and i was complaing about cold weather back home in alaska-
growing tomatoes
lame..but i cant b bothered to think (yes i do sometimes do that) of anything fun
An old Italian man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig his
tomato garden, but it was very hard work at his age.
His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a
letter to his son and described his predicament :
Dear Vincent,
I am feeling pretty badly because it looks like I won't be able to
plant my tomato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a
garden plot. I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you
would be happy to dig the plot for me.
Love, Dad
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Dear Dad,
Don't dig up that garden. That's where I buried the bodies.
Love, Vinnie
At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug
up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old
man and left.
That same day the old man received another letter from his son :
Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under
the circumstances.
Love you,
Vinnie
An old Italian man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig his
tomato garden, but it was very hard work at his age.
His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a
letter to his son and described his predicament :
Dear Vincent,
I am feeling pretty badly because it looks like I won't be able to
plant my tomato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a
garden plot. I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you
would be happy to dig the plot for me.
Love, Dad
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Dear Dad,
Don't dig up that garden. That's where I buried the bodies.
Love, Vinnie
At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug
up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old
man and left.
That same day the old man received another letter from his son :
Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under
the circumstances.
Love you,
Vinnie
good night
good night room---wait a minute, i just relize im not in community chat room,, im in general forum, good grief, i need a doctor--sorry people--stay cool
RE: Onliners that have made me laugh this week...
can u teach me that copy and paste thing....hehe
RE: Onliners that have made me laugh this week...
you have far too much time on your hands Kaz hahahaha
Makin' Whoopee
(a cool song for those who love makin' whoopee and catches up)
Another bride, another June
Another sunny honeymoon
Another reason, another season
For makin' whoopee
Now picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture the same sweet love nest
Think what a year can bring, yes
For makin' whoopee
He's washin dishes and baby clothes
he's so ambitions he even sews
But don't forget folks,
That's what you get folks, for makin' whoopee
Another year, maybe less
What's this I hear? Well, can't you quess?
She feels neglected, and he's suspected
Of makin' whoopee
Yeah she sits alone
Most every night
He doesn't phone, he doesn't write
He says he's busy
But she says, Is he?
He's makin' whoopee
Now he doesn't make much money
Only five thousand per
Some judge who thinks he's funny
Says, you'll pay six to her
He says, now judge, suppose I fail
Judge say, budge, right into jail
You'd better keep her, I think it's cheaper
Than makin' whoopee
Yes, yeah you better keep her
Daddy, I think it's cheaper
Than makin' whoopee
Another bride, another June
Another sunny honeymoon
Another reason, another season
For makin' whoopee
Now picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture the same sweet love nest
Think what a year can bring, yes
For makin' whoopee
He's washin dishes and baby clothes
he's so ambitions he even sews
But don't forget folks,
That's what you get folks, for makin' whoopee
Another year, maybe less
What's this I hear? Well, can't you quess?
She feels neglected, and he's suspected
Of makin' whoopee
Yeah she sits alone
Most every night
He doesn't phone, he doesn't write
He says he's busy
But she says, Is he?
He's makin' whoopee
Now he doesn't make much money
Only five thousand per
Some judge who thinks he's funny
Says, you'll pay six to her
He says, now judge, suppose I fail
Judge say, budge, right into jail
You'd better keep her, I think it's cheaper
Than makin' whoopee
Yes, yeah you better keep her
Daddy, I think it's cheaper
Than makin' whoopee
RE: Makin' Whoopee
Haiti women use that word all the time,, only word i can understand from their language
RE: 2 songs that decribe me
It's a heartache
Nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it's too, late
Hits you when you're down
It's a heartache
nothing but a heartache
love them till your arms break
then it lets you down
It's a fools game
standing in the cold rain
feeling like a clown
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
love them till your arms break
them it lets you down
It ain't right with love to share
When you find them doesn't care
It ain't wise to need more
As much as I need one
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
But I love them anyaway
A Good Cold Beer thats all it takes
Nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it's too, late
Hits you when you're down
It's a heartache
nothing but a heartache
love them till your arms break
then it lets you down
It's a fools game
standing in the cold rain
feeling like a clown
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
love them till your arms break
them it lets you down
It ain't right with love to share
When you find them doesn't care
It ain't wise to need more
As much as I need one
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
But I love them anyaway
A Good Cold Beer thats all it takes
Know my old nick...:P
Psychic spies from China
Try to steal your mind's elation
Little girls from Sweden
Dream of silver screen quotations
And if you want these kind of dreams
It's Californication
It's the edge of the world
And all of western civilization
The sun may rise in the East
At least it settles in the final location
It's understood that Hollywood
sells Californication
Pay your surgeon very well
To break the spell of aging
Celebrity skin is this your chin
Or is that war your waging
[Chorus:]
First born unicorn
Hard core soft porn
Dream of Californication
Dream of Californication
Marry me girl be my fairy to the world
Be my very own constellation
A teenage bride with a baby inside
Getting high on information
And buy me a star on the boulevard
It's Californication
Space may be the final frontier
But it's made in a Hollywood basement
Cobain can you hear the spheres
Singing songs off station to station
And Alderon's not far away
It's Californication
Born and raised by those who praise
Control of population everybody's been there
and
I don't mean on vacation
[Chorus]
Destruction leads to a very rough road
But it also breeds creation
And earthquakes are to a girl's guitar
They're just another good vibration
And tidal waves couldn't save the world
From Californication
Pay your surgeon very well
To break the spell of aging
Sicker than the rest
There is no test
But this is what you're craving
[Chorus]
Try to steal your mind's elation
Little girls from Sweden
Dream of silver screen quotations
And if you want these kind of dreams
It's Californication
It's the edge of the world
And all of western civilization
The sun may rise in the East
At least it settles in the final location
It's understood that Hollywood
sells Californication
Pay your surgeon very well
To break the spell of aging
Celebrity skin is this your chin
Or is that war your waging
[Chorus:]
First born unicorn
Hard core soft porn
Dream of Californication
Dream of Californication
Marry me girl be my fairy to the world
Be my very own constellation
A teenage bride with a baby inside
Getting high on information
And buy me a star on the boulevard
It's Californication
Space may be the final frontier
But it's made in a Hollywood basement
Cobain can you hear the spheres
Singing songs off station to station
And Alderon's not far away
It's Californication
Born and raised by those who praise
Control of population everybody's been there
and
I don't mean on vacation
[Chorus]
Destruction leads to a very rough road
But it also breeds creation
And earthquakes are to a girl's guitar
They're just another good vibration
And tidal waves couldn't save the world
From Californication
Pay your surgeon very well
To break the spell of aging
Sicker than the rest
There is no test
But this is what you're craving
[Chorus]
RE: 2 songs that decribe me
You should have gone for " Grandma we love you" and "Ding dong the witch is dead"
RE: 2 songs that decribe me
spb I think your two songs would have to be "I'm a loser" by Marianne Faithful and "What a fool believes" by the Doobie Brothers.
RE: 2 songs that decribe me (thanks to Pink Floyd)
Shine on you Crazy Diamond (p 1)
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter,
you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Shine on you Crazy Diamond (p 2)
Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Pile on many more layers and I'll be joining you there.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
And we'll bask in the shadow of yesterday's triumph,
and sail on the steel breeze.
Come on you boy child, you winner and loser,
come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!
2nd song:
Time
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine
Staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long
And there is time to kill today
And then one day you find
Ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
You missed the starting gun
And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter
Never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to nought
Or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone
The song is over
Thought I'd something more to say
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter,
you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Shine on you Crazy Diamond (p 2)
Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Pile on many more layers and I'll be joining you there.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
And we'll bask in the shadow of yesterday's triumph,
and sail on the steel breeze.
Come on you boy child, you winner and loser,
come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!
2nd song:
Time
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine
Staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long
And there is time to kill today
And then one day you find
Ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
You missed the starting gun
And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter
Never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to nought
Or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone
The song is over
Thought I'd something more to say
RE: 2 songs that decribe me
the song that describes me best is by one of the great all girl rock bands, "The Shaggs"
Why Do I Feel?
Sometimes I feel funny
And bottled up inside
Then for some reason
I just start to cry
Sometimes I feel happy
And overflowing with joy
Then things change
And I start to worry
Why do I feel the way I feel?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why do I feel the way I feel?
Sometimes I worry over nothing at all
Sometimes I think life's just a ball
When life changes and turns the other way
I try to think of something gay [ editor's note, I am not gay! even though there is nothing wrong with people who are.]
Why do I feel the way I feel?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why do I feel the way I feel?
There are times when I feel sad
There are times when I feel blue
What makes me feel this way the most
Is when I don't know why I do the things I do
Why do I do the things I do?
Why do I feel the way I feel?
Why do I do the things I do?
There are times when I feel sad
There are times when I feel blue
What makes me feel this way the most
Is when I don't know why I do the things I do
Why do I do the things I do?
Why do I feel the way I feel?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why Do I Feel?
Sometimes I feel funny
And bottled up inside
Then for some reason
I just start to cry
Sometimes I feel happy
And overflowing with joy
Then things change
And I start to worry
Why do I feel the way I feel?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why do I feel the way I feel?
Sometimes I worry over nothing at all
Sometimes I think life's just a ball
When life changes and turns the other way
I try to think of something gay [ editor's note, I am not gay! even though there is nothing wrong with people who are.]
Why do I feel the way I feel?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why do I feel the way I feel?
There are times when I feel sad
There are times when I feel blue
What makes me feel this way the most
Is when I don't know why I do the things I do
Why do I do the things I do?
Why do I feel the way I feel?
Why do I do the things I do?
There are times when I feel sad
There are times when I feel blue
What makes me feel this way the most
Is when I don't know why I do the things I do
Why do I do the things I do?
Why do I feel the way I feel?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why do I do the things I do?
RE: 2 songs that decribe me
No the song that describes you is 4' 33" by John Cage. Four minutes of silence and nothingness. You are irrelevant.
RE: 2 songs that decribe me
pablo picasso
Well some people try to pick up girls
And get called assholes
This never happened to Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare and
So Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole
Well the girls would turn the color
Of the avocado when he would drive
Down their street in his El Dorado
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole
Not like you
Alright
Well he was only 5'3"
But girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole
Not in New York
Oh well be not schmuck, be not obnoxious,
Be not bellbottom bummer or asshole
Remember the story of Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole
Alright this is it
Some people try to pick up girls
And they get called an asshole
This never happened to Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare and so
Pablo Picasso was never called...
Well some people try to pick up girls
And get called assholes
This never happened to Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare and
So Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole
Well the girls would turn the color
Of the avocado when he would drive
Down their street in his El Dorado
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole
Not like you
Alright
Well he was only 5'3"
But girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole
Not in New York
Oh well be not schmuck, be not obnoxious,
Be not bellbottom bummer or asshole
Remember the story of Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole
Alright this is it
Some people try to pick up girls
And they get called an asshole
This never happened to Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare and so
Pablo Picasso was never called...
RE: 2 songs that decribe me
1. Piano Concerto No 2 Sergey Rachmaninov. Extravagant, hyper-emotional, intense, elitist, just like moi!
2. Sixth Symphony (Pathetique) Pyotr Illiyich Tchaikovsky. The first movement is a display of composerly virtuosity with clever melodies, developments and modulations, but the really great part is the ending, which is unexpected and strangely haunting. I always listen wearing my ascot and drinking my gin and tonic, while Fluffy purrs on my lap leaving my bulbous parts all tingly and engorged.
2. Sixth Symphony (Pathetique) Pyotr Illiyich Tchaikovsky. The first movement is a display of composerly virtuosity with clever melodies, developments and modulations, but the really great part is the ending, which is unexpected and strangely haunting. I always listen wearing my ascot and drinking my gin and tonic, while Fluffy purrs on my lap leaving my bulbous parts all tingly and engorged.
RE: katfights
hey,, be careful what you girls ask for,, here in united states "catfights" girls take very seriously, can poke your eyes out
RE: katfights
there used to be a studio on here called fighters that would do catfight shows.. guess it wasn't so popular back in 2001 because they were only online for a couple of months - but did ok shows
RE: katfights
3 years ago i got 2 hosts (both of which dont work here anymore) to make a private show like this for me - it rocked. at the time they were friends but soon after the show stopped talking.
RE: happy birthday brock
WOW!! really Kaz?? maybe we need to share more than that!! LOL Happy birthday to u too, Kaz!! KISSES
RE: happy birthday brock
Thank you Kerry for the birthday wish!!! And thank you to all who took the time to offer their own wishes. I appreciate the thoughts. Now, who can tell me how i can start making this age thing go in the opposite direction!!! lol Thanks again and Kerry...KISSES to u, sweetie!! :-)
RE: happy birthday brock
happy belated birthday brockster.hope you had a a great day & the rest of the year is at least as good :--))
NEW BABE
hi there :)
I'm kiesha and im new here. i'd like to make friends and enjoy myself here. i would like u to be my master and teach me how to be a good chat host.
i would love to make friends with you :)
kiesha
I'm kiesha and im new here. i'd like to make friends and enjoy myself here. i would like u to be my master and teach me how to be a good chat host.
i would love to make friends with you :)
kiesha
RE: NEW BABE
welcome aboard sexykiesha--good luck--always remember to have fun, stay cool and show body
RE: NEW BABE
just so you don't forget me, I am the resident brownnoser...that's me abc "Always Brown-nosing Chathosts"
RE: NEW BABE
I have no idea what the abc above me said Kiesha but if it was anything offensive to you I assure you it wasn't me.
I never read the troll's posts as they bore the life out of me.
The false posts are usually easy to spot. The word I is never in uppercase or the troll usually puts little .... somewhere in the post.
But the big give away is that the post is a negative one posted by someone who thinks because he spend his life here all the girls should love him. Unfortunately being such a loser it never happens and he has to take his anger out somewhere.
Anyway once again welcome to cc Kiesha.
I never read the troll's posts as they bore the life out of me.
The false posts are usually easy to spot. The word I is never in uppercase or the troll usually puts little .... somewhere in the post.
But the big give away is that the post is a negative one posted by someone who thinks because he spend his life here all the girls should love him. Unfortunately being such a loser it never happens and he has to take his anger out somewhere.
Anyway once again welcome to cc Kiesha.
re: Community Chat
Don't you just hate someone who says "hello" in <private> and then ignores all your answers? It's like ringing your doorbell and then running away! LOL
RE: re: Community Chat
yea, i do, also hate the ''hi hun'' or 'hi bb''
if you dont want me to ignore you, call me sir,
oh sure i will still ignore you, but itll show me that you care (K)
if you dont want me to ignore you, call me sir,
oh sure i will still ignore you, but itll show me that you care (K)
RE: re: Community Chat
just make sure they didn't leave a burning bag of dog shit there before you next step outside ...
RE: re: Community Chat
Are you on the offenders register? Don't take the computer to PC World for repair. You know what happened to your hero Gary.
RE: re: Community Chat
Look. The hosts go there to troll for members to persuade to go to their video. They send out a HI to every memo in the chat. Once they get a bit they focus on reeling in that member. The problem is you were too slow to respond as someone higher on the list responded to her HI before you. Very simple. Consider yourself lucky. She wasnt trying to make friends. She was trying to make money.
RE: re: Community Chat
no comment--cool,, well wait i will make a comment, its ok, just wait still your mind starts drifting, then you will know, its cool,