Chris Steelman Spider pig spider pig does whatever a ....... lol
Tiffany Perkins doctors appt turned out good the weight i have gained has all went to the baby her heart beat is still good got blood drawn and the flu shot will get news in a few weeks about my blood tests
Oluwatimilehin Samuel For guys only; Here are some tips to have a merry xmas and make it to 2012 financially healthy.
1- Flee from persons with feminine appearances except thy mum & wife.
2- Thou shall not make up with ex-babes, avoid their calls.
3- Thou shall not smile with ladies you meet in the banks, shopping mall,and other public places where moneyexchange hands.
4- Thou shall keep a straight face when in a public transport, thou shall also not laugh to jokes especially if told by a feminine person beside you.
Ziya Uddin Promise me that WE are True Friendz...
I'm Lamp, U are Light.
I'm Coke, U are Sprite.
I'm Saawan, U are Baadal.
I'm Normal, U are Paagal.
I'm Water, U are Tanki.
I'm TARZAN, U are MONKEY
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(",)/ OYE KITTHE
<)) HAI TU YAR
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(,") pata kinna
<)(>!miss kitaa
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INNNNA ,,
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If ever in ur life ur sad & lonely & feel
that u have lost everything, I'll come,
hold ur hand, take u 4 a walk on a
bridge & show u where to jump!
Brandy Lowe I saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: (1) Copy & Paste this on your wall (2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.
Archana Lonkar There's no national language in India: Gujarat High Court
AHMEDABAD: Does India have a national language? No, says the Gujarat High Court. The court also observed that in India, a majority of people have accepted Hindi as a national language and many speak Hindi and write in Devanagari script, but it's not officially the national language.
With this observation, a bench headed by Chief Justice S J Mukhopadhaya refused to issue directions that packaged commodities must contain details about goods in Hindi.
Petitioner Suresh Kachhadia had, in 2009, filed a public interest litigation (PIL) in the Gujarat HC seeking mandamus to the Centre as well as the state government to make it mandatory for manufacturers of goods to print in Hindi, all details of goods like price, ingredients and the date of manufacture. His contention was that the consumers are entitled to know what they are consuming.
It was argued that because Hindi is the national language and is understood by a large number of people in the country, directions should be given to publish all such details in Hindi. His counsel placed reliance on the deliberations in the Constituent Assembly in his arguments. Even the Centre's counsel referred to the Standard of Weights and Measures (Packaged Commodities) Rules and told the court that such declaration on packets should be either in English or in Hindi in Devanagari script.
But the court asked whether there was any notification saying Hindi is India's national language, for it's an ``official language'' of this country. No notification ever issued by the government could be produced before the court in this regard. This is because the Constitution has given Hindi the status of the official language and not the national language.
The court concluded that the rules have specific provisions for manufacturers that particulars of declaration should be in Hindi in Devanagari script or in English, and it's their prerogative to use English. Therefore, no mandamus can be issued on manufacturers or governments for giving details or particulars of package in Hindi.
Prettyboy Dizzy IM NEVER LETTING YOU GO EVER YOU ALL I NEED LIKE I GOT PLANTY OF REASONS. 1. YOUR A CLEAN VIRGIN 2. YOU NEVER SMELL BAD 3. YOUR NAME IS NOT GOING AROUND 4. YOUR BOOK AND STREET SMART THAT'S WHY I WILL NEVER LET YOU GO IM SO PROUD OF YOU. <3
Jose D Gomez a dude just got kill in sunset n vine I LOVE l A
Peter Vecchiarelli This is how you royally piss off a team after you score a goal against them. And TBL had lost 7 of 9 so they were probably pissed off before this happened
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Alistair Hill Was having a great dream last night, had a football trial at "God`s own club" (I wasn`t old & fat in my dream) just went into a sliding tackle, kicked the quilt off & fell out of bed! Scared the cat to death as well
Kim Marie David Christopher has graduated and I am about to burst with pride...This experience has been awesome for all of us,especially for him! He has transformed into a very proud and confident young man,as he should be. I am even coming away from this with a new and improved attitude. I can't even begin to express the feelings I have right now and the level of pride I am riding on...Thank You to all of these young men who have unselfishly chose to fight for our country & freedom...especially to my son,PV1 Christopher Niles...I love you and I am very proud of you. You are truely my hero...
Mac Guy Ver ill take yo feet from under u hav u thinkin im under but im relle in front of u beat yo ass like a drummer dude.#D.ill
Vida MrGoham Jefferies Let's play a game.I'ma call it da nickname game.Inbox me yo nickname&any question u wanna know &i'll answer dat question in a stat while also stating rather i'll smash,pass or cuff u &rate u...LEH GO!
Brianne Huffman Just got done cleaning the house! Waitin on my love to get home, an JUST GOT A CALL FROM THE HONDA NURSE SAYING EVERYTHING WAS GOOD SHE PASSED ME FOR THE JOB!!!!! SUUUPPPPERRRR STOKED:)
Laurent Larcher OUAH ! Seulement aujourd’hui, mon profil a été vu 9 fois et je peux voir que j’ai pas mal d’obsédés qui me traquent MDR ! Trouvez les vôtres ici http://bit.ly/uNvgPT
Kwadwo Asante-Kwabiah Be a man, Doooo de right thing
Lavern Bell A godly family will pray together for their own hearts ,their home,and the community. Prayer binds. Family together . A faithful saying is, the family that prays together stays together.
Terrell Push King my son just ask me daddy?what do squirt mean?i said y?he said cause i waz fake'n sleep & grandma said popa keep make'n her do that & a lil got in my juicy juice.
Consy Aweko Am at fidodido 4 the issues of the heart live.it is such a wonderful experience.if u r the just join me.
Owen Fox i am nobody to judge others as i havent had their total experiences in life. i havent lived in their skin, i havent had their traumas, hurts and thoughts they've had 10 years ago, last week or in the last hour.
its one thing to know you dont like what someone does and for what reasons, and know what you would like, and you can INVITE change, but to attack, blame, criticise, blame and condemn is only ego stuff meant to strengthen the false image, the idea, the conceptual identity of who you think you are, because you have lost touch from sensing your own Life, Consciousness, Awareness, Source etc, that You ARE.
that's all ok too. we dont know the path or journey of each soul. but dont forget, im not talking about passivity here, we can INVITE change, and live by example, and talk and speak, and request things of people etc etc, to plant seeds, to show others new ways, show them knew information, and that can be also part of the process for each person and soul.
its done without heaviness, but with understanding and lightness.
if we grew up as another person, with all their experiences, thoughts, emotions, fears, conditioning, sensitive spots holding them back and triggering them etc... we'd BE them, basically, not just like them. so we would be acting the same etc, interpreting things the same.
lets have understanding and compassion for all folks - not animosity and anger.
"the world doesnt need more love, it needs more understanding" ~ Anthony de Mello.
lets all open our hearts, and open our minds too.
many blessings and love this xmastime!
have a great now, always
thanks
Owen :)
Tori Elizabeth Tussey People are pathetic... I really don't understand why people lie about some of the simpliest things. There's really no reason to lie about somethings that's not even a big deal... smh.
Ireri Leonard Gd evng frds? Meditate this- "Dear God, I have never thanked u4 my thorns. I have thanked u a thou times 4 my roses, bt never once 4 my thorns. Teach me the groly of the cross i bear, teach me the value of my thorns. Show me dat i have climbed closer 2u along da path of pain. Show me thro my tears, the colours of ur rainbow look much more brilliant." have a blsd night as u begin 2 thank dad 4 ur thorns...
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