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Letters On The Skin « Result #1 on Mar 13, 2009, 1:29am »
Three women at the doctors office. The first one goes in to see the doctor. When the doctor goes to examine her he notices a big Y on her chest. The doctor asks, " Why do you have a big Y on your chest?"
She replys, " Well, my boyfriend went to Yale and when we make love he likes to wear his college sweater."
The doctor nods and continues on with the next patient. When he examines her he notices a big H on her chest.
Agian, the doctor asks, " How did you get a big H on your chest?" The woman replys " My husband went to Harvard and when we make love he likes to wear his college sweater."
The doctors just nods his head and continues on with the last patient. As he examines her he notices once again that this woman also has a letter on her chest. A large M.
He says, " Dont tell me, your boyfriend went to Michigan?"
" NO" replys the patient " But my girlfriend went to Wisconsin"
When Logic Prevails « Result #2 on Mar 13, 2009, 1:29am »
Two nuns went out of their convent for a walk. One of them is known as Sister Mathematical (SM) and the other one is known as Sister Logical (SL). It was getting dark and they were still far away from the convent.
SL: Have you noticed that a man has been following us for the past half-hour?
SM: Yes, I wonder what he wants.
SL: It's logical. He wants to rape us.
SM: Oh, no! At this rate he will reach us in 15 minutes at the most. What can we do?
SL: The only logical thing to do of course is to walk faster.
SM: It's not working.
SL: Of course it's not working. The man did the only logical thing. He started to walk faster too.
SM: So, what shall we do? At this rate he will reach us in one minute.
SL: The only logical thing we can do is split. You go that way and I'll go this way. He cannot follows us both. So the man decided to follow Sister Logical.
Sister Mathematical arrives at the convent and is worried what has happened to Sister Logical. Then Sister Logical arrives.
SM: Sister Logical! Thank God you are here! Tell me what happened!
SL: The only logical thing happened. The man couldn't follow us both, so he followed me.
SM: Yes, yes! But what happened then?
SL: The only logical thing happened. I started to run as fast as I could and he started to run as fast as he could.
SM: And?
SL: The only logical thing happened. He reached me.
SM: Oh, dear! What did you do?
SL: The only logical thing to do. I lifted my dress up.
SM: Oh, Sister! What did the man do?
SL: The only logical thing to do. He pulled down his pants.
SM: Oh, no! What happened then?
SL: Isn't it logical, Sister? A nun with her dress up can run faster than a man with his pants down........
A Guy Named Bill « Result #3 on Feb 25, 2009, 3:12am »
His name was Bill. He had wild hair, wore a T-shirt with holes in it, blue jeans and no shoes. In the entire time I knew him I never once saw Bill wear a pair of shoes. Rain, sleet or snow, Bill was barefoot. This was literally his wardrobe for his whole four years of college.
He was brilliant and looked like he was always pondering the esoteric.wow power leveling He became a Christian while attending college. Across the street from the campus was a church full of well-dressed, middle-class people. They wanted to develop a ministry to the college students, but they were not sure how to go about it.
One day, Bill decided to worship there. He walked into the church, complete with his wild hair, T-shirt, blue jeans and bare feet.wow gold The church was completely packed, and the service had already begun. Bill started down the aisle to find a place to sit. By now the people were looking a bit uncomfortable, but no one said anything.
As Bill moved closer and closer to the pulpit,wow power leveling he realized there were no empty seats. So he squatted and sat down on the carpet right up front. (Although such behavior would have been perfectly acceptable at the college fellowship, this was a scenario this particular congregation had never witnessed before!) By now, the people seemed uptight, and the tension in the air was thickening.
Right about the time Bill took his ¡°seat,¡± a deacon began slowly making his way down the aisle from the back of the sanctuary. The deacon was in his eighties, had silver gray hair, a three-piece suit and a pocket watch.wow power leveling He was a godly man -- very elegant, dignified and courtly. He walked with a cane and, as he neared the boy, church members thought, ¡°You can¡¯t blame him for what he¡¯s going to do. How can you expect a man of his age and background to understand some college kid on the floor?¡±
It took a long time for the man to reach the boy.wow gold The church was utterly silent except for the clicking of his cane. You couldn¡¯t even hear anyone breathing. All eyes were on the deacon.
But then they saw the elderly man drop his cane on the floor.wow gold With great difficulty, he sat down on the floor next to Bill and worshipped with him. Everyone in the congregation choked up with emotion. When the minister gained control, he told the people, ¡°What I am about to preach, you will never remember. What you¡¯ve just seen, you will never forget.¡±
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elbow « Result #9 on May 8, 2007, 4:33am »
Tales from an Optimistic Pessimist Elbow By Snekochan
I hate student council. I hated it in grade six when I moved to a school that had it, I hated it when I went to the area’s combination junior and high school. I hated the stupid “Spirit Days” on Fridays where you were expected to come to school dressed to match some stupid theme or idea, like ‘bad-hair day’ (I had a permanent one. No problem there), ‘pyjama day’(Uh-uh. I refuse to wear bed clothes to school), ’jersey day’ (Sports jerseys, not the cows. Pity…), etc. So how was it, that after four years of steadily hating the very institution, I ended up on the student council? Being considered a serious (It‘s true. They think I’m serious.), responsible student has some major drawbacks… which is how I ended up outside a large garage on a blustery Tuesday afternoon. A Christmas parade. I didn’t even know there was one. Now I had to help work on a float. That was a very…interesting adventure in itself. (I permanently terrified all my fellow student council members by cracking off the bottom branches of our Christmas tree -barehanded- so it would fit in a stand (it never did). Seriously people. Big deal! Then there was the tinsel incident, and the boxes, and the branches, and the wrapping paper tubes…) Finally, two hours later, (After bickering with my best-friend-to-be, Awanchan) I found myself outside with the two who were giving me a ride home. Board and very hyper after the whole (pathetic) float thing, we found ourselves deciding to race to the far wall. Feet pounding across the unpaved parking lot, we laughed, our breath turning into silvery clouds in the dusk. I was in the lead (By all of a foot too! I’m such a slow runner it’s not funny. In a movie, I’d be one of the first one’s x-ed off.) Unfortunately, I spotted a large (ice covered) pot hole directly ahead. Quickly, I glanced over my shoulder to see if I could cut around it without knocking one of the others over. My foot hooked in a rock. Never look back. Wham! Gravel makes a very uncomfortable landing surface, I must say. I said I was fine and went to the tiny bathroom inside to pick the rocks out of my hand (left, of course- I’m left handed). After I’d cleaned it up as best I could, I went out and got the ride home, joking with the others and ignoring the burning in my hand. I was lucky, I decided. I had both decided not to wear my coat while running, which was good (if I has, I would’ve been impaled by my scissors, hammer, screwdriver… yeah. I was a regular tool kit) and I had worn my red hoodie. No blood stains! When I got home, my mom brought me upstairs to get me cleaned up. (Rubbing alcohol. OW! That hurt more than the stupid fall) Which is when we discovered I had taken a gouge out of my elbow. For about an inch, there was just…a hole. (I never feel cuts like that. I did something similar to my knee). When my did got off work, we went to get it patched up (and to get the gravel removed from my hand). I was fine. It didn’t actually hurt. It was just kinda messy. So that’s what I got from joining student council. It marked me! But do I regret joining it? Not a chance! We never do anything, and we disappear at Grad, but it’s got its moments! Besides. Never look back. There’re always good things to be found. We can’t change the past. All we can do is look ahead and cherish the present!
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Hands « Result #10 on May 7, 2007, 4:50am »
Tales from An Optimistic Pessimist Hands By Snekochan
I love lifting heavy things. It may sound weird coming from a girl who spends a lot of time reading, but personally, I really don’t care. I just love lifting things. Picking them up and moving them, feeling the pull as my mind drifts to other things- thinks like stories, the book I’m reading, the episode of Danny Phantom I’ll tape this week. It’s brainless, in a way, and I love doing it. That’s why it always bugs me that when the teachers needed help to carry chairs, or desks, they would always ask the guys to do it.
Guys.
Not girls; not everyone; not people; not class. Guys. As if guys were the only one’s who could do it. It used to make me so mad! That’s why, whenever I got the chance, I’d help the janitor (a woman, I might add) with anything she needed carried, which is how I ended up helping to carry the desks back to classrooms after mid-term exams. Supposedly, we were all expected to help carry the desks back- one for each of us. Apparently, most of the other people were less interested in lifting things than I was. By the time homeroom rolled around, I was the only one left hauling the things to class. The teachers thanked me, and said they could handle the rest. I went to class, tired, but happy. I had French first, I’d brought my journal, all that fun stuff. Humming, I shouldered my bag, flexing hand which had fallen asleep, greeting my teacher and dropping into my chair. Ah French. I loved it! I love French, I love languages. I just wish I could speak more or them. I fumbled picking up my pencil, dropping it. Laughing, I picked it up, only to drop it again. No big deal, I told myself, you’re just shaky from carrying more than normal. I got the pencil onto the table and pulled a packet of lead refills from my bag, still trying to flex my hand.
It wasn’t working.
Needless to say, I was more than a little worried. It turned out to be fine, the teacher sent me from the classroom to see if it would clear up, which it did in the course of about half an hour- well, it probably should’ve taken longer, but I got sick of sitting in the principal’s office with nothing to do, so I went back to class as soon as I could hold a pen. I never was able to read the notes from that class.
My hand’s fine. By the end of the day, I was drawing and typing as well as normal, but I’d gotten a good scare.
I think we forget, frequently, how fragile our bodies are. Mess one small thing up, like pinching a nerve, can cause effects all over. In my case, it affected my hands, to my mind, my most important thing, seeing as I spend most of my time drawing or writing , or working with miniatures. If there was any part I’d be lost without, it’d be my hands. We have to watch ourselves. It’s well and fine to push ourselves, but if we’re not careful, we’ll pinch a nerve and lose our hands, or our feet, or our world, because we’re not the only system that can have a pinched nerve. Our families, our towns and governments, our friends, our world, any of these things are things we might take for granted, but if we’re not careful, we could pinch a nerve and be without our hands. We’d be lost. So be careful, but also, be thankful for what you have, and be mindful of what we have. Like your body, every relationship must be cared for and respected, be it from mind to hand, you to friends, humans to the world, it’s all the same. We’re all the same.
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