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I think it would be so cool that the owners of this site organized an annual party/gathering at a specific world location for all of us to get together for a weekend... Maybe at a big hotel’s convention area… Or having the whole place for us?... I wonder how it would be... Music, food, drinks… You would have to provide your user name and password to be able to get in (obviously, you have to be the person in your profile pictures) and nigerian scammers would have their own special area in the parking lot, jajajajajajajaajjaja… That´s one party I would love to attend!...
P.S. Hope I am not breaking any rules with this post, because I really think it would be a hell of a party!!!

Enjoy the weekend... ......

Enjoy the weekend... ......

the album farted inside a mushroom catnip bowl of shakey dentures, so that the big f*ckin poo was fond under the corner of the mushroom paddio-oh, and all the flying fishies farted forever at four o clock in the morning, and batan was re-callled to gotham to take part in the an*l sports, along with robinn who was big and fat, and farted 46 times a da.

POO MUNCHER POO MUNCHER POOS AND WEES MAKES CHOCOLATE CHEESE, AND PINE APPLE POOPY POO POOS INSIDE THE TOILET OF FLYING BUMS.



AND THE FLYING DUCK WAS f*ckE BY A MILK TRUCK UNDER THE ABBAGE TREE OF CHUTNEY CHEESE, FLYING ONTO A MASSIVE PEAR SHAPED, POO HOLE, IN THE MIDDLE OF OUTER SPACE. THEN.

These People?...............They Have Ever Talked To You Before........(But Theyve Been Here For A Long Enough Time)...................They Have Never Ever Commented On Your Blogs Before.....(And Youve Had More Than Enough Blogs That They Couldve Left A Comment On).........................These People Would Be The Last People You Would Have Thought That Would Ever Have Made Contact With You
Yet...Out Of The Clear Blue Sky.....(And Its Nothing To Do With Someone Here Who Has It As A Screen Name Here)
They Make Contact With You Through The Mail Here............ Telling You What Just Happened To Them .............Because Of What Somebody Else Has Done To Them
And You're Being Told That This Happened Because Of What Somebody Else Said...(And All Of That Complete Crap That Goes On Here)
And Then You Realize To Yourself
What Is Their Reasoning Of Suddenly Running To You...And Telling You?
Are You Supposed To Come To The Rescue?...(Or Something Like That?)
Especially The Point Being That...........You Dont Even Know These People

I Know That Im The "Understanding Man".............But?...This Time?

"I Dont Understand"....Whatsoever"..............

I Wonder What Would Have Happened....................... If The United States Had Captured Some High Ranking Mafia Guy .....Or The Leader Of Some Other High Ranking Profile Gang Leader On The Streets...........And ...........As The Arrest Was Being Made?....Some Of This High Profile Gang Leader's Men Attacked The Convoy With A Lot Of High Powered Weapons....And Some Of The USAs Men Were Killed In This Ambush
And?...As It Was Still Happening?.....The United States Would Make A Deal With The Bad Guys...And Say To Them"

("If You Stop Firing On Us?")
("We Will Release This Guy We Just Arrested To Avoid Further Blood Shed")

"That's Not What Would Have Happened"
"The Results Of This Happening?..... Would Unleash Hell Itself... Upon The Bad Guys...Guaranteed!!!
"That High Profile Guy Would Not Have Been Turned Loose...No Damned Way!!!

Mexico Is A Failed State...There's No Doubt About It.....These Cartels Are More Powerful Than The Mexican Government................Of Course..... And Almost For Sure?... The Entire Policing Of This Country Is Probably On These Cartel's Payroll
By Making Drugs Illegal?...It Produces People Who Become So Rich... That They Can Pay Off Pratically The Entire Country And Just About Everybody In It
I Would'nt Doubt For One Second That The President Of Mexico Is On Their Payroll Also

"They Are Now Massacring American Women And Children"
Sooner Or Later Their Influence Will Make Its Way Into The United States

These People That Have Become So Powerful From The Money They Make?...They Cant Be Stopped
There's Only One Way That The... "War On Drugs"...Will Ever Be Won
And As Insane As It Sounds....The Answer Is..................To Make All Drugs Legal
That Will Take The "Power" Away From These Drug Lords......................It's As Easy As That
But That Will Never Ever Happen.... Because Of Just One Reason....And That Is This

("Everybody Has A Price")

When You Guys Go Out To Play............................................. In The Connecting Singles Sand Box?..........It Always Seems That Someone................. Takes Anothers Sand Shovel Or Their Pail...........................And Like Kids In A Sand Box?..They Start Fighting Amongst Themselves
And Sooner Or Later?
A Grown Up..... (The Moderators)...................... Has To Intervene And Put A Stop To It All

Im Glad And Proud To Be A "Ramblin Boy"
And Its Much A Happier Time
Not To Play In The Connecting Singles Sandbox

One Can Talk About Politics Until The Friggin Sun Burns Out....And Still....... There Will Never Be An Agreement
Sex Is Another Topic That Will Ensure You Plenty Of Comments............But In The End?........It Becomes A God Damned Bore
So...Being The "Ramblin Man?"
I Shall "Ramble On" With Just About Anything

Starting With..."Newspaper Headlines"

This is an attempt at flash fiction. I’m not completely sure what flash fiction is, so it might have been a bit rash of me to try and produce it before finding out, but patience is not my greatest virtue. It seems likely to me that the word “flash” is descriptive of either the length or the content of the fiction, so I have tried to interpret and apply it to cover both of these options. I hope the one that is wrong won’t spoil it.

It would be great if my attempt prompted others to have a bash at it, and they would be more than welcome to post their efforts here.

So come on folks, let’s get flashing.

If usha and bloody are reading this and fancy having a go, you will be pleased to know that it won’t be necessary to remove your bras.


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Jamie Clearwater left the Headmaster’s office in a bit of a state. This was his first posting after leaving teacher training, and when he had received the message that the Headmaster wanted to see him, he feared it might be about some sort of shortcoming in his performance. Afterwards, as he was walking back along the corridor to his classroom, he was rather wishing that it had been the reason for his summons.

“Ah, come in, Mr. Clearwater,” said the Headmaster on hearing a knock and seeing half of Mr. Clearwater’s face peering round the slightly opened door. “Please, sit down.”

Mr. Clearwater sat on the chair at the subordinate side of the Headmaster’s desk; by now sensing from the Headmaster’s friendly smile that he might not be in trouble, after all. “You sent for me?”

“Yes. The thing is, Mr. Webster was supposed to be taking class 4B today for sex education, but he’s come down with a case of something unspecified but very unpleasant., and I see you have a free period this morning.”

Mr. Clearwater’s mouth opened slightly, but nothing came out, so he closed it again after a few seconds.

“Here we are then.” Said the Head, passing Mr. Clearwater a banana and a packet of condoms, “Nothing too complicated, just show the little buggers how to put one of these things on. And don’t let them mess you about.”

By the time Mr. Clearwater reached the classroom he had already eaten the banana, although, in his nervous state, he was probably unaware of eating it.

The lesson went far better than Mr. Clearwater had expected, or so he thought at the time. Not only did the class not mess him about, but they gave him their undivided attention for the full duration of the lesson, and in complete silence. Overall, it seemed to have gone pretty well. It wasn’t long afterwards, of course, that Mr. Clearwater became aware that his lesson had not gone well at all, and, as he was bundled into the striped car later that afternoon on the last day of his short teaching career, he couldn’t help feeling that he should have known better than to think it had.

"Somewhere ........................In Territory That Was Under ISIS Control................An American Aid Worker
26 Year Old... "Kayla Mueller".........Was Captured By The Islamic State In 2013 In Northern Syria......................

The Leader Of Islamic State?.....Abu Bakr al Baghdadi....Kept Her As His Personal Sex Slave...
Each Night After His Day Was Done?...He Would Rape Kayla
This Story Was Confirmed By Yazidi Women Who Were Sex Slaves Themselves
And Finally.... Some Of Them Escaped To Tell This Story

Kayla And The Other Yazidi Young Girls...(Some As Young As 10)...Were Kept As Sex Slaves...They Were All Kept In A Room Together All Day Long
Kayla Was Forced To Marry This Scum Bag Bahgdadi.....And What That Meant Was
She Was His Property
And According To The Yazidi Girls...Baghdadi Would Come For Her Every Night
And After An Hour Or So?........She Would Come Back Crying

Through E Mails To Kaylas Family?.....ISIS Would Almost Daily Threaten To Kill Kayla If The Family Did Not Pay Millions Of Euros For Kaylas Release
But The United States And Great Britain Steadfastly Refused To Allow Anybody To Pay The Ransom For Their Release
(Even If They Did Pay The Ransom....It Is Doubtful That Theyd Have Released Them Anyway)

Marsha Mueller...Kaylas Mother Said The Yazidi Girls Told Her AfterwardsThat They All
Looked Up To Kayla... As A Mother...For She Would Try To Protect The Very Young Girls From These Sub Human Scumbags

Kayla Endured Being Tortured And Raped Daily In This LivingThis Hell For 17 Months
And Then An Act Of Mercy Arrived Upon The Scene
Kayla Was Finally Released From This Hell By A Bombing Raid....That Took Her Life... And The Other Yazidi Girls That Were Still There With Her

There Are A Lot Of Stories That Came Out About What ISIS Did To Yazidis And Captured Foreigners
This?...Is Just One Of Them

"If Baghdai Is Ever Captured Alive?.........I Dont Want The Death Penalty For Him
I Want Him Placed In A Plastic Strong Glass Cage....And Allow Free Access To Anyone That Wants To Come And Stare At Him............For The Rest Of His Entire Life
Hanging?...Would Be A Blessing For Him
Lets Have Him Suffer Every Day..... Being Stared At..... For The Rest Of His Life

May God Take You Into His Arms Kayla
For...The Kingdom Of Heaven?............ Is Surely Yours"