That's a nice way to describe a warning list of current scammers before they get removed by staff and it looks like today was a busy day!
DEMETRIASJANE40 using a photo of Malaysian actress Michelle Yeoh.
Rose_23 with a photo of actress Hannah Brooks.
cynthiabells at 63 years old is using a photo of actress Leah Gotti.
kaz6r5 all the way from Germany with a photo of fitness model Angie Varona.
mtponygal also using a photo of Angie Varona.
ladynice1usr has photos of actress Natashe Nice.
Scammers... they're everywhere!
From The New York Times
In response to:
BREAKING NEWS
Ruth Bader Ginsburg has died. The second woman to serve on the Supreme Court, she had powerful opinions that made her a cultural icon. She was 87.
Friday, September 18, 2020 8:12 PM EST
The cause was “complications of metastatic pancreas cancer,” the Supreme Court announced.
“Our nation has lost a jurist of historic stature,” Chief Justice John G. Roberts Jr. said in a statement. “We at the Supreme Court have lost a cherished colleague. Today we mourn, but with confidence that future generations will remember Ruth Bader Ginsburg as we knew her — a tireless and resolute champion of justice.”
Ruth Bader Ginsburg, Supreme Court’s Feminist Icon, Is Dead at 87
The second woman appointed to the Supreme Court, Justice Ginsburg’s pointed and powerful dissenting opinions earned her late-life rock stardom.
By Linda Greenhouse
Sept. 18, 2020Updated 8:29 p.m. ET
Ruth Bader Ginsburg, the second woman to serve on the Supreme Court and a pioneering advocate for women’s rights, who in her ninth decade became a much younger generation’s unlikely cultural icon, died on Friday. She was 87.
The cause was complications of metastatic pancreas cancer, the Supreme Court said.
By the time two small tumors were found in one of her lungs in December 2018, during a follow-up scan for broken ribs suffered in a recent fall, Justice Ginsburg had beaten colon cancer in 1999 and early-stage pancreatic cancer 10 years later. She received a coronary stent to clear a blocked artery in 2014.
Barely five feet tall and weighing 100 pounds, Justice Ginsburg drew comments for years on her fragile appearance. But she was tough, working out regularly with a trainer, who published a book about his famous client’s challenging exercise regime.
As Justice Ginsburg passed her 80th birthday and 20th anniversary on the Supreme Court bench during President Barack Obama’s second term, she shrugged off a chorus of calls for her to retire in order to give a Democratic president the chance to name her replacement. She planned to stay “as long as I can do the job full steam,” she would say, sometimes adding, “There will be a president after this one, and I’m hopeful that that president will be a fine president.”
When Justice Sandra Day O’Connor retired in January 2006, Justice Ginsburg was for a time the only woman on the Supreme Court — hardly a testament to the revolution in the legal status of women that she had helped bring about in her prejudicial career as a litigator and strategist.
Her years as the solitary female justice were “the worst times,” she recalled in a 2014 interview. “The image to the public entering the courtroom was eight men, of a certain size, and then this little woman sitting to the side. That was not a good image for the public to see.” Eventually she was joined by two other women, both named by Mr. Obama: Sonia Sotomayor in 2009 and Elena Kagan in 2010.
After the 2010 retirement of Justice John Paul Stevens, whom Justice Kagan succeeded, Justice Ginsburg became the senior member and de facto leader of a four-justice liberal bloc, consisting of the three female justices and Justice Stephen G. Breyer. Unless they could attract a fifth vote, which Justice Anthony M. Kennedy provided on increasingly rare occasions before his retirement in 2018, the four were often in dissent on the ideologically polarized court.
She served our country well. Thanks Ruth.
Trump has made a lot of truly ridiculous statements.
But, not everyone agrees with that statement.
Some disagree because they are clueless, but others because they look at
things in an unconventional way.
For instance, Trump stated that "no president has done more for women" than him.
While I think that is a ridiculous statement, Amber Ruffin sees it differently.
To be fair, I'm dedicating this blog to HER way of thinking;
As I've grown older I've had a greater and greater appreciation for women.
No I don't love them because they can be bodybuilders just like men. Or be firefighters, police or soldiers just like men. Or have boring 9 to 5 careers just like men. Or spit chewing tobacco just like men.
I love them because they're beautiful to look at, every one of them a work of art.
I love them because they understand the other half of what it means to love: the half I will never understand and I admire in them so much.
I love them because...nahhh I better leave that one out.
I love them because they remind men that family is what makes life worth living in spite of all the distractions that try to make us think otherwise.
I love them because their bodies bear the children that ensure the human legacy will endure: they are the embodied gateway to forever.
I love them because they're smarter than me at times I need them to be.
I love them because they're braver than me at times I need them to be.
And maybe most of all I love them because I know that not only would I not be here without them, but my life would not be worth living without them.
OK. This is a 100% true story. It happened a long time ago, so some things I don't fully remember. But I 100% remember what I describe below.
Obviously, I won't use actual names, but I swear, that even the initials are real.
I was a graduate student at a university. I did research and worked as a teaching assistant doing lectures and labs in Biology, Microbiology, Medical Microbiology, and Genetics, and occasionally some other related classes as a guest speaker. My lectures were packed, as students felt that I was knowledgeable, entertaining and interesting. I also made sure to answer their questions. I was in my mid-20's back then and perhaps they could relate to me too.
One time I had recently broke up with a girlfriend and was just done with a biology lecture. As I was exiting the building, I glanced at a lovely gal leaning up against the hand/guardrail to the exit. She introduced herself, D., and almost immediately, upfront asked me, if I would like to go out with her. I thought it was unusual, but, certainly not a negative thing, so I agreed. She gave me her phone number and I called that week. We ended up being exclusive for about 8 months. To be honest I don't remember who broke up with who, or why, although it might have had to do with what I am about to describe.
D. lived in a 4 bedroom house and all 4 bedrooms were rented out to different female undergraduate students. 2 of the gals went home for the weekend.
D and one other gal, S. stayed for the weekends, so they were closer to each other than the others. Just about every weekend, D & I would go to clubs, or parties and would end up back in her bedroom making whoopie all night long.
S. would usually go to the clubs & parties with us. But, she would come back to the house with us without a partner. S. was gorgeous. A thin petite brunette with green eyes and a beautiful face. Although she was fun with us, she was shy with others. Every time lots of guys would hit on her all night long
and she would reject them for one reason or another, thus ending up alone.
One Saturday early morning, there was a knock on D's, bedroom door. We were sleeping at the time, exhausted from the night's bedroom action.
The knock woke us up. D. said "come in". We were both in the nude under a sheet. In walked S. in her teddy. She proceeded to hop on the bed at the bottom, cross her legs and talk to us. She confided, that she was lonely and frustrated. We just listened to her go on. Although I didn't say anything, as I knew it likely wouldn't be well received, my thought were (well, no wonder. You shoot down every guy who hits on you. Give somebody a chance !).
D. consoled her and said, that she would probably meet the right guy eventually. S. went on to say how disappointed, frustrated and h*rny she has been. It was a longer conversation than that. But, that was the gist of it.
She stated that "once again, I had to have sex with my v***rator last night".
Once the conversation turned s*xual, D. grabbed my p*nis under the sheet and started massaging it and caressing that area. Between her actions and S's 'story' it was having the effect D. obviously wanted. So, after S. made the statement about her v***rator, I said. "Gee, it must be very quiet, as I never hear anything. Bring it here. I want to hear it."
With that, S. got up, went into her bedroom and returned with a white hard plastic v***rator. While she was gone D & I quickly French kisses and caressed each other. S. comes back in the room and hopped back up one the bed.
I tell her, "turn it on. I want to hear it". So, she does..."bzzzzzzz". I say, "that's not too bad. "Do you mind if I borrow it ?" So, S. hands it to me, hops off the bed and exits the bedroom and closes the door. I then proceed to massage D's thighs, and more private regions, while licking her in the appropriate places, until the desired result happens.....twice....
William Golding, said: “I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been. Whatever you give a woman, she will make greater. If you give her sperm, she’ll give you a baby. If you give her a house, she’ll give you a home. If you give her groceries, she’ll give you a meal. If you give her a smile, she’ll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her. So if you give her any crap, be ready to receive a ton of shit.”
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...but when the twins moved out on their own, and I finally got their inertia laden mom to move out, getting a house next door for the lady JUST to make it happen, I made a few changes here to the Vierk Mansion. It now houses several rental units, of which Bravo and I occupy the one with the wine cellar, the maid's quarters, and those for his hottie doggy nanny, Senyorita Lolita Bimbita. I do digress.
Picky, VERY picky, as to tenants. So haven't taken too many on, except for shorter term stays. But now and again, a traveling Nursie agency contacts my hottie property management secretarial department, to inquire about a few month's stay for one of their nurses.
Being highly moral, just ask me, and having been an itinerant clinician meself, I just might be softening up in my many years, perhaps just a bit.
Now, whenever this has happened, they send a photo of the man or lady. Needless to say, men need not apply. And up to now, none of the females were sufficiently not guilty, in full body pics.
But this one looks like the President's Wifey. Twice my height, and built like a brick shite house. I just never know what is moral and correct. Could use a little CS liberal lady, men hater animus, guidance here, folks.
The spider and the fly?
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... So I'm outside, watering the newly planted turf on the walkway to the Vierk Mansion. On the seed box it says to keep very wet. Especially when they are hot. Well, wet and hot is how I prefer my wenches, so perhaps I'm on to something. But I do digress.
So walking up the street from the ocean, here comes this 60 something ex academic, from the state Juniorversity nearby. Department of education, so the supra tentorial horsepower ain't much to write home about. Probably ESL. EdD, not a real doctorate. Retiring on the usual fat pension, VERY fat, which few now receive, in the dreaded private sector. Had a McMansion built for her and rat dog alone, just up the street. You get the drift. You know the type.
Frumpaceous, with the faded glad rags, bandana, no maquillage, self cut locks, and liberal Biden badges on the chest. What chest? This woman complained that I was crazy for having such a big dog in HER haunt, my spy minions inform me. But trying to be civil, I say "hi", approach, and ask if I might say hello to the little rataceous canine she walks.Yes, she says, but little foo foo is afraid of some men. so slink down, and slowly offer your hand, which I do.
The 6 pound black whatever comes closer to me, and gives me doggy kisses on the hand. Copacetic as one could wish for, and perhaps I've made a friend. At least of the dog, as I know these frumpy liberal educated unloved women, like the back of my hand. As Rush says. Soon, peace be with him, BTW.
Bravo is indoors, and normally stays put if the spring loaded lock on the screen door is doing it's job.
But heavens, he barges outside, sees me schmoozing with the rat dog, and perhaps, in protective mode, starts running around the little pooch, and lesbo mistress. Quickly they are tangled up in blue, the color of the long lead. Not attacking, but definitely menacing, enough for her to screech, "Oh God", and to try to pick up her animal.
I shout out profuse apologies, as she runs up the street.
Now one bite to the necks, and he could easily dispatch the pair. But this isn't his intent. so I try to grab him. and only can get hold of his wolfie tail. We play like this, so he's ok with it. But she turns, and starts to screech, "Oh,please don't hurt Bravo."
I then get him by the collar, and bring him inside. Praising him, profusely. But how does this female fit the mold? And as usual, can't make any of this up. Well heeled, neurotic liberal women. Gotta love 'em.
any strange person meet for the first time and ask him or her so tell me your dark secrets.
so you would Be careful and investigate whether he is the GUY!!!
maybe hire a private detective.
which person will ever tell the truth!!!
WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!