dont ever go to bed at a party with your friends pissed at you... youll wake up the next moringing with no eyebrows and fucked up hair!

Well, once i heard this on a different website and i thought it was totally stupid..but totally true.... "You know how people always say, 'its always the last place you look,' well, thats is totally true because why would you find something and still kep looking in other places? For example, if you loose a book and you look on a chair and its not there, and then you look on the dresser and its not there, and then you look in the closet and it is there, the closet is the last place that you looked."

Looking through my eye's life is a bag of laughs. You are born the you die what you do in between is your own choice. Don't break laws well don't break the laws that acctually matter just break the stupid ones. but only if you want to.

You miss 100% of the shots you don't take -Niall O'Donnell(Nor'Easter soccer coach)

I've learned that when falling in love, you just don't fall out of it when the relationship is over. I've learned that we can't live in hurt thinking nothing is real, because it's just too real for us to image it that away. I've learned that when the relationship's do end, it usually ask nothing to do with once being in love, because they let you go knowing that they loved you too much.

This riddle has stumped all of my friends. Someone PLEASE help me with the answer! : I turn polar bears white and I will make you cry. I make guys have to pee and girls comb their hair. I make celebrities look stupid and normal people look like celebrities. I turn pancakes brown and make your champagne bubble. If you squeeze me, I'll pop. If you look at me, you'll pop. Can you guess the riddle? 97% of Harvard graduates can not figure this riddle out, but 84% of kindergarten students were able to figure this out in 6 minutes or less. Can you guess the correct answer?

We reach out with our hands, brushing away the clouds and piercing the sky to grab the moon and stars, but we still cannot reach the truth.

Bad Programming I actually watched back to back infomercials last night, finding them to be educational and intriguing, and was impressed enough that I found myself calling up their 800 numbers to request brochures, and . . . it was like discovering a cancerous lump on my soul.

Tom Brown (1) Tom Brown, in a reflective, alcohol induced state of mind, told my father . . . “I was over in the forest preserve yesterday, looking for a place to bury Linda” my dad was confused, because Linda was Tom’s wife of 20 some years, and they had three healthy kids, a nice home, and their whole lives ahead of them, so my dad made some light remark to dismiss such madness, but Tom, a good, decent guy who all of the neighbors liked, just gave my dad a glazed-over look, then went back inside the house, to what had to be a great and disturbing secret world of festering darkness, unknown to the superficial lightness of suburbia, and . . . he never killed her like so many other decent, ordinary people, Tom resigned himself to an occasional, lonely and agonized stroll through the woods, lamenting over what may have been if he was just a little bit stronger or weaker a man.

Going Up I saw a couple of dead people in the elevator today lying side by side with sheets covering their bodies, but for the foot of the woman on the right, who had a gold bracelet on her slim ankle, and . . . I got the feeling she had been an intelligent and compassionate person who had surely left many good friends and lovers behind, only to be stuck in that elevator with another dead person she didn’t even know, making me realize that . . . the more things change the more they remain the same.