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15 May 2016
by Alvin Albaciete
1:10 PM
It seems "God of War 4" has finally received a release date! However, it seems Kratos will be replaced as a new protagonist will be introduced.
http://www.itechpost.com/articles/18179/20160511/god-of-war-4-god-of-war-4-release-date-revealed-god-of-war-4-game-feature-new-protagonist.htm?exe=reporter
14 May 2016
by Alvin Albaciete
6:27 PM
"The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt" will receive a new DLC called "Blood and Wine." Here is everything to know about it.
http://www.itechpost.com/articles/18369/20160514/the-witcher-3-wild-hunt-the-witcher-3-wild-hunt-update-new-dlc-blood-and-wine-release-date.htm?exe=reporter
19 March 2014
Break ups, David Archuleta, Drake, Eamon, Eminem, FeaturedThingamajigs, Heartbreaks, Katy Perry, Lady Antebellum, Love, Lovelife, Music, Relationship, Rihanna, Taylor Swift
by Unknown
7:51 AM
You know that feeling when you're almost done moving on, almost ready to love (again), when out of nowhere, good o'l Grim Reaper plays a soul-crushing track on the radio that mercilessly reminds you of your previous break-up. And trust me, this is more painful than the actual break-up. All those good o'l days with your ex dragged back from the dead, constantly fucking up your head. Now, you find out that you're still actually a little too not over it. We suddenly bitch around like Taylor Swift.
14 March 2014
Chaos, Civil War, Fight for Venezuela, Putin, Random, Social Media, Student Venezuelan Protest, Trending, Venezuela, Venezuelan Government, War, War in Venezuela
by Unknown
7:21 PM
When I woke up to check my email on an odd, cold morning, there was this temptation to watch Jessica Bangkok’s pussy gets pounded [insert YouJizz clip here]. And that no matter how I try to fucking resist her, the bitch won’t just let me go. I’m not saying that this happens all the time, but, you know, men sometimes are literally cocky during mornings. Anyway, with all the temptation and, yeah, hardness, it didn’t go the way you and I expected it to be–the up and down thingy. Well, thanks to this “social media addiction,” one just can’t simply start his/her day without knowing what the fuck is happening in Facebook or Twitter. So, there I was, stoked to see how many likes my goddamn status had received.
11 March 2014
Atheism, Atheist, Bible, Christianity, Christians, Christians vs Muslims, Church, God, Insights, Jesus Christ, Miriam Defensor-Santiago, Muslims, Random, Religion, Walisongo School Massacre
by Unknown
8:38 AM
First off, we really apologize if took us ages to write a new article. We've been very busy partying, smoking and banging chicks for the last couple of months. Just kidding! We actually were just watching movies and playing video games because, yeah, we’re a bunch of fucking anti-social geeks. Now, listen up kids, because we are about to share something cool, something that will enlighten you as a human being. So, please, if you may gather up and alt-F4 that fucking porno tab –you don’t want Maria Ozawa disturb us during the most enlightening moment of your life. Don’t you?
06 March 2014
by maratas.kobe
1:58 AM
A True Story -- by Ronda Rich
Mary Noble and I slid into the ancient red leather and steel booth of a diner in Birmingham and placed our breakfast order.
As we poured cream into steaming black coffee, we heard the shrilling ring of the telephone at the cash register.
"Diner," answered the aging man with silver hair and loose skin that hung in folds around his neck.
He answered briskly but quicker than you could say "eggs over easy," his voice melted like marshmallows dropped into hot chocolate. "Oh, hey honey."
That's what caught our attention. We hushed, raised our eyebrows and leaned closer to eavesdrop better.
"Where are you?" He waited. "You didn't forget your camera, did you?" Another pause. "Be sure to put it in the basket at airport security. Don't walk through the detector with it. Then, don't forget it. You've got your money, right?" Another pause. "OK, sweetheart. Call me first thing so I'll know you're all right."
He smiled. "I love you. Be careful. Bye, sweetheart."
Really, I don't know how we knew, but somehow we reckoned it was his daughter. Women's intuition, I guess. Though, he did seem too old to have a young daughter that he would be talking to like that. He hung up the phone. We smiled sentimentally like women will do because conversations like that touch our hearts.
"Isn't that sweet?" I asked.
Mary Noble nodded. She turned around, craning her neck to look at the man who was returning to the morning newspaper in the first booth. Then, she sold us out.
"That must have been your daughter. It was so sweet."
He chuckled slightly and blushed. "Yeah, that was my girl."
"It's wonderful to hear a father talk like that," I remarked.
He put the newspaper down. "She's 50 years old." Before that comment could stun us, he continued. "She's got MS (multiple sclerosis). It hasn't progressed much in the past five years. She's going to Washington, D.C." He looked out the large plate glass window, studying the morning sunlight that dappled the trees and cars parked along the street. He waited a long moment before speaking again.
"I love that girl so. She's her mama made over." He shook his head slowly.
That scene hangs with me. In a little Alabama diner on a quiet, tree-lined street, we discovered a father unashamed to say "I love you" to a daughter who was half a century old. And, not embarrassed to say it loud enough for the eager ears of strangers.
Funny, the things that will warm your heart when you tuck your manners away long enough to eavesdrop.
Copyright, 2006, Ronda Rich
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Ronda Rich is the best-selling author of “What Southern Women Know (That Every Woman Should)” and “My Life In The Pits,” as well as authoring "What Southern Women Know About Flirting" and "The Town That Came A-Courtin'." She lives in Gainesville, Georgia. Visit Ronda's web site at www.whatsouthernwomenknow.com.
As we poured cream into steaming black coffee, we heard the shrilling ring of the telephone at the cash register.
"Diner," answered the aging man with silver hair and loose skin that hung in folds around his neck.
He answered briskly but quicker than you could say "eggs over easy," his voice melted like marshmallows dropped into hot chocolate. "Oh, hey honey."
That's what caught our attention. We hushed, raised our eyebrows and leaned closer to eavesdrop better.
"Where are you?" He waited. "You didn't forget your camera, did you?" Another pause. "Be sure to put it in the basket at airport security. Don't walk through the detector with it. Then, don't forget it. You've got your money, right?" Another pause. "OK, sweetheart. Call me first thing so I'll know you're all right."
He smiled. "I love you. Be careful. Bye, sweetheart."
Really, I don't know how we knew, but somehow we reckoned it was his daughter. Women's intuition, I guess. Though, he did seem too old to have a young daughter that he would be talking to like that. He hung up the phone. We smiled sentimentally like women will do because conversations like that touch our hearts.
"Isn't that sweet?" I asked.
Mary Noble nodded. She turned around, craning her neck to look at the man who was returning to the morning newspaper in the first booth. Then, she sold us out.
"That must have been your daughter. It was so sweet."
He chuckled slightly and blushed. "Yeah, that was my girl."
"It's wonderful to hear a father talk like that," I remarked.
He put the newspaper down. "She's 50 years old." Before that comment could stun us, he continued. "She's got MS (multiple sclerosis). It hasn't progressed much in the past five years. She's going to Washington, D.C." He looked out the large plate glass window, studying the morning sunlight that dappled the trees and cars parked along the street. He waited a long moment before speaking again.
"I love that girl so. She's her mama made over." He shook his head slowly.
That scene hangs with me. In a little Alabama diner on a quiet, tree-lined street, we discovered a father unashamed to say "I love you" to a daughter who was half a century old. And, not embarrassed to say it loud enough for the eager ears of strangers.
Funny, the things that will warm your heart when you tuck your manners away long enough to eavesdrop.
Copyright, 2006, Ronda Rich
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Ronda Rich is the best-selling author of “What Southern Women Know (That Every Woman Should)” and “My Life In The Pits,” as well as authoring "What Southern Women Know About Flirting" and "The Town That Came A-Courtin'." She lives in Gainesville, Georgia. Visit Ronda's web site at www.whatsouthernwomenknow.com.
29 January 2014
ABS-CBN, Ampatuan, Bong Revilla, Cedric Lee, Deniece Cornejo, GMA, Jinggoy Estrada, Juan Enrile, Kris Aquino, Liela de Lima, Napoles, Philippine Media, Philippines, Pork Barrel, Random, Trending, TV5, Vhong Navarro
by Unknown
10:57 AM
So, it seems like everybody’s freaking out (the whole Philippines in particular), ‘cause yeah, Vhong Navarro got decked by a bunch of guys in a condo unit on January 22, this year. The media says that Mister Suave was invited by Deniece Cornejo A.K.A his “friend” to “hang out” in her condo unit. Vhong, probably hoping he’s gonna get some, hastily went to the condo unit. By the time he arrived, he must’ve had an evil grin on his face, thinking that Deniece was an easy bitch and he’s “SupahPapalicious” [Insert SupahPapalicious image here].
Image source: memegenerator.net |
16 January 2014
Bands/Artists, Davao Music Scene, Indie Music, Justin Beiber, Mainstream Music, Miley Cyrus, Music, Musicians, Random, Rock Metal, Rock Stars, Taylor Swift
by Unknown
8:47 AM
Well, last time we shared a couple of internationally-known artists (which includes the itchy, bitchy Justin Bieber) in our website that we think are worthy of your attention. This 2014, we firmly believe that it is the right time for you to tear down those Miley Cyrus posters and stop listening to Taylor Swift's songs about her ex-boyfriends because nobody gives a fuck nowadays.
31 December 2013
Beauty, Insights, Leonardo DiCaprio, looks, Love, Love is Blind, Random, Relationship, Ryan Gosling, Smeagol
by Unknown
7:18 AM
"Looks don't matter." What a beautiful thing to say, and much more to hear from your lover, especially when you weren't blessed with drop-dead gorgeous looks. It makes one feel truly loved, appreciated, accepted, and fuzzy and tingly on the inside. It makes one think "Gee, how lucky I am to be loved by this beautiful motherfucker when I look like I could play Smeagol minus all the CGI!"
Image source: www.fz09.org |
23 December 2013
by Unknown
5:03 PM
I'm an agnostic atheist and I'm out for about 8 years now. How I handled the shock that the people spewed upon me is a story for another day. Today, I want to talk about Christmas. Been feelin' it for a week or two now knowhatamsayin? The Christmas cheer man. There are twinkling lights and everythang round malls and stuff, beautiful Christmas trees reaching several stories high, this cold wind outside right now that's crippling my fingers making it hard for me to type. Jose Mari Chan songs playin' in every street corner. With families and their kids on the sidewalks, yeah busy sidewalks. Suddenly, people have money you know, with their bonuses and all that. It's all over round you man, people are getting extra happy and sh**. And it's all good yaknow. And the Christmas parties, maaan they don't end. I mean, I haven't prepared any meal for myself lately, just been hoppin' from one party to another. And it's all good yaknow, everything is.
And this is also the time when my believer friends ask me, 'So, you're an atheist. You guys should not celebrate Christmas right?'. And I'm like, 'And miss all the drinking, the food and the presents? Nah maan, I'm atheist, not stupid.' So ya, I think this is what Christmas really is: it's one massive commercialization season. It's all about shopping, spending sh** with Santa Claus as the main mascot. He is the face of corporate manipulation. I mean look a him all fat and smiling, surrounded by lots of material stuff, stuff the G Man wants you to buy. And he has all these workers and laborers who are much smaller than him. These could be children in forced labor disguising as adult elves for all we know. Santa Claus the the archetypal greedy capitalist!
Image source: www.wthsc.com |
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