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The "Perfect" Husband1. Have a job: Be the provider, nature demands it.
2. 9-5: Work a full day and make sure to come home from work for dinner.
3. Communication: feel free to "talk" (complain) to wife. It is, what they're supposed to do, listen and not speak.
4. Make yourself comfortable: Your wife went to all the trouble of fixing up the home, make sure she has a busy day tomorrow by kicking your feet up and relaxing all day/night long!
5. Don't get up: Your wife Lives to serve you! If you get up to get a snack, she isn't doing her job! You shouldn't let this happen!!
6. Rule of the remote: You bring home the bacon, therefore its your remote. Changing the channel to what you wish to watch is fun for the whole family!
7. Be a man: You must be swift as a coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon!!
8. Make suggestions, to improve household life: Is your dinner a bit cold? The sandwich not to your l
3 and 4 gossip on omegleYou're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Official messages from Omegle will not be sent with the label 'Stranger:'. Strangers claiming to represent Omegle are lying.
You: hey ;3
Stranger: hey 4
You: have u seen 9?
Stranger: I think he is next to 8
You: D: u sure
You: i herd rumor about 789
Stranger: well he could have left with 6
You: hmm true..
You: i herd 1 and 2 are still at it :<
You: well and 6 is for 9
Stranger: possible those low numbers just dont know when to stop
You: u got that right
You: and 5 that little hoar
Stranger: well i couldnot say
Stranger: well i dont know 5 well enough
You: :< aw
You: but yeah..
You: poor 6,
You: 7 have eye on 9 now..
Stranger: yes 9 isnt interested?
You: ugh ikr
You: i think he still wanna be on the whole 69 thing
You: but wut about 0
You: 0 all alone D
Stranger: well hes nothing
You: O: no way.
You: i herd that 10 is 0 and 1's kid
You: i tihnk 6
kiii...Arguing, arguing, arguing, why are they yelling? They keep yelling, Rip did us no harm, she helped us. Arguing, Arguing, they keep yelling. Not they, no, not them, Claude he's yelling. Rip doesn't like him yelling, arguing arguing.
Why can't we be a normal family?
why can't we be normal?
why can't we be
we're not normal, we're not anything. We're not supposed to exist
Why do we then?
Not all of us are made from the same thing, and not all of us were made. Claude he's more than a bunch of stitches, he's more than what he is he's a fighting machine Miss Emm is mostly gears Rip is apparently human and Spike a robot
" I Wonder What It Would Be To Destroy Them "
"We don't destroy family "
"Get It Through Your Head Boy, You Have No Family, You Are Nothing, You Are Simply Here To Do As I Say "
"I must have a purpose that is why I was made like the rest of them I MUST have a pu
Day 5: letter to a strangerDear stranger at the restaurant,
I'd be glad to listen to your story. Sir you are a gifted story teller, I feel as if I'm right there.
That was a very interesting story, thank you for telling me. No actually, we don't live in this city, we're here upon recommendation of my Aunt.
This food IS pretty good! thank you for recommending it mister!
Well sir, it seems you have to go, it was a pleasure talking to you.
I hope you do meet up with the people your looking for.
I hope you do make it to that party.
Mostly, I hope you get cured of your sickness, the world needs more story tellers like you sir, it's a shame that your voice is gone...
The Mexican girl on the opposite booth.
Day 4: letter to my dreamsDear subconscious me,
You have given me many ideas, some good, and some bad. Out of anybody or anything you've been around the longest, and gone the longest just the same. Each one of the dreams has been unique, each one worth a mention to other people, just please let me remember you.
I miss you when your gone
See ya tonight~
Day 3: the SiblingDear Jr,
Please do your big sister a favor and don't grow up being a spoiled poser brat.
I yell, I ground you, and I act like more of a parent than of our parents do most of the time. However, that't because I don't want you to end up like one of those bullshit rappers who make it big once, then become the whores of the musical world. Or, working as some underpaid tard at some restaurant that is slowly killing the population...or something...I know that sounds mean and highly unlikely (that means it might not happen) but seriously, pay attention in school kid
And for the love of god STOP wearing those skinny jeans
And stay the heck out of my room or else I'll make Frieza take you away
and i'm serious about that
Day 2: The ParentsDear mom and dad,
You pester me, you judge everybody I meet by the first person you met, and made me go to a new place when I said I didn't want to. You made me stay when I didn't want to, and you made me go through a living hell when it wasn't necessary.
I would never have met the people I know, I would have never found this site, and I would never have found my calling.
It has taken me a while to catch on, and it might be too late (seeing as how we have not much time left in this specific house)...but I really do love it here.
Thank you for helping me, thank you for putting up with me, and thank you for dealing with everything as parents should.
I just wish it was easier to talk to you, and easier to ask of you.
From your one and only daughter,
Day 1: The Best FriendDear you,
You should know who you are, and if you don't then I have failed in my part of claiming that you are in fact my best friend. Trust me, I don't use the phrase so often, in fact when other people claim me as their best friend I get a nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach and just smile. But I know, and I will always know that you are my best friend and that this has been some of the greatest years of my life on this crazy ride of meeting you. How I got so lucky as to being in the right place at the right time? Bah I'll never know, and hell I wont question it so long as I do know that we did get to meet each other and that's good enough for me.
Of course the friendship isn't perfect, but who the hell expects one to be?
The best part of it has to be that we never had any of those prissy bitchy fights that end most and any friendship like the other wannabes at the school. Hell the worst dispute that we have ever had, had to beeee .(either I'm being naive, or I'm hidi
Civlillian prolouge v-02Congratulations! Connor Caselman, you have been selected along with 20 other of your classmates to take part in a once, in a lifetime opportunity!
You are now enrolled in our 2nd Generation experiment, the "Yoruse" program. The task you will all be expected to complete, is to simply study abroad in the dimension of your choosing.
The Beginning of this process has already begun, not only are you already registered, but as you will have noticed by now, our 2A-X Units have already started to neatly pack most of your belongings into our ready-to-go-van. Your name has also been erased from the city and state records. Mind our units no attention though, as you probably have been able to tell, they do not respond to non-members of the C.I. act, such as your self. They were also set to not begin this process until you opened this letter. We hope you didn't keep them waiting too long.
That of course, was only Phase 1-1. Phase 1-2 will involve your quick transport to our base, where you shall r
"Mother, please don't make me go, I have nothing to wear and besides I'll be bored out of my skull," I said as I rummaged through my closet in a last ditch effort to try and find something ‘nice’, just in case she insisted that I go to this confounded party. It was just going to be adults, sitting around getting tipsy, and talking about nothing that interested me, sigh! I heard my mother's stern voice from a distance somewhere from within the house "Get ready and I don't want to hear another word about it!" she screamed back.
An hour later, we drove in silence to a friend of my mothers home, that she had known since childhood, who was giving a dinner party reunion at a rented hall down a long driveway and across the road from where she lived. We were greeted then lead into her formal sitting room, where the fireplace was lit and her old 'pug' dog was stretched out in a fitful sleep, snorting and writhing about, like it was chasing some feral cat.
charmcaster and the stonecharmcaster was looking for a way to get revenge on gwen she was searching mystical stone that is said to have magical propertys she found a stump surrounded by pine trees and one that stump was a stone that glowed purple "this must be it!" charmcaster said she picked it up and she fell right on her butt "why did I do that I felt like I forgot how to stand or something" she thought out loud she felt a soft tushy feeling between her legs and butt she looked down and she saw she was wearing a diaper "how did that get there I got to take this off!" charmcaster said she tried to stand up to take the diaper of but just lost balance and fell on her bottom again she had an almost irresistible urge to cry about it but she got over it "what the heck is happening to me!" charmcaster said the diaper was getting poofyer then *blart* "did I seriously just crap my pants?!?" charmcaster was becoming alarmed but slowly she was beginning to like the felt of the soft diaper around her butt it was
AnchorOnce upon a time a little girl was born.
The little girl lived a safe life in a little town, in a wonderful house with a big garden and a happy family.
She was innocent, she was happy. She looked upon the world with curiosity and always asked many questions. Interested in all.
The world was beautiful, and she was happy. And she was quite certain, it would always be that way.
Her life was amazing - why shouldn't she be happy?
Once upon a time a little girl went to school.
She still lived in the same little town, in the same house with the same garden with her family.
She was still innocent and happy... yet, every now and then something would happen to ever so slightly put down that happiness.
The older kids bugged her a bit, the same did some of the other kids. She didn't understand why.
Yet, life was still good, and she easily brushed it off. She had no reason to not be happy.
Once upon time a little girl believed in the good of the world.
She knew evil existed, had seen it happen seve
Muted Experiments Ch. 3 [SCP-049 x Mute! Reader] You awake from yet another dream, or night terror. Glancing at the clock, you see that it's six in the morning, two hours before you had to go to work. What you woke up from was nothing but smothering blackness, and the sound of someone screaming,only to realize that the person screaming was you. It made you shiver just thinking about it.
People found it amazing that you could speak in your dreams; doctors said that it was psychological, stating that you could speak, but didn't want to. You close your eyes again, slipping into another dream.
"Where is she?"
"Just wait, she'll be here."
"I'm here now. Sorry to hold you up. Shall we begin?"
"Do we have everything?"
Walking into the containment cell, you look around, seeing SCP - 049 in the corner. Instinctively you reach for your notepad. Finding none, you speak.
SUPER COLLAB BOOK THING! (Asking for participants)Fellow PMDU members, I have an idea. How about all of us work together, and create a story for our characters in PMDU to read and enjoy? A massive collaborative project with no limit to the imagination~
Details can be found behind this link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/15DtNWv7Gexh01fU7-XiU_TVxgTas8-r7AUxGZQvRGiI/edit?usp=sharing
Back to SchoolBack to school,
Back to Hell.
Return to education,
Return to incarceration.
Meet the teachers,
Meet the guards.
Students are classmates,
Classmates are inmates.
Desks are their own iron bars,
Like all prisons, there are gangs.
One throws up signs, the other engages silent warfare.
Crips and Bloods,
Jocks and Nerds.
Like every institution, there are signs on the front.
"_______ High School",
"_______ Correctional Facility",
"Abandon all hope, ye who enter here."
Dreamin' of You Chapter 4
Dreamin' of You
I wasn't myself I stay sleeping even when Wendy and Carla came by to cheer me up even ask me on a mission they were going to do as waitresses for a cafe in Magnolia I was tempted to do it but I didn't want to see the people seeing me sad instead of smiling and cheerful. But the oddest thing happened when I came out of my shower with only a towel my window was wide open the curtine was flying from the outside, I frown walk over and close it latching it close.
"I finally found you...the girl that is using the Cerise I cared about againts me..." I spin around gasp to see Midnight looking at me menicing look but whats worst I'm naked just wearing a towel making me turn red as Erza's hair "U-um...may I get dress first? I'll catch a cold if I'm still wet and naked here..."
"...Make it fast better yet, if you say your really my Cerise I well know her body." I gasp more red "H-how would you know that?! And I well not get dress while any man is in my room!" he scuff "V
If this is Hell.[If this is hell; a SebasCiel short story.]
Sebastian grumbled groggily as he awoke, his crimson eyes slowly but surely opening to access his surroundings. As he did so, he began to attempt recalling the previous occurrences that led up to this dilemma, but found that he drew a complete and utter blank in his mind.
What the hell happened? The raven haired demon pulled the small, rounded watch out of his suit's pocket and gently flipped it open to reveal the time of day, which read midnight exactly. This, of course, could not be correct, for all he could recall from the previous day was awakening his Young Master and preparing him for the day ahead. What could have happened within that time and now that he couldn't remember?
As his eyes began to adjust to the almost blindingly bright scenery, the man realized what kind of a situation he truly was in. And to his fear, it was not a good one.
The room was white, without a single drop of any other colour to be seen. As for doors or windows?
"A life changing event"As if the chilly morning wasnt enough to scare us, the sudden barks coming from the lonely outside emptiness sent even more shivers down the spine. It was the type of typical noise that the whole world was used to, and yet in this setting it was so unusual. Somebody had to go and investigate. One of the three brave souls had to go and take that first step into the cold anyways, so why not go out and investigate the noise while they were at it? Fear, thats what stopped the six year old child from doing his sisters request.
Hurry up! Well be late for school! she tried to encourage to him. With a sigh and an unbelievable amount courage he slowly began to open the door, the icy handle pierced his hand, his breath left him as soon as he heard the click noise of the door that indicated it was fully open. A few steps into the unknown and a few more moments later was when the cry was heard
Wow! Its a puppy! Those four wo
Transformers: We Came in WarTransformers: We Came in War
Setting: Sometime during the Bay films
Characters: Optimus Prime
We came to this planet because ours was gone.
The quest for power consumed our home. The need for domination destroyed us. Still we live, and yet there is a piece in each of us that has been decimated forever. We will never recover what we have lost.
I look down upon this planet, and I wonder why we try.
It is evident by now that we have lost the capacity for peace. War follows in our wake. We came to retrieve the AllSpark, which has long since been lost, and we are still here. All that came of attempting to revive our planet was the relocation of the war from our planet of death to this planet of life. There is so much life on this planet. All of it we have sworn to protect. This is the promise we have made to them. But the promise would not need to have been made if we had never co
dead dog julyI.
the summer heat lays limp in the city’s lap,
breathing long oppressive breaths.
it does not even lift its lolling head
to bark out hoarse indignancy
when a strange man brings the mail.
there might be heavy rain today,
brought by some swollen, murmuring cloud.
the world will whirl and howl,
then settle down,
to die a little more.
o, quickly, love,
press your back against the wall in fear
as the universe spreads her arms and
shuts her eyes
and starts to summon the end of all things.
come with me
to the place of windows full of speechless afternoon
hot windy whispers of half-formed solutions and resolutions,
sweltering sunlit meadows we’ll wander and then forget.
o quickly, love,
let’s to the season of forgetting
and unwind all of our harshest memories
and fill the universe’s mouth
with mute cotton.
i’ll whisper these words to you some evening
with all my exigency in the hand i rest on your arm—
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