Don’t Say
That I Didn’t Warn You!

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I first learned of this while having drinks
with co-workers after work many years ago.
It’s creepy as hell, & I believed it!

Some claim that it’s only an urban legend
intended to make people stay away from bars.
What a relief, but then again…who knows?
There are lots of versions being passed around,
but I am going to share the first one that I heard with you.

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While drinking in a bar one night,
a man was befriended by a sexy young lady.
When he awoke the next morning,
he couldn’t remember past drinking in the bar
&
feeling unusually drunk even though he had only a few beers.
He was further confused
because he didn’t recognize the place that he was in,
&
he was lying in a bloody bath tub.
He felt excruciating pain in his side,
&
after struggling to sit up
he discovered a large incision with sutures on his side
that was not there the night before.
When he was examined at a local hospital,
it was discovered that his kidney had been removed
&
his blood contained a high level of sedatives.[/font]
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Urban legend…maybe….maybe not…
here is evidence that suggests that it’s true:

Mohammad Saleem of India had his kidney stolen
when he traveled to a room in New Delhi
to await instructions for a high paying job
that he had been promised.
It was later discovered that he was not the only victim,
and that a band of men were posing as doctors
to steal organs from the poor to sell to the rich.
Other cases of organ theft have been reported
all the way from Brazil to Eastern Europe.
Due to the shortage of organ donations,
organs are priceless to some people,
&
where there is demand….there will be supply.
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I choose not to be an organ donor
because I once watched a Twilight Zone episode
that creeped me out, and I’ve never been able to get past it;
however, I have been trying to talk myself
into becoming an organ donor
because it is a priceless gift to those in need.

Calling All Angels
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I have never met Atomictwatcpl in person,
but we have been close blog friends for years.
We talk outside of the blogs
so I have been aware of Bambi’s battle with emphysema
&
cherished the moments that we have shared.

If you don’t know her by name,
you will recognize her pussy.

I created a post, but lost it.
I can’t recreate it right now
so with permission I am just going to share
the letter that I received.

Dear Sandra,

Sincerely,
Chuck & Bambi

XXX Trick or Treat???

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I hope you enjoy my treat for you.

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Pussy photos are like face photos.
No two are the same.
I picked some to share with you,
&
I hope that you aren’t disappointed.
:> 

I promised to share a new photo
&
have not done so yet.
Thanks for your patience!

I will share a real post
when I have something worthwhile to say.
My mind is distracted at the moment.

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This has been a challenging year for me to say the least.
Some months ago, I talked about abusing alcohol,
and I claimed that I was not an alcoholic.
Although I do not fit the definition that many provided,
in hind sight, I think I had become an alcoholic
&
this year I have been learning to live sober.

I have never been one to cling to popular opinions.
I form my own,
&
I frequently march to the beat of a different drum.
It is not done intentionally. It happens naturally.
Over the years, I have learned to accept that I am different
and to respect that others are not like me.

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I apologize for being behind in comments,
but I was distracted yesterday
by 5 women assaulting my blog post…

As I stated, my post was pre-approved,
and it had been viewed by approx. 4,000 people
before it was attacked by a very small group of individuals.

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Fuckable or Not?

Level of Sexual Activity
&
Desirability

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As a woman who has lived without sex for over a year,
I have learned that some people falsely assume
that I’m less interested in sex
than someone who is actively participating in casual sex
for the sake of getting laid.
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This can apply to both men and women. As a woman, I try
to avoid highly sexually active men for various reasons
so I find a man who is sexually active with multiple partners
less desirable than a man who is more selective and less active.
However, that is just my preference,
&
I realize that not everyone feels the same way.

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My worst leg scar from the accident shows in this photo.
Please tell me if this pic is too big.
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Does Someones Level of Activity Tend
to
Make Them More or Less Desirable to You?

Most people don’t like to admit it, but we all have bad habits.
What is considered bad by one, may seem normal to another.
What is excusable to some, may be intolerable to others.
That is why it important to realize that it isn’t about
finding the perfect person, it is about finding
the perfect person for you.

To allow you to get to know me better,
I will share the results of my self exam,
&
I hope that you’ll give me the same pleasure
after you have reviewed the bad list.
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abusing others’ property * adornment * arguing
belching * boastfulness * bossiness * careless speech
cursing * cynicism * discourtesy * disorderliness * drinking
ear-pulling * egotism * envy * excessive eye-blinking
face-feeling * finger pointing * frowning * gluttony
gossiping * hating * impatience * impoliteness * inattention
inconsideration * interrupting * jumping to conclusions
knuckle-cracking * lateness * loudness * messiness
nail-biting * narcissism * negativeness * nose-picking
nosiness * obstinacy * pessimism * picking at food * profanity
quarrelsomeness * rumor spreading * scratching * selfishness
slumping * posture * snobbishness * squinting * stooping
stubbornness * suspiciousness * too much make-up * uncleanliness
uncooperativeness * unfriendliness * vulgarity * whining
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My worst bad habit from the list is picking at food.
I personally don’t think of it as “picking at it”,
but others frequently make that accusation.
I have several hang ups related to food.
I do not want my food touching on my plate,
&
I do not want juices mixing together.

As for cursing, using profanity and being vulgar,
I know how to talk like a lady when it’s appropriate,
but I enjoy talking dirty in my blog, my bed, my head
and other places that I can get away with it.
Spank me!

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Are you disappointed that
I’m not totally naked?

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I normally don’t participate in HNW
because I can’t always post photos on a schedule;
however, since I am in the process of sharing new pics
I thought I would join in the fun today.

I frequently talk about a bad accident,
&
I know that some of you do not know what happened to me
on December 11th, 2006 so I will share the story.
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These photos were taken by my X at the junkyard
while I was in the hospital.
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While driving on the expressway, a truck that was overloaded
with large sheets of marble bumped the left rear corner of my Vette.
As I slowed down, the truck moved along side my car
bumping the left side several times before striking my door
hard enough to spin it to the left in the truck’s path.
The truck then T-boned my driver’s door,
&
the vehicles went into a spin until mine was facing backwards.

The truck went airborn and landed on the driver’s side
of my car which was at the top
since the passenger’s side of my car was on the ground.
In the process, the truck dumped the load of marble,
but fortunately none of it fell into my car.
However, when the truck landed on my car,
it made it bounce super hard
&
the levers ripped through my leg a few inches.
I wasn’t aware that my leg was injured,
but when I looked down and saw a portion of
the top of my hand missing, I panicked,
freed my legs and kicked
the remaining glass out of the passenger’s window
so that I could crawl out and get help.

I apologize, but it’s not always easy to talk about this.
Even though I had planned to share more,
I need to save it for another day.
Just know that I am very thankful to be alive,
&
that December 11th is my “celebrate life” day.