I think he is entitled to indulge his taste in these kinds of crush-girl squeeze stories (and offend those who disapprove it ) Carry on, this is one of Many that are on the way.......

My mom sends me new Macawis every year if she brushed shoulders with any one coming to North America. I use it whenever I get tired with my PJ’s . It lets breeze air inside conveniently. I could easily fold it up with my huge flabby hands. Whenever I wear it I easily adore my tingly belly pot from far

^^^If you ask for majin I suspect he will send you to the nearest Ethiopian apartment for some Garaabaa (which cost about 25 dollar a bag).He stress the fact that he will never retain any man on his premise who asks for a Maajiin .His business was born out of necessity; he is not there to do anyone any favor even if you are from the same Jilliib with him.You just have to accept your fate and cough the fifty dollars. PS Inakarbash is pseudo name to protect his identity, but if you have been to Atlanta you know whom I’m talking about.

We who stand on the side-line miss a great opportunity.I tell you, the reward is worth the effort. Give it a shot, Marx. As a valorous opportunist I couldn’t pass off the opportunity of trying the golden leaf. I’m not attempting to present Pro and Cons of this golden leaf, but I think unless you abuse it it’s harmless. I had the happy privilege of testing this leaf for the first time (and believe it or not I’m now in my late twenties) and I can attest to you that it’s just an outlet for expressing keenness of imagination and will-power

This is how my Saturday went, We went to inaakarbaash restaurant. He smiled affably at my friend while excluding me completely from the attention. He didn’t want to remove the khat from the fridge until he completely scrutinized his surroundings to his satisfaction. I wondered whether he was more worried about going to jail or losing all the money to Uncle Sam. My friend asked inakarbash to make sure he gave him the best of all. My friend blurted out impulsively, “Get the wet one, can’t you?” I asked my friend in a friendly tone, “Why are you yelling?” He swored that, he never liked inakarbash attitude and monopoly of the khat business. He said to me “ You wouldn’t understand how I’d have done better than he does in this business”. Inakarbash knows that everyone wants to be like him.He knows that in this business you can’t have a warm heart and expect to make a profit when everyone will show up with a sickened pleading look. He knew the weakness of his customers and it was one with no remedy, but a harsh attitude. Inasmuch as Inakarbash knew this was a privilege, he knew that his days were numbered. He didn’t cared about the quality of the service he rendered his customers. He stressed the fact that he was doing them a favor taking the risk of supplying them fresh khat everyday directly from mount Meru. My friend insisted on that money without brain is very dangerous, but I thought inakarbash was a smart fellow contrary to my friend dislike of him. We bought two Marduf and left Inakarbash with hundred dollars of our hard earned money! I thought of the age-old complaint of the human race that the just and the righteous suffer while the wicked prosper. We arrived at our place of chewing where we met good natured folks. Everyone was outfoxing each other about issues of politics excluding Somali politics as no one in there knew anything about Somali politics. There was no politics of the usual Somali conquest of Ethiopia back in the days. You could feel the stream of noise coming from all the corners of the room. No one was sinking into the sluggishly worldly regret. They seemed to be having easier time in chewing the leaf without making any wheezing sound (like I did). I tried several times to pin together my lips as others were doing, but my mastication force over ruled my instinct. I responded to all the conversations and the debates in a dotingly carelessly way. I didn’t care if I was potent or articulate. Everyone was rejoicing in a merry praise. I have never been these elated. Some in the crowd were sensible and once in awhile they will gaze curiously at the newcomer (that was me). In return I will wave gloriously at them. After few minutes passed I wasn’t the shy guy anymore. No one could believe how I unlocked my mouth. I was partaking on the stories about women anatomy. Some pictures that I could never conjure in real life were beaming on my head. Oh boy every one kept each other busy with the stories of their romantic nostalgia. A mind dominated by sensual emotions, becomes a favorable abode for the state of my sitting. I was the happiest guy you could meet at the moment. I learned impartial knowledge about political and religious leaders of the past. I could sense that there was no braggart when they were telling their stories even though some of the facts of the stories were completely untrue. I was fully formed person, but uncompleted fellow with no facts in hand as my marqan was up there with the rest of them. Everyone had a dream of riches and fame, but who can blame them? I had to laugh along with them in every story as I was no better than them. I’m not a philosophical kind of guy and my knowledge in this field is limited to one class I took in my undergraduate studies but I bet you Plato or Socrates had some sort of green leaf when they were pondering on issues of knowledge and belief. Think about it, how did this Plato guy come to the conclusion that perception by the senses of the object in the visible world can never give us true knowledge (unless he was on high on some kind of a leaf). I sure had true opinion of many things last night. I was just seeing the world as a mere shadow or dream or fantasy. Many ideas last night was invented by my imagination faculty. I’m a bit pasty this morning. My body particularly my legs are heavy and unmanageable. I tried to drink a lot of Gatorade. I look faded. I could feel all the rigid cramp on my stomach, but I’d love to try it again one more weekend of Khat chewing session. PS Excuse any run-in sentense.

I am tribeless. News Flash!!! The Somali Boy is Ashraf! and lives in Wycombe (According to reliable sources). Further tribal details will be released in due time, in case any other SOLers are related to Mo. Upon which they could set up an Ashraf Media Foundation to help ashrafis who are humiliated on National TV Max, I don't beleive you meant sincerely when you wrote the above statements (your giggle must have rang out clearly when you were writting that).I will never want a satisfaction from humbling you, but how come you openly talk about other people tribe? Is there a hint here?

Ruunta eso sheega for once, people. It always has been and forever shall remain 'reer hebel' against 'reer hebel' This is why I’m still afraid of endorsing our beautiful small Somaliland. I’m afraid we will also succumb to this internecine struggle for power and influence soon or later like Dhagaalki Sokeyahaa . When it comes to Somali politics I’m like a restless bird who always feels the premonition for an earthquake on its way.

With a graciously and elegantly written endorsement of president Riyale, I see that Ngonge got the sun-tan lotion off his nose and ready to shniff the Somaliland politics. Though I’m not yet a full Supporter of the Somaliland state, I still think that the brilliance of Somaliland people ways of building a life of security is a thing to celebrate and commend. Their ways of securing a change through debate and discussion than the barrel of the gun is also something to celebrate. The Somaliland confrontation of debilitating culture of indifference and despair that surrounds them is something born out of average people conviction for a change.I don’t see how any one can convince these people to abandon their seventeen years dream of independent statehood. I can understand their reasoning. And I don’t see how their heroism and sacrifice will be abandon easily.It is the memory of the past that reactivates itself if anyone today forces them to abandon their dreams. It is certainly true that the current president has become expert at outscoring all his oppositions. He surely lead a country without disturbing the consensus his citizen’s cherish-Independent state.

Hello trolls.It's friday and I got a fresh hair-cut, duh? like that is a news Rahim, really its that easy? Wow what did you do? You must be an acrobat.Seriously you do realize that this was elementary joke, right? I could do it myself so are many people, but I bet some people will change the direction of their foot.Rahima welcome to the joke section of SOL PS I'm not the original author of this joke

Gold Coast, Correct me if I’m wrong here (and I’m not afraid to admit when I’m wrong), I clearly remember Obama addressing father’s day from the pulpit of an all black church. The media as usual picked up this story and spin it around. Whatever the ultimate explanation for him choosing to address this issue, it seemed clear to me that he was a black leader who had the privilege to get the ears of so many black folks. I think, Obama is guided by two interrelated objectives; the need to remind his fellow black folks to take responsibilities and of course the need to score some point as a politician (You will see many times where I referred to him as just a politician in this thread).Although he is a politician I refuse to accept to label him as a white appeaser who will stab his people in the back. The expectation of black fathers taking responsibility in fostering the cognitive and social growth of their children is all time low. We all know that differential achievement among all various communities depends heavily on how fathers get involved in their children’s lives. The attitude towards parenting has a cultural origin since parenting results from your cultural environment. If you are fortunate enough to have two parents in your family the quality of your parental involvement must have played a crucial role in your development. Obama and Cosby, though two different people, have both called for black father’s involvement of their children’s lives in the context of shared extended-kin responsibilities in child-rearing.

Lazy girl, I totally agreed with you on your first few points on your previous post, but you lost me when you questioned the story of the young girl. I just couldn’t bare your intrusive familiarity (at least that’s how your words came through) of what the poor girl went through. From what we are able to glean out of this situation, it is not in your place or my place to categorize her story as a sponsor trick. Has it occurred to you maybe this is more than a daydream? And that it is REAL story. You might be a youthful prospering young girl/woman who has everything done for her, but has a hard time understanding others situation. Maybe you have been sandwiched between your family all your life, but sometimes its good to give people the benefit of the doubt. I want you to release a long compressed breath and say it loudly “I must be blessed”

This is for all the priviledged kids and their church of their painful "truth" http://bp2.blogger.com/_KYXmcfChca4/RoHgDaJioFI/AAAAAAAAARk/nXr2_M2R4Vg/s1600-h/cordaid-4-gr.jpg

^^^As much as any other thing, the black family reflected both the themes and the contradiction of black leaders today. Despite the frustrations and the difficulties black family faces Jesse Jackson and the old guards civil right leaders wants to down play the AA family institution. Jesse wants us to believe that When Obama talks about the black family structure we got be a profoundly suspicious about his rhetoric. Instead of focusing on the cultural and the economic logic behind this fall, Jesse wants to charge Obama with elitism. Interesting enough the lure of publicity has wreaked havoc the old-civil right leaders. As a politician of course Obama will be blamed and criticized, which is rightly so most of the time, but our race pimp Jesse wants to dent Obama with the primary slogan of “Obama is out of touch”. He is trying to deflect the attention to unnecessary things instead of highlighting the more dramatically or effectively problems; lack of family structure that stood at the heart of continuing failure of our race. Central to Obama’s position (or even to any sensible person) is that AA fathers need to take responsibility. Like the civil right movement in symphony, Obama campaign highlighted things that are important to our race by highlighting it in the churches’. Jesse and his pals have lost the spirit of the civil right movement of standing for dignity.

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If You Think You're Beaten If you think you're beaten, you are, If you think you dare not, you don't. If you'd like to win, but think you can't, It's almost for sure, you won't. If you think you're losing, you've lost. For out in the world we find - Success begins with a person's will, It's all in the state of mind. If you think you're outclassed, you are, You've got to think high to rise. You have to stay with it, In order to win the prize. Life's battles don't always go, To the one with the better plan. For more often than not, you will win, If only you think you can. Kristone

Shniff, Shniff , what’s that Smell? Hello race pimp Jesse Jackson. How are you this morning? How does it feel to be caught off guard by the microphone of that wretched Fox News Channel Station when you were delivering your ultimate greatest insult to Obama. I know you are the kind of guy who will never pass out an opportunity for even a little publicity, but how does it feel this time around? I bet you think now this is the most vicious hate-filled word you ever said, but I got good news for you on how to redeem yourself. You don’t need to apologize anymore to the young sensitive, personable Obama. I know there are a lot of qualities you and the old-guard civil right leaders like John Lewis and Andrew Young envies about Obama whether it is his brain or success. It is your personal imputations and denials about the black family structure today that is sweeping the main issues under the rug. Experience has proven that it is the family that keeps the fabric of society together; this comes through self-control and responsibilities. I request that you pass on the knowledge of father’s responsibility within our community instead of being divisive and bitter about someone else’s success. As the tree bent so shall the tree grow? Start talking on black family issues where it matters most. Because for the need of strong black family, it will both be interesting and profiting the black folks if you start a million man march towards responsibility instead of waiting for the next opportunity to condemn someone.

My Somalia Why do you stammer at me? Why do you fill me with ire and shame? I’m pining for that time when it is safe and sane to walk on your soil When will the little Samatar kick and elbow in joy? Why do you always pull away when I want to hug you everyday? Why do you stay stationary on the pavement of anarchy? Who got the whammy on you? Could you scarcely muster the courage to speak to me? I can’t cross you, erase you or file you away Deep down inside you might be great I still have these grief-filled dreams even though I have never set foot on your soil Every time I think about you I venture into perils that inch very closely I often see arguments and demoralizing discussions on these boards about you Mistrust and acrimony clouds my brain when I see them talking about you Many times they threaten to dislodge me, but I’m unmoved by them I pick their argument, reject it and proceed before they take me up with them I know you are not the dark-footed hairy monster Why do you skid into their turmoil?

^^^He just does a little hem and hew here and there otherwise he is an imp

I thought it was a low sneaky way of censoring you, but now if what LG is saying is true I’m disappointed (and I’m annoyed) with you AT&T. Virulence behaviors are not so manly! You should quiver intolerably with shame

Malika, Come one lets jump the rope together

I thought this was the perfect picture that could explain the whole situation.Isn't it coincidence? Damn Istubiit me! Edit: Opps! that one was For AT&T

Ibti, Just show him/her these pictures he will understand what coincidence is....

Though I’m not a fan of a Republican party (and I dislike Mcain which by the way he is the chairman of this organization) I still think this is a great step towards fostering a democratic state; one that may help its citizen’s leaders to develop an informed consensus for law and policies. To govern a state requires much more than a superficial understanding of how democracy works. The citizen of the country needs to understand the civic education of their system. One of the democratic goals is to search for ways by which citizens can acquire the competence they need in understanding how their democracy works. As a peripheral supporter of Somaliland state I can understand the hunger for understanding the rules that your government obliges you to obey. Somaliland today does have a conflicting sub-culture that may undermine democracy. It is the duty of its citizens to establish and maintain control over the power of their elected officials by the ballot box. There is a bigger opportunity here for Somaliland to have a great democracy as anything small is beautiful. Somaliland citizens will have the opportunity of understanding how to navigate the shoals by attaining a very high level of participation.

I don't like you guys.You are not motivational posters helping unoriginal webmasters feel like they are creative since the dawn of internet.Let me go home before these bunch of "evils" criticize me

No no this ain't a joke Ibti.I’m assuming you are someone who keeps within distance of Somali music scene or else you’ll not have clicked on this thread.I’m willing to be your producer who will manage to bring out the heaviest metal sounds ever witnessed in a Somali scene.We will cut through the overdubbed sound-effect laden Somali music with a punky reggae theme.Somebody got change the raw clutter of Somali songs.Are you on board?