I Can't Believe We Made It! According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the early 80's, probably shouldn't have survived. Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint. We had no childproof lids or locks on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. Not to mention the risks we took hitchhiking. As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this. We would spend hours building our toys and carts out of scraps and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes and few ditches, we learned to solve the problem. We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when it got dark. No one was able to reach us all day. No cell phones. Unthinkable! We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, video tape movies, surround sound, personal cell phones, personal computers, or Internet chat rooms. We had friends! We went outside and found them. We played ball,and sometimes, the homemade ball would really hurt. We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. They were accidents. No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents? We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it. We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out any eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door or just walked in and talked them. Every neighborhood had a few ball teams. Those who didn't make it onto a team had to learn to deal with disappointment. Some students weren't as smart as others, so they failed a grade and were held back to repeat the same grade. Tests were not adjusted for any reason, you take the same test as everyone else. Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected. The idea of parents bailing us out if we got in trouble in school or broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the school or the law. Imagine that! This Generation produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers. We had freedom, failure, success, and responsibility --- and we learned how to deal with it. Don't you just feel sorry for kids today.

Vibarators are not that bad...I met a girl(ethnicity withheld for security purposes) who had the strangest things under her bed. A 12volt battery pack, a bottle of windex and a very mistreated febuary issue of GQ. I asked what the deal was and she gave me a sly look and said "you'll find out when you need to find out". I'm still conducting experiments on small woodland animals but so far I'm drawing a blank...I guess I'm not as reer-magaal as I thought.

I'm with Shyhem...never get between a man and his woman. They have a term for that... meddling . Don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong. Maybe there's a perfectly good explanation to all that. You saw what you saw but you don't know for a 100% fact that what you saw is what you think you saw. If your boy's been hurt before he'll catch signals sooner or later...if he hasn't, its about time. are going to be there to protect him from every little thing that goes down? Oh, and to all these people up in here telling you to stalk this girl and take pictures, study her schedule and make detailed notes... GET A LIFE So sad that they would assume you have nothing better to do.....by the way, did you notice it was all the "girls" that asked you to do that?

There were two twins, Joe and John. Joe was the owner of a old dilapidated boat. It just so happened that John's wife died the same day Joe's boat sank. A few days later a kindly old woman saw Joe, and mistaking him for John. Said, "I'm sorry to hear about your loss. You must feel terrible" Joe, thinking she was talking about his boat, said "Fact is, I'm sort of glad to get rid of her. She was a rotten old thing from the beginning. Her bottom was all shriveled up and she smelled like an old dead fish. She was always losing her water, she had a bad crack in the back and a pretty big hole in the front, too. Every time I used her the hole got bigger and she leaked like crazy. I guess what finished her off was when I rented her to those four guys looking for a good time for the weekend. I warned them that she wasn't very good, but they wanted to use her anyhow and were willing to pay. The fools all tried to get in her at the same time and split her right down the middle." The old woman fainted

Leaving the poker party late, as usual, two friends compared notes. "I can never fool my wife." the first complained. "I turn off the car's engine and coast into the garage, take off my shoes, sneak upstairs, and undress in the bathroom. But she always wakes up and yells at me for being out so late and leaving her alone." "You got the wrong technique my friend." his buddy replied. "I roar into the garage, slam the door, stomp up the steps, rub my hand on her a$$ and say 'How about a little ?' She always pretends to be asleep!!!"

A teacher was testing her class's ability to taste by giving them life savers. First she gave them all red ones and their hands went up, "cherry!" "Very good," said the teacher. Next she gave them a white one and they thought about it and finally one kid said, "peppermint?" "excellent," said the teacher. Finally she gave them honey- flavored brown ones. They tasted the life saver, but could not name the flavor. "I'll give you a clue. It's something that your mommy calls your daddy" said the teacher. Suddenly , Dirty Ernie shouted, "Quick ,spit them out ! They're a$$holes!"

Before you tell him, I think you should have a little chat with her. She trying to be covert with her situation, be slick don't confront her, just make her feel uncomfortable everytime she sees you...This is the true Currency of Politics, you have dirt on her, you have her entire reputation in your hand, very fragile and as you know, a somali sister gets a bad rep...it stays. As for telling your boy, you know him better than we do....if he's young and secure enough let him fall he'll stand up stronger and smarter. Telling him has a lot of consequences and reprecussions. Some lessons are learned alone.

OK, so you're asking us to choose between two flavors of ice-cream...what happened to the other 29 flavors???? :confused: and when you say CHOOSE , are we choosing a wife to be the mother of my kids and co-signor to few overdue loans or a girlfriend who is still eluded be the concept of "give and take"? oh yeah, there's a big difference between the two, if you can't tell, the "explanation train left 10 mins before you got to the station. so what's the deal? what did you have on your mind when you posted the question?

The answer is HELL NO. If this so-called "wild past" is real and not a figment of your imagination, then it must have taught you somewhere along the line to KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT and HAVE AN ALIBI. If that lifestyle is dead and gone and you have adopted a new "respectable" character, then you don't have to justify anything. Your new spouse knows you as a decent upstanding human being. and that's how you'll stay until you pull some Jerry Springer Sh!t and start "revealing" secrets. When you run into a playa-hatin' ex, it'll be your credible word aginst there tainted accusation. LIVE AND LET LIVE.

THE TRUTH SHALL SET YOU FREE I WOULDN'T WANT US LIVING A LIE

Maybe this week, next week we'll try some brunettes and the week after that jareer.

Thanks for for thinking about me on that...is she one of those with "good personalities"??? But, I'm a old fashioned "hunter-gatherer" kinda guy. Meaning I'd rather hunt for my food than walk into a butcher shop(...thats a metaphor, for all those with their mind in the gutter). in other words, I'll pass on getting hooked up...take no offense, none intended.

Oh hey...wait a minute...I'm sorry didn't mean to sound like I was judging you or anything...to each their own. Besides you sound like a someone with strong opinions who doesn't have to explain herslf to anyone or conform to what everyone else is doing. More power to you. As for the issue of xishood...its something I find extremely attractive (and theses days very rare) in women. that is as feminine as it gets..too many agressive independant women...starting to sound and behave like guys. the softness is gone...been lied to by too many guys that you all develop an agressive defense structure. So Sad.

Rudy, what she trying to say is women like to be thrilled and excited and feel safe at the say time (if we hadn't been doing that for years we would consider it 'indecisive'). She's right though, they're all different. whereas guys are excited by select body-types, women are excited by select behaviour. most like the bad-boy because they all have the "martha stewart" syndrome and try to 'reform' and 'fix' the 'misunderstood' man...hint to all the guys: don't try common sense to make them see we don't change...just roll with it. Some (older) women realized there no hope of changing or 'taming' men so they gave up on the bad boys and now need security and some guy who won't back-hand her if she talks back. Very strange creatures, these women...best advise is do what you do, if they like it they'll come around if they don't, they don't - big deal

Originally posted by TRUTH-SHALL-SET-U-FREE: In my opinion, that's worse, than couple of girls going to a club and picking a dark corners and just dancing...Just in groups mind you...At least that's left behind, but in somali social events, there is always a tape of you dancing somewhere. Lets talk about this thing called "guilty conscience". What makes us (Somalis and muslims in general) different from everyone else? Conscience. If you think getting all dressed up and going clubbing is an ok thing, why are you picking a "dark corner"? Why not just say "Hooyo, I going to sick-ass jam tonight and I'm going to wear this skirt (if you fold the skirt right, it can fit in a guys wallet) and I'll be home some time tomorrow." You can't say that because apart from the fact that you would need the "Jaws of life" and a big tub of vaseline to dislodge your mom's foot from your ass, you never quite feel right being there...a little xishood and some morals go a long way.

LOOOOLLLLLLLL. Try This: Q: How do you make a fool out of a Blonde? A: Ask her to find the 4 corners of a circle. Q: How does a blonde make a fool of you? A: She finds them.

Nice????...no, that Cruel and unusual punishment. but on the positive side the good thing about SOL is when peoples crap get on your nerve, you can log off and go do something else.

Fortunately not my account balance...if you must know, it's one day...just one. Thats all I'm willing to give and when I give that one day, thats the exact amount (after income taxes)I won't be making at work. You asked....hope the answer suites you. Come see me, I'll buy you some chocolate chip cookies and rent you "terms of endearment"

No matter how stupid it might seem to you, EVERYONE has a reason for doing anything. In this case, the jealous party does not trust his/her partner. Chances are they have a very good reason for it. Your guy catches you exchanging winks with some guy (or girl...these days you never know). don't trust you and don't have the cojones to kick you to the curb....sad state of affairs

Originally posted by Captivating_SouL: RULES 1.DO NOT VIOLATE MY PERSONAL SPACE 2.IF I DONT RESPOND BY YOU LOOKIN' EVEN FACE/BODY GESTURE..DONT STEP UP.-- 3.EYE CONTACT ISN'T A VALID OF A REASON FOR YOU TO APPROACH 4.BE FUNNY...BUT ONLY IF YOU'RE CUTE...(UGLY GUY N CORNYNESS DOESNT WORK OUT FOR ME..MAKES ME WANNA VOMIT MATTAH FACT) 5.IF YOU'RE GOOD LOOKIN AND I RESPONSD...BETTAH BE ABLE TO COME UP WITH SOMETHIN BETTAH THEN "HEY SEXY" 6.CUTE GUYS BUT BRAINLESS..BAD COMBINATION..EVEN WORST THEN "THE UGLY GUY W/ BAD HUMOR" 7.WACK LINES DOESNT WORK ON ME..BE ORIGINAL 8.BE CONFIDENT AND QUIT SOUNDING INSECURE 9. BE ADVENTUREOUS..NO ONE WANTS A BORE 10.BE FUNNY...AFTA A LONG DAY THA CAN COME HANDY IF SAID THE RITE TIME 11. BE INDEPENDENT...AND TRUST 12. DONT BE SO CLICHED 13.THERE ARE TIMES WHEN A WOMEN NEEDS HER SPACE...! 14. LEARN HOW TO STOP ARGUIN BY AGREEIN LOL LOL J/K 15.DONT BE A GOSSIPOR..YACK HATE THAT..( A MAN WHO TALKS WORST THEN FEMALES..) 16.HAVE YOUR OWN FRIENDS..DONT JUST SAY LETS HANG..YOU N THE GIRLS..(SPACE ISSUE AGAIN) LOL 17.LASTLY...ITS WANT YOU SAY IN THAT FIRST FEW MINUTE THAT MAKE YOU SEEM TO BE CUTE EDUCATED..INTERESTING...AND OR CUTE BUT A BORE. --THAT IS ALL I HAVE TO SAY' OR SO TO SAY MAJORITY OF THE FEMALES GO BY..." LEAST THE MODERN ONCES. LOL HAA I willing to bet $282.54 that this girl is single. The only thing you'll be "captivating" with that set of rules is some haggen daas and the wide-screen dvd version of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood. Do me a favor and look at yourself in the mirror, take a few minutes and ask yourself, "what do I have that all the other 'not-so-modern' women don't? Epiphany is a muthaf@#$a !!!

how about a brother? Yeah women can do that. Women can even ask their man for a divorce if she's not "satisfied".

I'll tell you what kind woman intimidates me. Women that are over 20 yrs old and are as dumb as dog-sh!t. and here's why.... How the hell did you manage to stay alive for over 20 yrs when you have the IQ of a napkin??? I think it's a front... you guys know what I'm talking about...so stupid that they should have died in a freak, one-in-a-million accident 2 minutes after walking out the door. Stop laughing guys, I've seen more than a few guys that have citizenships to that group.

:eek: WATCH OUT FOR THE QUIET ONES :eek:

A prosperous and somewhat amorous businessman propositioned a beautiful chorus girl of well-proportioned figure to spend the night with him for $500. When he was ready to leave the next morning, certain things having transpired, he told her he didn't have that much money with him, but would have his secretary mail her a check for it, made out with a memo of RENT FOR APARTMENT, to avoid any embarrassment. On the way to the office, however, after thinking the matter over carefully, he decided the night hadn't been worth what he’d agreed to pay. As a result, he had his secretary send a check for $250 instead, and enclosed the following explanatory note: Dear Madam: "Enclosed is a cheque for the amount of $250 for rent on your apartment. I am sending this amount instead of the amount originally agreed upon, because when I rented this apartment, I was under the impression that... 1. It had never been occupied 2. There was plenty of heat 3. It was small Last night, I found that it had been occupied many times, that there wasn't any heat, and that it was entirely too large!" Upon receipt of the note, the girl immediately returned the check, with this note: "I am returning the check for $250. I cannot understand how you could expect such a beautiful apartment to remain unoccupied. As for the heat... there is plenty of it there if you know how to turn it on. As for the size, it's not my fault if you didn't have enough furniture to furnish it."

who's this standing up for blondes?????