Posted by dawaco godverdomme-bless us LooooooooooL, why aad dadka maskiiniinta beenta ugu sheegaysaa, this is Onkholoflic walaahi why why my dear....that was Heel lilik move, please don't do that again... asxantu

Posted by Og-moti Some Philipne how are you? = Kumusta or kumustakana what is ur name? = anung baga lamo I love you? = Mahalkita where r u going = sa anka bubunta? lets go home = uwina taayoo LoooL, straight to the POINT, is that how you pick up philippino "Girls", brother i gotta give it to you, you have mad game Posted by Nuune Cad is ainm duit?= What is your name? Nuune is ainm dom= My name is Nuune Ta tu go halainn= You are beautiful Ní thuigim thú= I don't understand you Ta gra agam ort= I love you An bposfaidh tu me?= Will you marry me? LoooL, i have ta honestly say i loofis your style, you portray yourself as this nice,sweet and romantic guy, biyo cad aa sokor ugu qasoosaa,hoostana sakiin aa ku wadataa Posted by Simply The Best how are you?= Mita kuuluu? whats your name?= Mika sinun nimi on? I love you = Mina rakastan sinua LoooooL, desperete and some aren't we ok ok ok ppl here are mine Arabic How are you= keef al xaal How is your health= Keefa saxa No problem= Maa caleesh Not every day is sunday=Kulu yowm mush ciid asxantu

A real interesting article, it nails the people of today, please read and post your takes..... It's been dubbed a Peter Pandemic: adults determined to remain kids AMY CAMERON HERE IS MY CONFESSION. Sometimes, late at night, I put on the tiny, sparkling T-shirt I wore to clubs when I was 21 and dance to Salt-N-Pepa's Let's Talk About Sex. Occasionally, when I'm supposed to be working, I play The Sims computer game for hours -- starting fights between lovers, buying new outfits for the gay couple and killing off characters by drowning them in swimming pools. I buy clothes in the teen departments of the Bay and Winners. I have a child's pink plastic microphone in my shower. On weekends I'm out until 2 a.m. with friends at the local pub. I'm 32. Am I too old for this? Over the past few years, researchers, marketing firms, gaming companies and social trend experts have paid more attention to what's been dubbed a Peter Pandemic. You know, people in their 30s, 40s and even 50s who, to all intents and purposes, refuse to grow up. We've seen the extreme cases -- the 35-year-old rollerblader wearing a belly shirt that reveals the enormous dragon tattoo on her butt cleavage; the father in his 50s who gets together with his pals once a year to drop LSD; the 44-year-old who spends hours sewing tiny sheets and duvets for her new dollhouse. But there are tamer examples, too. Men who spend Friday nights playing Grand Theft Auto III, or women out on "girls night" doing body shots off the hot young bartender. In the dystopia conjured up by Margaret Atwood in Oryx and Crake, a new breed of perfect people die, without pain or illness, as soon as they turn 30. Today's reality is perhaps even stranger: many people simply stop maturing intellectually or emotionally after they turn the big 3-0. These "kidults" or "adultescents," as the marketing industry calls them, now have an enormous impact on the economy. Music, film, books, games, clothing, even furniture are pitched with these Dorian Gray professionals in mind. There's Diet Pepsi's "forever young" campaign, for example, or the lite-beer-heavy-taste ads for paunchy professionals who want to guzzle like the lads they once were without getting bigger love handles. The Italian Web site www.kidultgame.com caters directly to the new breed of overgrown teenagers with its motto, "Never stop playing." Harry Potter now comes with adult-friendly covers, while narcissistic heroines like Bridget Jones become pop icons. And the recent film Raising Helen, a disappointing effort starring Kate Hudson, revolves around a party girl in crisis. When her sister dies, leaving Hudson's character the custody of her three children, she's forced to choose between her fun and frivolous lifestyle and the heavy chains of responsibility (naturally, she blows the parenting bit -- at first). And things you'd expect to hold little interest for anyone over 25 are hauling in the oldies. At a showing in Toronto last month of the film Mean Girls, a smart teen comedy about nasty high-schoolers in competition with one another, the theatre was filled with groups of adult women. Not a teen in sight. The teen-dominated prime-time soap The O.C., meanwhile, is a huge hit with all ages. The popularity of sitcoms about people who've rejected all things serious, a.k.a. adulthood, also underlines this change in the traditional social fabric. Seinfeld. Cheers. Friends. It was fun while it lasted, but eventually the characters we loved had to change. Friends had babies and bought homes outside (gasp!) Manhattan. Buffy the Vampire Slayer grew up. Hell, even Frasier -- after a son, a divorce, and a breakdown -- finally accepted his adulthood. Once the characters accepted some responsibility, the shows had to end. Growing up, these comedies seem to say, is a major drag, not worth watching. As traditional markers for maturity disappear, parents and grandparents flounder while academics scratch their heads. Roderic Beaujot, a sociology professor at the University of Western Ontario in London, struggled with defining "youth" while researching his recent paper "Delayed Life Transitions: Trends and Implications." Ultimately, he extended the age of adolescence to 34. "When you first talk about what age to use, it's kind of a joke," says Beaujot. "There's no clear demarcation anymore. When I was a youth of the '60s, however, the saying was never trust anyone over 30." The forever-young ethos is largely a product of the economy, Beaujot contends. People need more skills today to get cushy jobs with salaries hefty enough to support a family. As a result, young adults spend more time investing in themselves before, as the good professor puts it, "investing in reproduction -- there's been a loss of human movement towards responsibility." In his research, Beaujot found that only six to eight per cent of Canadians aged 18 to 24 say they don't expect to have kids, but because people now give themselves a narrower time window in which to do so, approximately twice that number will end up without children. The threat of infertility is not enough to dampen the spirits of perpetual kids. "I can always adopt," they say, and so they put off making babies until their careers are established and women have had enough fun to last them 20 years or so. Marriage, once the bastion of adulthood, no longer means the same thing. We were told in our formative years that "girls just wanna have fun," and that it's important to "party like it's 1999," and so many young marrieds continue to drink heavily, drop ecstasy and dance all night long. Meanwhile, we no longer have to wear suits and skirts to work -- creative companies prefer creative types, so we yank on leg warmers and rugby shirts and ride our scooters to the office. Why would we want to grow up? Despite my predilection for computer games and '80s dance music, I consider myself to be mature (even though I cringe as I type the word). My extended teenage years died a quick, painful death when I signed the mortgage papers for my first house. Suddenly, I was an adult. I had responsibilities beyond paying rent and feeding my cat. I had to mow the lawn to appease the neighbours, fix the toilet to address the needs of my roommates and fight raccoons off the garbage. I owned something that was worth more money than I'd ever imagined. I was terrified. I wanted to crawl onto my mother's lap and weep. After a month of sheer panic, I discovered something surprising. I loved the responsibility. Owning a home was actually liberating. I found myself uttering the words, "I'm investing in me," while refinishing floors and installing a dryer. I could do whatever I wanted within my four walls. I could paper the bathroom in orange and fuchsia plaid. I could smash a hole in the dining room wall. If this was what adulthood was all about, bring it on. Friends have had similar epiphanies. "I grew up once I had my first baby," says a 32-year-old chef and mother of two. "It wasn't getting married or buying our house. It was once I took responsibility for another living being." Another girlfriend says her "adult moment" happened when she tried on a tank top that was too small. "I looked at my jelly belly hanging out over my jeans and thought, 'I'm too old for this.' " A close male friend insists he'll grow up once his Game Boy Advance breaks. As technology moves ever faster, traditions break down. Growing up is one of them. It's now up to us to decide when we want to become adults. Turning 25, or getting our first job, no longer transforms us. Getting married doesn't mean settling down. And as long as there are beauty products out there to blast cellulite, remove unwanted hair or replace lost locks, and smooth wrinkles, at least a few of us will be drinking to get drunk at the fountain of youth. In my grown-up opinion, that's OK. Kidults are great entertainment. Now back to The Sims . . . asxantu

posted by jacelybaro Wiilo, xagaan u soo yara bax waan faqaynaaye sheeko fiicanaan kuu hayaaye ,,,,, [smile] [Wink] hooy hooy ar xaad ka faqee ood ula faqee willo, ooo xay sheykadaada ku falee, ar igaaryaho na mood aan ku niri, ar wiilo, argaarkaan waxaas so wado iyo wabiga yaa weeyn ay kula tahay ariireey.. macbuudka maanyada moose ar i kor buub aan ku irri, jecelybaro aa la iyiraahdaa uus iyiri, aan kula faqo uus kuugu xijiyey...macbuudka asxantu

posted by tuujiye waraa nuune ma qayilyo laakiin gabar haduu arko wuu marqaamyaa.. LooooOOL@tuujiye....oo marka ay gabdhaha xaf ku agmaraan, "marqaankii ayaaa igu kala jabay" miyuu yiraahdaa taloow asxantu

hibo jii, koy baad nahii hee, mushkil aa tiihee aabsee mulaaqaat kartiihee fir chale jaatee hee, saari dunya eesi hi chalteehee behen jee,fikir naa karoo ok sab kuch tiik hoygaa... Or sunaayee/farmaayee, ham doonoohii aaqri mulaakaat aabne bataayaa, aab dumai meee jaareheehee, fir aab abii lahore see baad karraheehee, kiyaa huwaa yaar?, kayke liyee aab udar jaligayee? firbe khayriyad hee khudaa kaa shukar hee... OOH btw..mee aabkoo achitaraa see jaantaahuu, magar mee aabkoo nahii pataa uungaa mee koon huu aabkoo abne aabse pata karnaa bareegaa tumhaari doost/cazin (aasha) aabse salaam kehrihiihee .. Ps: why are you referring to your self as third person....Kiyaa paagal hoona walii hoo... asxantu

wiilo abaayo, allaah yarxama, ilaahey janada haka waraabiyo hooyo... Mar walba aan gabeygaab dhageysto jiririco ayaa igu fakato...hooyadu walee waa lama huraan... asxantu

Hooyadu waa lama huraan..by carays ciise after you hear this poet, please call your mother is she is not there with you and if she is please give her nice MAC on the cheek that says thank you hooyo. asxantu

LooooooooooooL....the nasty wife she is...am pretty sure he told her get it yourself you pig lover asxantu

^^LooooL asxantu

An 85-year-old man went to his doctor's office to get a sperm count. The doctor gave the man a jar and said, "Take this jar home and bring back a semen sample tomorrow." The next day the 85-year-old man reappeared at the doctor's office and gave him the jar, which was as clean and empty as on the previous day. The doctor asked what happened and the man explained: "Well, doc, it's like this - First I tried with my right hand, but nothing. Then I tried with my left hand, but still nothing. Then I asked my wife for help. She tried with her right hand, then her left, still nothing. She tried with her mouth, first with the teeth in, then with her teeth out, and still nothing. We even called up Arleen, the lady next door and she tried too, first with both hands, then an armpit and she even tried squeezin' it between her knees, but still nothing." The doctor was shocked! "You asked your neighbor?" The old man replied, "Yep. And no matter what we tried, we still couldn't get the jar open." asxantu

Three sons left home, started careers and prospered. Getting back together, they discussed the gifts that they were able to give their elderly mother for her seventieth birthday. The first said, "I built a big house for Mom." The second said, "I sent her a Mercedes with a driver." The third smiled and said, "I've got you both beat. You know how Mom enjoys the Bible and you know she can't see very well. I sent her a brown parrot that can recite the entire Bible. It took 20 monks in a monastery 12 years to teach him. I had to pledge to contribute $100,000 a year for 10 years , but it was worth it. Mom just has to name the chapter and verse and the parrot will recite it." Soon thereafter, Mom sent out letters of thanks: She wrote to the first son, "Milton, the house you built is not practical. I live in only one room, but I have to heat, cool, and clean the whole house." She wrote to the second son, "Marvin, I am too old to travel. I stay home all the time, so I never use the Mercedes. And the driver is so rude!" She wrote the third son, "Dearest Melvin, you were the only son to have the good sense to know what your mother likes. The chicken was delicious." asxantu

13. Psychotic Mood Shift 12. Pack My Stuff 11. Permanent Menstrual Syndrome 10. Perpetual Munching Spree 9. Puffy Mid-Section 8. People Make Me Sick 7. Provide Me with Sweets 6. Pardon My Sobbing 5. Pimples May Surface 4. Pass My Sweatpants 3. Pissy Mood Syndrome 2. Plainly Men Suck And The Number One Thing PMS Stands for is: 1. Pass My Shotgun asxantu

Dawaco, Am NOT gonna make fun/mock you as Ngonge and Og-moti did, for i know that they went through the exact same or similiar things while growing up, despite thier protective shields.Every one goes through this, and it's what defines you to who you are or who you have become. At times when you get free times to your self and reminisce at old times, and you say to yourself "what was i thinking" and you laugh it off, it's honestly an awesame feeling, it's times of these likes that one should always cherish and embrace for a life time.... Ps: you are now 100% a complete women! asxantu

dear sir(mutakalim), is't too late to join this group? If the answer is YES, than i shall read all the books recommended by the list of this providential group, and keep my thoughts to my self or perhaps PM everyone on the list and say "hey this is what i have thought of it, what do you think" All in all good luck to you guys, hope yall have the "time" and whatever that goes with it.. Cafwan! asxantu

If someone can please get me the lyrics to this song by SAHRO AHMED... I don't if i'll get the lyrics right..so bare with me eedaan labdiga galin, oo soo noqnoqoshadaaa, ha iga moodin, n.a.c.a.snimo, Hadii aanku naawiley, naqba waa la dhowraa, nasiib ha igu kaa simo.... AND this other song too by SAHRO AHMED...i would love to hear , because it's been such a long time since i heard it, if not found the lyrics would do just fine.. Madii waxay u darantahay, Markaa shalay adoo nacay, Maanta uu ku kee naaa, Aad ka maarmi weeydaa, Manaxo jacelyku yee, Ma'le dhadhan, Qaraar iyo, Kuu yahay macaanba, Waad mutaysatee, Ku saarnaa mudada badan, Kugu meeray, Isagana ka soo maqan asxantu in advance..

Insha allaah add me to the list, what's better then meeting each other for the sake of allaah and the knowledge of his diin....insha allaah i will be there and i will also get all my friends and family to come and benefit as well... Jazaakallaah sis tamina. asxantu

Nin yaaban, i know one of the kids by the nick name "dark man" he is in the list now, he was such a sweet kid four years, it just shows you how much people change once they fall in hands of "BAD" friends...illaaheey ha u fududdeeyo maskiinka.. asxantu

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Marriage (Part V) The Silent Treatment A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the next day,he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight. Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper,"Please wake me at 5:00 AM." He left it where he knew she would find it. The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed. The paper said, "It is 5:00 AM. Wake up." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- walaahi this One makes laugh everytime...it's so true walaahi "Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests" asxantu

Women! cold blooded murderers aren't they! asxantu

^^these pictures were taken from galkacyo enjoy it. thanks wiilo, for posting them asxantu

^^^now i would love to read that book, keep me posted brah.. asxantu

^^i heard a violin playing for the misunderstood, good hearted men, with only good intentions, and i came. Hi every one, what happened?, what is going On? asxantu

posted by x-quizit burn the good old falopian tubes LoooL, how are you suppose to burn those poor falopain tubes, if we(the men) don't bring the FIRE . Am afraid your best bet is waiting in line for the next best faarah DA, usheeg gabartaan please.. asxantu

quote: -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I already found mine...now i only got to get him to notice me...his PM inbox is soo full by now, i can't get another one in....or maybe he blocked me....but i think that's just me being paranoid -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hmmmmmmmmm and who is that? I hope your not thinking who I think your thinking. Because if you are ... --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- FF and diamante , you guys can stop whinning now, i have removed both of you from my block list. ..Hoping gabdha yaasha kale in ay eyakana igu soo wada ordin..(it really sucks when you are the ONLY good man)...you guys can never keep a secret huh asxantu