five years later I will be married with 2 kids( the husband too with a nice job in the UN or the WHO. ok...One thing thats missing in my life right now is....

Adi horta ma daashid miyaa?? Dang boy....that was some story...I found myself falling for the damn roach Its like one of those movies where you just can't wait 'till he kisses the girl...your chanting.." kiss the girl..come on...kiss her"...lol. "the roach crawls closer to Deeqo, puts on of his 6 arms on her thigh and continues).. you know.. I was checking you out the other night while you were taking a shower.. Maan you got some booty" This is the part that got me rolling on the floor.... peace and luv

Public Statement by the Rev. Jesse Jackson . Due to the great consternation caused by the revelation of my act of procreation, I accept my obligation to give an explanation to the population for my act of copulation. I gave in to temptation, for the anticipation of sexual gratification, that I could not obtain through masturbation, resulted in my fornication. I accepted her invitation, and provided her with excitation, stimulation, penetration, replication, and liberation. She provided lubrication to avoid inflammation) and I wore condoms to avoid contamination. She cried for duplication but I insisted upon termination, in spite her fascination with variation. This has caused me great aggrevation, and the agitation and provocation of the media has resulted in my humiliation, denigration, and degradation. My wife is considering castration, which would require my hospitalization. Pray that this matter will find culmination in my sanctification and rehabilitation so that my plans for nomination to my ultimate vocation will not result in revocation and termination. I hope this proclamation has provided illumination and verification >and will prohibit further provocation. Sincerely, The Rev. Jesse Jackson

kool kat--adi waa soo kibirtay....why you dissing our mnpls brothas like that..acting like t.o got better men..meeshaad joogtid hadaanan kugu ceejin On the real though..we here in mnpls have a mix of brothas..we got the short dark ones..we got the tall dark ones..we got the short light ones...we got the hip-hop brothas..we got the original somali brothas..we got the wadaado..you name it we got it. It all depends on what your flava is. peace and luv xafsa

lol :rolleyes:

lol..trust me this will work.. first they'll get their morining exercise from short dacas-less kids chasing them yelling "gaalka qabta" "gaalka qabta" Then they'll get sick trying to eat all the fresh fruit that our land is blessed with....and to top it off the rest of the fat well melt off from the hot sun we are known for. peace

I've heard alot of people say that your children are a window to yourself. Meaning that you see yourself in them....they show you who you realy were when you were their age. We all know that the way we treat our parents is exactly the same way our kids will treat us. You've heard the story about the son who left his blind father to fend for himself under a tree in the middle of no where,and when he got old he also lost his sight and his son did the same thing to him. The same kind of theory goes for when you treat your parents with kindness. Going back to the original statement about children being the window to their parents. I have a hard time seeing my mom make the same mistakes I did...or having the same mentality as me when she was my age. We see our parents as perfect beings...so its hard to swollow this. The question is does history really repeat itself? Are we all just follwing in our parents foot steps?If so is this a bad thing or a good thing? peace and luv xafsa

I would have to vote off xafsa...girl gets on my nerves...don't you agree me my fellow nomads?

thank you muslim sis for sharing that with us....makes you proud to be a muslim woman. peace and luv

Ameenah...you have to get aggressive with darman...thats the only thing he'll understand Sometimes I feel sorry for him...having to live most of his life in fear of the new person he pissed off peace and luv

lol...lol... .... walaahi dadkii waxaa lugu yiri laguma dhaamee daqaaq.Girl are you serious?? If this really bothered you, you wouldn't be here. If some guy tried to grab my ass..I would make sure he never lusts after another women again....if you get my drift.

This is one had me cracking up too It goes to show you just how safe LA is :rolleyes:

waryaa og-moti...you forgot to take your meds today didn;t you?? The doctor told you that with out those med you start to see and hear things that aren't there...now look...oh well!

darman...tell your friend that i'll get to her when i'm done with you...but if she prefers to go first then that can be arranged I have these new methods I need to try out anyways

I can't believe this dang!! I don't see what the sisters are getting all worked up about...sheyam is just expressing his thoughts...there's no need to jump down his throat. I find his view very amusing...but I respect it. Sheym..allaha kuu sahlo gabar saas ah....thats all I gotta say..aamiin dheh peace

I;m glad y'all liked it...this should teach you to think pure thoughts...not everything is as it seems peace and luv

I need a man thats polite, listens and takes advice...sorry that was a song Anyway here's my list: 1. has to be aware of his religion...I don't mean that he has to be perfect but at least realizes that his ultimate purpose in life is to please allah...and is working towards that goal. 2.educated and ambitious---often times too much value is placed on whether or not a man has money or nice ride...to me whats more important that he has the ambition to make something of himself...in other words he has to have big dreams and working towards them. I perfer to work with my man to attain our goals..instead if expecting him to have everything before we get married. 3. Good looking---to me at least...I don't mean that he has to be a pretty boy...he has to give off an air of confidence and sex appeal...you gotta be able to sense his manliness... I gotta stop before I get carried away ...next point ... 4.He has to be close to his family...siiba his mother...that tells you alot about him. peace out

Canbaro-luul...Anything I can do to help out my fellow sane nomads ...Some people are beyond help like darman here :rolleyes: I just can't help feeling like I know this guy from somewhere....but oh well he won't live long anyway

lol....waryaa miskiin islaameed baxar ha gelin yaah...I only have eyes for you Don't even think about running away...you know what they say..you can run but you can't hide

yeah thats the same story I heard too. But what puzzels me is why they still insist on eating their meat uncooked? They dip the whole thing in hot sauce so that it will kill the bacteria...So i've heard...but who knows? Peace and luv

Darman..wadnahaan ku cadeeyay haye? miskiin would it make you feel better if I told you that I would give you a few weeks to say good bye to your family and friends before I tastefully dispose of you ( I promise it wont take long ) ? I;m only gonna make this offer once...so don;t let this chance pass you by....remember if you say yes or no the result will be the same peace and luv

A Real Ball Buster "Doc," says Steve, "I want to be castrated." "What on earth for?" asks the doctor in amazement. "It's something I've been thinking about for a long time and I want to have it done" replies Steve. "But have you thought it through properly?" asks the doctor, "It's a very serious operation and once it's done, there's no going back. It will change your life forever!" "I'm aware of that and you're not going to change my mind -- either you book me in to be castrated or I'll simply go to another doctor." "Well, OK.", says the doctor, "But it's against my better judgment!" So Steve has his operation, and the next day he is up and walking very slowly, legs apart, down the hospital corridor with his drip stand. Heading towards him is another patient, who is walking exactly the same way. "Hi there," says Steve,"It looks as if you've just had the same operation as me." "Well," said the patient, "I finally decided after 37 years of life that I would like to be circumcised." Steve stared at him in horror and screamed, "Shit! THAT'S the word!”

Government Tactics The Los Angeles Police Department (LAPD), The FBI, and the CIA are all trying to prove that they are the best at apprehending criminals. The President decides to give them a test. He releases a rabbit into a forest and each of them has to catch it. The CIA goes in. They place animal informants throughout the forest. They question all plant and mineral witnesses. After three months of extensive investigations they conclude that rabbits do not exist. The FBI goes in. After two weeks with no leads they burn the forest, killing everything in it, including the rabbit, and they make no apologies. The rabbit had it coming. The LAPD goes in. They come out two hours later with a badly beaten bear. The bear is yelling: "Okay! Okay! I'm a rabbit! I'm a rabbit!"

lol...thats good....I almost did kill beethoven Who knew that hitler was such a stand up guy :rolleyes: peace

I SHALL SEEK AND FIND YOU... I SHALL TAKE YOU TO BED AND CONTROL YOU... I WILL MAKE YOU ACHE, SHAKE AND SWEAT UNTIL YOU GRUNT AND GROAN... I WILL MAKE YOU BEG FOR MERCY... I WILL EXHAUST YOU TO THE POINT THAT YOU WILL BE RELIEVED WHEN I LEAVE YOU...AND YOU WILL BE WEAK FOR DAYS. ALL MY LOVE, THE FLU What were y'all thinking of? get your minds out of the gutter