Thabiso Sibeko Do U know the fullform of COLLEGE:-
C-Come,
O-On,
L-Lets,
L-Love,
E-Each,
G-Girl,
E-Equally......
Thats why boys go to college
Thamires Resende Estou orando pra dar Tudo Certo "e eu SEEI qe DEUS está com VOCÊ Nesse Momento RAFAEL, e Independente de QUALQUÉR Coisa estou akii pra te APOIAR, e te ajudar e te dá FORÇA ' EU AMO VOCÊ' e estamos pra sempre unidos !
Stuart Coombs Kyle Chaboudy,Nick Sherman,Jake Tennant, Kimberly Graham, Nathaniel Allen Hartsock, Adam E. Markov, Zach Ehret, Ryan Bolles and everyone else I know that's a Browns fan "I'm tired of sucking"
Michael Conefrey Thanks for sharing it with me, Charlene Manwaring Allen Eldridge
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I saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!' 'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.'
I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me! I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses.'
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices: (1)Like, Copy & Paste this on your wall or (2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
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Anderson Almeida Ao som de Chico Buarque - Cidades... e os diários de classe
Satoshi Hayazaki O que fazer quando você está usando um driver proprietário e uma modificação no servidor gráfico arrumou uma implementação errada de uma função e o driver, que reimplementava essas funções para contornar os problemas originais, ainda não foi atualizado, criando uma race condition que acaba num loop eterno e seu computador todo travando?
Espera e reza, ou aprende C, reverte o commit errôneo e recompila. Por que eu amo o linux: pois já criaram um patch que faz tudo isso.
Por que eu odeio o linux: pois vou ter que aplicar um patch no código fonte do componente central do sistema e recompilar ele inteiro na mão. E bloquear toda e qualquer atualização do servidor gráfico daqui pra frente.
No Gentoo seria mais fácil fazer isso. Como isso só acontece quando uso OpenGL, o jeito é ficar sem jogar até ter paciência pra fazer isso ou alguém consertar upstream.
Pricila Franco dormi com essa chuvinha é bom demais :D
Renata Macedo Dá para ver as atualizações do Twitter e do Facebook juntas na mesma coluna! Prefiro assim!
Nazar Ylanan [talaga lang ha]
mas kanina pa ko online e
Sara Savatovic samo zbog njih gledam kardashians-e... aaaa obozavam ihhh!!!!
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Check out the opening titles of E!'s super new series from Ryan Seacrest Productions, "Khloé and Lamar" premiering April 10 at 10/9c.
Jerry Powell Some email stories are too funny not to post:
The lawyer is thinking that seniors are so dumb that he could get one over on them easily.
So, the lawyer asks if the senior would like to play a fun game.
The senior is tired and just wants to take a nap, so he politely declines and tries to catch a few winks.
The lawyer persists, saying that the game is a lot of fun...."I ask you a question, and if you don't know the answer, you pay me only $5.00. Then you ask me one, and if I don't know the answer, I will pay you $500.00," he says.
This catches the senior's attention and, to keep the lawyer quiet, he agrees to play the game.
The lawyer asks the first question. "What's the distance from the Earth to the Moon?"
The senior doesn't say a word, but reaches into his pocket, pulls out a five-dollar bill, and hands it to the lawyer.
Now, it's the senior's turn. He asks the lawyer, "What goes up a hill with three legs, and comes down with four?"
The lawyer uses his laptop to search all references he can find on the Net.
He sends E-mails to all the smart friends he knows; all to no avail. After an hour of searching, he finally gives up.
He wakes the senior and hands him $500.00. The senior pockets the $500.00 and goes right back to sleep.
The lawyer is going nuts not knowing the answer. He wakes the senior up and asks, "Well, so what goes up a hill with three legs and comes down with four?"
The senior reaches into his pocket, hands the lawyer $5.00, and goes back to sleep.
Kim Tran They hurt her.
After lunch, her teacher announced that the school was holding a fire drill. When the alarm sounded, Carmen and the other students filed out of the classroom and assembled in the yard outside. As the teachers read out the roll call, the gang of five girls decided that this was a great opportunity to embarrass Carmen in front of the whole school during the fire drill. They moved over to where Carmen was standing, near a sewer drain, and began crowding the poorgirl, getting in her face and nudging her towards the open manhole.
They pushed her and she tripped over and fell head-first down the manhole. When they saw her falling, the girls started giggling and when Carmen’s name was called out, they shouted "She’s down in the sewer!"
All of the other students began laughing. But when the teachers looked down the manhole and saw Carmen’s body lying at the bottom in the muck and the poop, the laughter abruptly stopped. Her head was twisted around at an odd angle and her face was covered in blood. Worse still, she wasn’t moving. There was nothing any of the teachers could do for her. Carmen was dead. When the police arrived and went down into the sewer, they determined that she had broken her neck. Her face had been torn off when she hit the ladder on the way down and her neck snapped when she landed on her head on the concrete at the bottom.
The police hauled Carmen’s body out of the sewer and sent her to the mortuary. Everyone had to stay behind after school while the police questioned all of Carmen’s classmates. The five girlslied to the police, saying they had witnessed Carmen falling down the sewer. The police believed the girls and Carmen Winstead’s death was ruled an accident and the case was closed. Everyone thought that was the last they would hear of Carmen Winstead, but they were wrong.
Months later, Carmen’s classmates began receiving strange e-mails on their MySpaces. The e-mails were titled "They Pushed Her" and claimed that Carmen hadn’t really fallen down the sewer, she had been pushed. The e-mails also warned that the guilty people should own up and take responsibility for their crime. If they didn’t there would be horrible consequences. Most people dismissed the e-mails as a hoax, but others were not so sure.
A few days later, one of the girls who pushed Carmen down the sewer was at home taking a shower, when she heard a strange cackling laugh. It seemed to be coming from the drain. The girl started to freak out and ran out of the bathroom. That night, the girl said goodnight to her mom and went to sleep. Five hours later, her mom was awoken in the middle of the night, by a loudnoise that resounded throughout the house. She ran into her daughter’s room, only to find it empty. There was no trace of the girl. The worried mother called the police and when they arrived, they conducted a search of the area. Eventually, they discovered the girl’s grisly remains.
Her corpse was lying in the sewer, covered in muck and poop. Her neck was broken and her face missing. It had been completely torn off. One by one, all of the girls who pushed Carmen that day were found dead. They had all been killed in exactly the same way and were all found at exactly the same spot. In the sewer at the bottom of the same uncovered manhole where Carmen had met her doom. But the killing didn’t stop there. More and more of Carmen’s former classmates were found dead. It seemed that anyone who didn’t believe that Carmen had been pushed, was eventually found down in the sewer with their necks broken and their faces torn off.
They say that Carmen’s ghost is still on the rampage, hunting down anyone who doesn’t believe her story. According to the legend, Carmen will get you, whether it’s from a toilet, a shower, a sink or a drain. When you go to sleep, you’ll wake up in the sewer, in complete darkness, paralyzed, unable to move, hearing cackling laughter all around you. Then, as you scream in horror, Carmen will come and tear your face off.
So be careful who you bully, because you just might find yourself on the receiving end of the curse of Carmen Winstead.
FACT: About two months later, 16-year-old David Gregory read this post and didn't repost it. When he went to take a shower, he heard laughter, started freaking out, and ran to his computer to repost it. He said goodnight to his mom and went to sleep, but five hours later, his mom woke up in the middle of the night from a loud noise and David was gone. A few hours later, the police found him in the sewer, with a broken neck and the skin on his face peeled off.
Even Google her name - you'll find this to be true.
If you don't repost this saying "They hurt her," then Carmen will get you, either from a sewer, the toilet, the shower
i don't want to die
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SOUTH LA, CA: SO SAD: old chow x "dad" threw out on the street - T O FEND FOR HIMSELF - SO VERY VERY MEAN - NEEDS A HOME TODAY
SENIOR CHOW LIVING ON THE STREETS OF SOUTH LA AFTER OWNER LEFT HIM BEHIND WHEN HE MOVED... HE'S FINDING SCARPS ON THE STREET AND EXPOSED TO ALL THE ELEMENTS AT HIS OLD AGE... HOW MUCH MORE UNFAIR AND SAD CAN IT GET FOR THIS POOR BOY AS HIS LIFE IS NEARING ITS END... :'(
IF YOU CAN HELP HIM, PLEASE CONTACT SHARON AT parallax@lafn.org
His history is that he used to live with a man who ownedan appliance store on 23rd and Central in South Los Angeles. However,man moved away about three months ago and left behind his chow mixdog to live on the street.This information was obtained by a friend of a friend who recentlymoved into the area with her father. She noticed the dog and startedfeeding him kibble every few days whenever she has extra. Herresources are quite limited so this is as much as she is able toprovide.Any help that you might be able to provide, or any other resourcesthat might be available would be greatly appreciated. Best regards,/Sharonemail: parallax@lafn.orgcell: 213-709-3818
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Robson Eduardo "Brincadeira tem hora e lugar, assim como os comentários no facebook...
Edoardo Costa Ho imparato ad aspettare..
ho imparato ad accettare, ho imparato a rispettare.. ma quello che non imparerò mai.. è fingere di essere chi non sono......
Nana Neoqav sozinha em ksa sexta á noite...aff...e essa chuvinha chata....quem muito quer nada tem....kkkkkk...
Mary Silva Quando Jesus fez-se carne e habitou entre nós, Ele ofereceu a luz a todos, dizendo: “Eu sou a luz do mundo” (João 8.12)
Glass Iscariot http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WeYHw70DNjI
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http://tinyurl.com/RapeOfTheWorldIntro "Trio No. 2 in E-Flat Major for Piano, Violin, and Violoncello" is an instrumental song and the sampled introduction u...
Joao Volanski Eram aproximadamente 22:00 horas quando um jovem
começou a se dirigir para casa.
Sentado no seu carro, ele começou a
pedir:
- 'Deus! Se ainda falas com as pessoas, fale comigo.
Eu irei ouvi-lo.
Farei tudo para obedecê-lo'
Enquanto dirigia pela rua principal da cidade, ele teve um pensamento muito estranho:
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'Pare e compre um galão de leite'..
Ele balançou a cabeça e falou alto:
- 'Deus? É o Senhor?'.
Ele não obteve resposta e continuou
dirigindo-se para casa.
Porém, novamente, surgiu o pensamento:
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'Compre um galão de leite'.
'Muito bem, Deus! No caso de ser o
Senhor, eu comprarei o leite'.
Isso não parece ser um teste de
obediência muito difícil...
Ele poderia também usar o leite.
O jovem parou, comprou o leite e reiniciou o caminho de casa.
Quando ele passava pela sétima rua, novamente ele sentiu um pedido:
- 'Vire naquela rua'.
Isso é loucura...
- pensou e, passou direto pelo retorno.
Novamente ele sentiu que deveria ter virado na sétima rua..
No retorno seguinte, ele virou e dirigiu-se pela sétima rua.
Meio brincalhão ele falou alto
- 'Muito bem, Deus. Eu farei'.
Ele passou por algumas quadras quando de repente sentiu que devia
parar.
Ele brecou e olhou em volta.
Era uma área mista de comércio e residência.
Não era a melhor área, mas também não era a pior da vizinhança.
Os estabelecimentos estavam fechados e a maioria das casas estavam
escuras, como se as pessoas já tivessem ido dormir, exceto uma do outro lado que estava acesa.
Novamente, ele sentiu algo:
- 'Vá e dê o leite para as pessoas que estão naquela casa do outro lado da rua'.
O jovem olhou a casa.
Ele começou a abrir a porta mas voltou a sentar-se. -' Senhor, isso é
loucura.
Como posso ir para uma casa estranha no meio da noite?'.
Mais uma vez, ele sentiu que deveria ir e dar o leite.
Finalmente,ele abriu a porta.....
- ' Muito Bem, Deus, se é o Senhor,
eu irei e entregarei o leite àquelas pessoas.
Se o Senhor quer que eu pareça uma pessoa louca, muito bem.
Eu quero ser obediente.
Acho que isso vai contar para alguma coisa, contudo, se eles não responderem
imediatamente, eu vou embora daqui'.
Ele atravessou a rua e tocou a campainha..
Ele pôde ouvir um barulho vindo de
dentro, parecido com o choro de uma criança.
A voz de um homem soou alto:
- 'Quem está aí? O que você quer?'
A porta abriu-se antes que o jovem pudesse fugir.
Em pé, estava um homem vestido de jeans e camiseta.
Ele tinha um olhar estranho e não parecia feliz em ver um desconhecido em pé na sua soleira.
- 'O que é?'.
O jovem entregou-lhe o galão de leite.
- 'Comprei isto para vocês'.
O homem pegou o leite e correu para dentro falando alto.
Depois, uma mulher passou pelo corredor carregando o leite e foi para a cozinha.
O homem a seguia segurando nos braços uma criança que chorava.
Lágrimas corriam pela face do homem e, ele começou a falar, meio soluçando:
- 'Nós oramos..
Tínhamos muitas contas para pagar
este mês e o nosso dinheiro havia acabado.
Não tínhamos mais leite para o nosso bebê.
Apenas orei e pedi a Deus que me mostrasse uma maneira de conseguir leite.
Sua esposa gritou lá da cozinha:
- 'Pedi a Deus para mandar um anjo com um pouco de leite...
Você é um anjo?'
O jovem pegou a sua carteira e tirou todo dinheiro que havia nela e colocou-o na mão do homem..
Ele voltou-se e foi para o carro, enquanto as lágrimas corriam pela sua face..
Ele teve certeza que Deus ainda responde aos verdadeiros pedidos.
Agora, um simples teste para você:
- Se você acredita em Deus, mande esta mensagem para todos os seus
amigos, inclusive para a mesma pessoa que te mandou.
Quanto tempo você leva para parar um pouquinho e ouvir Deus?
Recebi de um amigo e estou repassando.. . é uma história muito
linda ....
Essa semana Deus falou pra mim "Filho(a) tenha FÉ que pra DEUS nada é impossível basta você crer!"
Bruno Dyego Aos meus inimigos mando apenas um recado : a FELICIDADE ESTÁ CONSTANTE NO MEU DIA A DIA, E ACIMA DOS QUE SALTAM A SEMPRE OS QUE VOAM :D
Ron Favis Next sunday December 18th Holiday hair showcase at club la rumba located in Austin TX at 1907 E Riverside Dr 78741 pre sale tickets $10 door's open at 5 show starts at 6
Rosseballet NI Já fizeram suas compras de Natal ?? Visite nossa loja e confira as novidades.
De segunda à sexta de 9:00 as 19:30 e sábado de 9:00 as 14:00
Ana Paula Batista Ana Paula Batista em "A arte de descobrir como o preto da sua paleta é pigmentado" Já borrou td! hahahahaha
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