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was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!

If you could read that put it in your profile

If you ever forgotten what you were talking about in a conversation copy and paste this into your profile.

If you know someone who should be hit by a bus, copy this to your profile.

If you believe that the pink bunnies of doom are out to get you, copy this to your profile.

If you are crazy/insane and proud of it, copy this to your profile

If you are aware that so many people nowadays pretend to be someone they're not, copy this to your profile.

The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here." The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen sir...when I was born I was BLACK, When I grew up I was BLACK, When I'm sick I'm BLACK, When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, When I'm cold I'm BLACK, When I die I'll be BLACK. But you sir, When you're born you're PINK, When you grow up you're WHITE, When you're sick, you're GREEN, When you go in the sun you turn RED, When you're cold you turn BLUE, And when you die you turn PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me colored?" The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away... Post this on your profile if you hate racism

Recent studies show that 92 percent of teenagers have moved on to rap. If you're part of the 8 percent that stayed with rock, put this in your profile.

90 of teens today would die if Myspace had a system failure and was completely destroyed. If you are one of the 10 that would be laughing, copy and paste this to your Profile.

If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say, right before you say it, copy this into your profile

Admitting you are weird means you are normal. Saying that you are normal is odd. If you admit that you are weird and like it, copy this onto your profile.

I like cheese. I have seen purple cows. If two gooses are geese, then why aren't two moose meese, or when two foots are feet, why aren't two footballs feetball? Milk tastes good. People call me crazy, but I'm just random! If you're random and proud of it, copy and paste this in your profile!

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If you like chocolate as much as I do, copy this in your profile

If you haven't died yet, copy and paste this onto your profile.

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IM A SMIDIOT (smart-idiot) AND PROUD OF IT! If you are a smidiot paste this on your profile.

If you think that Pokémon is cool, copy this into your profile.

If you know (a) video game character(s) or video game weapon(s) that need(s) to exist, copy and paste this into your profile.

No one's perfect. If you know and like that your not perfect, Copy this to your profile.

Rock 'n' roll's still alive! It will never be replaced by hip-hop and rap no matter how much those guys try to convince us they're better! If you agree with this, copy and paste this into your profile for the sake of rock 'n' rollers like me!

If you think that Guitar Hero and playing real guitar guitar are two different skills altogether, post this on your profile.

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(0.0) Copy the bunny onto your profile to help him achieve world domination. Come join the dark side. (We have cookies)

If you absolutly LOVE contestshipping copy and paste this to your profile.

If you HATE cookieshipping (MayxHarley) copy and paste this to your profile.

Reasons why girls are the best

1.We got off the Titanic first

2. We get to flirt with systems support men who always return our calls, and are nice to us when we blow up our computers.

3. Our boyfriend's clothes make us look elfin & gorgeous. Guys look like complete idiots in ours.

4. We can be groupies. Male groupies are stalkers.

5. We can cry and get off speeding fines.

6. We've never lusted after a cartoon character or the central female figure in a computer game.

7. Taxis stop for us.

8. Men die earlier, so we get to cash in on the life insurance.

9. We don't look like a frog in a blender when dancing.

10. Free drinks, Free dinners, Free movies ... (you get the point).

11. We can hug our friends without wondering if she thinks we're gay.

12. We can hug our friends without wondering if WE'RE gay.

13. New lipstick gives us a whole new lease on life.

14. It's possible to live our whole lives without ever taking a group shower.

15. We don't have to fart to amuse ourselves.

16. If we forget to shave, no one has to know.

17. We can congratulate our team-mate without ever touching her butt.

18. If we have a zit, we know how to conceal it.

19. We never have to reach down every so often to make sure our privates are still there.

20. If we're dumb, some people will find it cute.

21. We don't have to memorize Caddyshack or Fletch to fit in.

22. We have the ability to dress ourselves.

23. We can talk to people of the opposite sex without having to picture them naked.

24. If we marry someone 20 years younger, we're aware that we look like an idiot.

25. Our friends won't think we're weird if we ask whether there's spinach in our teeth.

26. There are times when chocolate really can solve all your problems.

27. We'll never regret piercing our ears.

28. We can fully assess a person just by looking at their shoes.

29. We know which glass was ours by the lipstick mark.

Girls, You Really Ought to Take This to Heart. Guys, get Advice From It

Please read the little poem underneath!

Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
He told his friends that it was cool
And when he pulled the trigger back
It shot with a great crack
Mummy I was a good girl
I did what I was told
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold
But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye
I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another
And all because he got the gun from his older brother
Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush
And tell my little sister that she is the only one now
And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best
Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest
Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class
And never to forget this and please don't let this pass
Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this
Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss
And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try
I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry
Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest
But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest
Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack
Mummy listen to me if you would
I wanted to go to college
I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with daddy
On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married
I wanted to have a kid
I wanted to be an actress
Mummy I wanted to live
But mummy I must go now
The time is getting late
Mummy tell my Chris
I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date
I love you mummy I always have
I know you know it's true
Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you"
In memory of the Columbian students that were lost
Please if you would
Pass this around
I'd be happy if you could
Don't smash this on the ground
If you pass this on
Maybe people will cry
Just keep this in heart
For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"
Now you have two choices
1) repost and show you care
2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart
(Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care)


If you absolutly LOVE contestshipping, pokeshipping, or ikarishipping, copy and paste this to your profile. (TOTALLY!!)

If you're a girl and get sick and tired of guys assuming that you're weak and can’t fight, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have music in your soul, post this in your profile.

If you've ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this onto your profile

SMILEYS RULE smile smile copy and paste this in your profile if you agree. icon_smile.gificon_smile.gificon_smile.gificon_smile.gificon_smile.gificon_smile.gif!


I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some 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.'

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

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 him where 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 doesn'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 with out 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 from when I started.

I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper 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 news paper 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 exposed 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 for ever. 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) Repost this message, or
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.

MONTH ONE:


Mommy,


I am only 4 inches long,


but I have all my organs.


I love the sound of your voice.


The sound of your heart beat


is my favorite lullaby.





MONTH TWO:


Mommy,


Today I learned how to suck my thumb.


If you could see me,


you could definitely tell that I am a baby.


I'm not big enough to survive outside my home, though.


It is so nice and warm in here.





MONTH THREE:


You know what, Mommy?


I'm a boy!!


I hope that makes you happy.


I always want you to be happy.


I don't like it when you cry.


You sound so sad.


It makes me sad, too,


and I cry with you even though


you can't hear me.





MONTH FOUR:


Mommy,


my hair is starting to grow.


It is very short and fine,


but I will have a lot of it.


I spend a lot of my time exercising.


I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes


and stretch my arms and legs.


I am becoming quite good at it, too.





MONTH FIVE:


You went to the doctor today.


Mommy, he lied to you.


He said that I'm not a baby.


I am a baby, Mommy... your baby.


I think and feel.


Mommy, what's abortion?





MONTH SIX:


I can hear that doctor again.


I don't like him.


He seems cold and heartless.


Something is intruding my home.


The doctor called it a needle.


Mommy what is it? It burns!


Please make him stop!


I can't get away from it!


Mommy! HELP me!





MONTH SEVEN


Mommy,


I am okay.


I am in God's arms.


He is holding me.


He told me about abortion.


Why didn't you want me, Mommy?











EVERY ABORTION IS JUST...





One more heart that was stopped.


Two more eyes that will never see.


Two more hands that will never touch.


Two more legs that will never run.


One more mouth that will never speak.


One more person who can never change the world....


If you're against abortion, put this in your profile.


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95% of teens would panic if Edward Cullen was on a 250 foot building about to jump. Copy this if you are one of the 5% who brought popcorn, a chair, and shouted "DO A FLIP!"

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