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9/2/06-
Hello everyone Admin here just letting you know we got our news box up and running. So if you want to know whats going on around Shadowbrook come here and you'll find it. Well we put a new logo up today everyone pm me about what you all think. I am expecting someone changes soon so everyone watch out because there are going to be suprises popping up. Land in danger ect ect.
3 Times A Cheater « Result #1 on Mar 20, 2009, 9:21pm »
Jack and Betty are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary, when Jack asks his wife, Betty, have you ever cheated on me?
Betty replies, Oh Jack, why would you ask such a question now? You dont want to ask that question.
Yes, Betty, I really want to know. Please.
Well, all right. Yes, three times
Three?!? Well, when were they? he asked.
Well, Jack, remember when you were 35 years-old and you really wanted to start a business on your own, and no bank would give you a loan? But, then one day the bank president himself came over to the house and signed the loan papers, no questions asked?
Oh, Betty, you did that for me? I guess I cant be too upset about that. Well, when was number 2?
Well, Jack, remember when you had that last heart attack and needed that very risky operation that no surgeon was willing to perform? And, remember how Dr. DeBakey came all the way up here, to perform the surgery himself?
Betty, you should do such a thing for me, to save my life. To do such a thing, you must truly love me darling. How can I be upset with that?
So, all right then, when was number 3?
Well, Jack, remember a few years ago, when you really wanted to be president of the golf club and you were 17 votes short?
Happy Gorrila « Result #2 on Mar 20, 2009, 9:21pm »
It's a beautiful, warm spring morning and a man and his wife are spending the day at the zoo. She's wearing a cute, loose-fitting, pink spring dress, sleeveless with straps. He's wearing his normal jeans and a T-shirt.
The zoo is not very busy this morning.As they walk through the ape exhibit, they pass in front of a very large hairy gorilla. Noticing the woman, the gorilla goes ape. He jumps up on the bars, and holding on with one hand (and 2 feet), he grunts and pounds his chest with his free hand. He is obviously excited at the pretty lady in the wavy dress.
The husband, noticing the excitement, thinks this is funny. He suggests that his wife teases the poor fellow some more. The husband suggests she pucker her lips, wiggle her bottom at him, and play along.
She does, and Mr. Gorilla gets even more excited, making noises that would wake the dead.
Then the husband suggests that she let one of her straps fall to show a little more skin.
She does, and Mr. Gorilla is about to tear the bars down.
"Now try lifting your dress up your thighs and sort of fan it at him." he says. This drives the gorilla absolutely crazy and now he's doing flips.
Then the husband nabs his wife by the hair, rips open the door to the cage, slings her into the cage with the gorilla and slams the cage door shut. "Now, tell HIM you have a headache . . . "
Trip To Europe « Result #3 on Mar 20, 2009, 9:21pm »
A beautiful young New York woman was so depressed that she decided to end her life by throwing herself into the ocean. But just before she could throw herself from the docks, a handsome young sailor stopped her.
"You have so much to live for," said the sailor. "Look, Im off to Europe tomorrow and I can stow you away on my ship. Ill take care of you, bring you food every day, and keep you happy."
With nothing to lose, combined with the fact that she had always wanted to go to Europe, the woman accepted. That night the sailor brought her aboard and hid her in a lifeboat. From then on, every night he would bring her three sandwiches and make love to her until dawn.
Three weeks later she was discovered by the captain during a routine inspection.
"What are you doing here?" asked the captain.
"I have an arrangement with one of the sailors," she replied. "He brings me food and I get a free trip to Europe. Plus hes screwing me."
"He certainly is," replied the captain. "This is the Staten Island Ferry".
My Lucky Day « Result #4 on Mar 20, 2009, 8:44pm »
tell me what you saw that was so bad tell me all the reasons why you made me so sad i wish that i was like you and i'm sorry that i'm not at least i still have hope i guess that's all i've got [chorus]: i know you must be happy thrilled that i'm not there yet i know that i will make it make it good for me out here and soon i will be smiling everything will be okay i'll not worry anymore that will be my lucky day i wish that you'd seen something special 'bout me too that you would think of something else not just the way i look to you i don't see what you see how different can i be and why does it really matter i'm just being me [chorus]: i know you must be happy thrilled that i'm not there yet i know that i will make it make it good for me out here and soon i will be smiling everything will be okay i'll not worry anymore that will be my lucky day i don't see what you see how different can i be and why does it really matter i'm just being me
A Christmas Fancy « Result #5 on Mar 20, 2009, 8:44pm »
Early on Christmas Day, Love, as awake I lay, And heard the Christmas bells ring sweet and clearly, My heart stole through the gloom Into your silent room, And whispered to your heart, `I love you dearly.' There, in the dark profound, Your heart was sleeping sound, And dreaming some fair dream of summer weather. At my heart's word it woke, And, ere the morning broke, They sang a Christmas carol both together. Glory to God on high! Stars of the morning sky, Sing as ye sang upon the first creation, When all the Sons of God Shouted for joy abroad, And earth was laid upon a sure foundation. Glory to God again! Peace and goodwill to men, And kindly feeling all the wide world over, Where friends with joy and mirth Meet round the Christmas hearth, Or dreams of home the solitary rover. Glory to God! True hearts, Lo, now the dark departs, And morning on the snow-clad hills grows grey. Oh, may love's dawning light Kindled from loveless night, Shine more and more unto the perfect day! by Robert Fuller Murray
Christmas Love! « Result #6 on Mar 20, 2009, 8:44pm »
Is Christmas dying? Holly that hang from the door is disappearing, Lights dont shine so bright. Christmas goodwill and spirit is hard to be found, Feeling Ive found my scrooge. Is it now that Ive grown I see a different picture, Not so tinted in green and gifts. Santa filling my stocking, Everything such a dream through a child eyes. Nativity plays being played at school, The birth of Christ instilled into our lives. Life is changing with so many different cultures and beliefs. Will the true meaning be lost? When we have people digging a hole with their wallets. Christmas is not about the biggest present, Or how much money youve spent. Christmas for me is about love, Giving it through goodwill, with a smile or just being there. People may lose faith in religion, Never lose faith in Christmas, Christmas is love!
I first heard this story a few years ago from a girl I had met in New York's Greenwich Village.wow power leveling, Probably the story is one of those mysterious bits of folklore that reappear every few years, to be told a new in one form or another. However, I still like to think that it really did happen, somewhere, sometime.
@@They were going to Fort Lauderdalethree boys and three girls and when they boarded the bus, they were carrying sandwiches and wine in paper bags, wow power leveling,dreaming of golden beaches as the gray cold of New York vanished behind them.
@@As the bus passed through New Jersey, they began to notice Vingo. He sat in front of them, dressed in a plain, ill-fitting suit, never moving, his dusty face masking his age. He kept chewing the inside of his lip a lot, frozen into some personal cocoon of silence.
@@Deep into the night, outside Washington, the bus pulled into Howard Johnson's, and everybody got off except Vingo. He sat rooted in his seat, and the young people began to wonder about him, trying to imagine his life: perhaps he was a sea captain, a runaway from his wife, an old soldier going home. When they went back to the bus,wow gold, one of the girls sat beside him and introduced herself.
@@gWe're going to Florida,h she said brightly.g I hear it's really beautiful.h
@@gIt is, h he said quietly, as if remembering something he had tried to forget.
@@gWant some wine?h she said. He smiled and took a swig. He thanked her and retreated again into his silence. After a while, she went back to the others, and Vingo nodded in sleep.
@@In the morning, they awoke outside another Howard Johnson's,and this time Vingo went in. The girl insisted that he join them. He seemed very shy, and ordered black coffee and smoked nervously as the young people chattered about sleeping on beaches.wow power leveling, When they returned to the bus, the girl sat with Vingo again, and after a while, slowly and painfully, he told his story. He had been in jail in New York for the past four years, and now he was going home.
@@gAre you married?h
@@gI don't know.h
@@gYou don't know?h she said.
@@gWell, when I was in jail I wrote to my wife,h he said. g I told her that I was going to be away a long time, and that if she couldn't stand it, if the kids kept asking questions, if it hurt too much, well, she could just forget me, I'd understand. Get a new guy, I saidshees a wonderful woman,really somethingand forget about me. I told her she didn't have to write me for nothing. And she didnet. Not for three and a half years.h
@@gAnd you're going home now, not knowing?h
@@gYeah,h he said shyly. g Well, last week, when I was sure the parole was coming through, I wrote her again. We used to live in Brunswick, just before Jacksonville, and there's a big oak tree just as you come into town. I told her that if she'd take me back, she should put a yellow handkerchief on the tree, and I'd get off and come home. If she didn't want me, forget itno handkerchief, and I'd go on through.h
@@gWow,h the girl exclaimed. gWow.h
@@She told the others,wow gold, and soon all of them were in it, caught up in the approach of Brunswick, looking at the pictures Vingo showed them of his wife and three children. The woman was handsome in a plain way, the children still unformed in the much-handled snapshots.
@@Now they were 20 miles from Brunswick, and the young people took over window seats on the right side, waiting for the approach of the great oak tree. The bus acquired a dark, hushed mood, full of the silence of absence and lost years. Vingo stopped looking, tightening his face into the ex-con's mask, as if fortifying himself against still another disappointment.
@@Then Brunswick was ten miles, and then five. wow gold,Then,suddenly, all of the young people were up out of their seats, screaming and shouting and crying, doing small dances of joy. All except Vingo.
@@Vingo sat there stunned, looking at the oak tree. It was covered with yellow handkerchiefs20 of them, 30 of them, maybe hundreds, a tree that stood like a banner of welcome billowing in the wind. As the young people shouted, the old con rose and made his way to the front of the bus to go home.
The Good Side of Fear « Result #8 on Mar 6, 2009, 10:35pm »
I had the chance to sit down at Jack Murphy Stadium in San Diego with Joe Montana before he went onto the field with the San Francisco 49ers against Denver in Super Bowl XXIV (1989).wow power leveling, We didn't know it then, but this would be Joe's last Super Bowl, his fourth championship, yet another high point in one of the most remarkable careers not just in pro football, but in all of sports. Joe seemed restless. wow power leveling,He had already won everything there is in this game - the respect of teammates and opponents, coaches and owners, and especially the fans - plus all the awards: multiple League Most Valuable Player (MVPs), Super Bowls, wow power leveling,and Super Bowl MVPs.
I said, "Joe, you can't possibly be scared."
What he said to me is, wow gold,I believe the key to his success and the reason I consider him the greatest quarterback of all time. He said, "If you're not afraid of losing, then losing means nothing."
Every time Joe Montana stepped on the field, he was scared. wow gold,That element of fear kept him sharp through his entire career. If we want to be at our best, we need that same element of fear burning inside of us. It sharpens the focus; keeps the edge.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't remember what Joe said, wow gold,realizing the truth of it. It has helped me. I know it will surely help you.
This story took place several years ago,wow power leveling, when our boys were about eight years old. It was the first game of the season, and the first game in which the boys began pitching. I went out to discuss ground rules with the umpire and realized that is was also the first year that the boys could steal bases. Unfortunately, we had not gone over this in practice. wow power leveling,So I hurried back to the dugout, gathered my players and proceeded to go over the rules.wow power leveling, As I got to the subject of stealing bases, I announced enthusiastically, "And this year we get to steal!" The news caused the boys to erupt into yelling and cheering. wow gold,Their response left me thinking positively that this might all work out okay after all. wow gold,Then the cheers died down, and as our team was about to take the field, one player loudly exclaimed,wow gold,"Steal what?!" I let out a groan as I realized that the question had come from my son!
@@One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. "Come and play with me!" the tree said. "I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?" "Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time. Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. "Sorry, my boy But I don't have anything for you anymore. world of warcraft gold,wow gold,Cheap WoW Gold,Cheap WoW Gold,nfl jerseys,ffxi gil,ffxi gil,ffxi gil,ffxi gil,final fantasy xi gil,final fantasy xi gil,final fantasy xi gil,final fantasy xi gil,world of warcraft gold,cheap world of warcraft gold,warcraft gold,No more apples for you..." the tree said."I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied. "No more trunk for you to climb on" "I am too old for that now" the boy said. "I really can't give you anything ... the only thing left is my dying roots" the tree said with tears. "I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years." The boy replied. "Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, Come sit down with me and rest." The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.......
@@One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. "Come and play with me!" the tree said. "I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?" "Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time. Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. "Sorry, my boy But I don't have anything for you anymore. world of warcraft gold,wow gold,Cheap WoW Gold,Cheap WoW Gold,nfl jerseys,ffxi gil,ffxi gil,ffxi gil,ffxi gil,final fantasy xi gil,final fantasy xi gil,final fantasy xi gil,final fantasy xi gil,world of warcraft gold,cheap world of warcraft gold,warcraft gold,No more apples for you..." the tree said."I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied. "No more trunk for you to climb on" "I am too old for that now" the boy said. "I really can't give you anything ... the only thing left is my dying roots" the tree said with tears. "I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years." The boy replied. "Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, Come sit down with me and rest." The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.......
Re: grazing « Result #15 on Feb 19, 2006, 2:17am »
Smilling he scratched her head happily, dropping a few pieces of carrot he let the loop in the lassoo go and slid it over her head. Patting her once more, he turned and walked off slowly. I'll be back little mare and we can have another little chat until you feel ok around me. Tipping his hat to her he squeezed the stallion he was riding. Off he went into the sunset.....
Re: +Searching+ « Result #17 on Feb 18, 2006, 7:04pm »
Turning her nose in the air she turned her head eyes filled with hatred for the brute. My name is Malaika meaning angel. Moving swiftly she broke into a loping canter that carried her qucikly down the slopes and to her home.
Re: +Searching+ « Result #18 on Feb 18, 2006, 5:17am »
Hielo watched her depart, "It's true, you ask india yourself. It's very much the truth. I might force myself on mares, but i never lie." He replied shortly, "And if your name's not Yin Yang, pray tell, what is it." He continued then as she was out of sight he turned away and cantered swiftly up the mountain side.
Re: +Searching+ « Result #19 on Feb 18, 2006, 2:21am »
Narrowing her eyes, she shook her head fiercly. Tis not true...my mother as talked of you how you force yourself onto mares...you disgust me. The small filly's head was spinning. Turning smoothly she walked slowly down the slope reufusing to look back at him. My names not Yin Yang....
Re: grazing « Result #20 on Feb 17, 2006, 10:32pm »
I looked at what he put out to me. I sniffed it then backed away. Then went back to sniffing it. I felt safe but sad. Hey, it's reality i'm being captured- thats what I thought.
Re: +Searching+ « Result #21 on Feb 17, 2006, 9:25pm »
Hielo snickered, "No I didn't think she told you the truth." Hielo said, though Yin Yang had bitten hard, she did not break the skin. He had developed tough skin from years of endless fighting. "I would not harm my own flesh and blood." Hielo said. He waited for it to sink in watching her reations to his announcement, "yes, that's right Yin Yang. I am your father. your mother and Fuego just forgot to tell you i suppose, or they hid the truth from you." He finished watching her carefully.
Re: +Searching+ « Result #22 on Feb 17, 2006, 3:07am »
Narrowing her eyes she lashed out tiny incors grabbing fols of skin and crunching down suprisigly hard. Stay away...my name not be Yin Yang.... Backing slowly she relised this was the beast her mother had spoke of. My father be Fuego god of fire....if you touch a singe hair on my body he will have you slaughtered
Re: +Searching+ « Result #24 on Feb 17, 2006, 2:32am »
Hielo smiled crookedly and chuckled lightly, "Yin Yang is your name." He replied almost unhelpfully. "I take it your mother didn't tell you the truth... like I requested." he continued. "Who is your Sir Yin Yang?" He asked. He was pretty sure that India had lied to her filly, or just not gotten around to tell her the truth of her real birth. After all, if the flicka knew the truth it would only want her to come here more. He leaped down from his ledge and circled her. She was a fine specimen, but unlike India he felt no lust for her. He stopped just in front of her and waited her reply.
Re: +Searching+ « Result #25 on Feb 17, 2006, 2:00am »
Whipping around the filly who was bulky like her father, yet still finely sculpet with neat edges like her mother. Silken tail quivered in the wind and her eyes held proud determination. She looked him in the eye undettered by his words. What did you call me? She questioned him coldy, treating all unknown creatures as enemys. Hazel eyes ran quickly over the new comer. Finding him vaugely familiar, a secne flashed across her eyes but she quickly dismissed it...Fuego was her sire. That was the way it had always been...but there had been stories of a great brute who hid away in teh mountains. Her mothers words echoed through her mind. Take heed of the brute of coal Snorting in annoyance over her mothers over protection she pretended to igore the brutes prescence and began grazing her delicate nares wrinkling as her incors clipped the turf carefully.
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