🐶 Viking Shiba- Launched few hours ago - Low Fees - 1000x Gem - Trending On Twitter, 7% Doge Rewards 🔥

2022.01.20 02:24 LuntzShauend 🐶 Viking Shiba- Launched few hours ago - Low Fees - 1000x Gem - Trending On Twitter, 7% Doge Rewards 🔥

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2022.01.20 02:24 Bravo-Vince Have I reached the height of basedness?

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2022.01.20 02:24 mg0321 Village Housing

Which village dorm would be the best for a six person group?
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2022.01.20 02:24 Latter_Ad8758 My prediction about Asakawa

My prediction about Asakawa Remember this girl? Yes her, the 100th girl who rejected Chadtarou in their junior high graduation. I'm gonna make a prediction that she will be the 100th girlfriend or atleast anywhere in the middle (assuming that they haven't made an eye contact, which is very unlikely)
Asakawa (Chapter 1)
That's just my assumption though. It is also said that Chadtarou will encounter 100 of his soulmates at high school, which is not the case with Asakawa and Rentarou, since they've only encounter themselves when they are still in junior high school. If both of them are to encounter yet again but in high school, it might be a different story and who knows, maybe my prediction that she will become his girlfriend will come true (but if both of these are already considered as an overall high school in Japan, just invalidate this point lol). Plus, a single rejection doesn't mean it is all over for the two of them right?
What do you guys think?
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2022.01.20 02:24 LostMyPPMs Fiat Currencies Have Underlying Value Because Men With Guns Say They Do

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2022.01.20 02:24 bubdubs Small usdt order pending for hours.

Only received a generic response. Any techs here able to help? #5731946
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2022.01.20 02:24 Thtguy1289_NY In Jacob Riis' How The Other Half Lives, he mentions stale beer dive. How did those operate, and how were they getting their hands on all that stale beer?

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2022.01.20 02:24 InquisitaB Underrated recurring theme in the show: Eleanor and Jason’s high fives on the low brow jokes.

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2022.01.20 02:24 steakoutwhoa F22 I deal with some shit but I still think I'd be a good girlfriend x. interested in women only

hey there, I've recently come to terms with my sexuality back in June of last year and nowadays I feel completely comfortable with everything. (I'm bi) I love post hardcore music, baking, weed, and writing poetry sometimes. however I usually can only write poetry when I am having a difficult time emotionally so. I love to read when I can and I work in a deli. My aspirations in life would be to one day be a social worker preferably working with the geriatric population perhaps or with those with disabilities. I have bipolar disorder (type 2) and it makes things a bit difficult on how your growth as a person proceeds. I'm a very affectionate and sentimental person I feel. when I get home from work I usually sit outside and vape a bit although nowadays it's too cold to sit outside and my tolerance is going up annoyingly high the point to where it does almost nothing but I still partake. I love taking nighttime drives going nowhere (as the passenger) and listening to music and talking to whomever I'm with. I find those to be the most intimate experiences I've had with people. I don't really have any experience with girls but I'm definitely interested. I have one tattoo and plan on getting a few more in the near future. I have my struggles and I'm looking into going to therapy again soon and I won't lie I can be a bit much at times but not always. I'm willing to be emotionally invested and maintain a commitment to somebody even though I know things would have to be taken one step at a time. I think it's given the opportunity I'd happily marry a woman. I find women to be completely beautiful inside and out and I find it freeing to be able to express myself in that way even if it is anonymously on the internet. okay I just realized I'm rambling so I'll end it here. feel free to peruse my profile if you'd like. don't get scared. prob not the best thing to say but honesty is important.
here's a song just to break the ice some:
https://youtu.be/QAdmBTvDTCw
feel free to pm me x
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2022.01.20 02:24 Rclarke115 Logan out here taking trends to new levels like never before.

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2022.01.20 02:24 dxgreenxd VC ed. 3.6

"OK Shawn, you’re the last one. You know the finale has to be spectacular. Get up.”
I am dazed, still groggy from the suffocation. I just stare, wide-eyed, at the ceiling. Through it. I can’t really focus on anything. My aching, bruised, bleeding body is completely limp now and I couldn’t try to escape, yet the hands are still on my naked skin. Still surreptitiously pressing against my breasts and my pussy. It barely registers.
Uncle Shawn’s gag and restraints are removed and he stands up, unfolding his huge frame. He’s something like 6’7”and muscled, and could pass for my dad's brother - he has similar red hair and colouring. It's why they bonded that first day, all those years ago. After stretching out his limbs, getting the feeling back, he suddenly lunges at David, slamming him against the kitchen wall and pulling his arm back for a punch. A quiet click from Lonnie’s direction makes him freeze. I turn my head, and Lonnie is pointing a gun at me. Uncle Shawn freezes, glaring, panting, and then the coiled fury seeps out of him, and he lets David go. David punches him in the stomach, making him double over in pain, and Lonnie says, “Did you really think we didn’t know you were gonna try something? Idiot.”
Shawn, still catching his breath, says “Come on Lonnie. Look at her. She’s not even here anymore. Surely nearly killing her by making her choke on a cock is extreme enough? You know it was a minute before she started breathing again.” Distantly, I think that explains why everything feels so hazy. So unreal. “Just let that be it. Finish the video with her passing out.”
Lonnie laughs, and David chuckles. “One big part missing, Shawn. Two holes used. One to go.” Daddy and my other uncles freak out, struggling against their ties, and I don’t really understand what’s happening. Nothing else could be worse than what they’ve done. I just need to get through the next moment. Then the next moment.
“You sick fuck, you can’t make me do that. She’s never done anything with any boys. Do you have any idea how big my cock is? I’ll kill her!”
“I did say you needed to be spectacular, Shawn. You know how much money you owe me. You’ll do it, or I’ll make sure that’s her specialty down at the Wharf.” Uncle Shawn goes quiet and it’s like the fight has drained out of him. Tears start running down his face. I want him to hug me.
Of all of them, Uncle Shawn is the one I’m closest to after daddy. He’s been a permanent fixture in my life since before I was born, and some of my first memories are falling asleep on him as he read me bedtime stories and tucked me in. We’ve spent every summer at his cabin outside the city and he taught me kayaking, fishing and running. But more than that, he’s just always looked after me. I’m not surprised he tried to punch David for hurting me. He’s always been there when I needed advice or ideas. He warned me about boys in my class and things they were doing to try to get close enough to hurt me.
This is going to break whatever shattered remnants of my heart still exist. Uncle Shawn is safety to me. Nothing will ever be safe again, as long as I live. With that, something in me snaps. I’m not here anymore. I can’t feel anything. I can’t think anything. I’m just gone. I don’t know if I’ll ever come back.
Shawn * * *
I watch the light in her eyes flicker out as tears roll down my face. My beautiful, sweet girl. She’s still breathing, following basic instructions, but she’s not in there. I take her small hand and stroke it, looking over her tiny, pale body. Her freckles stand out, but not as much as the bruises beginning to blossom on her tits and hips, and on her arms and thighs from where we’ve had to hold her down. I look at her red pussy, and the pinkish cum oozing out of her still, pooling on the table. I look at the glazed, thousand-yard stare in her eyes. She must be in agony.
As I hold her hand, lifting it to my mouth to kiss it gently, I’ve never been harder in my life. This is better than I ever dared dream it could be when I first went to Lonnie with my plan.
Paul’s been my best friend since we were in college. He never deserved his wife – she was hot, smart, funny. He was just really good at making her smile. He didn’t provide for her. He didn’t make good decisions. But she loved him, for some reason. They’d come to my cabin at the lake and I’d have to watch her with him. We’d get drunk and stoned and go swimming at night and they’d go back to their room and I’d hear them fucking through the thin walls, my cock aching in my hand.
One night they got too drunk, though. Both passed out on the sofa. I’d been taking it easy because I wanted to be up early to kayak the lake at sunrise. But there she was, slumped across from me, her legs open. She was wearing a little sundress and, from where I was sitting, I could see her panties. And I could see the damp spot where she was still leaking cum from her husband from that afternoon.
I’d sat on the coffee table in front of her, listening to her steady breathing, reached out one hand to lightly touch her bare thigh. I glanced at Paul – I had been at college with him so I knew an earthquake wouldn’t wake him, but I didn’t know how deep she was. She didn’t react at all to my touch, so I put my other hand on her other leg, moving very slowly. I flattened my palms on her just above her knees, squeezing slightly. Still nothing. I could still pass this off as checking she was OK if she stirred, but even as I inched my hands higher, she didn’t show any signs of consciousness.
My fingertips reached her underwear, and I felt an overwhelming rush of power. I’d been hard since I saw her from across the room, but now I was aching, throbbing. I ran a finger over her panties to the damp spot. The thin cotton let me feel the heat, feel the contours of her pussy, and I groaned. I froze, sure she’d have heard, but no. Nothing.
I figured I’d better test it before going any further. I grasped her upper arms and shook lightly, telling her to wake up. Nothing. I shook harder, watching her tits jiggle as I did. Her head slid to the side, but that was all. I grinned in the dim light. I squeezed her tits through her thin dress… god, they were magnificent. I didn’t dare take them out. I needed to be able to move off her quickly. But I pulled down my sweatpants and took out my hard cock. It’s big – 9” and thick. When I took her fingers and wrapped them round my shaft, her hand looked so small. I used her hand to stroke myself while I looked at her unconscious body. I really wanted that to be enough, but my eyes kept drifting back to that patch of heat between her legs.
As I stroked slowly, her arm limp, I reached over and put my fingertips back on her panties. I rubbed for a moment, before taking a deep breath and pulling them to the side, sliding my fingers between the hot wetness of her cunt. I almost came then, but held myself still until the moment passed. I rubbed my fingers along her slit, feeling how wet she still was after her afternoon fuck. I could feel Paul’s cum making her sticky and I moaned softly as I pushed a finger inside her.
Holy fuck, she was tight. She gripped my finger just as I gripped my cock with her hand and, in that moment, I knew there was no turning back. I needed to feel her. I had to do it before the alcohol and drugs wore off.
I let go of her hand, and it flopped back down to her side. I knelt on the floor between her legs, pulling her to the edge. She didn’t respond at all as she slumped lower into the sofa. With an apologetic glance at Paul’s passed out form, just inches away, I pulled her panties to the side again, positioned my cock, and pushed.
I held my breath, expecting my size to at least make her uncomfortable enough to stir, but she was just gone. Still, I was slow, careful, as I pushed into her, just in case. I often find women can’t take my full length, but she did – her tight, silken cunt stretching around me until I was hilt-deep. I held myself there, panting, enjoying the perfect sensation. She was incredible. Beautiful. And I had total power over her.
I started thrusting, still careful, but it was such an overwhelming feeling that I lost myself. I started pounding into her, one hand bracing her hips, one squeezing her tits. I’d never felt like that before. She was the most perfect thing I’d ever fucked and she had no idea I was doing it. She was completely helpless. I could do anything to her.
I rammed my cock into her limp, unconscious body again and again, but it wasn’t long before I felt my orgasm building. I knew I should pull out. I knew I should. But I needed to fill her like I needed to breathe. I couldn’t have pulled out if the house was on fire. A few hard, deep thrusts and I felt it take over, my cock emptying into her as she lay still, eyes closed, still not responding at all.
I knelt there for a while, my cock twitching inside her as I stared at her. I’d cum so hard I was lightheaded. As I softened I pulled out of her, my cum dripping from her pussy. I replaced her panties and wiped up the drops which had escaped, then pulled her dress back down over her thighs and pushed her legs together.
I went to wash up, then put blankets over them and went to bed.
Nine months later, this little beauty was born. I have no cause to believe she’s mine, except that I feel it, deep in my bones. She’s mine. She always has been. I never said anything, but made sure I was part of her life.
My love for her started innocent. It really did. I loved my baby girl. But as she got older, she’d snuggle into me while I read her stories, lying next to me in her bed. She’d fall asleep with her head on my lap. She’d fidget, sitting on me. I couldn’t help it. It was just friction. She was so perfect.
I tried to stop the thoughts. I stopped reading her stories. Stopped hanging around as much. But when her mother died, they’d come to stay with me a lot. I never did anything. Sometimes I sat by her bed in the middle of the night and stroked my cock, but I never touched her. But it kept building. She was growing into a young woman. I was obsessed.
That’s when I went to Lonnie. He found me whores who looked like her. Who called me daddy and let me cum in them. Who did everything from fighting and crying to seduction and enthusiasm. They were great. For a while.
Paul, in his grief, made a lot of bad financial decisions. After a few years, it caught up with him and he was going to lose the home he’d shared with his wife if he didn’t figure something out. I introduced him to Lonnie. Carlos just kept helping out family and friends and never seeing that money again. Jerry was a gambler. I introduced them all, and then this idea began to form.
I couldn’t take her without Paul killing me. He was so overprotective, so convinced everyone was going to fuck his little girl. I realised early on that, whether he knew it or not, it was projection. But it kept her pure and untouched and, oh god, I needed to touch. So I went to Lonnie. I have never been in debt to him. He works for me sometimes. He gets me what I need.
He laughed when I laid out my plan. He’d been part of enough enforcements to know where the traps were. Over a lot of late night, beer-fuelled poker games and long heart-to-hearts, I found out their tendencies. I knew Carlos would be too soft but I also knew he had a never-fulfilled fantasy of throatfucking. His wife refused to even discuss it. I knew Jerry needed to be dominated. And I found out about the girls Paul had been fucking since his wife died, who stopped looking so much like her, and started looking like his little girl.
By this time, I’d fucked enough of Lonnie’s whores to know that what I liked was when they were helpless and broken. I wanted to go last. It had to be Paul’s fault, or he’d kill me for what I needed to do to her. But I wanted her to be helpless. I wanted her to be limp, just like her mother was, but I still wanted her conscious. I wanted her to be so far gone she couldn’t move but could still feel what I was going to do to her. I didn’t expect Carlos to perform quite that well, but oh, he’s made it so much better.
I’d worked out with Lonnie the things he had to tell me to do, the show of reluctance. And I worked out with him some fun ideas for during her six month term. He had to run everything by me with that, but he knows my tastes. I have to stay the one person she can trust in this room. I’ll be hurting her too, but I hope she sees I ‘don’t want to’. I’ll help her recover.
I move to the end of the kitchen table, crying. I tell them they can’t make me do this. I ask her what she wants me to do, but she doesn’t say anything. Just looks at me. Hollow.
She is barely reacting, but she’s still in there. Her little body is curvier now than when I first wanted her but she’s still my perfect girl. My little girl. Mine. At long last. Mine.
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2022.01.20 02:24 muzzamuse NYT opinion- its the greed!

We’re entering our third year of Covid, and America’s nurses — who we celebrated as heroes during the early days of lockdown — are now leaving the bedside. The pandemic arrived with many people having great hope for reform on many fronts, including the nursing industry, but much of that optimism seems to have faded.
In the Opinion Video above, nurses set the record straight about the root cause of the nursing crisis: chronic understaffing by profit-driven hospitals that predates the pandemic. “I could no longer work in critical care under the conditions I was being forced to work under with poor staffing,” explains one nurse, “and that’s when I left.” They also tear down the common misconception that there’s a shortage of nurses. In fact, there are more qualified nurses today in America than ever before.
To keep patients safe and protect our health care workers, lawmakers could regulate nurse-patient ratios, which California put in place in 2004, with positive results. Similar legislation was proposed and defeated in Massachusetts several years ago (with help from a $25 million “no” campaign funded by the hospital lobby), but it is currently on the table in Illinois and Pennsylvania. These laws could save patient lives and create a more just work environment for a vulnerable generation of nurses, the ones we pledged to honor and protect at the start of the pandemic.
https://www.nytimes.com/2022/01/19/opinion/nurses-staffing-hospitals-covid-19.html?referringSource=articleShare
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2022.01.20 02:24 jedigeneticist Traxxas Raptor broken out of the box from traxxas.com, and the bronco body scratched out of the box, will their service replace? Send out new parts?

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2022.01.20 02:24 darthbadercos A question for my non salary PTs

I work in HH and am paid by the visit. Which pays out at different rates depending on the type of visit.
Normally with a salary type raise I feel like it's simple. You ask for x amount more hourly or yearly.
What/ how would you recommend I go about asking for a raise? By percentage? Dollar about per visit?
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2022.01.20 02:24 ADdreaming The UK and now the Czech Republic, hopefully the domino effect will kick in soon

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2022.01.20 02:24 LuntzShauend 🐶 Viking Shiba- Launched few hours ago - Low Fees - 1000x Gem - Trending On Twitter, 7% Doge Rewards 🔥

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2022.01.20 02:24 90daylurker Paint job gone wrong?

I paid $625 to get my hallway painted today. I asked them to spakle and sand, then Paint. The wall is very streaky and there is an uneven coating. Is this just inevitable bc I am using semi gloss paint? I can’t tell.
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2022.01.20 02:24 BeyBladeCollector She’s not a true girlfriend if she doesn’t buy you Beyblades 😙

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2022.01.20 02:24 spazzy_jazzy_ Cervical check triggered old trauma….

TW: mention of SA
So with my daughter I never had cervical checks other than in labor once the epidural had kicked in. I never felt them.
I’m currently 37 weeks pregnant with my second baby and today I went in for an exam and i saw a different doctor because mine is out due to the current virus going around.
Anyway this new doc did a cervical check. She asked if I had ever had one I said no. She said that was odd and that she would do one. I didn’t even know what it entailed. I have been very open with my regular OB about my sexual assault trauma and I don’t know if she just never did a cervical check because she knew it would trigger me or what.
The problem is since the cervical exam I’ve been in pain. A lot of pain. I think I’m having a ptsd response. I’m in more pain that what is normal for a routine check. At least what is normal according to the internet. The doctor told me it could be uncomfortable and some spotting could happen but not that I would be in a lot of pain. I’ve been nauseous since the check and the pain has been there since. I am not sure what to do to make the pain stop. Just because how I feel is exactly how I’ve felt when I’ve been triggered before and how sore and hurt I felt after the attack itself.
I don’t know how to calm down and I’m feeling so overwhelmed.
Have any moms here with past SA trauma had experience with this??
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2022.01.20 02:24 Corbeau1412 Bachelor of Aviation(Flying) costs questions

Im about to start T1 and was just wondering about the costs of the second yr flight training.
For current and future bachelor of Aviation(Flying) students, how did you/how will you pay for the second year flight training costs? Since apparently it doesn't go through HECS.
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2022.01.20 02:24 pathtolosteden Georgists insisting that their ideology isn't socialism be like:

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2022.01.20 02:24 Clanker41 im a lil bit tired of my hairstyle because I can't style it in any other way than this or it looks bad, what should I do? let it grow? help me pls

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2022.01.20 02:24 Affectionate_Milk199 ok freddy

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2022.01.20 02:24 KaelAltreul It is legitimately insane how long people take.

Man, turn 1 shouldn't be 10+ minutes. I've had games go 20+ For turn 1 between people being slow and 20-30 cards being used.
I've fell asleep sometimes it take so long. I've reached the point if it passes 10 minutes I just surrender. I don't even care to watch or pay attention that first turn. I've even had games I walked away from it and got something to eat/drink and when I came back there were STILL going.
It's just SO boring. It gets annoying when I get do 10+ cards and my timer I keep close by shows I took less than 1 minute with my average being 35 seconds.
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