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There is this girl in my class, her father is someone really high up in the Irish mafia, he’s killed a lot of people, once, when she invited me round, he came home early and shot at me with a large shot gun, i hid behind a wall, and crawled down into the basement ingured, he followed me and i tried hiding somewhere but he found me, the was just about to shoot when the girl i like hit him with a persian rug and we escaped, some of his evil henchment followed us in cars down a long high way, fortunatly i threw a shoe at the gas tank in one of the cars and it exploded, then the police started chasing us, we pulled up under a bridge, and her father showed up in an amoured van, with loads of money and a gun, he shot me, i managed to knock out one of his men and take their gun, we were in a shoot out for a while, then i got him in the leg and we ran off… she said she wanted to see me again, do you think she likes?

"To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug."
she didn’t want to read anything, did she? (pin needles)

sooo… i just caught my husband cheating on me with the maid down tthe street so i ran out of them room and grabbed my samuri sword and ran back and chopped that b*tch in half. but i accidentally went all the way through her and chopped off my husbands penis too. so this b*tch was bleeding all over my carpet and i was getting pissed cause she was screaming so i chopped her head off. and that killed her. but then my husband wouldnt stop screaming cause his penis was just lying there… and he was really annoying me so i chopped his head off too, so then i stuffed their bodies in my hefty garbage bags and they’re sitting in my freezer in the garage, but now theres blood all over my fuc*ing persian rug and i’m really agitated.

I’ve just bought a brand new persian beige carpet from Persia, and it’s really Persian. It’s a nice light beige colour, and something terrible has happened.

Today I was walking to take my cancerous daughter a cup of cocoa, and sudden I exploded with faeces all over the new beige persian rug. It’s everywhere, literally. It’s as if someone has sprayed a tan/mahogony colouring all over the carpet, with the odd textured area.

Any ideas how to remove this? My dieing grandmother is coming over shortly and don’t want her to see this absolute monstrosity.

i mean i was watching a video about the band tool and i saw a persian rug and never though anything about it. then i seen it n another band’s recordings… then now i see it in queens of the stone age and every member of the band has a rug underneath them.

why are rugs so common amongst pro musicians?

This problem has been eating at me all day. I know I’ve probably done one like it the past, but I can quite place what I need to do. The problem is:

A Persian rug has a perimeter of 28 ft, and an area of 48 ft^2. What is the length and width?

The farthest I could go was to say that 2x + 2y = 28 (Perimeter) and that x * y = 48 (Area) Is this the proper model? I wasn’t sure if this could be solved as a system of equations. Please help.
Thanks so much! I knew I was close, I could smell it lol.

wealth above human kindness?

I read these posts and they consistently argue that if someone loses their home and savings due to a loop hole some insurance lawyer found that let’s Blue Cross deny a claim, then tough shite.

They seem to place corporate and personal gain above any act of compassion if it involves them paying any tax to cover it.
They will now scream how much more they do for the poor than do liberals but they do it because they want to, not because they have to but they lie like a Persian rug on Cheney’s Living room.

Can these people really be this greedy, nasty and mean or are they really good people who may be processed by some force?

I’m doing a poem analysis and I need a hook, or something strong in my first sentence. It’s on "Disappointment" by Jean Hillabold. Also, please rate and give any constructive critism:):)
here’s the poem:
I waited for you
Until the avocados on my table
Turned to dust;
Until my curtains faded
From the heat of my stare;
And m,y feet wore down the carpet
And thte wood under it;
Until my plants all died
And the cat ran away
To find a normal life;
Until my alarm clock exploded
And my fingernails became long knives;
Until the snow piled up to my third-floor windows.

I want you to know
That I moved to a better location
Where time trots faster.
I have a new Persian rug
And some healthy philodrendrons
That complement my color scheme.
The members of my Tues-night group
Are so witty
That I’m collecting their bon mots
With some of my sketches and photographs
For a book to be published in time for Christmas.
Do look for it.
My phone number is unlisted.
I don’t give out my address
To just anyone,
And I’m rarely home.

If you tried to contact me, I wouldn’t know it
If you pounded on my door,
Sobbing my name,
The neighbors wouldn’t recognize youAnd would call the police

You could have sent a letter to my old address,
Saying "sorry, " and "please," and "let me know,"
But i never reached me.

If I still cry sometimes;
If I still wear the necklace you gave me
In the hope of absorbing your strength,
The better to fight you
And to break hearts,
You never ask.
Your silence coats my walls
Like ice on rock.

Here’s my analysis:
first sentence. [first sentence. ]“Disappointment” by Jean Hillabold perfectly describes the emotions when overcoming a relationship. The speaker begins by stating he/she waited, waited until “avocados…turn[ed] to dust…plants all died And snow piled up the [their] third floor window.” The various hyperboles stress how long and desperate the speaker wanted his/her (ex-) love to return. After waiting, time goes on and the speaker states that he/she moved on with “I want you to know That I moved to a better location.” The speaker is just passing time in his/her life after the relationship where there is no spark anymore, the speaker gets excited over “a new Persian rug…[and his/her ‘witty’] Tuesday-night group.” Then the speaker goes further, first talking about a soon to be published book and later on reveals the speaker wants his/her (ex-) lover to look for them by stating “Do look for it.” The speaker tells his/her (ex-) lover to look for him/her but the next lines are “My phone numbers is unlisted. …And I’m rarely home.” They are excuses in case the speaker doesn’t hear from his/her (ex-) lover. The speaker also wants to see his/her (ex-) lover breaking into tears, “pound[ing] on [the speaker’s] door, Sobbing [his/her] name”, torn apart without his/her lover (the speaker) instead of him/herself. Near the end, the truth about how the speaker feels peak through, the ifs of “If I still cry sometimes If I still wear the necklace you gave me…” are just the speaker’s way of saying what he/she does because he/she still hurts and cries for his/her (ex-) lover. Finally, the last line the speaker states how cold and heartless his/her ex-lover was with a metaphor, “Your silence coats my walls Like ice on rock.” Jean Hillabold’s “Disappointment” goes through the phases and feelings of overcoming a past relationship.

Sorry about all the words :/

I live in a spectacular home in an outstanding neighborhood. My property has a very beautiful, well appointed guest house in the back which over looks my stunning pool. A few months back I decided I would give back to the community and rent out my guesthouse. I let a local real estate agency handle to procedure thinking that they would sift through any dirty people, or low incomes undesirables.

The agency rented the place while I was on vacation in Miami and when I returned I was mortified at the people moving in my beautiful guest house. The wife was wearing a cheap blouse and fake pearls. The husband…honest to God I don’t even know his nationality, but he has a swarthy look and I’m afraid may be an Arab. I was shocked and appalled. I contacted the agency, but the lease had already been signed.

In order to protect myself, my Nation, and my beautiful guest home, I waited until this God awful couple went to work and I entered my guesthouse and installed two wireless cameras. One in the living room and one in the bedroom. Nothing in the bathroom or anything like that. Anyway, what I am seeing is appalling and quite frankly I am alarmed.

The husband watches dirty movies after the wife goes to sleep. The wife, cuts her toenails and discards the vile clippings all over my ,000 Persian rug. They do NOT vacuum underneath any of the furniture, instead going AROUND everything, and don’t even get me started on their bedroom antics. I cannot get a view into the kitchen, but I have a feeling something is going on in there because last night…I saw a water bug of some sort crawl right up the wall. I am horrified. How can I get these dirty people out of my guesthouse? I would like to call a moving company and simply have them come in and remove their cheap belongings out into the garage and simply lock them out. in no mood for a confrontation, but these people simply have to go. Any advice how to legally throw them out?

can u give me some ideas about how to decorate my bedrrom in and bollywood/tree of life/new age/egyptian/middle eastern style?

i have already have a ‘sari’ bedspread and matching curtains, a reddish persian rug, pinkish walls, sequined lamps.

any ideas? i need it to be relaxing- for my year twlve studies.
i want it to look like ive just walked into ‘tree of life’ or another new age store.

ten points best answer!

can u give me some ideas about how to decorate my bedrrom in and bollywood/tree of life/new age/egyptian/middle easter style?

i have already have a ‘sari’ bedspread and matching curtains, a reddish persian rug, pinkish walls, sequined lamps.

any ideas? i need it to be relaxing- for my year twlve studies.
i want it to look like ive just walked into ‘tree of life’ or another new age store.

ten points best answer!
i also have lots of candles, sari fabric cushions and incense sticks/burners

I have just awoken to the somewhat disturbing sight of a bald headed Oaf, obstructing my window from closing, with his neck holding it ajar, attempting to address me as Mr.Puckitt.
Now call me naive, am I wrong to assume this grissel-headed specimen is trying to rob me, he has left his broken ladder on my lawn and had the the audacity to dump his rather bedraggled looking van on my drive, shampooed one of my dogs below, whilst leaving a bucket on his head. Or is it some sort of japery gone wrong. As he is starting to concern me with his dribbling on my new Persian rug, while at the same time turning a shade of blue, that Chelsea football team could sue for copyright. Am I simply to ignore this buffoon, or make him pay for the damage he’s caused ?
This really is the dizzy heights.

this was a funny forward sent by my good friend Noorah -lol lov ya girl

Your father is a doctor or engineer.

You have a Persian rug in every room.

You have an endless supply of pistachios, dates, and pumpkin seeds.

You actually like yogurt drinks.

You either tip 2% or 50% but never 15%.

Your parents say you’re becoming Americanized anytime you get into trouble.

You hug and kiss relatives you have never seen before in your life.

You curse at your teachers or strangers in Arabic.

You wonder whether a cute girl is Arabic and go up to ask her just to start a conversation

You have to constantly remind your American friends to take off their shoes when they enter your house

You flip out when someone mistakes you for a Mexican or Indian.

You can spot an Arab a mile away and they have spotted at you because they keep staring.

You have Thanksgiving dinner with rice and "bamiyah" (STEW)

After a family meal, the women fight to the death over who should wash the dishes while the men sit on their behinds and discuss politics, waiting for their tea.

You walk down a street with Arab stores and you are trying to eavesdrop on others’ Arabic conversations.

Your parents want you to become a doctor or engineer.

You use your forehead and eyebrows to point something out.

Your mother yells at the top of her lungs to call you to dinner even if you’re in the next room.

You have at least thirty cousins.

You have a 4 cousins, an uncle, a brother-in-law and 7 friends named Mohammed.

You have told your kid not to walk the floor barefoot or they’ll catch a cold.

You arrive one or two hours late to a party and think it’s normal. …all arbs are late- all the time!

You are standing next to the largest suitcases at the Airport.

You talk for an hour at the front door when leaving someone’s house.

You say bye 17 times on the phone.
When your parents meet strangers and talk for a few minutes, you discover they know one of your uncles back home.

Your parents don’t realize phone connections to foreign countries have improved in the last two decades, and still scream at the top of their lungs when making long distance calls.

Your friends tell you to be quiet when you are on the phone with your family because now you are screaming at the top of your lungs.

Your mother has a minor disagreement with her (or your dad’s) sister and doesn’t talk to her for ten years.

You hide everything from your parents.

Your mother does everything for you if you are male.

You do all the housework and cooking if you are female.

Your relatives alone could populate a small city.

Everyone is a family friend

If you are male, you only date Westerners and even secretly get engaged to one to scare your family, until you finally end up marrying an Arabic girl.

If you are female, every guy you know dates Western girls who walk all over him, then when he’s finally ready to get married, he comes to ask for you.

You avoid public places when with a member of the opposite sex, especially if there is an acquaintance within a 250 miles radius

You went to a university as far away from home as possible.

You still came back home to live with your parents after you graduate.

You teach Westerners swearwords in your Arabic.

You always say "open the light" instead of "turn the light on"

You’re walking out of customs with your trolley at the airport and you see at least twenty-five members of your family who have come to pick you up.

You go back to your parents’ country and people treat you like a member of…the royal family.

Your parents drink 6 cups of tea a day

You’ve had a shoe thrown at you by your mother

Do you believe anything yahoo says about the fate of 360 or the new profile that’s supposed to replace it? Have you seen the supposed new platform? what a joke!!(mash jr.) If that’s what is supposed to replace 360 it’s kinda like covering up a Persian rug with a old oil stained tarp! I guess my question really is,does everything yahoo suck! and do you want 360 back like it used to be,when it worked and not some new stupid site?
For papa bear or anyone else who hasn’t seen the new platform just go to your 360 page,at the top click on 360 news and they have a blog about it and a link that will take you to it…but i warn you,if you didn’t like mash,it’s about the same,only worse