Archive for February, 2012
Do you believe in relationships built on friendship, or start dating people right away?
What makes sense to you?Meeting someone, you’re somewhat attracted to them, and you start dating in a relatively short time. Or. You really get to know the person, become good friends over time (like at least 1-3+ months), then starting a relationship. If you feel strongly one way over the other, explain why. I believe in the friendship first, but I know many people who don’t believe that way. I’m curious to see how others think and why they think that way. Thanks
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TYT – Extended Clip September 7, 2011
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G-spot sex question for women?
How many of you all have actually had an orgasm with a man? I’m 31 years old, and have been having sex since I was 20 with the same man. I have never had an orgasm with him. I’m almost thinking that this g spot thing is a complete myth thought up by women who just want to seem equal to men or something (believe me I’ve tried to find it by myself many a time). I can have orgasms by myself just fine (clitoral), but I just can’t during sex. I’m really embarrassed about this though since he doesn’t know, and I’ve been faking it four times a week for as long as we’ve been together. Is there something wrong with me? I’m beginning to think that some day they’ll do a study and find that most women fake it–although if there is some secret out there, I’d love to know it.
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Will Smith – Getting jiggy wit it
Awesome song Lyrics Woooo! Uh uh uh uh Haha haha What what what what Uh On your mark ready set let’s go Dance floor pro I know you know I go psycho when my new joint hit Just can’t sit Gotta get jiggy wit it Ohh that’s it now honey honey come ride DKNY all up in my eye You gotta broughta back with alot a stuff in it Give it to your friend let’s spin Everybody lookin’ at me Glancin’ the kid Wish you nig was dancin’ the jig Here with this handsome kid Ciga, cigar right from Cuba, Cuba I just bite it It’s for the look I don’t light it Illway to amay on the ance-day oor-flay Give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay Yo my cardio is infinite Haha, Big willie style’s all in it Chorus: Gettin jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na) Gettin jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na) Gettin jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na) Gettin jiggy wit it (Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na) What? You wanna ball with the kid Watch your step you might fall Trying to do what I did Mama say, mama sar, mama come closer In the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub No love for the haters Mad cause I got floor seats at the Lakers See me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders Met Ali he told me I’m the greatest I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser DJ play another From the prince of this Your highness Only bad chicks ride in my whips South to the west to the east to the north Bought my hits and watch ‘em go off a go off Ah yes yes . . .
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Immortal Technique ft. Diabolic – Diabolical [+ Lyrics]
Immortal Technique ft. Diabolic – Diabolical [Immortal Technique] Oh ya’ll motherfuckers thought it was over huh? But it’s not. You didn’t count on the fallen angel getting back into the grace of God and coming after you. Ya’ll niggas ain’t shit. Your producers ain’t shit. Your fuckin A & R ain’t shit. I’ll fuckin wipe my ass with your demo deal. Yo, Diabolic. Take this motherfucker’s head OFF! [Diabolic] Go ahead and grip Glocks I’ll snap your trigger finger in six spots You’ll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots I’ll watch you topple flat Put away your rings and holla back Can’t freestyle, you’re screwed off the top like bottle caps Beneath the surface, I’m over heating your receiver circuits By unleashing deeper verses than priests speak in churches but your preach is worthless Your worship to feed the purpose Like President Bush taking bullets for the Secret Service Beyond what y’all fathom I shit on cats and jaw tap ‘em Show no compassion like having a straight faced orgasm Tour jack ‘em, have his half a ten bitch suck my friend’s dick In the mean time, you can French kiss this clenched fist Diabolic, a one man brigade spreading cancer plague Fist fucking a pussy’s face, holding a hand grenade So if I catch you bluffin’ Fagot, you’re less than nothing I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction [Immortal Technique] You motherfuckers are nothing, you cannot harm me I’ll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army Storm the . . .



