O'Douls for me. I'll be driving.
Thunder
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if i can just pretend you are all here for a minute.
come on... no excuses - it's my shout.. \_/.
O'Douls for me. I'll be driving.
Thunder
thunder + single malt =.
the gates of hell hold not for me the threat of any harm.. ive faced the demons waiting there, the flames not more than warm.
my soul has seen the wickedness of men and know their ways.. i have the need to bring them down and to their judgment days.. my heart is scarred to know that once i was part of their flock.. behind my back, they did to babes things that a murderer would shock.
Thunder + Single Malt =
The gates of hell hold not for me the threat of any harm.
I’ve faced the demons waiting there, the flames not more than warm.
My soul has seen the wickedness of men and know their ways.
I have the need to bring them down and to their judgment days.
My heart is scarred to know that once I was part of their flock.
Behind my back, they did to “babes” things that a murderer would shock.
My eyes were shown the truth of it; my heart discerned their wrongs.
No more could I hold fast a faith, polluted by perverse throngs.
These evil men do hold the reigns of a people kind and caring.
They prey on innocence and youth, while the “good news” sharing.
I come to now a point in life where I care not for me.
I must see to others welfare, or how can I be free?
With an attitude towards justice and a mind set based on right.
I seek to find a caring god to show all men the light.
But alas, it seems to me that god gives not a damn.
Fine by me, I will alone, their deeds down their throats ram.
If paradise holds a place for wicked hurtful souls.
Then hell will be the place for me I’ll sign up for its rolls.
Again, I say I’d rather be in hell with demons true.
Than with men who take from youth, purity born true.
Come with me; take up a sword, lets venture into the fray.
For if god will not protect the young, it is our duty to make them pay.
Right is right and wrong is wrong, on this I stand fast.
I’ll see those bastards dead indeed if its the action of mine last.
S’mores anyone?
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Looks like they won't require much bandwith!
have you ever won anything in your life?
i didn't, but indirectly i did.
back in 1982 my mother won a brand new honda civic.
I won the "Best sea lion" imitation contest last night at the Japanese steak house!
I was the only one at the table to catch the shrimp in my mouth.
The grand prize was...........another piece of shrimp
it has been suggested that we have a recipe collection for posters on jwd.. and that idea was taken one step further by suggesting that we make a cookbook with the various recipes provided by the posters here.
all proceeds from the book would go to simon to help support the board (which would be a lot easier than everyone getting a cut of the "profits".
it would be pretty easy to get a collection of recipes and make up some cds.. i um have actually edited a cookbook before.
Lady Lee,
Do I post the recipe or personal message it to you?
Thunder
i want to thank all of you for your advice, well wishes, support, love, private messages, late night phone calls, etc.
i didn't mean to alarm any of you.
when i wrote my post, i felt i was asking a valid question.
So thats why Sheil didn't come to bed???
Cool, glad to hear your gonna be OK
Thunder
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i would be interested in hearing a few.
for the life of me (pun intended) i can't think of any good ones.. robyn
(((((Robdar)))))
I used to get so pessimistic about life in general that I couldn't think of any "good" reasons to go on. Mind you I have plenty, Sheila, my kids, my grand daughter, my friends here. Even with all that "good" stuff, situations arise that make me wonder. You just get tired.
We all have a responsibility to our loved ones to be there for them. When that doesn't seem like enough and the warm fuzzies of family and friends seems empty, then fall back on your riteous indignation. Get pissed, it is your duty to outlive your enemies. Don't give them the satisfaction of seeing your demise. Fight for all your worth and expose them for what they are.
Sheila is going to try calling you today. Maybe we can get together for coffee again.
Thunder
i am tired of the double standard that dubs have.
my parents have very little to do with me since i have been df'd.
but they still want my kids to visit.
It's always the good kid that gets overlooked. My siblings were out drinking, smoking, and screwing around all the time. I tried to be a "good" little dub and now I'm the black sheep of the family. Hoorah for me!
I spent too much time tring to earn the approval of my parents. I became a much happier person when I gave up on that. I have found that when you appear not to care wether you are liked or not, people flock to you.
As far as letting them see the kids, as long as they're not pumping their little heads full of WTS crap, children grow up best having the widest possible array of loving caring adults in their lives.
Thunder
Judging by the , I'd say it was his hair.
when you encounter a jw who doesnt know you, do you tell them you are an ex?
or pretend otherwise?.
last night we were understaffed at work so had to call in an agency worker, i had to leave her in charge of 4 adults with autism while i did the rounds on call, every so often i called back to make sure she was coping ok. we got on well, chatted away and then at about 5am she starts witnessing to me...i end up coming home with 5 magazines..lol, she "placed" them with me.. i didnt want to tell her i was an exjw as it would have ruined the working relationship and made her feel uncomfortable.
Its hard not to want to tear them a new arse. I have had many "situations" where I have been called out to do work only to find that the home owners were JWs. I didn't blow off the work though, I figured what money I took from them wouldn't go to the pedophile defense funds.
I did have on two ocasions the home owner recognize me from the hall. They were more concerned with getting whatever repairs they needed done than driving the unbeliever from their home. They probably figured that if my moral character wouldn't allow mw to remain associated with the org, it wouldn;t allow me to screw them on the work. Boy were they wrong!
Pity and disgust are the emotions I feel at those times. I' m not going to go door to door trying to save their asses though. I had to find my way out. I figure them seeing me happy as can be, is evidence enough for them.
Thunder