Hanging by the moment

This was my response to him:


"Thank you for your interest.

But your message sounds so insincere as to make me smile.

I am not looking for the love of my life, I have had that.

I will not contact you at any of those emails addresses, because it
surely is a scam. This mail from you has all the markings of a scammer.

I have raised kids and I am not making any drama out of it. You are
raising one. So? Do a good job and you'll be rewarded.

Goodbye!"


He hasn't contacted me again, but I see he is on line, and he has a list
of friends!!!!

Ladies (and gentlemen): Following is the body of an email I received
just this morning. It has all the makings of a scam... looks like a
serial letter. If it is, I am exposing it to all of you that might have
received it as weel, I am sure a few will respond that they did.

Out of respect I am *starring* the names...
////////////////////////////////////

Hello,

My name is M*** D***...I am 37 years of age I live in a small town in
Texas. I have a little son whose name is J*** D***. He is 10 years of
age, He is my life and identity…Now I am single and want to get back
into the action of dating…I am on this site to find a woman that is
interested in me and a woman who is caring, kind, honest and generous
and true with me. I have a little son whom my late wife who died in a
Car Accident left behind for me…I t has not been easy alone with all
this life challenges...I am also an orphans who has no one to depend on
but the woman who will love me and grow old with…..My occupation is a
research scientist ..I deal with the research on lands which has mineral
resources in it. It has been a stressful job all this while but my
faith, strength and hope in God has been keeping me through all the
huddles…My hobbies are traveling, dancing, art making, taking my child
out, going to the beach, reading, listening to music like (Old blues,
Hip- Hop, Jazz) I love to laugh and have fun…In the night when I am
alone I watch DSTV.. I stay out with my friends around me… Just doing
all this not to be lonely but all has been hard on me without a lovely
woman to have by my side always….I am don’t like people who are
dishonest, people who fail to accomplish what they promise, unkindness
and liars..
If you are women that possess these characters you can email me on my
personal e-mail on:-
Yahoo Mail: ******02@yahoo.com
Google Mail: ******02@gmail.com
And my Yahoo ID for Yahoo chat is: - ******02.
I would be waiting for your reply soon.
Thanks
M*** D***.

First, it didn't happen to me...

Second, lucky for you glitter is UNISEX

One pound of red beans $0.80
One pound of cabagge $1.50

The smell of that is priceless

For everything else, use MASTERCARD

Maybe we should get the chapstick that little boy was using on the cat's
"chapped butt"... I read it somewhere... and we can apply the chapstick
to the puppy's @$$, maybe it will un-wrinkle his brain...

$3.35 this morning here in Panama... $20.00 didn't even get me 3/4 of a
tank and I have an itsy bitsy car!

Sorority, I don't know if it did happen or not... But freaky stuff like
these seem to happen to us girls...

Like the day my boss at the bank was walking across the main hall and
the elastic on her petticoat gave... and it puddled around her ankles...

Or the day a very good looking former coworker, such a snob, walked out
of the lady's room with toilet paper trailing from her her skirt...

I have to share this, too funny...


The Washcloth"
Ladies this has to be read, laughed at and passed on. There is not a
woman
alive today who won't crack up over this!
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week.
Early
one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that
I
had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed
everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am. The
trip
to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have any time to spare.
As
most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over
hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't able to make the
full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the
washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick
wash
in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the
washcloth
in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced
to
my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I
was
called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the
table,
looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in
Paris
or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when
the
doctor said, "My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't
we?" I
didn't respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and
went
home. The rest of the day was normal ... Some shopping, cleaning,
cooking.
After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out
from
the bathroom, "Mommy, where's my washcloth?" I told her to get another
one
from the cupboard. She replied, "No, I need the one that was here by the
sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it."
Never going back to that doctor. Ever.

Expresso mixed with cafe au lait, please.

Honey, consider it done. Don't stop smiling that brilliant smile of
yours.

Rodney and you are in my prayers.

I am laughing so f**cken hard my eyes are streaming.

Now, who rocked your crib and dropped you on your head, causing that
concussion that has lead you to believe that you are good looking, let
alone gorgeous? My, I hope you didn't call that person Ma!

Your face is full of snot and I am quite sure you can't wipe your @$$
without smearing. Oh wait! You were going to wipe the snot off your
face, but since it is so far up your butt, you got confused and smear it
all over... You are so full of sh** that in principle what I thought was
snot, was in fact, sh*t.

Get over yourself and grow up. And once you do, stay away from this
sand-box, punk!

WELCOME!!!

From a noticeable warmer place than yours!

the fact that they were younger didn't change their thirst for vengeance
against me.

I am terrified of spiders, and when I was 18 we were at the beach house
and my brother found a particularly horrible, but harmless, spider. I
was sitting reading under a tree and he carefully put it on my chest...
I jumped up, saw the monster walking towards my face, screamed murder
and passed out...

My father, who was deaf and used a device, heard me, and came running
towards me and saw my brother standing over me, breathless from
laughter, tears streaming his face. At 16 he was 6' tall, my dad's
height. My dad took a look at the situation, knew what he had done,
punch my brother, who reeled and went down like a sack of cement, and
rushed me to the ER, hyperventilating.

No more spider jokes ever for me.

Was he at least good looking? Like mhmmm...
you could consider him in a desperate situation?


Poor you, hun!

all my pictures have been taken within the last three months

yeay!!!! Let's hear it for my putative daughter Katie!!!

I come from a country where everybody is mixed. In my personal case, I
have afro-caribbean, spaniard, hindi, and native central american
indians (who all descend from the aztecs and mayas).

With the construction of the Panama Railroad and later the Panama Canal,
a great immigration of different races ensued, bringing a new race.
Chinese, Hindus, Spaniards, Germans, Afro-Caribeans. We are "Criollos"
which means "creole".

The fact is, we are just statistics. Once one starts labeling people, it
becomes an issue. I was never, ever, asked about my "race" until I moved
to the US. And I responded: "What do I look like to you?" Invariably,
the response would be "White/Caucasian". "Wrong". I am "hispanic". Which
really makes no sense, because there are Caucasian hispanics, and black
hispanics, and chinese hispanics, and hindi hispanics.

So race is being confused with nationality, or with the region where you
were born.

I believe "gender" should be enough. Like somebody mentioned before, we
all bleed red. Women go through the same pains whenin labor and it is no
different for a caucasian woman than for a chinese.

I don't think race is an issue. Geographical location at time of birth
is. See it yourselves. Many people born in the northern states feel
that folks born in the southern states are "hicks", or "rednecks", or
"racists". A member that posted in this forum before said it and even
apologized for being one.

I have no problem dating outside my race. Heck... what race? I am so
mixed I don't even go through the trouble of trying to explain it or
understand it. I do, however, have some issues regarding dating within
the same gender. I respect the choice, but I don't condone it, nor
explain it as an alternate "life style" to my children.

JMHO

I AM SINGLE TOO!!!

And very eager to change that situation.