im a sexy cry baby who everyone wants to ****

Applying for a Job at the CIA

A few months ago, there was an opening with the CIA for an
assassin. These highly classified positions are hard to fill, and
there's a lot of testing and background checks involved before you can
even be considered for the position. After sending some applicants
through the background checks, training and testing, they narrowed the
possible choices down to two men and a woman, but only one position was
available.

The day came for the final test to see which peson would get the
extremely secretive job. The CIA men administering the test took one of
the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun. "We must know that
you will follow our instructions whatever the circumstances," they
explained. "Inside this room, you will find your wife sitting in a
chair. Take this gun and kill her." The man looked horrified and said,
"You can't be serious! I could never shoot my wife!" "Well," said the
CIA man, "you're definitely not the right man for this job then."

So they brought the second man to the same door and handed him a
gun. "We must know that you will follow instructions no matter what the
circumstances," they explained to the second man. "Inside you will find
your wife sitting in a chair. Take this gun and kill her." The second
man looked a bit shocked, but nevertheless took the gun and went in the
room. All was quiet for about 5 minutes; then the door opened. The man
came out of the room with tears in his eyes. "I tried to shoot her; I
just couldn't pull the trigger and shoot my wife. I guess I'm not the
right man for the job."

"No," the CIA man replied, "You don't have what it takes. Take your
wife and go home."

Now they only had the woman left to test. They led her to the same
door to the same room and handed her the same gun. "We must be sure
that you will follow instructions no matter what the circumstances; this
is your final test. Inside you will find your husband sitting in a
chair. Take this gun and kill him." The woman took the gun and opened
the door. Before the door even closed all the way, the CIA men heard the
gun start firing, one shot after another for 13 shots. Then all hell
broke loose in the room. They heard screaming, rashing, and banging on
the walls. This went on for several minutes; then all went quiet.

The door opened slowly, and there stood the woman. She wiped the
sweat from her brow and said, "You guys didn't tell me the gun was
loaded with blanks. I had to beat the son of a ***** to death with the
chair!"

thanks

wow really good

I sit here
And
Think of you

I lay here
And
Dream of you

I smile
When
I think of you

I laugh
when
You tell a joke

I blush
When
You say im pretty

I cry with happiness
when
You say you love me

I lay here
and
Dream of you

I know that when
I say this
It is the truth
That I shall always
Love you

I was lost
caught in a fog
gone for so long
my heart was
covered in frost

Til I saw you
Standing there
Beaming me with a
Smile from the
angels above

I was gone
Everything seemed wrong
My days were to long
my heart singing
a lifeless song

Till you came along
Fixed all that was wrong
Made me realize that
With you is were I belong.

wow

A pictures worth a thousand words..... But a
smile is worth more...
And I smile everytime
my thoughts fall to you
filling my heart
with love forever more...

Very nice, cute, yet deep poem. Keep up the god work.

*Dedicated to the memory of my dog Dakota. I got her when I was nine the
night my real father died in a car accident. She passed away a few days
before Thankgiving 2006. I miss her so much. So this is for her, my
loyal, loving, sweet, giving, protector in life and death, my bestfriend
Dakota.*


She was with us
Since I was age nine
She was special
The first pet who was mine

She started out so small
Just a puffy lil black ball
She grew to be a big black
Fluff ball
Her once tiny legs,
Stretching to make her tall.

She passed away near Thanksgiving
Her old body could
No longer go on living.
Tears were shed for many a day
The skys seemed a dark
dismal, depressing gray.

She is in our hearts
Her memory will never part.

She is no longer in pain
On a cloud She looks down
At her former home in Maine.

She is Angel,
Watching from above.
She is with my daddy
And they will always
Watch over and Protect me.
They, who will always be
Carried in my memory.

very good poem

What a wonderful poem. It brought and still is bringing tears to my
eyes.

Hey TxsGal it would take alot of sex to cure whats ailing me lol. And
Cherubpoet great poem. Good way in describing migraines they are just a
pain in the arse!

*BTW this was the first poem I ever had published.*


I lie on a table, shelf, or a desk
Waiting patiently for my wick to be lit
I see you walk forward with a match in hand
A flame that is orange and illuminates thy hand
Quickly, but neatly, you light me with ease
As my flame smiles brightly
Scaring ye shadows that you see
You sit in a chair
Your body in the bright warmth of thy light
Wax melts, then begins to pool
My once tall height
I'm starting to lose
My flame is slowing
It's tired, you see
As you walk by
And blow cold air onto thee
You walk away to slumber, you see
But whenever you need to read
There, you shall always have me

Cherubpoet I loved your poem I think that you really expressed your
feelings well. Keep up the good work.

S Easy to fall in love with.

T You're loyal to those you love.

E Great in bed.

P You are popular with all types of people.

H You have a very good personality,looks and a very good kisser

A you like to drink *nope I dont drink**well I like to drink sports
drinks and Gatorades.*

N best kisser ever.

I Great in bed.

E Great in bed.


I guess Im great in bed. I wouldnt know. Oh and it says im very lovable.
Hmm interesting..

Hi everybody whats up with everyone tonight.

I think I am..... Yeppers I guess I am lol!!

Thank you. I plan to do just that. I just like to write because it takes
what I am feeling and its a way for me to just get rid of the bad
feelings. It helps me to move on ya know?

Thank you all for the very kind words.