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RESLES LEGGS wrote:

RESLES SIT ON THE COUCH IN HIS TERRYCLOTH BATHROBE AN' SCRATCH HISSELF THOUGHFULLY. WONDER WHAT RESLES CAN WRITE TO MAKE THE CLOWNS THROW UP ON THEYSELVES? OH, YEAH, HE GOT AN IDEA...

We are the BORG! We are the BORG!

RESLES LEGGS wrote:

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UM... THEY IS? BUT, TRUTH IS, DAMAGE ALREADY DONE, CHUBBY, AN' THIS NOT KMART NEITHER. YOU GO HANG YOUR HEAD IN THE GAS STOVE, RESLES WAIT FO' YOU. FUNNY, THOUGH, FIRST METAPHOR YOU REACH FO' IS IN A BIG BOX STORE? SLUT.

This is goin' well for you, earthling, we suggest you put your blockhead in the shopping cart and get to work. THE BORG

We like this one the best so we've copied it ten thousand times for your enjoyment.

RESLES TAKE HIS HAT OFF AN' KNOCK ON THE L'IL REDHEADED GIRL'S DOOR. FIRST TO GET THERE IS LIGHTNIN' WHO SCRABBLE AT THE GLASS, LIKE, "WHERE YOU BEEN? YOU COME AND GO WHENEVER YOU PLEASE? WHAT, AM I BLACK?" RESLES GRIN HIS ALMIGHTY GRIN AN' OPEN THE STORM DOOR AN' PET THE BOY, WHO REPENT FROM HIS JUDGEMENT AN' LICK RESLES' FACE LIKE IT A TASTY-FREEZE.

SECOND ONE TO THE DOOR IS A TALL WHITE HAIRY-LEG AN' HE NOT SO FRIENDLY, NOT BY HALF. HE START INTO HIS, "WHAT'RE YOU DOIN' HERE?" SPEECH AN' RESLES NOT HERE TO SEE HIM SO HE THROW HIM OUT IN THE STREET IN HIS BARE FEET AND BOXERS AN' CLOSE THE DOOR. RESLES LOCK THE DOOR THEN N' THE WHITE BOY LOOK CONFUSED AN' LIKE HE TRYIN' TO BE ANGRY, BUT RESLES NOT CONVINCED SO HE CLOSE AN' LOCK THE INNER DOOR IN HIS FACE. IT COLD OUT THERE BUT HE BE OK, OR NOT.

RESLES WALK UPSTAIRS AN' THE REDHEADED GIRL STANDIN' AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRS IN HER NIGHTSHIRT. SHE GOT HER ARMS FOLDED OVER HER CHEST LIKE SHE MAD, BUT RESLES CAN SEE SHE NOT REALLY MAD, JUS' A L'IL EMBARASSED.

"HI, BABY, YOU MISS ME?"

(LONG PAUSE, RESLES HANG ON THE THIRD TO THE TOP STEP AN' WAIT PATIENTLY. HE LOOK INTO HER ANGRY EYES FO' A LONG, LONG TIME. AN' WHEN HE LOOK DOWN FINALLY HE SAY, "YOU MADE ME THIS WAY, BABY, I LOVE YOU FO'EVER AN' EVER. BUT YOU SAID WE GOT TO BE... PRO-FESSIONAL. I JUS' TRYIN' TO DO LIKE YOU SAY. DON' MAKE ME BAD."

(SHE THINKS ABOUT THIS AN' LEAN FROM FOOT TO FOOT IN THE HALL AS LIGHTNIN' LOOK FROM FACE TO FACE WONDERIN' WHETHER THIS FOOL GONNA EVER HOLD HER OR NOT. SHE TURN AWAY THEN, AN' RESLES MAKE HIS WAY TO THE TOP STEP.)

"YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU, BABY, YOU TELL ME TO GO, I GO. YOU TELL ME TO STAY, I STAY. YOUR CALL."

(SHE CRY THEN AN' STAMP HER BARE FOOT IN FRUSTRATION AN' MOTION VAGUELY DOWN THE STAIRS TOWARDS THE DOOR.) "IT COL' OUT THERE, HONEY, HE NOT WAIT AROUND TOO LONG."

(SHE TURN AROUN' AN' LAY HER HEAD ON RESLES' CHEST AN' THEN PULL BACK AN' BEAT ON HIM A LITTLE WITH HER FISTS AN' THEN SHE LAY HER HEAD BACK IN THERE AN' RESLES CAN FEEL THE WARMTH OF HER SKIN THROUGH THE THIN FABRIC, SMELL HER HAIR, HER BODY.)

IT VALENTINES DAY, BABY, WE GOT TO STOP WHAT WE BOTH KNOW NOT WORKIN'" RESLES SLIDE HIS HAND CAREFULLY UNDER HER SHIRT AN' CONFIRM SHE NAKED UNDERNEATH. THEN SHE SLIDE HER HAND UP UNDER HIS SHIRT AN' CONFIRM IT REALLY HIM.

"HAPPY VALENTINE'S BABY, I LOVE YOU."

SHE SIGH, AN' RESLES PICK HER UP AN' TAKE HER INSIDE.

mdbuilder wrote:

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The dirty enigma returns.
No matter how grateful we are for the absence of evil, once it reappears, it seems to have been inevitable.

Yes, grandpa, inevitable! Isn't technology great? It's, like, getting the MLS listings FOR FREE!(If you'd like to get them for free just drop me an e-mail, I'll show you how to get them. There's not much on there though? Maybe you want to wait about 15 years?

Hey! that's a great idea if we do say so ourselves! We're going to spend a little time "adjusting" the MLS servers to generate some "buzz" in the real estate industry..... what's left of it. WHAT A DEAL!

RESLES LEGGS wrote:

RESLES TAKE HIS HAT OFF AN' KNOCK ON THE L'IL REDHEADED GIRL'S DOOR. FIRST TO GET THERE IS LIGHTNIN' WHO SCRABBLE AT THE GLASS, LIKE, "WHERE YOU BEEN? YOU COME AND GO WHENEVER YOU PLEASE? WHAT, AM I BLACK?" RESLES GRIN HIS ALMIGHTY GRIN AN' OPEN THE STORM DOOR AN' PET THE BOY, WHO REPENT FROM HIS JUDGEMENT AN' LICK RESLES' FACE LIKE IT A TASTY-FREEZE.
SECOND ONE TO THE DOOR IS A TALL WHITE HAIRY-LEG AN' HE NOT SO FRIENDLY, NOT BY HALF. HE START INTO HIS, "WHAT'RE YOU DOIN' HERE?" SPEECH AN' RESLES NOT HERE TO SEE HIM SO HE THROW HIM OUT IN THE STREET IN HIS BARE FEET AND BOXERS AN' CLOSE THE DOOR. RESLES LOCK THE DOOR THEN N' THE WHITE BOY LOOK CONFUSED AN' LIKE HE TRYIN' TO BE ANGRY, BUT RESLES NOT CONVINCED SO HE CLOSE AN' LOCK THE INNER DOOR IN HIS FACE. IT COLD OUT THERE BUT HE BE OK, OR NOT.
RESLES WALK UPSTAIRS AN' THE REDHEADED GIRL STANDIN' AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRS IN HER NIGHTSHIRT. SHE GOT HER ARMS FOLDED OVER HER CHEST LIKE SHE MAD, BUT RESLES CAN SEE SHE NOT REALLY MAD, JUS' A L'IL EMBARASSED.
"HI, BABY, YOU MISS ME?"
(LONG PAUSE, RESLES HANG ON THE THIRD TO THE TOP STEP AN' WAIT PATIENTLY. HE LOOK INTO HER ANGRY EYES FO' A LONG, LONG TIME. AN' WHEN HE LOOK DOWN FINALLY HE SAY, "YOU MADE ME THIS WAY, BABY, I LOVE YOU FO'EVER AN' EVER. BUT YOU SAID WE GOT TO BE... PRO-FESSIONAL. I JUS' TRYIN' TO DO LIKE YOU SAY. DON' MAKE ME BAD."
(SHE THINKS ABOUT THIS AN' LEAN FROM FOOT TO FOOT IN THE HALL AS LIGHTNIN' LOOK FROM FACE TO FACE WONDERIN' WHETHER THIS FOOL GONNA EVER HOLD HER OR NOT. SHE TURN AWAY THEN, AN' RESLES MAKE HIS WAY TO THE TOP STEP.)
"YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU, BABY, YOU TELL ME TO GO, I GO. YOU TELL ME TO STAY, I STAY. YOUR CALL."
(SHE CRY THEN AN' STAMP HER BARE FOOT IN FRUSTRATION AN' MOTION VAGUELY DOWN THE STAIRS TOWARDS THE DOOR.) "IT COL' OUT THERE, HONEY, HE NOT WAIT AROUND TOO LONG."
(SHE TURN AROUN' AN' LAY HER HEAD ON RESLES' CHEST AN' THEN PULL BACK AN' BEAT ON HIM A LITTLE WITH HER FISTS AN' THEN SHE LAY HER HEAD BACK IN THERE AN' RESLES CAN FEEL THE WARMTH OF HER SKIN THROUGH THE THIN FABRIC, SMELL HER HAIR, HER BODY.)
IT VALENTINES DAY, BABY, WE GOT TO STOP WHAT WE BOTH KNOW NOT WORKIN'" RESLES SLIDE HIS HAND CAREFULLY UNDER HER SHIRT AN' CONFIRM SHE NAKED UNDERNEATH. THEN SHE SLIDE HER HAND UP UNDER HIS SHIRT AN' CONFIRM IT REALLY HIM.
"HAPPY VALENTINE'S BABY, I LOVE YOU."
SHE SIGH, AN' RESLES PICK HER UP AN' TAKE HER INSIDE.

You da man! you da man!

Turns out real estate agents actually are stoopid sluts. Pass it on.

taxpayerUSA wrote:

http://business.time.com/2010/ 08/11/are-low-interest-rates-b ad-for-the-economy-part-ii/?li ke=1
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lol! You should try making your own argument son.

Banks are able to make adequate returns by borrowing at near-zero rates and investing almost risk free and without effort in longer-term government debt, federal government-guaranteed debt, or in relatively riskless investment-grade debt—all at 3% to 4%. They have little incentive to go out and make loans to job-creating businesses that might have a higher yield but entail significant risk and effort… Paying higher rates to attract deposits will force banks to look for lending opportunities beyond government type credits."

But if your "logic" holds water, then they should INCREASE RATES to reduce business and invest EVEN LESS. And by that same logic, you also reduce RISK. In essence, there is no growth and no gain.

Better still, drop rates to zero you pay customers and let deposits run. Again, by your logic, you reduce expenses while reducing risk thereby creating contraction of the institution. Competitors who are aggressive can pick up the business as banks like these self implode.

What a great growth plan you have for America. Keep money out of the system so a business can disappear.

Besides son. The article is about bonds and treasuries. So you're still off the mark.

Again.. you're clueless.

taxpayerUSA wrote:

I posted this one awhile back.
http://www.financialsense.com/contributors/ro...
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lol! So Pauls plan isn't for a soft landing.

He's pushing for a hard crash.

And he's not an economist, nor do I think his idea on the matter sound.

taxpayerUSA wrote:

I was referring specifically to the among the states part. The role of the federal government is to encourage free and uniform trade among the states. It's role is not to ban it or control it to any extent beyond uniformity.
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No. It's to regulate it. I see nothing that supports your theory.

It's role is to control it.

taxpayerUSA wrote:

I am not doing nothing, but what I am doing is none of your business. You are assuming what you can't possibly know for certain.
Stabilized? It's a fairy tale.
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I know for certain they forced Obama to compromise. I know they cost more money to make the deal. I know the end result is something neither party wanted and tried to push off until later.

You assume so much more as fact and leave it that way because it's to your benefit. Not any other reason reasoning involved.

Pope Paul wrote:

Turns out real estate agents actually are stoopid sluts. Pass it on.

It's a shame you can't do your own 'judge it's' to.

Mai oui! Hahahahahah, it is we, again... sorreeeeee! We are here to see the cleanup in aisle... what was it? Oh, yes, aisle shitbsg real estate agent pretending it ees somehow representative of the American condition. We have a solution for you... no, really, just for you...

mdbuilder wrote:

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It's a shame you can't do your own 'judge it's' to.

Huh? Which ones do you want to see changed?

truth is beauty wrote:

I sure hope you find some. I want this one to suffer ...
Happy Valentine's Day, baby. My l'il black heart still trip when I see your caps ...

I jus try an call you my sweet, but you are not answering? Perhaps you don't like me any more?

Death does not understand? Where have zee antagonists gone? Oh well! I guess that leaves moi to moi own devices... it took moi a whole 9 minutes to get through to MLS Kansas, tomorrow should be an interesting day for them. C'est la vie!