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Caught my boyfriend jacking off to Asian porn?
I went to my boyfriend's house to surprise him, i knocked on the door and his mom came to the door and told me to go to his room and surprise him, I walked into his room quietly and opened the door to see him sitting in the chair wanking it to an asian giving a ******* to a large black man, I screamed and left immediatly, what do I do now? It's been a few hours and neither of us have tried to call, IM, text eachother, what do I do now? We are both 12

dont dump him, thats stupid. im 13, i watch it, and you will probably too. its a little more...serious that you actually saw him....just talk to him, im not sure what to say..but dont think of it as oh im not pretty enough or anything, he likes you, but guys have urges, that im sure 12-14 girls dont...uhm...give out to...if you saw his penis, well thats your own problem, and thats a little more serious, but act like you didnt cuz that will jus be ******* weird alltogether. Also, asian porn, who cares, guys USUAlly dont care what race or whatever it is at that young of an age, me and my friend kevin watch pron, we know its natural.

Gay men what would you do if...?
Could you imagine living without your penis? I mean if a random black guy held you at gun and knife point and said i'm going to either cut off your dick or hand which would you give him? No offense but this is what i was raised to believe black men want most. White men's penises or their hand

I'd give him my right hand, idk why but it's really not as important. All i need to jack off is my left hand anyways :D

Thoughts? Opinions? What would you do??

You must be a doubting Thomas we told you before we would give him our hand P&P :-)

Hello! Please rate my writing?
Hello! I'm an aspiring fiction writer. My goal is to create works of intense emotional depth that people can relate to. I hate to be immodest, but I'm a really good writer.

Thanks for reading.
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Jack Maverick's Last Stand - The Revenge

He woke up with amnesia twice in one morning, never knowing until he caught himself reading the paper. "War!" said the paper's headline. He scoffed and smirked and scoffed again, throwing the paper aside into a fire where it curled and crinkled and did that thing where the edge is alight and burns around in swifty swirly patterns that leave behind nothing but ash like the ash that was his soul.

He was at a bar, at night, and a man accosted him. "Just let me drink in peace," he said with gravel in his throat, and the other man puffed out his shoulders and shot back, "okay, sir. I will." Then Jack Maverick coughed up all the gravel in his throat onto the bar and the bartender said, "Jesus %#&#ing Christ and threw Jack Maverick out of the bar, he hit his head on the ground and remembered the "War!" headline on the newspaper and remembered the War! he had fought in - the headline of his heart.

Two men with sunglasses and black suits with black ties and black hair and black earpieces and black shoes - they were actually black men - got out of a black shiny government car. Jack Maverick pretended not to notice them as he fished around for gravel inside his gumline with his trigger-calloused index finger, kind of trapped beneath his upper lip which was a wildly uncomfortable place to have the gravel. "Jack Maverick," one of the men said from behind his sunglasses, hiding like a coward would hide behind sunglasses.

"That's Jack... Maverick," Jack Maverick corrected the man. "We need your help," the man said, "your country needs your help." Jack's stomach welled with patriotism and a tear came to his eye, "I'm not that guy anymore," he said as trumpets played in the background, the kind of music you would hear at a funeral for a dead soldier, "I am a dead soldier," Jack Maverick thought. One of the black men pointed at Jack Maverick's stomach and said, "look at this pot-belly of patriotic swellage, Jack, it's glowing... glowing red white and blue."

"I'm not that guy anymore," Jack Maverick said for the first and final time.

"Jack you're the best super-soldier rockstar football player special agent spy pilot part-time-pizza-shop-owner marine this country's navy has ever had the pleasure of throwing away to a miserable life of beers and amnesia which we totally didn't give you except that we did but that's a conspiracy that I'd better not give away yet because it's foreshadowing for a later development where you discover it and then shoot me with a one-liner like..."

"Guess that wipes your windows, boss," Jack Maverick cut him off as he smoked three cigarettes duct-taped together.

"They have your daughter, Jack."
"I'm not that guy anymore."
"Yes you do, her name is Lisa and her mom's the Russian spy you courted in your pizza shop."
Jack reluctantly grunted and spit out the last of the gravel as he got into the car. "I'm only doing this because I love my daughter and my country."
"I love your daughter too, sir," said the other black man.
Jack looked at the government agents with disgust, "you know, you people are what's ruining this country." Damn the government because I hate the government.
"Say WHAT?"
Squadilah, they were off.

Love that Jack Maverick!

Thanks Beth! Isn't Sparky a hoot?!!

I am an official member of the "Sparky Fan Club!"

I think I jacked off too much?
I'm a black guy with nice brown skin. My penis looks a little darker than my actual skin and wrinkle like an old man's penis. I've been jacking off everyday. Should I not jack off for a month or ? I

Jacking once a day (or more often) will not harm your penis. God designed it to handle rough and frequent handling.
Whatever changes there are in appearance would have happened anyway.

What's that movie that an arm is shot off?
I remember seeing a scene when I was younger and all I can remember is:

There was man with a big gun and a young man owed him money or something and he was scarred of him. Then the big guy with the gun made the smaller guy go out to a field and hold out the piece of paper so that he could shoot at it. After the shot, the little guys arm was blown off.

I think the little guy looked like Jack Black? I don't know. I could be very wrong.

Good luck finding it.

Jack Black gets his arm shot off by Bruce Willis in The Jackal

B&A: How is this piece? (critique?) *long, sorry*?
I don't know, it's just feeling... off. My writing's obviously suffered, and I can tell, so I don't know if this piece is any good anymore. What can I do to make it better, and care to critique?

The roll of the drum filled the streets as people walked up the cobble stone to the gallows. Grabbing my grey hood at the neck and tilting my head down, I made my way with the flow of people. Occasionally I would look up and pick out some of my father’s crew or those men I see at the pub, but here- we’re complete strangers. The flow of people stopped as the gallows came into view. Soldiers were directing people around so that everyone could see the poor soul that’s death will be marked on this gloomy day. I thanked the lord for my being skinny and squeeze my way between people. I could hear the curse words being said under the people’s breath as I passed them. One look at my face as I glared back shut them up- they knew who I was. I was careful not to get to close to the gallows, staying a few rows back. The last thing I needed was for a soldier to look at me carefully and notice the resemblance. I’ve been hiding from them just as every pirate has. Being captured meant being hung.

When two soldiers walked up onto the platform, stillness fell over the already deathly silent crowd. The constant roll of the snare drum bore into your mind as you almost awed at the tidiness of the blue uniforms the soldiers wore. When a man walked up in chains behind him, you had to look at his appearance in disgust. This was the point of the navy uniforms- to make the rest of us look like crap. The man, who held his head low so his face couldn’t be seen, was escorted to a lone noose that hung in the middle of the platform. A big man with a black cloth over his head lowered the frayed rope over the mans neck, then stood back for the sentencing..

Another soldier, whose uniform wore a golden braid around the shoulder, stepped forward, causing the drum to stop. Clearing his throat, he pulled out a piece of paper and began reading. “People of Pardalen, you are gathered here today to witness the hanging of a traitor- a traitor who many of you may have called friend. One who may have walked among you each morning at the docks. A traitor who you may share blood with. A traitor none the less. On this day, by order of King Leonard, Jack Barreau, more commonly known as Black Jack,” the soldier spit out his pirate name as if saying it covered him in filth. “Is going to die.” There was an uproar in the street as people protested the death of this man, Black Jack.

One young boy, no older than 18, ran through the crowd and lunged himself at a soldier only earning him a sword through the heart. The crowd fell silent again, all attention on the soldier with the gold braid. He looked at Black Jack with disgust, hatred searing through every spoken word. “Would you like to address the crowd, Mr. Barreau?”

The man lifted his head for the first time and over looked the crowd. Some gasped at his looks, more swooned. That was Black Jack- always the ladies’ man. His long, curly black hair was tied in a low ponytail, although most of it had fallen out in the front. His sapphire eyes stood out from his tanned, dirt covered skin. His clothes, practically ripped to shreds, revealed his toned muscles. People swooned, alright, but I was about to cry. Hurriedly, I pulled my hood even tighter around my face. If I was to be noticed, it was most likely to happen now.

“I’ve nothin’ to say, sir,” his deep, sore voice replied. “ ’Cept one thing. Th’ Pup ne’er runs away, not even when things seem at their worst. But, th’ Pup ne’er should have t’ see its master die. Now, th’ Pup runs.” The look of confusion on the soldiers’ faces confirmed my suspicions. They thought ol’ Black Jack was losing it, or already lost it. But not I. I knew what he meant, and I know I wasn’t going to do what he says. I was the Pup. Black Jack was my master. And I was going to be there for my father’s death.

It's thrilling, really captured my attention, but there are some things that could use touching up.

-[Soldiers were directing people around so that everyone could see the poor soul that’s death will be marked on this gloomy day.] This sounds kind of awkward. Both the 'were directing people around' and the 'poor soul that's death will be marked...' For the second part I mentioned, the tense change from past to future is odd, and then 'on this gloomy day' makes it sound a bit present?

-[When a man walked up in chains behind him, you had to look at his appearance in disgust.] Including the word 'you' doesn't really work for me...I don't know. I'd replace it with a description of his appearance maybe? make us see the contrast between the two (the soldier and the captured pirate)

-[One young boy, no older than 18, ran through the crowd and lunged himself at a soldier only earning him a sword through the heart.] Though this shows the cruelty and no-nonsense attitude of the soldiers and how against this execution the populace is, it doesn't have as much of an effect as it happens so quickly. Also, later in the passage, I hear no more mention of this occurance. I'm curious as to what happens after this. The reaction of his family members? His body sliding to the ground? The soldier nonchalantly wiping the blood of his sword? Show this more, it'll make the reader feel more disgusted at the soldiers.

- [Some gasped at his looks, more swooned. That was Black Jack- always the ladies’ man.] This seems a bit random, and I feel it detracts from the scene. It also strikes me as a bit unrealistic. I feel his looks are a bit TOO stunning. At a hanging, no matter how good somebody looks (even after imprisonment and perhaps torture?) I'd like to think it wouldn't be so distracting they forget he's going to be killed and that someone was ALREADY killed. This part would be more impacting if you described how his good looks detiorated after imprisonment and being maltreated by the guards. Perhaps he's even missing some body parts (if tortured).

Overall, I really liked this. The ending was surprising and I feel a lot closer to the main character. Speaking honestly, it IS good, but needs some revising. You do a great job at keeping my attention, the scene is full of tension and suspense.

Have fun writing! :D

Why are liberals smearing the great name of Nathan Bedford Forrest?
They are trying to smear Haley Barbour through Forrest.
Don't let them get away with it!

Forrest : Memphis' first White Civil Rights Advocate

Lt. General Nathan Bedford Forrest (1821-1877) was a renowned Southern military leader and strategist during the War Between the States. During the Civil War, Forrest's Confederate cavalry wrecked havoc among Union forces throughout the mid-South. He gained worldwide fame from his many battlefield successes, but the wartime heroics have overshadowed his post-war work as a community leader and civil rights advocate. He fought fiercely on the battlefield, yet was a compassionate man off the field. After the war, Forrest worked tirelessly to build the New South and to promote employment for black Southerners. Forrest was known near and far as a great general, and was a well-respected citizen by both blacks and whites alike.

The Independent Order of Pole-Bearers Association (predecessor to the NAACP) was organized by Southern blacks after the war to promote black voting rights, etc. One of their early conventions was held in Memphis and Mr. Forrest was invited to be the guest speaker, the first white man ever to be invited to speak to the Association.

After the Civil War, General Forrest made a speech to the Memphis City Council (then called the Board of Aldermen). In this speech he said that there was no reason that the black man could not be doctors, store clerks, bankers, or any other job equal to whites. They were part of our community and should be involved and employed as such just like anyone else. In another speech to Federal authorities, Forrest said that many of the ex-slaves were skilled artisans and needed to be employed and that those skills needed to be taught to the younger workers. If not, then the next generation of blacks would have no skills and could not succeed and would become dependent on the welfare of society.

Forrest's words went unheeded. The Memphis & Selma Railroad was organized by Forrest after the war to help rebuild the South's transportation and to build the 'new South'. Forrest took it upon himself to hire blacks as architects, construction engineers and foremen, train engineers and conductors, and other high level jobs. In the North, blacks were prohibited from holding such jobs. When the Civil War began, Forrest offered freedom to 44 of his slaves if they would serve with him in the Confederate army. All 44 agreed. One later deserted; the other 43 served faithfully until the end of the war.

Though they had many chances to leave, they chose to remain loyal to the South and to Forrest. Part of General Forrest's command included his own Escort Company, his Green Berets, made up of the very best soldiers available. This unit, which varied in size from 40-90 men, was the elite of the cavalry. Eight of these picked men were black soldiers and all served gallantly and bravely throughout the war. All were armed with at least 2 pistols and a rifle. Most also carried two additional pistols in saddle holsters. At war's end, when Forrest's cavalry surrendered in May 1865, there were 65 black troopers on the muster roll. Of the soldiers who served under him, Forrest said of the black troops: Finer Confederates never fought.

Forrest was a brilliant cavalryman and courageous soldier. As author Jack Hurst writes: a man possessed of physical valor perhaps unprecedented among his countrymen, as well as, ironically, a man whose social attitudes may well have changed farther in the direction of racial enlightenment over the span of his lifetime than those of most American historical figures.

When Forrest died in 1877 it is noteworthy that his funeral in Memphis was attended not only by a throng of thousands of whites but by hundreds of blacks as well. The funeral procession was over two miles long and was attended by over 10,000 area residents, including 3000 black citizens paying their respects.

Proud White men are the arch-enemy of liberal mediocrity. His mere existence makes them feel inferior.

Does anybody know the name of the movie in which Jack Black is killed?
I remember that a friend of his tells jack to start running and jack gets scared and starts running and then the man gets on a chain gun or something like that and starts shooting at jack and his arm gets torn off by the bullets and jack is screaming. I think the scene was in a safari or desert. I just want to watch the movie again because I don't remember any other scenes. Thanks.

The Jackal
www.imdb.com/title/tt0119395/

The guy that shot him was Bruce Willis.

Why do i get horny from sword fighting in the boys locker room?
My gym teacher called me a queer and told me to kill myself. I saw a football player who was black and was wearing a hot jockstrap my wee wee spit at him i don't know why. Also i like sucking on stick shaped objects do all men do this? I caught my mom sucking my dads disco stick and i got jealous and asked when it was my turn also i jack off to gay porn

Are you sure your teacher wasn't coming on to you? Every one of mine wanted to sex me sooner or later so maybe he was just trying to get something going. Make sure he gets to see ur butt & junk and watch to see if he sends a signal like rubbing his crotch or licking his lips......make eye contact then a little smile.

Lindsay Lohen, typical racist slob, said "The Black guy was driving" and this was after she ran over his foot?
Did you know that when Lindsay was arrested a few days ago, she had car-jacked the 3 guys' SUV as they trusted her, except when she took off so fast, the Black guy actually jumped out because he didn't want to be involved. Instead of stopping the vehicle, Lindsay Lohen ran over the Black man's foot and kept going with the doors open stalking and chasing her ex-assistant's mom's car at over 100 mph.

Not only did she run over the Black man's foot, that's one horrific and outrageous act of violence and disregard for this man, but then she also claimed while being arrested that "The Black man was driving". Now how many times have we Whites (not me however) "blamed it on the Black man" when we got caught doing the most heinous outrageous deeds?

Remember Susan Smith who drowned her guyren while they sat in the back seat of her car and she shoved them down into the lake in South Carolina?

I used to like Lindsay but my feelings have changed. She is nothing but a 2-bit racist whore?

Yeah, I heard that today on The Today show. According to the Latino looking guy he said LL was yelling..."I'm a star I can do whatever I *(#^% want!!! Then she apparently said, "The Black guy was driving".

I thought the same stuff...what a F'n B she is. Who does she think she is driving drunk and endargering our families lives. I wish she gets her *** kicked in prison...well...I'm sure she will.