We’ve equally intelligent and stupid people in both houses of congress
He’s an idiot.
*Gestures to self* This is all a lie
There is a men’s caucus, it’s for the other 80% of congress! I kid you not! They don’t need one!
You’re going to be constitutional scholars-slash-beasts.
We haven’t had a good impeachment in two decades…we need one… to educate the people, no comment on the incoming president [Trump].
*Looking over notes* Mmm Hmm Mmm MMM “What do you notice kids?”
“The north made the rum… drinky drinky… to trade for slaves.
Name the rights! *waits for the class to name off stuff* Religion, press, blah blah blah
I don’t care, well, I do, but I’m not telling you!
Oh! *writes on board ‘Significance on Constitutional Convention of 1787 OMG the best Const. EVER*
Did anyone learn that silly Preamble song in 4th grade? *few people raise their hands* Does anyone want to sing it for us? *Hand fall* But don’t worry class, let’s read it together anyway.
*Talking about the constitution* The constitution says “This is how you do it.”
Where can you go to smoke it up?
If you and your spouse, you decided to, or can’t do the, um… birth, what do you do?
While in Colorado, you had the privilege of getting stoned under the Privileges and Immunities Clause.
What happened if you didn’t follow the Church of England, France, or Spain? You got excommunicated, imprisoned, tortured - in very painful ways -, and executed
Here comes the light… and it will be good
Are you ready for the FRQ’s? I’m so jazzed!
We have to say the 14th amendment. Oooh, lovely amendment.
Where’s get low?
*Goes in for a high-five* SNAP!
That was a lot of BS. *class says baloney* Or, as my grandmother used to say, baloney sauce.
1963… that was a good year.
*Looking at notes* HgmbrstuwtAbi
What would SCOTUS say?
Get bent, it’s in the constitution, would be what they meant in colonial times. (Don’t put that on the AP test (If you put it on the AP exam, parenthetically tell what they want. (By get bent, I mean that there was no standing to sue, etc.)))
When we’re done with these three things, Hannah, put your hand up and say ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.’
Talking about Independent Business v. Sibelius case* Conservatives said to Roberts *bad accent and cross made out of fingers* You were not supposed to vote that way! Evil!
We’ll put everything in a central location… and we’ll… we’ll share! Aww! (Talking about communism)
*Drawing marble cake* That’s a pretty crappy cake.
Stroke your beard! *one student doesn’t* Stroke your beard!
Corn is everything. Really, the Maya are coming back.
As long as Micky D’s is open and the cell phones are working, everything is FINE!!
Jefferson’s enemy Alex-ander Ham-il-ton convinced someone to vote for Jefferson.
I am the holder of the calibration machines.
When Canada invades, the supply line is short.
What’s the state where… *vague hand waving*
Don’t look at me… look inside yourself. The force flows through you… HEALTHCARE!!!
Eventually, [the football] will be a chip embedded in the president’s brain.
*Balancing a ruler on his head* This means nothing.
We’ll have diversity in the presidency, assuming we don’t blow ourselves up by then.
WWTD - What Would Thor Do? *Waves pretend hammer around* Fwoorth!
Have y’all ever had a burger at Steak ‘n Shake? Because my brother introduced it to me over the break and it’s one of the greatest things in life now.
88%, that’s even more depressing. (Talking about safe seats in the house)
Moderate republicans are here. *Walks out the door to the right* Rand Paul is over here.
*To student* Ask me why there’s no speaker of the House. *Student asks* I don’t know.
We have to be thinking about these all the time because if we don’t, Russia will.
Holy crap Batman.
You bet your sweet bippy.
If I became dictator for while, I’d get rid of gerrymandering and make all elections federally funded. Everyone would be on an equal playing field. Imagine that!
Budget surplus, that’s a joke!
Pass the biscuits.
The media is so prevalent because of your social media and blah, blah, blah.
Yes, let us get thoroughly depressed for a moment.
Burb Request: Morning sex with Harry. Slow, Hot, and Heavy 😈🙈
Sort of giggly when he rolls lazily on top of you. The softest kisses to your neck, a bit wet, while he lazily tries to position himself at your entrance.
It isn’t really kinky, or anything more than good old fashioned missionary sex. But the thrusts are so slow, so DEEP, and his soft kisses to your neck are so perfect, that you can’t help but let out whimpers with every one.
He stops occasionally to grin down at you, all puffy eyes and messy hair. “Did you sleep well, my love?” With a kiss to your nose.
There are tons of interrupted yawns. Maybe because he thrusts a little too hard and you gasp mid yawn. Or maybe because your pinky finger travels a little too close to the most sensitive of his spots. Either way, this is some of the best sex you’ve had.
You become a bit self conscious when he smiles down at you. “What, Harry?”
“You’re just pretty,” he says, thrusting again. “Specially in the morning. When your hair looks like this.”
You’re about to protest when he kisses your neck during a particularly good thrust, and your toes curl. He inhales softly through his nose. “Smell pretty, too. Smell like you.”
You can feel yourself getting close, so you dig your fingernails into his back and he hisses. “God baby, you’re going to kill me.” He looks at you with sleepy eyes while his hand reaches down to rub at your clit. “Are you close, sweet girl?”
And you ARE close. Your eyes squeeze shut and your bottom lip finds its way between your teeth. Your moans become desperate grunts of “MMM MMM MMM” with every thrust and you gasp the minute you tip over the edge. Everything comes out in one long groan of “fuckharrythatfeelssofuckinggoodfuck” and the clenching off your walls mixed with the sinful noises your making is enough to send Harry over the edge as well.
You know, every day I think to myself, I don’t post enough savory foods. And it’s true. I love the sweet stuff. I love the bread. Also it’s very hard to figure out savory Middle Earth foods. Meat, potatoes, meat & potato pies. Eeeeeyup.
So anyway, here’s a vegetable. With cheese, of course; we don’t want it to be too healthy.
Cauliflower & Cheese Fritters(printable) serves 4 (as a side dish)
1 large head cauliflower 1 cup (100 g) shredded melty cheese (such as cheddar, monterey jack, etc) ¼ cup (22 g) dry, crumbly cheese (such parmesean, feta, or homemade) 2 large eggs 1 cup (150 g) bread crumbs
teaspoon dried oregano
¼ teaspoon dried basil ½ tsp cayenne pepper ½ teaspoon salt ¼ teaspoon pepper 1 clove garlic, minced olive or canola oil
Cut cauliflower into florets and cook in boiling water until tender, about 8-10 minutes. Drain, then process the cauliflower in the food processor until it become the texture of rice. This can also be done using a knife.
Combine the minced cauliflower, cheeses, eggs, breadcrumbs, and seasoning. Heat skillet to medium-high heat. Coat with oil. Form cauliflower mixture into patties about the size of your palm.
Cook until golden brown & set, about 3-4 minutes per side.
He felt a sharp claw lightly trace up his spine slowly, sending shivers down his spine. Goosebumps formed down his back and over his arms, before he feels something cold, yet so light move over him.
“Such a pretty thing you are….”
He shuddered and lightly humped the air when the toy against his prostrate starts to vibrate a little harder inside him. He gasps and moans, panting. He tried to press back against….against something…!
The scent of cigars filled the room when a soft chuckle sounds from another side of the room.
Hanzo turned his head despite being blindfolded towards the noise before the heavy thump of boots and sift noise of spurs was heard. A warm arm lightly encircled Hanzo’s waist, causing him to jump at the suddenness of it.
“Heh, think he’s been stretched enough boss?”
Metallic fingers lightly grip his chin, tracing under his jaw.
“M-mmmmmph…..mmmm…!” He gasped when someone pressed up against his back and gently pressed up against his back.
Lips lightly brush against his neck “Mmmm….How long has it been in him?”
Hanzo gave a muffled cry as his cock is lightly prodded, aching from the ring around it. The man with the southern drawl hummed softly.
“Hmmm……‘bout an hour now. Good boy didn’t cum once,” the hand lightly squeezes the head making Hanzo arch and scream around the gag trying to buck up into the grip.
“Well then, what are we waiting for?”
Hanzo slumped in the ropes holding him up as the toy is turned off and slowly pulled out of him. He grunted and whined legs trembling at the sudden loss of pleasure. He twitched slight before a hand grabs his hair and pulls his head back.
“Mmmm…bastante pequeño lobo~”
Hanzo grunted as he felt himself being repositioned, then held in place. He’s slowly lowered down, and he whimpers slightly as he feels what could only be cock pushing into his stretched hole. Lubricant from the toy made it easier to push in, before he felt sharp nails in his hips holding him in place.
“Shhhh shh shh, easy now darlin’…ya ok….such a good boy….Reaper an’ I ain’t gonna hurt ya…” Hanzo mewled as kisses are pressed up his neck, shivering at the praise.
There was a tsk “You done? I’d like to fuck him today please.”
The Shimada whines when he’s thrust up into slightly for emphasis. However he froze up when he felt a second one start to push up.
“Shhhhh relax…it’s ok….”
“Don’t worry little Shimada…don’t you want a reward?”
He shivered when he felt that cold return swallowing thickly. He groaned softly at the stretch, thighs twitching before he’s thrust up into by both of them. He grunts and shakes softly.
“Mmm!!! Mmmm mmm mmm!!!!!” He tugs lightly at the ropes gasping and moaning at each thrust up into him. His hands twitch when they brush up against that one spot—
Hanzo slowly opened his eyes to find himself on an old mattress, and a familiar metal arm around his waist.
His eyes are still adjusting but he feels the clawed fingers gently tilt his head up as water is gently poured down his mouth. His jaw is too sore to talk and he can’t really focus…
“Easy now…sleep. You did…very good,” he leaned up into the strokes through his hair “Lobo bueno,.”
He feels a cold kiss to his forehead before he gives in to sleep.
Yui: Fuu, bien con esto esta parte ya esta limpia. Ahora sólo queda limpiar el estante… Raito: Oye, oye, Yui-chan. Has la limpieza después y ven a jugar conmigo~ Yui: Uh… no puedo hacer eso. Yui: Esta mansión es enorme, así que sería problematico si no lo hago…? Raito: Haa… realmente no puedo entender a una chica como tú. Raito: Si se trata de las tareas de la casa sólo deberíamos usar a los Familiares para que las hagan~ Yui: (Pero… yo quiero hacerlo con cuidado…) Raito: Bueno da igual. Significa que cuando termines de limpiar jugarás conmigo? Raito: Entonces, yo también de vez en cuando limpiaré~ Yui: Eh? Raito-kun también lo hará? Yui: (Raito-kun me ayudará en la limpieza…! Podría ser que es su primera vez haciendolo…?) Raito: Si. Ya que tengo tiempo libre. Yui: Ya veo! Es de gran ayuda! Yui: Entonces, yo limpiaré el estante de este lado, y Raito-kun limpiará el otro extremo…
These clips are why I need him to go full-on musician and release an album, or CD, or whatever the kids are calling it these days. He even moves like a musician which is driving me crazy. You can tell music truly touches him and I completely understood his tears at the Oscars. No offense to the others in this McCartney video, but Chris and Meryl Streep seemed like the only ones genuinely enjoying the experience. That smile is just … Mmm mmm mmm.
I was raped by my papa when i was very young, in primary school. We would spend our nights sharing his bed when my mom was out working the night shift. I didnt think much of it but papa would insist that I be nude togetehr with him while he cuddled under the blanket. He would tell me bedtime stories while touching himself. He got bolder after realising that i was a litttle fag and i was sexually responding to his perversion. I remember the first time he came whike stroking his thick konek! My god, i didnt understand what it was but i liked it! I giggled and asked if i could touch the liquid, he allowed me. Then asked me to then lick my fingers, while asking about the taste. I didnt like it! It was bitter, i complained. He laughed, in a rather nonchalant way, and hugged me, rubbing his sloppy torso on me.
The next time we spent the night together was when he suddenly turned into someone else. My papa was slapping his semi hard konek and he suddenlysat up, went to my fave and slowly slid that fucking hose into my mouth! I was shocked and surprised ask he curtly barked “papa put in your mouth, keep inside, don’t move” he slowly eased his way into my tiny throat and i was going “mmm mmm mmm!” feeling like i was about to choke! I still remember his words “shut up, keep quiet!” before he suddenly went “urghhhhhh nghhhhh cheebye what the fuck!” he managed to go in right deep in my throat and emptied his entired fucking load in my throat. I choked and began to cry and all papa said was “okay sayang, slowly slowly, drink the nilk, is very healthy for you” and so i did.
I found out that at that tine, my dad was already a meth user (we now smoke together, amazing sleazy chilled father son drug sex, heh!) and the creme made his sexual fantasies go crazy. He never intended to rape his own son. But since I am such a raw fag slut today as an adult, i am fucking grateful he did.
About to get my chilled faggot nipples suckled by my dear papa who says i am his milky faggot cow LOL, will continue my throwback reminiscing when i feel like it. Oh fuck yes! Family fun on meth, best pastime ever!