April asked:


I was watching this film the other day and It was really good, it was sort of a Horror I guess. This man, a bit on the big side, about 30odd years old was lonely and had never had anyone to love him so he waited for the 2 friends nextdoor to come home from a party drunk and snuck in their house and nocked out the friend and took the other girl back to his house, then locked her in a cage he had built in the basement. He then tortured her/hurt her whenever she did something he didn’t like, he made her lots of chocolate cake and gave her some bread and water and a bowl to go to the toilet in. He would keep her waste from the toilet in a little jar and also kept her nail clippings in a jar. Throughout the film she kept leading him on so that he would hopefully open the cage so she could escape but he wouldnt, therefore she shouted at him and he got upset and angry. Becuase she did that, he went and captured her friend and brought her into the basement and said to the girl “You made me do this!” and then started choking her friend with a rope and kissing her and biting chunks out of her arm. He thought the friend was dead and went somewhere whilst she had the keys and unlocked the cage and then in the end the friend died, the girl put on a wedding dress and started leading the man on again and ended up hitting him in his parts down below with a bit metal tool with spikes all over it, she then walked out of the house and up the street with blood all down the wedding dress. There were also lots of other dead bodies in the bathroom when the girls went up there to hide. Any ideas what it was called?

indian dotter asked:


For only 1 hour, what would you let that person hear?

This is in honor to all the deaf, blind, and handicap. May one day their wishes be granted for them to have the ultimate gift of having a perfect body.

Many misuse the term “perfect body”… we can all see, hear, speak, walk, move normally, yet we all are unsatisfied with who we are, whether we can’t lose those extra pounds, whether we have the most annoying hair, or whether we don’t have that perfect tan. Throw away all of those worries and petty wishes and see that those who can never have the chance to even bother thinking about that don’t have a voice. They are constantly ignored, and the silence is replaced with our gibberish about diets, instant tans, and excessive hair styling tools.

BQ: Know any handicap people?

BBQ(yum): Sorry if I depressed you. To lighten up, how was your day, dear fellow rock and popper?

BBBQ: *THE ROYAL WEDDING BONUS QUESTION*
a. Did you even watch it?
b. Was Kate Middleton’s dress beautiful?
c. Views on the Royal Couple?
d. Anticipation of how they will be?
e. Who do you like better: Kate or Will?

Enjoy!
*SCENARIO QUESTION FOR THE ROYAL WEDDING BQ*
What would your “Royal Wedding” be like?
Hi there, Absent Friend! Great to see you answered my question! I am doing just fine, got a lot of work done, and, well. Just nothing bad. The weather was fabulous, and… that’s it, I guess!

Eye of the Beholder asked:


College Classes For Men:

1. Introduction to Common Household Objects I: The Mop
2. Introduction to Common Household Objects II: The Sponge
3. Dressing Up: Beyond the Funeral and the Wedding
4. Refrigerator Forensics: Identifying and Removing the Dead
5. Design Pattern or Splatter Stain on the Linoleum?: You CAN Tell the Difference!
6. If It’s Empty, You Can Throw It Away: Accepting Loss I
7. If the Milk Expired Three Weeks Ago, Keeping It In the Refrigerator Won’t Bring It Back: Accepting Loss II
8. Going to the Supermarket: It’s Not Just for Women Anymore!
9. Recycling Skills I: Boxes that the Electronics Came In
10. Recycling Skills II: Styrofoam that Came in the Boxes that the Electronics Came In
11. Bathroom Etiquette I: How to Remove Beard Clippings from the Sink
12. Bathroom Etiquette II: Let’s Wash Those Towels!
13. Bathroom Etiquette III: Five Easy Ways to Tell When You’re About to Run Out of Toilet Paper!
14. Giving Back to the Community: How to Donate 15-Year-Old Levis to the Goodwill
15. Retro? Or Just Hideous?: Re-examining Your 1970s Polyester Shirts
16. No, The Dishes Won’t Wash Themselves: Knowing the 4 Limitations of Your Kitchenware
17. Romance: More Than a Cable Channel!
18. Strange But True!: She Really May NOT Care What “Fourth Down and Ten” Means
19. Going Out to Dinner: Beyond the Pizza Hut
20. Expand Your Entertainment Options: Renting Movies That Don’t Fall Under the “Action/Adventure” Category or selecting movies that don’t star John Wayne on television
21. Yours, Mine, and Ours: Sharing the Remote
22. “I Could Have Played a Better Game Than That!”: Why Women Laugh
23. Adventures in Housekeeping I: Let’s Clean the Closet
24. Adventures in Housekeeping II: Let’s Clean Under the Bed
25. “I Don’t Know”: Be the First Man to Say It!
26. The Gas Gauge in Your Car: Sometimes Empty MEANS Empty
27. Directions: It’s Okay to Ask for Them
28. Listening: It’s Not Just Something You Do During Halftime
29. Accepting Your Limitations: Just Because You Have Power Tools Doesn’t Mean You Can Fix It

~¤Funshine¤~ asked:


I’m having nightmares about specific details of my wedding that will go wrong (dresses not fitting, decorations looking terrible, my family doing something embarrassing like yelling out “Don’t touch my kid”, or showing up in inappropriate clothing **stripper by profession**…etc.

So I’ve been using these nightmares as a guide of things to avoid and to plan around. Is this crazy or should more people do this?
Sadly and bride-to-bed knows that wedding planning and nightmares about such planning won’t just go away for a few days because I want it too.

Jem asked:


Recently hes changed so much since we started seeing each other. We’ve been engaged for 2 years now but hes starting putting work before his family and its really getting to me. We had plans for this evening and hes decided to stay late at work because they had a job that needed doing – but there are 4 people in his department and he started early for them this morning too. When i said I was upset about it this is what I got back from him:
“I’m well aware of that and I’m also well aware of what it takes to get the job done something which you’re not.
It’s part of being professional, you don’t just tools down at stop time because that’s your contracted hours, you get the job done and claim overtime back!
If you don’t like it then it’s tough because it’s what I do….”

Which is totally unfair as we work in the same building and he knows that I am here a long time after my shift has finished sorting out other bots that need doing – i’ll come in early if necessary – the only difference is that if we have made plans I don’t let anything get in the way of them.

I just don’t know what to do as I feel like his work is more important to him than our relationship. I was so happy over the weekend as I’d been for my wedding dress fitting and all but now i’m upset because he’s just not interested any more.

What can I do to show him how I feel without him getting all up in my face about it, or where should I go from here?
ps sorry about the long question!

ANMeCUM asked:


I’m looking for a tool to help button up the back of my wedding dress. The entire back is made of small little buttons and it will take an hour to do everyone by hand. Does anyone know of a little tool that will help my mother and bridesmaides get me in my dress??

jack asked:


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Ok here’s a story ill contribute. the concept i read a long time ago but since i have a thing
for navels i will make the entire story based around it…

a lady needed to buy a dress for her sister’s wedding so she went to a tailor’s shop to get
a dress made. she entered the shop seeing only men working there. the
man behind the counter was handsome but had a slightly mischievous look about him.
the man, raj, observed the lady who was fair with a light tan on her face, but her chest area
was very fair. she was wearing a buttoned up shirt and jeans. she looked about 22 and had
big lips and an innocent smile.

“i need to get a dress made for my sister’s wedding.”
“sure, but first we need to take ur measurements,” said the man.
“okay,” she said, looking around to see if there were any women workers around to do this
task. but there were none.

raj lead her to a large cubicle that had glass mirrors on all 3 walls. his young helper was holding
tools and measuring tape for him.
“so…you’re going to take my measurements?” she asked.
“yes. actually one of our female workers is away for the weekend so for now i have to look
after our female customers too.” raj was telling the truth, but his expression was telling a lie;
he very much anticipated this opportunity and was very happy.
“hmm alright,” said the lady, looking around once more.

raj took the measuring tape and clipboard and entered the cubicle. he then shut the door.
sarah bit her lip, thinking this was not an appropriate situation to be in. a man was about
to take her measurements in a closed cubicle!!

raj took the tape and put it around sarah’s waist. sarah was slim but she had a wide
waist and had love handles that were aching to be squeezed. although she was slim,
her tummy had some fat deposits, as did her arms. raj at first did nothing to lift up or unbutton
her shirt for better measuring. he slid his hands (with the tape measure) around her waist and
felt her soft chubby waist area. as he did so he pressed his fingers into her waist; she was so
soft that his fingers seemed to melt into her skin. raj was getting turned on, while sarah was
looking down at her belly seeing how he was measuring her.

“ur shirt is very thick so i might be getting the wrong measurements,” raj said calmly.
“i think so too. ill unbutton a bit,” said sarah, innocently thinking he was being professional.
she unbuttoned the bottom 3 buttons of her shirt, the upper ones holding her soft, rounded
breasts. now raj could slightly see her navel but didnt try to move her shirt aside. he took the tape
and repeated the process. as he slid his hands across her waist, he could now feel the heavenly
softness of her skin. as his hands reached her front, his fingers slid across her navel, but never
explored its depths.

but raj thought better of it. he started small talk with her, asking her name, job, etc. etc. and as he
did so he measured her waist for the 3rd time, this time as he reached her navel area he put his
index finger inside, hoping she wouldnt notice. it went in almost to the first line, surprising
raj about how deep it was. and while they were talking he didnt take his finger out. she didnt seem
to notice. he moved his finger around, being very careful not to poke her navel deeply in case she
noticed. his finger explored the upper ridge, and the sides. the bottom of her navel smoothed
out beautifully onto her belly. putting it in slightly deeper at, he noticed that the end of her navel had
skin that converged, making raj think he could get his finger in even deeper inside the closed up area.
he had to find out.

there was a chair and he sat on it. once again, he took the tape and measured her waist. this time
sarah looked quizzical.
“your measuring it again?”
“yes. here we take accurate measurements, taking into account a tight fit and a loose fit. therefore
i need to take mutiple measurements to ensure that your dress doesnt become tight or too loose, but
just the right fit.”
this time, raj got to see dead straight into her navel. it was deep, and he predicted correctly: it would
go deeper if he dug inside. he wondered how deep it would go after that. as he took his fingers across
her belly, he put his finger in her navel and poked it this time. sarah looked down at him and wondered
why he put his finger in her navel. she was completely unfamiliar with navel attraction and had no idea
how erotic and sexy her own navel was.

raj wanted to save her navel for later. now he moved on to her upper parts. he stood up and enclosed the
tape around her breasts. they seemed like they wanted to pop out under the pressure of her tight buttoned
shirt. as he measured his fingers outlined the edges of her boobs, feeling that they wanted some air. this
time he didnt even ask. he started unbuttoning her top buttons. she looked up at him but im

Katrina asked:


Five years old, I fell on a very sharp tool and hurt my knee,I was rushed to the hospital immediately.This was the most painful accident that had happened to me.
At six years old,I went to live with my dad,away from my family in the States for about 1/2 years.
Ten years old,I was developing into a teenage adult.I made my first communion.It was very stimulating with my dad taking photos of me.
At thirteen to fourteen years,I became very popular in my community and in my school.I was admired by the principal,teachers and schoolmates.In primary school,there was an activity to dress as your favourite fairy tale. It was the most electrifying and thrilling moment of my life.I chose to dress as Cinderalla.My dad had brought me a speacial dress which looked like a wedding dress,with lots of sparkling and gleamin studs with tiny diamond stones.I also had a pair of
shoes that looked like a glass shoe.On that day I wa called “Princess” or “Cinderalla”.

I love my ring asked:


I can only describe it because I can’t find a picture or style # I know it is from the 2001 or 2002 collection. I am wracking my brain and the internet to try and find it.

It is a strapless dress with a sweetheart neckline, with pink and red roses and green vines embroidered throughout bustle and it has a cathedral length tool train that has silk flowers on the back. it is soo beautiful. I just like to look at it. if anybody can provide a picture for me or a style # it would be much appreciated.

Little Princess asked:


where can i find a sweetheart neckline, off the shoulder sleeve (left only), leopard print sash with beading on and/or lining the bust, flowing dress mermaid with tool, flowers and a long train