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Quote by Liz
Okey dokey...
Brown sauce is a savoury condiment popular in the UK. It's made from ingredients like tomatoes, molasses, spices, and vinegar. It's got a spicy and tangy taste kinda similar to Worcestershire sauce.
It's particularly good on English breakfast items like bacon and sausages.
The most popular brand is 'HP' which is short for Houses of Parliament.
this is why we kicked you out of america and started our own country.
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Quote by Magical_felix
Any thread where a moderator acts like an asshole then gets called one, which then prompts them to explain how they are just normal people too, then other members pile on, then other moderators make lame inside jokes thinking they are actually funny, which makes the regular members more annoyed because no one can ever admit when they are wrong and it's especially annoying coming from moderators because most members think they can't say anything back to the moderators because the moderators joke about suspensions and bans all the time.
I have noticed the moderators acting like assholes and the subsequent flood of dismissive nonsense from the other moderators leads to arguments over the stupidest things on lush.
It's fine to be an asshole... It's when people, not just the moderators, try to act like they weren't just being an asshole that leads to the biggest arguments.
Maybe story verifiers should have their avatars say story verifier and not moderator. Then people won't think "oh shit I better not say anything back to this mod that can suspend me".
*suspends you for a week*
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Quote by IMPÜRETHOUGHTS
I missed out on dope threads and users.
That's what get for not joining when I turned 18yrs young but joined when I was 22yrs young.
I definitely know I missed more but goodness me, hearing you all reminisce makes me laugh in pure joy.
Plus, I'm an asshole so I'll laugh at all.
i'm sure that there will be plenty more in the future - no worries.
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Where I grew up. Oakland CA. the memories and the people. it was close to the ocean, to the redwoods, and to the snow. also, it made me tough enough to survive.
Where I live now. Seattle. WA. This is where my wife grew up. i love it because she does. also, it's a beautiful city.
Where I live now. Seattle. WA. This is where my wife grew up. i love it because she does. also, it's a beautiful city.
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Quote by Osman
Guns definitely have been the most divisive.
Years ago, I recall religion being a pretty hot topic.
Now though, everything is Trump-esque.
But guns is a surefire way to get a lot of responses. When you have a small number of people that hold an inward looking, pseudo-religious view that is viewed as ridiculous by the rest of the modern world you are bound to get some blowback.
We haven't had a lot of gun threads lately? Maybe that's because Trump is so great at Law and Order and under his watch mass shootings don't occur?
maybe you should start a new one just to give us some variety to hate each other over lol
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Quote by Magical_felix
Also the one where, I won't say the name to protect the identity of the member, but it rhymes with stinkit... The thread where stnkit was called the human equivalent of a used tampon and threats were made in retaliation. Contacting the supreme court to acquire a subpoena to gain the identity of the used tampon name caller was mentioned.
That was also very tense.
ok, that's about enough out of you, lest i bring up some of your less than stellar moments.
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Oakland, CA.
This one’s for you Xuani. My sister. Love and respect, wherever you are.
Trump recently called it a hell hole. Fuck you. Fuck you. You who grew up with everything you needed or didn’t need or wanted. I have the right to call it a hell hole. You? You say ‘Oakland’ with respect or you back down and keep your mouth shut, motherfucker.
It’s part of you. It’s in your blood. No matter how far you travel, you’re from Oakland, and you say it with pride. This bitch is from Oaktown, baby. Imperfectly forged. I wear the scars like warpaint. Oakland’s not a place, it’s so much more. A lover. One who comforts you and wraps you in its arms and sings you to sleep, its voice drowning out the sirens and the screeching wheels and the occasional gunshot. One who hurts you one day and heals you the next. One who raised me to be hard when I needed to be and reminded me to love when I didn’t.
For me, it’s the people. The ones who always have your back. All they need to know is your face and you’re family. You need a place to crash? Got room. Not really, but yeah, we’ll make room. And a place at the table. Long as you need. No questions. Need enough for the bus or gas? Yeah, here. Pass it forward, and you did when you could. You live on the same block, the same hood? Didn’t matter if you were black, brown, Asian, or white. You belonged and you watched out for everybody and they watched out for you.
I have so many memories. Good. Bad. Ugly. I treasure them all. Treasure the family that I had, some of them blood, some of them borrowed. Adopted. some of them that I didn’t even know their given names, same as some of them didn’t know mine. I was ‘Blondie’, you know? That was enough. And yeah, all of them beautiful memories, embers that burn deep inside, that will continue to burn as long as I do. Not all of them made it. I buried a lot of friends. Or watched them fall. Some of them did, though, and it’s fucking good to know they’re still out there and that, as long as they are, I could just drop in and it would be like no time has passed. Some days I don’t think about it much and some days I do… like all the times I fell in love and all the times my heart was broken – too many to count, maybe, but I did. Oakland never did, though. Never broke my heart. I live in Seattle now. Have for a long time, but I’m from Oakland. That’s home.
Probably more than you wanted, but you asked. Loud and proud, baby.
this is my hood...
This one’s for you Xuani. My sister. Love and respect, wherever you are.
Trump recently called it a hell hole. Fuck you. Fuck you. You who grew up with everything you needed or didn’t need or wanted. I have the right to call it a hell hole. You? You say ‘Oakland’ with respect or you back down and keep your mouth shut, motherfucker.
It’s part of you. It’s in your blood. No matter how far you travel, you’re from Oakland, and you say it with pride. This bitch is from Oaktown, baby. Imperfectly forged. I wear the scars like warpaint. Oakland’s not a place, it’s so much more. A lover. One who comforts you and wraps you in its arms and sings you to sleep, its voice drowning out the sirens and the screeching wheels and the occasional gunshot. One who hurts you one day and heals you the next. One who raised me to be hard when I needed to be and reminded me to love when I didn’t.
For me, it’s the people. The ones who always have your back. All they need to know is your face and you’re family. You need a place to crash? Got room. Not really, but yeah, we’ll make room. And a place at the table. Long as you need. No questions. Need enough for the bus or gas? Yeah, here. Pass it forward, and you did when you could. You live on the same block, the same hood? Didn’t matter if you were black, brown, Asian, or white. You belonged and you watched out for everybody and they watched out for you.
I have so many memories. Good. Bad. Ugly. I treasure them all. Treasure the family that I had, some of them blood, some of them borrowed. Adopted. some of them that I didn’t even know their given names, same as some of them didn’t know mine. I was ‘Blondie’, you know? That was enough. And yeah, all of them beautiful memories, embers that burn deep inside, that will continue to burn as long as I do. Not all of them made it. I buried a lot of friends. Or watched them fall. Some of them did, though, and it’s fucking good to know they’re still out there and that, as long as they are, I could just drop in and it would be like no time has passed. Some days I don’t think about it much and some days I do… like all the times I fell in love and all the times my heart was broken – too many to count, maybe, but I did. Oakland never did, though. Never broke my heart. I live in Seattle now. Have for a long time, but I’m from Oakland. That’s home.
Probably more than you wanted, but you asked. Loud and proud, baby.
this is my hood...
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Quote by LYFBUZ
I start by placing cucumber over the eyes and use a Deep Sea mud mask to exfoliate. This is followed by a very light facial washing with organic home made oatmeal/shea butter soap. I follow with a deep moisturizer under the eyes with HLA and Vitamin C then complete moisturizing with a human version of cow udder cream. As a final touch I spritz myself with superfine gold dust, its expensive as hell but I'm fucking worth it!
he got that from an online cosmo article. what really happens is i rub my pussy all over his face.
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Quote by NicolasBelvoir
Yes I noticed the same, couldn't get in earlier today, with a timeout error. Seems OK now though.
sorry, guys. i think Liz was recharging her vibrators on the same outlet the server was plugged into. I'm sure it won't happen again (that said, that's like the third time she's done this!).
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Quote by StephanieHall
Thank you both for the advice. We have talked a lot about it the last couple days and I know and an comfortable with the second guy, and it is something that I have fantasized about but I guess having the opportunity to actually do it is a bit daunting. I think I will do it and we are planning on tomorrow night as everyone will have time off work. Yes, I want to do it. I'm not being pressured. It's just something new and exciting and I tend to get anxious.
cool. i hope you guys have a great time.
feel free to let us know how it goes, but only if you want.