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Borrowed: omgcheckplease: ★ Notes on Year 4, Comic 26 - Check, Please ★In the summer of 2013, I was fully mourning my completed time as an undergraduate at Yale. One of the college’s traditional songs—which they strategically have students sing during their first weeks as Yalies and then again at the moment we’re conferred our degrees—goes like this:Bright College years, with pleasure rife,The shortest, gladdest years of life;How swiftly are ye gliding by!Oh, why doth time so quickly fly?Et cetera. The first time you sing it, you mumble the words and don’t know a single person around you. The last time you sing it, wearing the mortarboard and gown, you’ve got the lyrics memorized and you’re surrounded by some of the most important people in your life.That summer, with “How bright will seem, through mem’ry’s haze/ Those happy, golden, bygone days!” still ringing in my ears, I started CHECK, PLEASE. The comic’s first panels emerged on an ancient laptop, through a borrowed bamboo tablet, and on a free drawing program called gnu-IMPShop. I had no plan. I wanted to explore my newfound fascination with hockey and share silly cartoons on Tumblr. But unconsciously, I also wanted to pour the nostalgia of those bright college years into the Haus, Faber, Samwell, and Bitty’s story. I wanted to bottle up those moments where we grow and change and fall down and pick ourselves back up. Drawing CHECK, PLEASE was how I revisited those experiences and how I sifted through the bittersweet feeling of concluding something I loved. Perhaps this is why finishing CHECK, PLEASE calls back those same emotions. Just as Bitty would bake affection into a pie, I might have encoded into CHECK, PLEASE the heartfelt fondness I had for my time in college, the love of the friends I made there, and the gratitude I have for my own growth.I have always found it easier to express gratitude face to face. And even though I would not have gotten to meet all of you, the greatest downside of being unable to participate in a book tour is that I can’t say thanks in person. I could write a thousand words, yet they couldn’t replace a high five at a bookstore signing or a handshake at a convention. I could write the blog post to end all blog posts, but it’s not the same as yelling with you about an episode or chatting about a fandom we both happen be in. For me, it’s those moments that somehow equate to my abundant appreciation for you, the reader.I look forward to the day when I can let my actions speak louder than my words!In the meantime: thank you. I am incredibly blessed to get to create a story and then share it. This is all I want to do in life. These characters get to have a readership overflowing with love and enthusiasm for them. This comic, somehow, has found ambassadors. This story gets to be told. Thank you! I’m excited to share with you the unusual, fun, and hopeful narratives I’m working hard to develop.So with that, I’ll sign off on the last blog post! Thank you for reading this comic. Thank you for sharing it with friends. Thank you for caring about Bitty’s story and CHECK, PLEASE.Thank you!John J. Johnson.Just kidding, it’s Ngozi. :^) Tee hee. Bye now!
Borrowed: omgcheckplease:

★ Notes on Year 4, Comic 26 - Check, Please ★In the summer of 2013, I was fully mourning my completed time as an undergraduate at Yale. One of the college’s traditional songs—which they strategically have students sing during their first weeks as Yalies and then again at the moment we’re conferred our degrees—goes like this:Bright College years, with pleasure rife,The shortest, gladdest years of life;How swiftly are ye gliding by!Oh, why doth time so quickly fly?Et cetera. The first time you sing it, you mumble the words and don’t know a single person around you. The last time you sing it, wearing the mortarboard and gown, you’ve got the lyrics memorized and you’re surrounded by some of the most important people in your life.That summer, with “How bright will seem, through mem’ry’s haze/ Those happy, golden, bygone days!” still ringing in my ears, I started CHECK, PLEASE. The comic’s first panels emerged on an ancient laptop, through a borrowed bamboo tablet, and on a free drawing program called gnu-IMPShop. I had no plan. I wanted to explore my newfound fascination with hockey and share silly cartoons on Tumblr. But unconsciously, I also wanted to pour the nostalgia of those bright college years into the Haus, Faber, Samwell, and Bitty’s story. I wanted to bottle up those moments where we grow and change and fall down and pick ourselves back up. Drawing CHECK, PLEASE was how I revisited those experiences and how I sifted through the bittersweet feeling of concluding something I loved. Perhaps this is why finishing CHECK, PLEASE calls back those same emotions. Just as Bitty would bake affection into a pie, I might have encoded into CHECK, PLEASE the heartfelt fondness I had for my time in college, the love of the friends I made there, and the gratitude I have for my own growth.I have always found it easier to express gratitude face to face. And even though I would not have gotten to meet all of you, the greatest downside of being unable to participate in a book tour is that I can’t say thanks in person. I could write a thousand words, yet they couldn’t replace a high five at a bookstore signing or a handshake at a convention. I could write the blog post to end all blog posts, but it’s not the same as yelling with you about an episode or chatting about a fandom we both happen be in. For me, it’s those moments that somehow equate to my abundant appreciation for you, the reader.I look forward to the day when I can let my actions speak louder than my words!In the meantime: thank you. I am incredibly blessed to get to create a story and then share it. This is all I want to do in life. These characters get to have a readership overflowing with love and enthusiasm for them. This comic, somehow, has found ambassadors. This story gets to be told. Thank you! I’m excited to share with you the unusual, fun, and hopeful narratives I’m working hard to develop.So with that, I’ll sign off on the last blog post! Thank you for reading this comic. Thank you for sharing it with friends. Thank you for caring about Bitty’s story and CHECK, PLEASE.Thank you!John J. Johnson.Just kidding, it’s Ngozi. :^) Tee hee. Bye now!

omgcheckplease: ★ Notes on Year 4, Comic 26 - Check, Please ★In the summer of 2013, I was fully mourning my completed time as an undergr...

Borrowed: themauveroom: distractedbyshinyobjects: mewjounouchi: khoshekh-yourself: catsuitmonarchy: optimysticals: vancity604778kid: ultrafacts: Source Click HERE to Follow the Ultrafacts Blog! ALICE ROOSEVELT WAS HARDCORE. “She was known as a rule-breaker in an era when women were under great pressure to conform. The American public noticed many of her exploits. She smoked cigarettes in public, swore at officials, rode in cars with men, stayed out late partying, kept a pet snake named Emily Spinach (Emily as in her spinster aunt and Spinach for its green color) in the White House, and was seen placing bets with a bookie.  So what I’m reading here is, she was a Roosevelt? Well I have a new hero. Her whole wikipedia article is gold “When her father was governor of New York, he and his wife proposed that Alice attend a conservative school for girls in New York City. Pulling out all the stops, Alice wrote, ‘If you send me I will humiliate you. I will do something that will shame you. I tell you I will.’” “Her father took office in 1901 following the assassination of President William McKinley, Jr. in Buffalo (an event that she greeted with “sheer rapture.”)“ “During the cruise to Japan, Alice jumped into the ship’s pool fully clothed, and coaxed a congressman to join her in the water. (Years later Bobby Kennedy would chide her about the incident, saying it was outrageous for the time, to which the by-then-octogenarian Alice replied that it would only have been outrageous had she removed her clothes.” “She was dressed in a blue wedding dress and dramatically cut the wedding cake with a sword (borrowed from a military aide attending the reception)” “When it came time for the Roosevelt family to move out of the White House, Alice buried a Voodoo doll of the new First Lady, Nellie Taft, in the front yard.” “Later, the Taft White House banned her from her former residence—the first but not the last administration to do so. During Woodrow Wilson’s administration (from which she was banned in 1916 for a bawdy joke at Wilson’s expense)…” “As an example of her attitudes on race, in 1965 her African-American chauffeur and one of her best friends, Turner, was driving Alice to an appointment. During the trip, he pulled out in front of a taxi, and the driver got out and demanded to know of him, “What do you think you’re doing, you black bastard?” Turner took the insult calmly, but Alice did not and told the taxi driver, “He’s taking me to my destination, you white son of a bitch!” “To Senator Joseph McCarthy, who had jokingly remarked at a party “Here’s my blind date. I am going to call you Alice”, she sarcastically said “Senator McCarthy, you are not going to call me Alice. The trashman and the policeman on my block call me Alice, but you may not.” I love this woman. WOMEN WHO NEED FUCKEN MOVIES. This is Alice as an older lady. The pillow says “If you can’t say something good about someone, sit right here by me.”  She is my absolute favorite. 
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distractedbyshinyobjects:

mewjounouchi:

khoshekh-yourself:

catsuitmonarchy:

optimysticals:

vancity604778kid:

ultrafacts:




Source Click HERE to Follow the Ultrafacts Blog!




ALICE ROOSEVELT WAS HARDCORE. “She was known as a rule-breaker in an era when women were under great pressure to conform. The American public noticed many of her exploits. She smoked cigarettes in public, swore at officials, rode in cars with men, stayed out late partying, kept a pet snake named Emily Spinach (Emily as in her spinster aunt and Spinach for its green color) in the White House, and was seen placing bets with a bookie. 


So what I’m reading here is, she was a Roosevelt?

Well I have a new hero.

Her whole wikipedia article is gold
“When her father was governor of New York, he and his wife proposed that Alice attend a conservative school for girls in New York City. Pulling out all the stops, Alice wrote, ‘If you send me I will humiliate you. I will do something that will shame you. I tell you I will.’”
“Her father took office in 1901 following the assassination of President William McKinley, Jr. in Buffalo (an event that she greeted with “sheer rapture.”)“
“During the cruise to Japan, Alice jumped into the ship’s pool fully clothed, and coaxed a congressman to join her in the water. (Years later Bobby Kennedy would chide her about the incident, saying it was outrageous for the time, to which the by-then-octogenarian Alice replied that it would only have been outrageous had she removed her clothes.”
“She was dressed in a blue wedding dress and dramatically cut the wedding cake with a sword (borrowed from a military aide attending the reception)”
“When it came time for the Roosevelt family to move out of the White House, Alice buried a Voodoo doll of the new First Lady, Nellie Taft, in the front yard.”
“Later, the Taft White House banned her from her former residence—the first but not the last administration to do so. During Woodrow Wilson’s administration (from which she was banned in 1916 for a bawdy joke at Wilson’s expense)…”
“As an example of her attitudes on race, in 1965 her African-American chauffeur and one of her best friends, Turner, was driving Alice to an appointment. During the trip, he pulled out in front of a taxi, and the driver got out and demanded to know of him, “What do you think you’re doing, you black bastard?” Turner took the insult calmly, but Alice did not and told the taxi driver, “He’s taking me to my destination, you white son of a bitch!”
“To Senator Joseph McCarthy, who had jokingly remarked at a party “Here’s my blind date. I am going to call you Alice”, she sarcastically said “Senator McCarthy, you are not going to call me Alice. The trashman and the policeman on my block call me Alice, but you may not.”

I love this woman.

WOMEN WHO NEED FUCKEN MOVIES.


This is Alice as an older lady. The pillow says “If you can’t say something good about someone, sit right here by me.” 
She is my absolute favorite. 

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Borrowed: My friend dated this girl 3 years ago and borrowed his bike he never got it back so I was trying to be nice and get it back, until it escalated quickly..
Borrowed: My friend dated this girl 3 years ago and borrowed his bike he never got it back so I was trying to be nice and get it back, until it escalated quickly..

My friend dated this girl 3 years ago and borrowed his bike he never got it back so I was trying to be nice and get it back, until it esc...

Borrowed: doggos-with-jobs: Good boys lined up to help scared kiddos at the dentist (photo borrowed from one of my dental school classmates)
Borrowed: doggos-with-jobs:

Good boys lined up to help scared kiddos at the dentist (photo borrowed from one of my dental school classmates)

doggos-with-jobs: Good boys lined up to help scared kiddos at the dentist (photo borrowed from one of my dental school classmates)

Borrowed: Japanese Tea Party Article from thegalagals Read it Throw a fun Japanese lea Party for that special little gal! arcaninja: c-bassmeow: dilfweed: jennaavh: madmints: takesabeating: cheshireinthemiddle: ginzers: spoopy-roxxi: ginzers: spoopy-roxxi: ginzers: Teach children that this is not ok Teach children that there’s nothing wrong with this I’m really not understanding why you think cultural appropriation would be ok, unless you are assuming that the girl in the picture is part Japanese. Yellow face yet she’s using white makeup in the traditional style but okay. Cultural appropriation isn’t a thing, hon. ☺️ Cultures should be shared by all means. I disagree. The makeup is clearly reflective of traditional Geisha makeup which is yellowface and therefore racist. Furthermore, the girl is wearing a kimono, a garment that has for ages carried cultural significance. Assuming that she is white how can you think this is ok? And cultural appropriation isn’t a thing? What rock do you live under? I suggest you educate yourself on the differences between cultural appreciation and cultural appropriation. I am japanese, in japan at this very moment. The only people who think culture shouldnt be shared are racists like you. A vast majority of Japanese people actually enjoy other people making an effort to spread and enjoy japanese culture, and encourage it. Many make businesses in deliberately taking pictures of people in kimono. A common omiage (gift) for foreigners from japanese people is traditional japanese things such as kimonos, tea seats, shisa dog statues, ect. And to top it off, basically 80 percent of japanese customs, traditions, and food, came from other countries. Japanese is an integration of different cultures, like america. Japan takes influences from places like korea, china, russia, and europe. If japan stuck to itself, there would be no tempura, japanese tea, tea ceremonies, kabuki, japanese bread, japanese curry, j- pop, anime, cars, or modern fishing techniques. The picture is not “yellow face” they are not making fun of asians. In fact, it looks like they put extra care and research into their work. The only reason that you have a problem with this is because that little girl is white and you know that it is acceptable on tumblr to crap all over white people. The only racist here is you. Rekt b t f o Dang she got shut down. Damn I’ve never hit reblog so fast in my entire fucking life Tumblr is so inconsistent like … Make up your mind. Is culture some strict thing that must be barricaded and no one can share or even be interested in it if you’re an outsider or is it some amorphous thing that anyone can be part of ? Like y'all be giving me mixed messages. Or is the truth somewhere in the middle like make up your minds half the posts are people shitting on people who do what the OP pic and the other half of the posts are people defending it. Like wtf In my opinion, I wouldn’t wear a culture’s traditional clothes unless I asked someone of that culture if it was okay or I was invited to do so. Each culture/religion has different sensitivity and openness for foreigners to appreciate their culture/religion by wearing their clothes that are unique to them. Pretty much if you don’t know, research & ask for their consent! im not saying youre 100% wrong but theres still tons of logical problems with what you just said. one person of a culture doesn’t represent an entire culture. This is a huge problem with tumblr IMO. I am a latino but i do not represent latinos. also within the latino community there are hundreds of communities and within those hundreds more. this notion that one or even ten or even one thousand people can represent a community is ….. yeah not always correct. also how can you generalize the sensitivity of a culture? also, what if one person of that culture says “yeah no problem please wear this” and another person of the same culture says “absolutely not” like who wins in this situation. i have no stance on this issue cus i think cultural appropriation on tumblr is ill defined and the logic is never consistent. I PERSONALLY have no need to dress in another cultures garb but at the same time the harmfulness of doing this is so subjective and on a case by case basis that its confusing. i see tons of posts where people are completely bashed for doing that and then this post is saying it’s okay because japanese culture is really many cultures in one …. well most cultures fall under this category if not all. culture isnt static and cultures have always borrowed from older cultures thats how culture works it doesn’t exist in a vacuum …. idk people’s reasoning here needs some work,   to be clear im not defending the costume or shitting on it i just need some answers cus yall are so inconsistent 
Borrowed: Japanese Tea Party
 Article from
 thegalagals
 Read it
 Throw a fun Japanese lea Party for
 that special little gal!
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ginzers:

spoopy-roxxi:

ginzers:

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Teach children that this is not ok

Teach children that there’s nothing wrong with this

I’m really not understanding why you think cultural appropriation would be ok, unless you are assuming that the girl in the picture is part Japanese.

Yellow face yet she’s using white makeup in the traditional style but okay.
Cultural appropriation isn’t a thing, hon. ☺️ Cultures should be shared by all means.

I disagree. The makeup is clearly reflective of traditional Geisha makeup which is yellowface and therefore racist. Furthermore, the girl is wearing a kimono, a garment that has for ages carried cultural significance. Assuming that she is white how can you think this is ok? And cultural appropriation isn’t a thing? What rock do you live under? I suggest you educate yourself on the differences between cultural appreciation and cultural appropriation.

I am japanese, in japan at this very moment. The only people who think culture shouldnt be shared are racists like you. 
A vast majority of Japanese people actually enjoy other people making an effort to spread and enjoy japanese culture, and encourage it. Many make businesses in deliberately taking pictures of people in kimono. A common omiage (gift) for foreigners from japanese people is traditional japanese things such as kimonos, tea seats, shisa dog statues, ect. 
And to top it off, basically 80 percent of japanese customs, traditions, and food, came from other countries. Japanese is an integration of different cultures, like america. Japan takes influences from places like korea, china, russia, and europe. If japan stuck to itself, there would be no tempura, japanese tea, tea ceremonies, kabuki, japanese bread, japanese curry, j- pop, anime, cars, or modern fishing techniques. The picture is not “yellow face” they are not making fun of asians. In fact, it looks like they put extra care and research into their work. 
The only reason that you have a problem with this is because that little girl is white and you know that it is acceptable on tumblr to crap all over white people. The only racist here is you.

Rekt

b t f o

Dang she got shut down.

Damn I’ve never hit reblog so fast in my entire fucking life

Tumblr is so inconsistent like … Make up your mind. Is culture some strict thing that must be barricaded and no one can share or even be interested in it if you’re an outsider or is it some amorphous thing that anyone can be part of ? Like y'all be giving me mixed messages. Or is the truth somewhere in the middle like make up your minds half the posts are people shitting on people who do what the OP pic and the other half of the posts are people defending it. Like wtf

In my opinion, I wouldn’t wear a culture’s traditional clothes unless I asked someone of that culture if it was okay or I was invited to do so. Each culture/religion has different sensitivity and openness for foreigners to appreciate their culture/religion by wearing their clothes that are unique to them. Pretty much if you don’t know, research & ask for their consent!


im not saying youre 100% wrong but theres still tons of logical problems with what you just said. one person of a culture doesn’t represent an entire culture. This is a huge problem with tumblr IMO. I am a latino but i do not represent latinos. also within the latino community there are hundreds of communities and within those hundreds more. this notion that one or even ten or even one thousand people can represent a community is ….. yeah not always correct. also how can you generalize the sensitivity of a culture? also, what if one person of that culture says “yeah no problem please wear this” and another person of the same culture says “absolutely not” like who wins in this situation. i have no stance on this issue cus i think cultural appropriation on tumblr is ill defined and the logic is never consistent. I PERSONALLY have no need to dress in another cultures garb but at the same time the harmfulness of doing this is so subjective and on a case by case basis that its confusing. i see tons of posts where people are completely bashed for doing that and then this post is saying it’s okay because japanese culture is really many cultures in one …. well most cultures fall under this category if not all. culture isnt static and cultures have always borrowed from older cultures thats how culture works it doesn’t exist in a vacuum …. idk people’s reasoning here needs some work,   to be clear im not defending the costume or shitting on it i just need some answers cus yall are so inconsistent 

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Borrowed: Woman Admits To Sleeping With Husband's Brother. His Reply Is The Best Thing Ever. Dear Husband: I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you for good. I've been a good woman to you for seven years and I have nothing to show for it. These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that you had quit your job today and that was the last straw. Last week, you came home and didn't notice that I had gotten my hair and nails done, cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new negligee. You came home and ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep after watching the game. You don't tell me you love me anymore, you don't touch me or anything. Either you're cheating or you don't love me anymore, whatever the case is, I'm gone. P.S. If you're trying to find me, don't. Your BROTHER and I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life! > Your EX-Wife *********** ************** Dear Ex-Wife Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true that you and I have been married for seven years, although a good woman is a far cry from what you've been. I watch sports so much to try to drown out your constant nagging. Too bad that doesn't work. I did notice when you cut off all of your hair last week, the first thing that came to mind was "You look just like a man!" My mother raised me to not say anything if you can't say anything nice. When you cooked my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with MY BROTHER, because I stopped eating pork seven years ago. I went to sleep on you when you had on that new negligee because the price tag was still on it. I prayed that it was a coincidence that my brother had just borrowed fifty dollars from me that morning and your negligee was $49.99. After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we could work it out. So when I discovered that I had hit the lotto for ten million dollars, I quit my job and bought us two tickets to Jamaica. But when I got home you were gone. Everything happens for a reason I guess. I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said with your letter that won't get a dime from me. So take care. wr you P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this but Carl, my brother was born Carla. I hope that's not a problem. Signed, srsfunny: Karma Hits You Real Hardhttp://srsfunny.tumblr.com/
Borrowed: Woman Admits To Sleeping With Husband's
 Brother. His Reply Is The Best Thing Ever.
 Dear Husband:
 I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving
 you for good. I've been a good woman to you for
 seven years and I have nothing to show for it. These
 last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell
 me that you had quit your job today and that was the
 last straw.
 Last week, you came home and didn't notice that I
 had gotten my hair and nails done, cooked your
 favorite meal and even wore a brand new negligee.
 You came home and ate in two minutes, and went
 straight to sleep after watching the game. You don't
 tell me you love me anymore, you don't touch me or
 anything. Either you're cheating or you don't love me
 anymore, whatever the case is, I'm gone.
 P.S. If you're trying to find me, don't. Your BROTHER
 and I are moving away to West Virginia together!
 Have a great life! > Your EX-Wife
 ***********
 **************
 Dear Ex-Wife
 Nothing has made my day more than receiving your
 letter. It's true that you and I have been married for
 seven years, although a good woman is a far cry from
 what you've been. I watch sports so much to try to
 drown out your constant nagging. Too bad that
 doesn't work. I did notice when you cut off all of your
 hair last week, the first thing that came to mind was
 "You look just like a man!" My mother raised me to
 not say anything if you can't say anything nice.
 When you cooked my favorite meal, you must have
 gotten me confused with MY BROTHER, because I
 stopped eating pork seven years ago. I went to sleep
 on you when you had on that new negligee because
 the price tag was still on it. I prayed that it was a
 coincidence that my brother had just borrowed fifty
 dollars from me that morning and your negligee was
 $49.99.
 After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we could
 work it out. So when I discovered that I had hit the
 lotto for ten million dollars, I quit my job and bought
 us two tickets to Jamaica.
 But when I got home you were gone. Everything
 happens for a reason I guess.
 I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted.
 My lawyer said with your letter that
 won't get a dime from me. So take care.
 wr
 you
 P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this but Carl, my
 brother was born Carla. I hope that's not a problem.
 Signed,
srsfunny:

Karma Hits You Real Hardhttp://srsfunny.tumblr.com/

srsfunny: Karma Hits You Real Hardhttp://srsfunny.tumblr.com/

Borrowed: Woman Admits To Sleeping With Husband's Brother. His Reply Is The Best Thing Ever. Dear Husband: I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you for good. I've been a good woman to you for seven years and I have nothing to show for it. These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that you had quit your job today and that was the last straw. Last week, you came home and didn't notice that I had gotten my hair and nails done, cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new negligee. You came home and ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep after watching the game. You don't tell me you love me anymore, you don't touch me or anything. Either you're cheating or you don't love me anymore, whatever the case is, I'm gone. P.S. If you're trying to find me, don't. Your BROTHER and I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life! > Your EX-Wife Dear Ex-Wife Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true that you and I have been married for seven years, although a good woman is a far cry from what you've been. I watch sports so much to try to drown out your constant nagging. Too bad that doesn't work. I did notice when you cut off all of your hair last week, the first thing that came to mind was "You look just like a man!" My mother raised me to not say anything if you can't say anything nice. When you cooked my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with MY BROTHER, because I stopped eating pork seven years ago. I went to sleep on you when you had on that new negligee because the price tag was still on it. I prayed that it was a coincidence that my brother had just borrowed fifty dollars from me that morning and your negligee was $49.99. After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we could work it out. So when I discovered that I had hit the lotto for ten million dollars, I quit my job and bought us two tickets to Jamaica. But when I got home you were gone. Everything happens for a reason I guess. I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said with your letter that you wrote, you won't get a dime from me. So take care. P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this but Carl, my brother was born Carla. I hope that's not a problem. Signed, FUNNY STUFF ON MEMEPIX.COM MEMEPIX.COM Karmaomg-humor.tumblr.com
Borrowed: Woman Admits To Sleeping With Husband's
 Brother. His Reply Is The Best Thing Ever.
 Dear Husband:
 I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving
 you for good. I've been a good woman to you for
 seven years and I have nothing to show for it. These
 last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell
 me that you had quit your job today and that was the
 last straw.
 Last week, you came home and didn't notice that I
 had gotten my hair and nails done, cooked your
 favorite meal and even wore a brand new negligee.
 You came home and ate in two minutes, and went
 straight to sleep after watching the game. You don't
 tell me you love me anymore, you don't touch me or
 anything. Either you're cheating or you don't love me
 anymore, whatever the case is, I'm gone.
 P.S. If you're trying to find me, don't. Your BROTHER
 and I are moving away to West Virginia together!
 Have a great life! > Your EX-Wife
 Dear Ex-Wife
 Nothing has made my day more than receiving your
 letter. It's true that you and I have been married for
 seven years, although a good woman is a far cry from
 what you've been. I watch sports so much to try to
 drown out your constant nagging. Too bad that
 doesn't work. I did notice when you cut off all of your
 hair last week, the first thing that came to mind was
 "You look just like a man!" My mother raised me to
 not say anything if you can't say anything nice.
 When you cooked my favorite meal, you must have
 gotten me confused with MY BROTHER, because I
 stopped eating pork seven years ago. I went to sleep
 on you when you had on that new negligee because
 the price tag was still on it. I prayed that it was a
 coincidence that my brother had just borrowed fifty
 dollars from me that morning and your negligee was
 $49.99.
 After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we could
 work it out. So when I discovered that I had hit the
 lotto for ten million dollars, I quit my job and bought
 us two tickets to Jamaica.
 But when I got home you were gone. Everything
 happens for a reason I guess.
 I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted.
 My lawyer said with your letter that you wrote, you
 won't get a dime from me. So take care.
 P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this but Carl, my
 brother was born Carla. I hope that's not a problem.
 Signed,
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 was quoled ss havine
 his men hadd been
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 RMI50 deht
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 borrowed the m
 brothers (his n
 weeks ago.
 The two the
 house at Lai
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 repayment, wh
 Paramedics inspecting the body. (Imet) The exploded device found at the scene
 E-cigarette explodes,
 killing smoker
 Late
 gave
 guard
 hom
 His
 the h
 By Abang ismall
 break as Lau was waiting for
 customers for his chartered van.
 It is believed that the battery of
 the e-cigarette exploded, taking
 into account that it popped
 out from the device during the
 explosion.
 The force of the explosion struck
 Lau in the chest, causing him to
 collapse.
 The friend, who was shocked,
 said he tried to help Lau and
 discovered a hole with burnt
 marks on Lau's chest.
 He said Lau did not die instantly
 as his eyes were wide open when
 his name was called out.
 However, he believed that Lau
 must have passed out before his
 demise.
 Startled members of the public
 at the market offered help by
 calling up an ambulance from
 Bintulu Hospital, as well as police
 who rushed to the scene.
 When paramedics arrived, they
 pronounced Lau dead
 However the root cause of Lau's
 death was still being investigated,
 pending a post-mortem.
 BINTULU: Smoking definitely
 kills, as a 53-year-old van driver
 died from an explosion after
 his electronic cigarette (e-
 cigarette) device suddenly blew
 up at Bintulu Tamu (Market)
 yesterday.
 The victim, who was only
 identified only as 'Lau' (at
 time), was walking with a friend
 to a coffee shop when the freak
 incident happened.
 They were heading for a coffee
 DSP Yeoh
 "Loose stones on ro
 A retired General droppe
 Operation Force personnel was carryin
 hurt while his niece in the front Baram
 passenger seat was rushed todrerturu
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 Miri Hospital after the car hé
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 an amb
 in the opposite lane.
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Borrowed: Hould you like to save your progress? YES GEORGE R.R. MARIIN "She has had her blood. She is old en khal," llyrio told him, not for the firt t her. That silver-gold hair, those purple ey the blood of old Valyria, no doubt, no d highborn, daughter of the old king sistet t cannot fail to entrance our Drogo." When he hand, Daenerys found herself trembline "1 suppose," her brother said doubtiully. have queer tastes. Boys, horses, sheep "Best not suggest this to Khal Drogo Anger flashed in her brother's lilac cu me for a fool" The magister bowed slightly, "I take Kings lack the caution of common men. M have given offense." He turned away an hands for his bearers. The streets of Pentos were pitch-dark vi out in llyrio's elaborately carved palanqu vants went ahead to light their way, carr lanterns with panes of pale blue glass, wh strong men hoisted the poles to their sboul warm and close inside behind the curtains smell the stench of Illyrio's pallid flesh throu perfumes. Her brother, sprawled out on his pile never noticed. His mind was away across the "We won't nced his whole khalasar." i ingers toyed with the hilt of his borrowed Dany knew he had never used a sword in thousand, that would be enough, I could swe Kingdoms with ten thousand Dothraki se realm will rise for its rightful king Tynl Darry, Greyjoy, they have no more love ir SIN knowing whuat anyone TOw sca, but she mis mistrusted everyhing ing cagerly, however. SE my brother Rhacgar. prq om pasudoad ou Magister lyrio said. hile playing around his notice. Nodding, he off into the nigcht, and ttle of the Trident once al Drogo sat beside the walls overgrown with thal by the magisters of ree Cities were always is not that we fear these in with a smile. The walls against a million mise omes so cheap! at the gate, the curtains he house guards. He had cyes of a Dothraki, but the spiked bronze cap of over coldly. Magister - in the rough Dothraki in the same voice and yet why take her's hand was clenched rowed sword. He looked kelt. "Insolent eunuch, than 1 do. The Dornishmen burn to aveng Viserys muttered as the palanquin lurched up toward the children. And the smallfolk will be with as manse. for their king " He looked at Illyrio anxxicus Magister lllynio's words were honey, "Many important men will be at the feast tonight. Such men have enemies The khel must protect his guests, yourself chicf among "They are your people, and they k them, Your Grace. No doubt the Usurper would pay well Magister Illyrio said amiably. "In holdiase tealm, men lift secret toasts to your health don't they!" for your head. "Oh, ves" Viserys said darkly. " He has tried, Ilytia, I promise you that. His hired knives follow us everywhere n gainst the srsfunny: An Amazing Bookmark For Gamershttp://srsfunny.tumblr.com/
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 "She has had her blood. She is old en
 khal," llyrio told him, not for the firt t
 her. That silver-gold hair, those purple ey
 the blood of old Valyria, no doubt, no d
 highborn, daughter of the old king sistet t
 cannot fail to entrance our Drogo." When he
 hand, Daenerys found herself trembline
 "1 suppose," her brother said doubtiully.
 have queer tastes. Boys, horses, sheep
 "Best not suggest this to Khal Drogo
 Anger flashed in her brother's lilac cu
 me for a fool"
 The magister bowed slightly, "I take
 Kings lack the caution of common men. M
 have given offense." He turned away an
 hands for his bearers.
 The streets of Pentos were pitch-dark vi
 out in llyrio's elaborately carved palanqu
 vants went ahead to light their way, carr
 lanterns with panes of pale blue glass, wh
 strong men hoisted the poles to their sboul
 warm and close inside behind the curtains
 smell the stench of Illyrio's pallid flesh throu
 perfumes.
 Her brother, sprawled out on his pile
 never noticed. His mind was away across the
 "We won't nced his whole khalasar." i
 ingers toyed with the hilt of his borrowed
 Dany knew he had never used a sword in
 thousand, that would be enough, I could swe
 Kingdoms with ten thousand Dothraki se
 realm will rise for its rightful king Tynl
 Darry, Greyjoy, they have no more love ir
 SIN
 knowing whuat anyone
 TOw sca, but she mis
 mistrusted everyhing
 ing cagerly, however.
 SE
 my brother Rhacgar.
 prq om pasudoad ou
 Magister lyrio said.
 hile playing around his
 notice. Nodding, he
 off into the nigcht, and
 ttle of the Trident once
 al Drogo sat beside the
 walls overgrown with
 thal by the magisters of
 ree Cities were always
 is not that we fear these
 in with a smile. The
 walls against a million
 mise
 omes so cheap!
 at the gate, the curtains
 he house guards. He had
 cyes of a Dothraki, but
 the spiked bronze cap of
 over coldly. Magister -
 in the rough Dothraki
 in the same voice and
 yet why take
 her's hand was clenched
 rowed sword. He looked
 kelt. "Insolent eunuch,
 than 1 do. The Dornishmen burn to aveng Viserys muttered as the palanquin lurched up toward the
 children. And the smallfolk will be with as manse.
 for their king " He looked at Illyrio anxxicus
 Magister lllynio's words were honey, "Many important
 men will be at the feast tonight. Such men have enemies
 The khel must protect his guests, yourself chicf among
 "They are your people, and they k them, Your Grace. No doubt the Usurper would pay well
 Magister Illyrio said amiably. "In holdiase
 tealm, men lift secret toasts to your health
 don't they!"
 for your head.
 "Oh, ves" Viserys said darkly. " He has tried, Ilytia, I
 promise you that. His hired knives follow us everywhere
 n gainst the
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Borrowed: Hould you like sāve your progress? YES CНECK OUT MЕМЕPIХ.COМ MEMEPIX.COM GEORGE R.R. MARIIN "She has had her blood. She is old m khal." Illyrio told him, not for the fien her. That silver-gold hair, those purple e the blood of old Valyria, no doubt, no d highborn, daughter of the old king, sister cannot fail to entrance our Drogo." When h hand, Daenerys found herself trembline "I suppose, " her brother said doubtiully have queer tastes. Boys, horses, sheep "Best not suggest this to Khal Drogo" Anger flashed in her brother's lilac cyes me for a foola The magister bowed slightly. "I take y Kings lack the caution of common men. My have given offense." He turned away an hands for his becarers. The streets of Pentos were pitch dark vi out in lllyrio's elaborately carved palanga vants went ahead to light their way, carr lanterns with panes of pale blue glass, w strong men hoisted the poles to their sboui warn and close inside behind the curtains smell the stench of Illyrio's pallid flesh throu perfumes. Her brother, sprawled out on his pill never noticed, His mind was away across t "We won't need his whole khalasar." V fingers toyed with the hilt of his borrowed Dany knew he had never used a sword in a thousand, that would be enough, I could swe Kingdoms with ten thousand Dothraki se realm will rise for its rightful king Til Darry, Greyjoy, they have no more love r mt than 1 do. The Dornishmen burn to aveng Viserys muttered as the palanquin lurched up towand the children. And the smallfolk will be with us for their king" He looked at Illyrio anzius SIN nowing what anyone row sea, but she mis mistrusted everyıhng ing cagerly, however. he promised, who had my brother Rhargar for what he did to my SE Magister llyrio said. hile playing arund his t notice. Nodding, he off into the night, and ttle of the Trident once al Drogo sat beside the walls overgrown with thal by the magisters of ree Cities wcte always is not that we fear these in with a smile. "The walls against a nillion mise.yet why take desp os siu at the gate, the curtains he house guards. He had deyes of a Dothraki, but the spiked beonze cap of over coldly. Magister I- in the rough Dothraki pur aotoA ars aa u per's hand was clenched rowed sword. He looked Felt. "Insolent cunuch Magister Illyrio's words were honey. "Many important men will he at the feast tonight. Such men have enemies The khal must protect his guests, yourself chicf among "They are your people, and they l them, Your Grace. No doube the Usurper would pay welf Magister llyrio said amiably. "In holdists don't they!" for your head." "Oh, yes" Viscrys said darkly. "He has tried, lyrio, 1 promise you that. His hired knives follow as everywhere realm, men lift secret toasts to your healeh FF Bookmarkomg-humor.tumblr.com
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 "She has had her blood. She is old m
 khal." Illyrio told him, not for the fien
 her. That silver-gold hair, those purple e
 the blood of old Valyria, no doubt, no d
 highborn, daughter of the old king, sister
 cannot fail to entrance our Drogo." When h
 hand, Daenerys found herself trembline
 "I suppose, " her brother said doubtiully
 have queer tastes. Boys, horses, sheep
 "Best not suggest this to Khal Drogo"
 Anger flashed in her brother's lilac cyes
 me for a foola
 The magister bowed slightly. "I take y
 Kings lack the caution of common men. My
 have given offense." He turned away an
 hands for his becarers.
 The streets of Pentos were pitch dark vi
 out in lllyrio's elaborately carved palanga
 vants went ahead to light their way, carr
 lanterns with panes of pale blue glass, w
 strong men hoisted the poles to their sboui
 warn and close inside behind the curtains
 smell the stench of Illyrio's pallid flesh throu
 perfumes.
 Her brother, sprawled out on his pill
 never noticed, His mind was away across t
 "We won't need his whole khalasar." V
 fingers toyed with the hilt of his borrowed
 Dany knew he had never used a sword in a
 thousand, that would be enough, I could swe
 Kingdoms with ten thousand Dothraki se
 realm will rise for its rightful king Til
 Darry, Greyjoy, they have no more love r mt
 than 1 do. The Dornishmen burn to aveng Viserys muttered as the palanquin lurched up towand the
 children. And the smallfolk will be with us
 for their king" He looked at Illyrio anzius
 SIN
 nowing what anyone
 row sea, but she mis
 mistrusted everyıhng
 ing cagerly, however.
 he promised, who had
 my brother Rhargar
 for what he did to my
 SE
 Magister llyrio said.
 hile playing arund his
 t notice. Nodding, he
 off into the night, and
 ttle of the Trident once
 al Drogo sat beside the
 walls overgrown with
 thal by the magisters of
 ree Cities wcte always
 is not that we fear these
 in with a smile. "The
 walls against a nillion
 mise.yet why take
 desp os siu
 at the gate, the curtains
 he house guards. He had
 deyes of a Dothraki, but
 the spiked beonze cap of
 over coldly. Magister I-
 in the rough Dothraki
 pur aotoA ars aa u
 per's hand was clenched
 rowed sword. He looked
 Felt. "Insolent cunuch
 Magister Illyrio's words were honey. "Many important
 men will he at the feast tonight. Such men have enemies
 The khal must protect his guests, yourself chicf among
 "They are your people, and they l them, Your Grace. No doube the Usurper would pay welf
 Magister llyrio said amiably. "In holdists
 don't they!"
 for your head."
 "Oh, yes" Viscrys said darkly. "He has tried, lyrio, 1
 promise you that. His hired knives follow as everywhere
 realm, men lift secret toasts to your healeh
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