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 t hode well for their somantic years ahead
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 rNeiher ot, them had dated mucfh, awearing
 "Do I seem like the kind of
 you're trying ro kit s
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 knew m any depth was his own brother, and
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 This stopped them both.
 ralk to Wnde
 well ger it over with," he said, handing the
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 s to be there."
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 d it, simply
 unexpected rush that he found him
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 mcant ir as she said
 emeerb b
 with tears in his eyes
 I'II definitely be there.
 pe
 roodbye and walked the length of
 ds Wade's office, fecling the best
 or shaking ott Marty's sting.
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 unvil Wade
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 2i a
 gh a shadow had crept across
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 "Do
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 after I cried the first four times.
 I seem like the kind of son you want around if
 agreement. Neither of them had
 lege boy he knew in any depth w
 that didn't bode well for their ron
 " she said, “You want
 little". He didn't know how
 " Your family is messed up," Karen said
 Adam sighed.
 This stopped them both.
 At the super-Christian college?" Karen asked.
 People with really stiff morals are easier
 Found out this morning Marty got a
 Karen looked at her phone.
 girl pregnant.
 off, Adam,
 don't have to talk to Wade?"
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Ass, Fall, and Hail Mary: I almost died today. Here is the true story So Iwas derping in my backyard today, picking up dog crap. The whole time, my dog was just sitting there watching me, enjoying the sight. So I go to the small section in between my trampoline and my fence. Now if any of you haven't seen my trampoline, it is really old and there are these black foam things on the bars that used to hold up a net, but they are mostly destroyed now. So I walk in the narrow space, and I get completely covered by the hugest web I've ever felt. All over my face, all over my chest and shoulders. I freak out, but I realize that there is no worries. I see no spider, and it would have to be a big ass spider to concoct such a glorious web. Well, sure enough, in the middle of my struggle to break free, I look up, and slowly, ever so slowly, I see the huge, black-brown mass of a spider about the size of my fist crawl out of some old, decaying foam protectors. I stare at it; it stares back. I look closely for any threads connecting us, and there, glinting back at me with sunlight, is one strand of spider web, connecting the hulk spider to my face. It realizes the fact at the same time as me, and thinks, "Yes! This boy's eye sockets will make excellent breeding holes for my eggs!! and starts a full on crawling sprint towards me. I freak out, and begin to struggle even more and more to release myself from this web. It reaches the halfway mark and sees me begin to escape, so it goes for gold. The Hail Mary play. A daring leap straight for the head. Time slows down. This thing has all legs extended, blocking out the sun. A sure death for me. My left arm breaks free from the web. This could be my chance! A quick and decisive left cross reaches the spider JUST in time knocking the behemoth against the fence. It looks dazed; begins to squirm around on the ground, preparing for a counteroffensive. I don't give it a chance. I take the poop shovel in both my hands, shout a battle cry of pure victorious slaughter and smash my enemy into a crumpled pile, each strike emanating a loud crunch of the monster's body.I emerge the survivor in this battle. Thank you video games, for my improved reaction time, lest I fall victim to fate Unlike Comment Share 3 hours ago you should probably go to TheMetaPicture.com epicjohndoe: This Man Should Write A Novel
Ass, Fall, and Hail Mary: I almost died today. Here is the true story
 So Iwas derping in my backyard today, picking up dog crap. The whole
 time, my dog was just sitting there watching me, enjoying the sight. So I
 go to the small section in between my trampoline and my fence. Now if
 any of you haven't seen my trampoline, it is really old and there are
 these black foam things on the bars that used to hold up a net, but they
 are mostly destroyed now. So I walk in the narrow space, and I get
 completely covered by the hugest web I've ever felt. All over my face, all
 over my chest and shoulders. I freak out, but I realize that there is no
 worries. I see no spider, and it would have to be a big ass spider to
 concoct such a glorious web. Well, sure enough, in the middle of my
 struggle to break free, I look up, and slowly, ever so slowly, I see the
 huge, black-brown mass of a spider about the size of my fist crawl out
 of some old, decaying foam protectors. I stare at it; it stares back. I look
 closely for any threads connecting us, and there, glinting back at me
 with sunlight, is one strand of spider web, connecting the hulk spider to
 my face. It realizes the fact at the same time as me, and thinks, "Yes!
 This boy's eye sockets will make excellent breeding holes for my eggs!!
 and starts a full on crawling sprint towards me. I freak out, and begin to
 struggle even more and more to release myself from this web. It
 reaches the halfway mark and sees me begin to escape, so it goes for
 gold. The Hail Mary play. A daring leap straight for the head. Time slows
 down. This thing has all legs extended, blocking out the sun. A sure
 death for me. My left arm breaks free from the web. This could be my
 chance! A quick and decisive left cross reaches the spider JUST in time
 knocking the behemoth against the fence. It looks dazed; begins to
 squirm around on the ground, preparing for a counteroffensive. I don't
 give it a chance. I take the poop shovel in both my hands, shout a battle
 cry of pure victorious slaughter and smash my enemy into a crumpled
 pile, each strike emanating a loud crunch of the monster's body.I
 emerge the survivor in this battle. Thank you video games, for my
 improved reaction time, lest I fall victim to fate
 Unlike Comment Share 3 hours ago
 you should probably go to TheMetaPicture.com
epicjohndoe:

This Man Should Write A Novel

epicjohndoe: This Man Should Write A Novel

Chicago, Dad, and Friends: Eileen Webb @webmeadow Here's a true story about my dad. whenl was little, we were on a beach in Oregon and he found a message in a bottle. The note contained an address, with a plea in a young boy's handwriting to senda postcard and let him know how far the bottle had traveled 6:11 PM- Jan 9, 2019 Twitter Web Client 3.8K Retweets 2.8KLikes Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h Replying to @webmeadow It had very clearly been thrown in the ocean from the nearby crab docks. It probably traveled a whopping 1/2 mile before washing up in the sand. He decided to wait until we got back to California to send the postcard, so it would seem like the bottle floated all the way south. 3 t 39 O 1.1K Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h The postcard ended by saying "I threw the bottle back in the ocean for someone else to find!" Then he shared the address with his brother, who sent a similar postcard from Seattle a few weeks later. His postcard ended the same way L 26 O 1.1K Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h They did this for DECADES, sending postcards to this kid from all the places they traveled, always saying they were throwing the bottle back in the water. Mexico, Alaska, Boston, Florida, London! "I found it in the Thames!" 2 th 36 1.4K Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h Sometimes he'd recruit friends, so that the handwriting didn't always match. He sent that kid postcards from Chicago, from Paris, from landlocked towns in Wisconsin and Oklahoma. He kept the address in his wallet, though it didn't really matter because he'd memorized it long ago 2 th 26 1.4K Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h Somewhere out there a grown man from Tacoma has hundreds of postcards in my dad's scratchy handwriting. If there was a way he could do a good deed *while also being slightly mischievous*, he was all in. That's the kind of guy he was 112 O 6.3K I threw it back into the ocean
Chicago, Dad, and Friends: Eileen Webb
 @webmeadow
 Here's a true story about my dad. whenl
 was little, we were on a beach in Oregon
 and he found a message in a bottle.
 The note contained an address, with a plea
 in a young boy's handwriting to senda
 postcard and let him know how far the
 bottle had traveled
 6:11 PM- Jan 9, 2019 Twitter Web Client
 3.8K Retweets 2.8KLikes
 Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h
 Replying to @webmeadow
 It had very clearly been thrown in the ocean from
 the nearby crab docks. It probably traveled a
 whopping 1/2 mile before washing up in the sand.
 He decided to wait until we got back to California to
 send the postcard, so it would seem like the bottle
 floated all the way south.
 3
 t 39
 O 1.1K
 Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h
 The postcard ended by saying "I threw the bottle
 back in the ocean for someone else to find!"
 Then he shared the address with his brother, who
 sent a similar postcard from Seattle a few weeks
 later. His postcard ended the same way
 L 26
 O 1.1K
 Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h
 They did this for DECADES, sending postcards to
 this kid from all the places they traveled, always
 saying they were throwing the bottle back in the
 water. Mexico, Alaska, Boston, Florida, London! "I
 found it in the Thames!"
 2
 th 36
 1.4K
 Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h
 Sometimes he'd recruit friends, so that the
 handwriting didn't always match. He sent that kid
 postcards from Chicago, from Paris, from landlocked
 towns in Wisconsin and Oklahoma. He kept the
 address in his wallet, though it didn't really matter
 because he'd memorized it long ago
 2
 th 26
 1.4K
 Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h
 Somewhere out there a grown man from Tacoma has
 hundreds of postcards in my dad's scratchy
 handwriting. If there was a way he could do a good
 deed *while also being slightly mischievous*, he was
 all in. That's the kind of guy he was
 112
 O 6.3K
I threw it back into the ocean

I threw it back into the ocean

Chicago, Dad, and Friends: Eileen Webb @webmeadow Here's a true story about my dad. whenl was little, we were on a beach in Oregon and he found a message in a bottle. The note contained an address, with a plea in a young boy's handwriting to senda postcard and let him know how far the bottle had traveled 6:11 PM- Jan 9, 2019 Twitter Web Client 3.8K Retweets 2.8KLikes Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h Replying to @webmeadow It had very clearly been thrown in the ocean from the nearby crab docks. It probably traveled a whopping 1/2 mile before washing up in the sand. He decided to wait until we got back to California to send the postcard, so it would seem like the bottle floated all the way south. 3 t 39 O 1.1K Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h The postcard ended by saying "I threw the bottle back in the ocean for someone else to find!" Then he shared the address with his brother, who sent a similar postcard from Seattle a few weeks later. His postcard ended the same way L 26 O 1.1K Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h They did this for DECADES, sending postcards to this kid from all the places they traveled, always saying they were throwing the bottle back in the water. Mexico, Alaska, Boston, Florida, London! "I found it in the Thames!" 2 th 36 1.4K Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h Sometimes he'd recruit friends, so that the handwriting didn't always match. He sent that kid postcards from Chicago, from Paris, from landlocked towns in Wisconsin and Oklahoma. He kept the address in his wallet, though it didn't really matter because he'd memorized it long ago 2 th 26 1.4K Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h Somewhere out there a grown man from Tacoma has hundreds of postcards in my dad's scratchy handwriting. If there was a way he could do a good deed *while also being slightly mischievous*, he was all in. That's the kind of guy he was 112 O 6.3K I threw it back into the ocean via /r/wholesomememes http://bit.ly/2FnD4Hi
Chicago, Dad, and Friends: Eileen Webb
 @webmeadow
 Here's a true story about my dad. whenl
 was little, we were on a beach in Oregon
 and he found a message in a bottle.
 The note contained an address, with a plea
 in a young boy's handwriting to senda
 postcard and let him know how far the
 bottle had traveled
 6:11 PM- Jan 9, 2019 Twitter Web Client
 3.8K Retweets 2.8KLikes
 Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h
 Replying to @webmeadow
 It had very clearly been thrown in the ocean from
 the nearby crab docks. It probably traveled a
 whopping 1/2 mile before washing up in the sand.
 He decided to wait until we got back to California to
 send the postcard, so it would seem like the bottle
 floated all the way south.
 3
 t 39
 O 1.1K
 Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h
 The postcard ended by saying "I threw the bottle
 back in the ocean for someone else to find!"
 Then he shared the address with his brother, who
 sent a similar postcard from Seattle a few weeks
 later. His postcard ended the same way
 L 26
 O 1.1K
 Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h
 They did this for DECADES, sending postcards to
 this kid from all the places they traveled, always
 saying they were throwing the bottle back in the
 water. Mexico, Alaska, Boston, Florida, London! "I
 found it in the Thames!"
 2
 th 36
 1.4K
 Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h
 Sometimes he'd recruit friends, so that the
 handwriting didn't always match. He sent that kid
 postcards from Chicago, from Paris, from landlocked
 towns in Wisconsin and Oklahoma. He kept the
 address in his wallet, though it didn't really matter
 because he'd memorized it long ago
 2
 th 26
 1.4K
 Eileen Webb @webmeadow 20h
 Somewhere out there a grown man from Tacoma has
 hundreds of postcards in my dad's scratchy
 handwriting. If there was a way he could do a good
 deed *while also being slightly mischievous*, he was
 all in. That's the kind of guy he was
 112
 O 6.3K
I threw it back into the ocean via /r/wholesomememes http://bit.ly/2FnD4Hi

I threw it back into the ocean via /r/wholesomememes http://bit.ly/2FnD4Hi

Beautiful, Bless Up, and Dogs: Meet Tucker! You might think he's having a seizure, but he's actually a perfectly happy and healthy boy, he just struggles with a REM sleep disorder. He's runnin to steal yo girl in his dreamse Beloveds! These videos go viral without context sometimes - I used to be the biggest culprit because I would grab videos from anywhere on the Internet and post them without explaining the background 😕. In this case, this video of this beautiful little golden received a lot of attention and a lot of negative comments toward his mama. His mama is doing a great job with him! She’s a sweet woman. And he’s a very happy boy. We need to make sure to celebrate and not tear down humans who are being so kind to dogs that have imperfections or as I call them, perfections. (Good boys and girls like this simply used to be put down 😥 so it’s pretty awesome that humans take them in now and love them and afford them care and dignity!) Like the Mama of the pup I posted last night ❤️. Go ahead and swipe through and see some neat videos, pics and information on this good boy. And if u see a good boy or girl at the shelter with some perfections, sign them papers! Bring em home! (If you have time and resources ❤️). Your reward is with God 😍 and I ask God fo make us all more compassionate and loving! Bless up! 😍❤️❤️ (@tucker_me_out)
Beautiful, Bless Up, and Dogs: Meet Tucker! You might think he's having
 a seizure, but he's actually a perfectly
 happy and healthy boy, he just struggles
 with a REM sleep disorder. He's runnin
 to steal yo girl in his dreamse
Beloveds! These videos go viral without context sometimes - I used to be the biggest culprit because I would grab videos from anywhere on the Internet and post them without explaining the background 😕. In this case, this video of this beautiful little golden received a lot of attention and a lot of negative comments toward his mama. His mama is doing a great job with him! She’s a sweet woman. And he’s a very happy boy. We need to make sure to celebrate and not tear down humans who are being so kind to dogs that have imperfections or as I call them, perfections. (Good boys and girls like this simply used to be put down 😥 so it’s pretty awesome that humans take them in now and love them and afford them care and dignity!) Like the Mama of the pup I posted last night ❤️. Go ahead and swipe through and see some neat videos, pics and information on this good boy. And if u see a good boy or girl at the shelter with some perfections, sign them papers! Bring em home! (If you have time and resources ❤️). Your reward is with God 😍 and I ask God fo make us all more compassionate and loving! Bless up! 😍❤️❤️ (@tucker_me_out)

Beloveds! These videos go viral without context sometimes - I used to be the biggest culprit because I would grab videos from anywhere on th...