<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184</id><updated>2011-12-16T01:38:29.684-08:00</updated><category term='facebook'/><category term='women'/><category term='gay'/><category term='peace'/><category term='funny'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='movies'/><category term='parties'/><category term='guys'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='hate'/><category term='cats'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='winter'/><category term='life'/><category term='jewelry'/><category term='hotels'/><category term='summer'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='sex'/><category term='dumb'/><category term='girls'/><category term='food'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='lesbian'/><category term='lies'/><category term='men'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='love'/><category term='drugs'/><category term='science'/><category term='poems'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Stoney and Greer Explain it all</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stoney Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03691824465266843758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScaajRDURMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TVzDZd-J7bY/S220/jockin+shanelle+b.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184.post-4602141781695066896</id><published>2009-11-08T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:12:14.646-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cheating: Common Misconceptions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;CHEAT (v):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;deceive somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: to deceive or mislead somebody, especially for personal advantage&lt;br /&gt;2.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;be unfaithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: to have a sexual relationship with somebody other than a spouse or regular sexual partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of these definitions it’s safe to say that someone who commits such acts is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cheater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so why is it then that I stumble across people who seem to have come up with their own definition for the word? I’ll tell you why, because these people are idiots to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had people go so far as to tell me that it isn’t cheating if you and your significant other are in different area codes. Are you kidding me?! But wait, I’ve only had men tell me that nonsense. Aaah, yes, that explains it! Continuing, I’ve also heard that it isn’t cheating if you guys have never had sex but you’ve engaged in other sexual activities which include but are not limited to: kissing and fondling. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It’s all considered cheating. If you’re in a relationship and on a date with someone (other than your partner) who you’d like to be more than just your friend then it’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cheating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--I don’t care how you slice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can’t understand is why these women (and men but more so women) are so quick to run back to these men after they’ve blatantly disrespected them and showed how much they don’t give a muthafudge. WAIT, I know why, because &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"he loves me" &lt;/span&gt;so it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(to be continued)…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Follow me on twitter: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/just_shanelle"&gt;www.twitter.com/just_shanelle&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/325771972090988184-4602141781695066896?l=stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/4602141781695066896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheating-common-misconceptions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/4602141781695066896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/4602141781695066896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheating-common-misconceptions.html' title='Cheating: Common Misconceptions'/><author><name>Stoney Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03691824465266843758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScaajRDURMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TVzDZd-J7bY/S220/jockin+shanelle+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184.post-594141139007887633</id><published>2009-09-30T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:00:55.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Element</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/SsPGqW1zK9I/AAAAAAAAADI/CoCD-sceX5w/s1600-h/the+element.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387368010253282258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/SsPGqW1zK9I/AAAAAAAAADI/CoCD-sceX5w/s320/the+element.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;General Properties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;»Name: Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;»Symbol: Lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;»Number: infinite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/SsPFAKW46iI/AAAAAAAAADA/MYUzMicsJA0/s1600-h/the+element.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;»Category: non-metal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;»Atomic weight: unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;»Color: colorless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;is the most abundant yet rarely used elements. Like a masked villian its true identity is unknown. It's highly reactive and becomes unstable when mixed with lies. Has the ability to take on many forms making it the most deceptive of the elements. If used correctly can protect [you] from all sorts of pain and heartache. However, it's being depleted by those who don't hold proper knowledge of it. It is imperative that we replenish it before we are swallowed up by that which is superficial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/325771972090988184-594141139007887633?l=stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/594141139007887633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/09/element.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/594141139007887633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/594141139007887633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/09/element.html' title='The Element'/><author><name>Stoney Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03691824465266843758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScaajRDURMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TVzDZd-J7bY/S220/jockin+shanelle+b.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/SsPGqW1zK9I/AAAAAAAAADI/CoCD-sceX5w/s72-c/the+element.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184.post-8681294148339742258</id><published>2009-09-16T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T13:28:03.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>In other words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;This is a translation of all the most common things that guys say. You know how whenever you're having a conversation with a guy and he says one thing but you're not sure if it's genuine? Well this is what he really means:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;When are you going to come visit me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;IN OTHER WORDS: When are you coming over so I can try to have sex with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Whatever happens happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;IN OTHER WORDS: I would like sex to happen and if it doesn't what will happen is I will eventually stop talking to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'm not ready for a relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;IN OTHER WORDS: I'm not into you enough to make you my girlfriend but I'm always open to sex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'll call you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;IN OTHER WORDS: I won't call you and if I do it'll be for my own benefit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;You're like a sister to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;IN OTHER WORDS: I am in no way interested in you on a sexual level. We're just friends but I'm a moron who doesn't know how to say what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I can't give you the attention you deserve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;IN OTHER WORDS: I'm a really crappy person who has his own best interest in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I don't like everyone in my business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;IN OTHER WORDS: I'm a sneaky liar and cheater (if given the opportunity).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(in response to "what are you doing?") Thinking about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;IN OTHER WORDS: I wasn't thinking about you but I need to make sure I have you just where I want you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Stop being scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;IN OTHER WORDS: Stop being so difficult and let's just have sex. And oh yeah, I'm an idiot with poor persuasion techniques.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;IN OTHER WORDS: I love how you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disclaimer&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/em&gt;Now, don't get me wrong he may actually be sincere when he says any of these things but as history has shown me 8 times out of ten he really means something other than what he's saying. It's up to you to note and study carefully his actions so you can properly determine whether or not he's an "in other words" type of guy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;if you feel that I have left out any other common lines please tell me and I'll gladly add them. Oh yeah, and follow me on twitter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/just_shanelle"&gt;http://twitter.com/just_shanelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/325771972090988184-8681294148339742258?l=stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/8681294148339742258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-other-words.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/8681294148339742258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/8681294148339742258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-other-words.html' title='In other words...'/><author><name>Stoney Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03691824465266843758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScaajRDURMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TVzDZd-J7bY/S220/jockin+shanelle+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184.post-2515988380930126878</id><published>2009-08-28T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T14:27:27.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>The Under Wire Push-Up Bra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'm up relatively early on a Friday morning considering the fact that I don't have a job or any real things to do today. I'm just sitting here staring into space really. What am I thinking about? Good question. I'm actually thinking about my past relationships (and I use that word loosely) and how at the time I thought I was "in love," so to speak. It's become clear that I was never "in love" with that person rather the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;potentia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; that I saw in them. That's crazy isn't it?! I bet many have never thought of it like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Potential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;is like an underwire [padded] push-up bra. That is, like a push-up bra it gives the illusion that someone is different from what they really are. Imagine the disappointment on a guy's face when he realizes your c-cups are really a-cups. Scary isn't it?! It makes it hard to determine whether a person is really as they are or if we're being deceived [by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;potential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;How can we avoid such trickery? Well first, you need to know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;potential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;is the capacity to become something more than the actuality. So, if you are talking to or dating someone that only exhibits certain characteristics every once in a while and doesn't permanently employ them then chances are you're attracted their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;potential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; [to grow]. But see, that doesn't mean they'll ever grow, all that means is that he/she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;change and while change is inevitable you can never predict which areas this change will occur. However, that's not to say abandon your significant other upon the discovery that you're attracted to their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;potential&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Some people do change and you might be lucky enough to have someone who's willing to do that. If you feel you're with someone who will [eventually] change then go ahead and stay with them. But if you know you're stuck with someone who isn't willing to meet you half way then you need to be on the first thing smokin' because at that point it becomes a waste of your time--valuable time that you could invest in someone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/325771972090988184-2515988380930126878?l=stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/2515988380930126878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/08/under-wire-push-up-bra.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/2515988380930126878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/2515988380930126878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/08/under-wire-push-up-bra.html' title='The Under Wire Push-Up Bra'/><author><name>Stoney Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03691824465266843758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScaajRDURMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TVzDZd-J7bY/S220/jockin+shanelle+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184.post-702625698523056416</id><published>2009-08-02T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T10:13:11.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Stay Your A** at Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Have you ever noticed that whenever you go to a party, club, or even a kickback there's always that group of girls that think they're too good to socialize? Now, I must admit these girls are usually very pretty and well dressed but that does not make up for their poor people skills. They prance around the room and whenever a guy tries to speak to them they look at him like he has s**t on his face. At this point I'll give them the benefit of the doubt and conclude that she simply was not feelin' him but after passing on the 2nd, 3rd, 4th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;5th attempts it becomes clear that she has a serious "I'm thee s**t" complex. Like yeah girl you're pretty and all but your attitude just knocked you down a few notches on the totem pole. You know that by coming out you risk being approached by guys so why come out if you're going to act stuck up?! You might as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;stay your a** at home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/325771972090988184-702625698523056416?l=stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/702625698523056416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/08/stay-your-at-home.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/702625698523056416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/702625698523056416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/08/stay-your-at-home.html' title='Stay Your A** at Home!'/><author><name>Stoney Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03691824465266843758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScaajRDURMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TVzDZd-J7bY/S220/jockin+shanelle+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184.post-6038104645608281136</id><published>2009-05-20T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:53:38.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Dead End, Turn Around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ShRP_LkxluI/AAAAAAAAACw/sz1C-AoeI_w/s1600-h/Dead_End.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337979405198268130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ShRP_LkxluI/AAAAAAAAACw/sz1C-AoeI_w/s320/Dead_End.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;And it still stands, guys will always be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;full of shit&lt;/span&gt;. That's somethin' that'll never change. They'll lie to you every chance they get, but for no reason. Do not invest in those dead end relationships, you know, the ones where the guy claims he doesn't want a girlfriend or where he claims he doesn't want everyone in his business so he wants to keep it on the low, that just means he's tryin' to screw anything walkin' and some shit that doesn't. haha. If he tells you you're the one for him, &lt;strong&gt;he's lying&lt;/strong&gt; through his off white teeth. If he has some suspect ass shit in his away message and when you press him about it he has some faulty ass excuse, &lt;strong&gt;he's hiding something&lt;/strong&gt;. If he tells you you're wifey, that may be true until he gets bored or a cuter piece of ass walks past and BOOM, just like that you have been dethroned. If he acts like he's jealous of other guys you're friends with, he's not, that's just his way of &lt;strong&gt;asserting his dominance&lt;/strong&gt; in you guys' half assed relationship and it's also his way of making sure you're all about him when he's not all about you. Ooh, but I'm just sayin' tho, don't mind me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/325771972090988184-6038104645608281136?l=stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/6038104645608281136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/05/dead-end-turn-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/6038104645608281136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/6038104645608281136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/05/dead-end-turn-around.html' title='Dead End, Turn Around.'/><author><name>Stoney Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03691824465266843758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScaajRDURMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TVzDZd-J7bY/S220/jockin+shanelle+b.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ShRP_LkxluI/AAAAAAAAACw/sz1C-AoeI_w/s72-c/Dead_End.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184.post-5749011411604892190</id><published>2009-05-06T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:27:11.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Silly Rabbit--tricks are for kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TOPIC: Girls who add you on facebook/myspace just to see your pics, read your comments, see who you fuckin' with, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sure a lot of girls [including myself] are guilty of such fiendish behavior. But like got damn, if you gon add the girl be a little less obvious about it. Like some girl added me cuz I'm pretty sure she tryin' to see if I talk to ol' boy which by the way is our ONLY mutual friend so smh at her. Like got damn little mama. She might as well have left me a wall posting sayin' "I only added you because I'm nosey as fuck and I wanna see what you and ol' boy got goin on. Oh, and I wanna get my face punched in." lmao. Jk bout the face part. But yall follow me?! And she prolly went through all my pics thinkin' "oh she not that cute, she don't look better than me. He could do better." lmao. Clearly she's in denial cuz we all know I'm where it's at. So then she gon report back to her little minions and they gon go to my page, look at my pics, and be like "oh yeah, you right, she not that cute. Why this bitch got blonde hair? That shit ugly" just because they're good friends. But once more, we already know I'm where it's at so they playin' theyself. Got damn these hoes ain't got no manners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/325771972090988184-5749011411604892190?l=stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/5749011411604892190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/05/silly-rabbit-tricks-are-for-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/5749011411604892190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/5749011411604892190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/05/silly-rabbit-tricks-are-for-kids.html' title='Silly Rabbit--tricks are for kids'/><author><name>Stoney Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03691824465266843758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScaajRDURMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TVzDZd-J7bY/S220/jockin+shanelle+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184.post-8614182800144144594</id><published>2009-03-25T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:50:50.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Brief</title><content type='html'>Before I fall into a deep slumber I just wanted to address what turns me off the most about the opposite sex. &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING &lt;/strong&gt;says stay far far away like an &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;insecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; man or boy(lets face, they claim to be men but there just 8 year olds trapped in larger physiques). It seriously disgusts me. I know we all have our own insecurities but when I can recognize it in the male species it makes me cringe. Is it just me, or are males acting more like females than females? &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/325771972090988184-8614182800144144594?l=stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/8614182800144144594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/03/real-brief.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/8614182800144144594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/8614182800144144594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/03/real-brief.html' title='Real Brief'/><author><name>tw1n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12794644086130788756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RCRew9ZRM/SchML8ojioI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tllj95sydZo/S220/Photo+630.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184.post-252092650228056009</id><published>2009-03-24T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:04:29.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Side of the Street</title><content type='html'>So today I was sitting around with some friends and engaging in a typical conversation about relationships. What else is new? My thoughts exactly. But this particular conversation really resonated with me and that's why I've decided to share this.&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship you &lt;strong&gt;ALWAYS &lt;/strong&gt;have&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to take care of yourself before you can fix your significant other. In other words &lt;em&gt;keep your side of the street clean.&lt;/em&gt; If your mate does not recognize the changes you've made and refuses to follow suit, &lt;strong&gt;let it go&lt;/strong&gt;. At this point in life no one can afford to be hindered by someone who isn't carrying their own weight. Like Jeezy has said this is a &lt;em&gt;RECESSION&lt;/em&gt;. What does he or she have to offer you if they can't get themselves together? Why settle?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/325771972090988184-252092650228056009?l=stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/252092650228056009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/03/your-side-of-street.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/252092650228056009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/252092650228056009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/03/your-side-of-street.html' title='Your Side of the Street'/><author><name>tw1n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12794644086130788756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5RCRew9ZRM/SchML8ojioI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tllj95sydZo/S220/Photo+630.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184.post-3944490581026835138</id><published>2009-03-23T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:53:46.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's clear things up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/SchKw_qXDCI/AAAAAAAAACU/AniQm5R-LXE/s1600-h/greer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316581565694151714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/SchKw_qXDCI/AAAAAAAAACU/AniQm5R-LXE/s320/greer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So it's been brought to my attention that my publishing "NINE EASY STEPS to having MEANINGLESS SEX" has been floating around in ppls' away messages and it's been suggested that I am not the author of it. That is highly untrue. Anything that I post on this blog site is &lt;strong&gt;original &lt;/strong&gt;unless otherwise stated. If it did not come from mine or Greer Hill's [featured author on this site (seen in the photo to the right)] brain then it will be sited in the correct fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/325771972090988184-3944490581026835138?l=stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/3944490581026835138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-clear-things-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/3944490581026835138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/3944490581026835138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-clear-things-up.html' title='Let&apos;s clear things up.'/><author><name>Stoney Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03691824465266843758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScaajRDURMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TVzDZd-J7bY/S220/jockin+shanelle+b.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/SchKw_qXDCI/AAAAAAAAACU/AniQm5R-LXE/s72-c/greer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184.post-2388898319665648567</id><published>2009-03-23T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:46:05.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NINE EASY STEPS to having MEANINGLESS SEX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/Scg5CV1nzQI/AAAAAAAAACM/X6KHId1twLo/s1600-h/for+my+blog+spot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316562072495443202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/Scg5CV1nzQI/AAAAAAAAACM/X6KHId1twLo/s320/for+my+blog+spot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;1) Keep your shirt and socks on, never give him too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;2) Do not kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;It's time consuming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;It takes away from the guy's stroke and if he's already not doing so well he definitely does not need to be distracted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;It's extremely intimate and encourages attachment. Oh no, that's no good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;3) Do not make eye contact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;It establishes a sort of intrapersonal relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;The only thing you need to establish is an orgasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;4) NEVER say his name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Makes him feel he's in control and that he's "the man." You don't need that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;5) Make him give you cunnilingus (sounds like an STD but it isn't), or oral sex. If he hasn't performed it before get him used to the idea. Soon you will break him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;6) When it's all done, do NOT cuddle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Once again, this is grounds for an intrapersonal relationship which isn't needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;7) Never take more than 10mins to get dressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;8) Go home and sleep in your own bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;9) When you guys depart, do not reach for a hug unless he initiates. Otherwise, a simple "talk to you later" will suffice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-This is mainly for the girls seeing as to where guys are pretty adept in this area.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/325771972090988184-2388898319665648567?l=stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/2388898319665648567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/03/nine-easy-steps-to-having-meaningless.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/2388898319665648567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/2388898319665648567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/03/nine-easy-steps-to-having-meaningless.html' title='NINE EASY STEPS to having MEANINGLESS SEX'/><author><name>Stoney Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03691824465266843758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScaajRDURMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TVzDZd-J7bY/S220/jockin+shanelle+b.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/Scg5CV1nzQI/AAAAAAAAACM/X6KHId1twLo/s72-c/for+my+blog+spot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-325771972090988184.post-7803307605784445652</id><published>2009-03-22T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:29:33.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amateur blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScajC5kUWTI/AAAAAAAAABY/oYblxtKhgJI/s1600-h/oriana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316115680365664562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScajC5kUWTI/AAAAAAAAABY/oYblxtKhgJI/s320/oriana2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay, so I'm extremely new at this. It took me forever to figure out how to get back to the home page which I guess on here is called the "dashboard." I basically constructed this page as sort of a mode of ventilation. I have so many valid points to express and I feel that for the time being this is the most accurate way to advertise those points. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In case you're wondering, the beautiful baby girl above is Oriana [est. March 17th, 2009], my niece--whom I love and adore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, well this is just a test run to see how this is gonna come out so with that said I'm outty 500!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stoney Bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/325771972090988184-7803307605784445652?l=stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/feeds/7803307605784445652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/03/amateur-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/7803307605784445652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/325771972090988184/posts/default/7803307605784445652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoneybeespeaksout.blogspot.com/2009/03/amateur-blogger.html' title='Amateur blogger'/><author><name>Stoney Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03691824465266843758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScaajRDURMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TVzDZd-J7bY/S220/jockin+shanelle+b.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DIZlgrtizjA/ScajC5kUWTI/AAAAAAAAABY/oYblxtKhgJI/s72-c/oriana2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
