A glasgow woman goes to the dentist sits down and settles in the chair,
the dentist says "comfy"
The woman replies "govan"
what di the siamese twin from glasgow call there autobiography? oor wullie
how many spanish guy does it take to change a light bulb?
just juan
whats the difference between the rolling stones and an aberdeen sheep farmer?
the rolling stones say "hey you get off of my cloud
an aberdeen sheep farmer says " hey mcleod get off of ma ewe.
what about the scotsman who lost his testicles in a motorbike accident? The surgeon re-attached them with bostick
A man takes a pair of shoes back to the shop and complains there is a lace missing. "NO!" argues the assistant, "look at the label it says taiwan"
Jokes that only work in scotland?
The best joke in Scotland is "England"
Reply:Star for you, purely for the Siamese twins one, a gem
Reply:i like the lace one lol
Reply:puredeadbrilliant!!
Reply:Brilliant.
Reply:nice dude, pretty funny
Reply:i dont get it and i have scottish in my blood hmmm. something i need to fix i guess
Reply:cant think of anythink lol
Reply:Does anything work in Scotland?
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Monday, August 3, 2009
Please read this and tell me how I did.?
♥Whodunnit?♥________________
Nancy had just grabbed the key from the painting when she got the feeling someone was watching her. She turned sharply just in time to see the door to the tower slam shut. The detective swiftly put the key in her pant pocket and went quietly to the door, just in case someone was still there. She opened the door quickly. No one was there, but she heard footsteps. She raced down the spiral staircase qickly. She was about 20 steps down when she stepped on her untied shoelace and went falling down the stairs! "Owwww!", she yelled. She quickly got up and fell back down in pain. Whoever was there is gone now.
She got up slowly and limped to the lobby. "Dexter!", she called out. "Can you come into the lobby for a sec?" A few seconds later the frail, older man arrived and looked at Nancy. "What's wrong? Are you okay? You look like you fell down a staircase." "I did." was Nancy's reply. "Wow, is everything all right? Do you need a doctor? Or some ice or something?" "No I don't need a doctor but maybe some ice for my head. I hit it pretty hard on that puzzle at the bottom of the spiral staircase in the tower." "Comin' right up. I'll go down to the basement to get some from Jacques."
Dexter headed down the stairs towards the basement. "Jacques! Jacq- there you are. Nancy fell and hit her head, she needs some ice."Okay, I'll get it." The handsome frenchman handed over a large bag of ice over to Dexter. "Thanks Jacques." "Anytime." he said.
Dexter trodded back up the steps to give the ice to Nancy. He handed it to her and suggested she go lie down for the rest of the night. "Oh Dexter! Really I'm okay. Just a little banged up and bruised. The ice is helping." Dexter paid no attention. "Up to your room you go." Nancy finally consented.
The next morning Nancy woke up at 9:00 a.m. to the sound of a loud beeping. It was her alarm clock. She switched it off and rubbed her aching head. "No matter what is hurting, I am doing some serious sleuthing today." She said aloud. She quickly dressed in some jeans and a yellow-orange sweater and walked out of the cold room. The heater was broken, again. She passed Lisa's bedroom and thought she would ask Lisa some questions.
She knocked on Lisa's door several times before loudly calling, "Lisa! Lisa! It's me Nancy. I need to speak with you." She finally gave up and went down the hall a little more to Professor Hotchkiss's new room. She didn't want to be robbed again so she asked Dexter if she could move. She knocked on her door and waited. A second later Prof. Hotchkiss was peering through a crack in her door. "Yes?" "Hi Professor! I was just wondering if you have seen Lisa this morning?" The professor hesitated a moment then replied, "Yes. Yes I have. At about 8:30 this morning I was in the lobby reading when she went down to the basement. I heard some heated talking between her and that french fellow." She opened her door a bit more. "It sounded like they were an old married couple." The professor chuckled. "I figured she was flirting with him and he was getting mad so I didn't think nothing of it. Then about ten minutes ago, I saw Jacques come out of the basement with a ripped shirt.
"A ripped shirt?" questioned the young sleuth. "Yes. It was a brown polo shirt and it had a very large rip in the back of it. "In the back of it?" "Yes. I asked him what he did and he said he was walking up towards some garden and he slipped on a patch of ice, landed on a twig that ripped his shirt." "Hummm." Nancy said. "Thanks professor" Well,
Nancy thought to herself, falling on a twig is not going to rip a very large hole in the back of someones shirt. She set off to find Jaqcues.
Nancy was just entering the basement when she heard a loud BOOM! She went back behind the counter where Jaqcues works and found him sitting on the floor with his back toward her.
"Jacques, what happened?" Nancy asked. "I was cooking a burrito in the microwave and it exploded all over." "Oh, okay." Nancy said. "Do you think I could talk to you for a second?" "Sure I guess." was his reply. "I was talking to the Professor a minute ago and she said that she heard you yelling at someone. Who were you yelling at?" "Oh, yes I was talking on the phone to my fiance. She wants to come and visit me and I told her now is not a good time so she got angry and we had a fight. Nothing more." "Okay Jacques thanks. Oh, by the way, have you seen Lisa this morning?" "Yes I have, I saw her going outside at about 9:00 this morning." "Okay. I'll catch you later."
Nancy went back up to her room and pondered on what Jacques had said. He said the loud argument was with his fiance. But the professor said she had heard Lisa and him talking.Something was not right. She wondered why Jacques was lying and why Lisa could not be found.♥Part Two♥___________________________
It was now about 11:00 and Nancy decided she was hungry. She went up to Dexter's desk and wondered if she could get something to eat. "Sure Nancy. Whaddya want? I can have Jacques go into town and pick something up." "Oh no need to do that." Dexter insisted. "Okay, I want pizza!" "Pizza it is. I'll tell Jacques right away." Nancy decided she would do a little searching as to who was in the tower the other day until lunch came. She carefully unlocked the door underneath the elevator and went inside.
"Hmmm. I wonder what this is." She picked up a rather large gold ring and studied it. "It looks like an engagement ring or a wedding band." Nancy gasped. "It might be Jacques." Was he down here the other day, she thought to herself. "I'll have to ask if it is his." She searched all around but found nothing else. It was nearly 1:00 when she came up to the lobby. Dexter, Jacques, and the professor was all there paper plates in hand. A pizza box sitting on the coffee table. "Nancy where were you?" Professor Hotchkiss asked. "I was in the tower, search-- uh looking around." " Oh. well your pizza's right here. I saved a piece with extra pepperoni on it for you." "Thanks Professor." She took the piece and placed it on a napkin and walked up the stairs to her room.
She lie on her bed and thought about Lisa. Where was she? Then a thought hit her. She could be in the shed. Why haven't I looked there yet? Nancy quickly slipped off her penny loafers and put on her Ugg boots and fur coat and quickly went outside.
She shivered as she opened the large wooden door. Cold, icy wind bit at her face. "Man it sure is cold out here." Nancy looked up and saw a figure coming out of the shed. The figure turned and headed towards the hidden garden. Nancy ran to it. She unlocked the special lock and went in. She crouched behind the stone bench and waited for something to happen.
The figure was wearing plain tennis shoes and a black trench coat. The person was wearing a black ski mask so his face was hidden. He seemed to be examining the head of Ezra Wickford. He tried poking the eyes. Nancy assumed he was looking for a secret way to open or turn the head. Nancy of course knew how to turn it. It couldn't be Dexter then because he knew how to work it. It had to be either Lisa, Prof. Hotchkiss, or Jacques.
The person soon gave up and turned toward the door. Nancy's foot was falling asleep so she moved to try to get it to wake up. Her foot hit a rock and it scraped across the concrete. The figure turned looked in Nancy's direction and... sneezed. The person left quickly. Nancy sighed with relief.
Nancy got up and left the garden and went after the person but when she got out of the garden, no one was in sight. She wondered why every person she wanted to catch got away. Nancy turned left and went inside the rickety, old shed. She opened the door. It squeaked loudly. She went down the 3 stairs there were carefully checking to make sure her shoes were tied. She was wearing boots. Good. The young teenager looked over by the work bench to find a tape. It wasn't labeled or anything so she took it and slipped it inside her boot so it sould not get lost.
She examined the lift to find it had been tampered with. Someone had broken off one of the knobs. In a struggle maybe? "Man I have to think more logically. Why do I think that Lisa is in trouble? Maybe she drove into town or something." Nancy examined the shed a little more. Finding nothing she turned to leave. When she headed for the door she spotted a heap of something underneath the steps.
"Lisa?" Nancy called. No response. She crouched down beside it and she rolled the mound over to find none other than a heap of tarps. She sighed in desperation. Where was Lisa? Nancy exited the shed and went back inside the castle. She smiled at the warmth the heater brought. "Ahhh! Warm air." "Huh?" a voice said. "Oh!" She jumped backward to find Jacques standing om front of Lisa's open locker.
"What are you doing Jacques?" "None of your business, Detective Drew! Get out of here and don't come down here again!" "What is wrong? I was just wondering why you were invading Lisa's privacy by getting into her locker." "I was just getting out a piece of paper from her locker." "Jacques, that is a lame excuse and we both know it." "Fine, I was looking through her stuff because she was bragging how she is the best journalist and goes everywhere is the world. I wanted to know how she got so famous so I looked in her locker to see if she had anything in there to igve me a hint as to how she is so famous." "Okkkkkkaaaaaayyyyy. Why did you act so suspicious when I asked you what you were doing?" "Because I didn't want you to think I was stealing from her." "Okay Jacques I trust you." She said and walked out of the room. She didn't really trust him.
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♥Part Three♥_______________________________
Nancy forgot to ask about his ring so she turned around and said, "Jacques, did you lose a gold ring?" "Nope." He held up his left hand which revealed a silver band. She noticed his fingers were relatively large though. "Okay just wondering." She left
It was 12:00 a.m. and Nancy was in her bed sleeping peacefully. She awoke to a knock on her door. Nancy was out of her bed before you could say Professor Beatrice Hotchkiss. She looked out the peephole on her door and saw two shadowy figures standing there. She opened the door to a suprise.
"Bess, George! What are you doing here?" Bess quickly responded with, "We were getting lonely in River Heights and thought you could use some help so George suggested we come up here. I said yes way! So... here we are!" "But at midnight?" Nancy said sleepily. "Well we kinda got lost along the way. We did drive from River heights. Well Bess did anyway." Bess gave George a sheepish grin. "You said you didn't want to drive." "Anyway come on in and I will get you set up." Nancy said.
The next morning the three friends awoke at 8:00 a.m. Bess was still in her pink bunny jammies and was sitting on the couch after George and Nancy came back up to the room after getting everyone coffee and a donut for Bess. "Bess, get dressed" her cousin griped. "Okay, just a second." She threw on some fashion sweatpants and a stylish green blouse. They talked about the mystery over their coffee and Bess's donut. Then they heard a loud scream!
"Who was that?" Bess asked nervously. "I don't know but lets find out."
Nancy said. They creeped down the hall to find Professor Hotchkiss looking in the old elevator. They went over to her and gasped at what they saw.
"Lisa?" Nancy questioned. "Yes," Professor Hotchkiss said. "I just found her. She's unconscious. Wh are these two?" "These are my friends, Bess and George." Nancy replied. "Lets carry her back to Nancy's room." Said George. The three friends gently lifted the limp woman while the professor looked on with worry. They walked in and laid her on the large blue couch. "Lisa? Lisa? Can you hear me?" Nancy said softly into her ear. She stirred and her eyes fluttered open in fright.
"Wh- wha- what am I doing here?" she asked fearfully. "Professor Hotchkiss found you unconscious in the elevator. Do you rmember anything?" Nancy asked. "All I reme,ber is talking, well screaming at Jaqcues and then I went outside and then lights out Lisa." "Okay, why were you screaming at Jacques? Were you two fighting?" "Yes they were. I heard them" Professor Hotchkiss piped in. "Yes we were." She eyed the professor curiously. "Why were you fighting?" George asked. Genuinely concerned. "We were fighting over who's more famous. You know him being a 'champion skiier' and I being a journalist. I wanted to interview him for a magazine called Skiiers Today. He said okay and then it all spun out of control."
"Did he hurt you?" Bess asked. "Not that I can remember. He may be the one who knocked me smooth but I don't know." "Well, let's walk you back to yuor room so you can get some rest." Nancy said. They did so and went back to Nancy's room. "Thanks Professor. You really did help us today." "Oh it was nothing." She left saying she had more writing to do. The girls decided to go and interview Jacques. Hoping he would be a little more open.
The girls trudged down to the basement and found Jacques working on a pair of purple ski boots. Apparently the Professor's. "Hi Jacques!" Nancy called out. I have some people I would like you to meet. These are my two best friends in the whole world, Bess Marvin and George Fayne." Bess gave a little wave and George grunted. "Hello girls. Hi Nancy. Hey, sorry about the other day." "It's okay Jacques. Listen I was wondering if I could ask you a question or two. "Okay shoot." "Did you have a fight with Lisa yesterday?" The girls waited. Wondering whether or not he would tell the♥Part Four♥
"No, I didn't fight with anyone but my fiance." "Okay." The girls sighed. Why was he lying? Or was he telling the truth? Could the professor be lying? Nah.
Nancy was walking to her bedroom when she realized that she hadn't examined the library or the professor's room. She wanted to do a little sleuthing alone so she suggested the girls go skiing. "Okay Nancy! That sounds like fun." George cried. "Awww! I don't wanna go skiing." Bess wailed. "Come on Bess." George called after her. Nancy was getting tired of them tagging along with her. She loved her friends, but sometimes a girl needs some space!
Nancy went into the hallway in which the library was located. She tried to open the door but it was locked. Wow what a suprise! She took the key out of her pocket, inserted the key, twisted it and went in. She disarmed the alarm and walked over to a pile of books. She thumbed through one called A Queen In Despair. Not very interesting. She put it down. Nancy walked over to the hole in the wall. The hole was still there but the painting of Marie Antoinette that had been set below it was gone!
She gasped and wondered where it was. She began to search the library for a clue as to who took it or where it was. Just then someone entered the library. Nancy ducked behind a high-backed purple chair.
She watched intently as none other than Lisa entered the room. She examined the hole in the wall and gasped when she noticed the painting was gone. "So it wasn't Lisa who took it." Nancy thought. But who did?
Lisa stared at the hole in the wall and began to walk around the room. Looking at the various curios and maps and books. She picked up one book from the bottom of a pile, looked at it, smiled, and quickly stuffed inside her jacket. Nancy couldn't tell which book it was but it looked like it was rather small and red. Why did she smile when she looked at it? Something was diffenatley up.
Nancy had noticed Lisa had stirred up quite a bit of dust while looking around the ransacked library. Nancy felt her nose tickle and sneezed."Ach-oooooo!" "Who's there?" Lisa asked. "Who's there?" She asked even louder. Nancy stood up slowly. Gave a little wave and said, "Hi Lisa. I was just looking around the library when I heard somebody come in. I thought you were Dexter and I didn't want to get in trouble." "Oh. Well as you can see, I am certainly not Dexter. I was just leaving." "Wait!" Nancy cried. "What was that book you picked up?" "Book? Oh, yes! The book. Well, come to my room later tonight and I will tell you. Come alone." "Okay. I will." Nancy said nervously.
Bess and George were just returning from their ski trip when Nancy headed down to the basement. "Hi guys! How are the slopes?" "Great!" George replied. "Did you know I can ski so good that-" "George, she doesn't care." Bess said, interrupting her cousin. "Well I have some news." Nancy said. "Oooh what is it?" Bess asked, intrigued. "Well, I was looking around in the library and Lisa came in. I hid behind a chair but I sneezed and she found me. She had picked up a book and stuffed it inside her jacket. She said to come alone to her room tonight and she would tell me what the book was."
"Okaaaaayyyy. Are you really going to go alone? She might be dangerous. Haven't you thought about how she got into the library? Didn't you have the key? Obviously she has been in there before and knows the alarm code." George said in one long breath. "N- no I didn't think about that, but what if she is the culprit? I could catch her." "Well just be careful." George said. "I will. Don't I always?" Nancy replied with a mischevious grin.
It was getting towards 8:00 PM and Nancy had forgotten about the tape in her boot. "Hey girls! Come in here." George and her cousin came out of the bathroom and stared at Nancy. "What is it Nancy? Is something wrong?" Bess asked. "No. I just forgot about this tape I found in the shed earlier. I wanted to listen to it. Do one of you girls have a tape player?" Bess produced one from her travel bag and set it one the table. Nancy inserted the tape and they listened intently to what it said.
m the truth.♥Part Five♥
"Lisa Ostrum, journalist here with some exciting news!" The tape crackled loudly as it played. "I am about to interview one of the greatest skiiers in France, Jacques Brunais. I am writing an article for Skiiers Today and I want him in it. Let's just head down the basement here. Ahhhh! And there he is. Hello? Mr. Brunais? May I speak with you for a second?" "Sure Lisa. What about?" "Well I am doing an article for Skiiers Today and I wanted to put you in it." Lisa said. "Okay. What do you want to know?" "Well, how do you cope with nagging fans? Do you sign autographs? Do you ski all the time?" "Well I do sign autographs and I don't ski all the time. Bad knees. Ummm. I just basically tell all my fans I need some space and they back off." "Let me ask you something else, have you ever done something to harm another skiier or have you cheated in a competition?" "Well" Jacques began. "I have cheated once or twice." "Really? What competition?" "Just between me and you, the last one as a matter of fact." Jacques said. "That's probably why I lost." "Oooops!" Lisa cried. The tape recorder hits the floor. "What is that?" Jacques cried. "Were you taping me?" "No! It is just my PDA!" "Yeah right!" THUD! "Lis-." The tape ends.
"Wow." Bess said. "Sounds like Jacques didn't want anyone to find out he was cheating." "Who would want the whole country to ifnd out you were cheating?" George said. "Well I think I better pay Lisa a visit now." Nancy said. Nancy walked down the hall. It was 8:57 PM. She lingered in the hall for a couple more minutes and then knocked on Lisa's door.
Lisa opened the door and said in a hoarse whisper,"Come in. Hurry." Nancy did so and seated herself on the burgandy couch. "Okay Lisa, let's cut to the chase. What was that book and why did you take it?" "Okay. But you wont believe me." "Try me." Was Nancy's reply. "Okay, I am an ancestor of Marie Antoinette. This was her second diary that she wrote. I know you have the first one. But I though I deserved the other one. The other day, I was in the tower looking around when I go into that little jail looking thing. I looked at the walls and noticed one block of cement protruded a little farther out than the rest. I pushed it and a little shelf came out about three inches. I had a tough time getting that book out I'll tell ya."
"Okay. Well that clears up that story, what about you taping Jacques without him knowing it?" "How did you find out about that?" Lisa demanded. "I was in the shed and I saw it on the work bench. It wasn't labled or anything so I took it. I wanted to know whose it was so I could give it back to them." "Huh. Well I want it back." Lisa said rather harshly. "I don't have it at the moment. It's in my room. My friends have it." "Well your friends had better hand it over. My reputation depends on that tape. Now, skeedaddle on over to your room, get the tape and make it back here in five minutes." Lisa said. "Okay. Be right back!" Nancy hurried on over to her room opened the door and slammed it shut.
"Nancy what is wrong?" Bess said. "Lisa is an anscestor of Marie Antoinette and she has a second diary the queen wrote. I need it. It may hold very important clues to this tower." Nancy said. "Well, I suggest we borrow it for awhile and then give it back." George said with a little anger in her voice. "That is what I thought but she guards the thing with her life. When I was talking to her, she was sitting on the thing!" Nancy said in disgust. "I have to get back down to her room with that tape in about 5 seconds so I will explain later." Nancy hurried down the hall to Lisa's open door. Lisa was standing there with a very angry look on her face.
"I was beginning to think you weren't coming back. Where's the tape?" Nancy handed it over reluctantly. "Now then, what else do you want to talk about?" "Nothing more. Thanks for your time Lisa." "Anytime. Anytime." Lisa said.
Nancy hurried back to her room to explain why she had taken the tape. After she finished, she got up abruptly and said, "I am going to the professor's room and I need a watchdog." George eagerly voluntered while Bess opted for a hot bath and some scented candles. Nancy sighed and her and George took off down the hall not knowing what to expect once they got to the professor's room.
Please read this and tell me how I did.?
well i didnt finish reading it but it was really great you put alot of effort in it and it really paid off i hope when you finish it its just as good as the beggining was
Reply:That's really good! I liked it!!! Great job! I gave you a star! :) ♥
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Reply:That was great.
Reply:Horrible..... I didn't like it ... I know this will not get me best answer but it's the truth. You can not use some ones character to write your own stuff. Secondly it reminds me of The Da Vinci Code when Sophie takes the hidden item from behind the painting and her and prof. langdon hear a noise. Plaigarism is the use of other peoples material or ideas either intentionally or unintentionally
Reply:that was... interesting
Reply:Was the shirt really riped... or did it just have a little hole in it ??
Reply:u had all that time 2 write that????? its 2 long!!!!!
Reply:u dont get out much do u?
Reply:Very good, there are a few grammatical errors and spelling mistakes but well done. You obviously have a creative mind, i couldn't do this.
Reply:i didnt read it al.....but the 1st 2 lines were pretty good....:)
Reply:whew, i need a nap now.
Reply:My honest answer is your question is far too long and i couldn't be bothered to read it sorry xx
Reply:wow.... that is soooo sooo long
Reply:im surprised they even let youpost this u gotta be f--kin kiddin me
Reply:i REALY like it, but you could use a little more voice, but the plot itself is phenominal. but a good trick you shhould use is to use adverbial prases in the narration
Reply:just add some paragraphs together because they are way too whort for a paragraph.... but if u fix that, its perfect....xD
Reply:i is so AWESOME!!! i think i will print it out and read it over and over!!!
Reply:I'm sure this is a very interesting and awesome story.. But i have absolutely no time to read it.. Sorry :S
Reply:It was very good. There were a couple of spelling mistakes though so you should look it over. Also when people are talking you need to make it a new paragragh. Like when someone new talks it's a new paragraph. Good work.
Reply:um... IT WAS FANTASTIC!!!
well at least up to the point where I stopped. I dont like to read, but what I just read was.. well... fantastic. lol
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Nancy had just grabbed the key from the painting when she got the feeling someone was watching her. She turned sharply just in time to see the door to the tower slam shut. The detective swiftly put the key in her pant pocket and went quietly to the door, just in case someone was still there. She opened the door quickly. No one was there, but she heard footsteps. She raced down the spiral staircase qickly. She was about 20 steps down when she stepped on her untied shoelace and went falling down the stairs! "Owwww!", she yelled. She quickly got up and fell back down in pain. Whoever was there is gone now.
She got up slowly and limped to the lobby. "Dexter!", she called out. "Can you come into the lobby for a sec?" A few seconds later the frail, older man arrived and looked at Nancy. "What's wrong? Are you okay? You look like you fell down a staircase." "I did." was Nancy's reply. "Wow, is everything all right? Do you need a doctor? Or some ice or something?" "No I don't need a doctor but maybe some ice for my head. I hit it pretty hard on that puzzle at the bottom of the spiral staircase in the tower." "Comin' right up. I'll go down to the basement to get some from Jacques."
Dexter headed down the stairs towards the basement. "Jacques! Jacq- there you are. Nancy fell and hit her head, she needs some ice."Okay, I'll get it." The handsome frenchman handed over a large bag of ice over to Dexter. "Thanks Jacques." "Anytime." he said.
Dexter trodded back up the steps to give the ice to Nancy. He handed it to her and suggested she go lie down for the rest of the night. "Oh Dexter! Really I'm okay. Just a little banged up and bruised. The ice is helping." Dexter paid no attention. "Up to your room you go." Nancy finally consented.
The next morning Nancy woke up at 9:00 a.m. to the sound of a loud beeping. It was her alarm clock. She switched it off and rubbed her aching head. "No matter what is hurting, I am doing some serious sleuthing today." She said aloud. She quickly dressed in some jeans and a yellow-orange sweater and walked out of the cold room. The heater was broken, again. She passed Lisa's bedroom and thought she would ask Lisa some questions.
She knocked on Lisa's door several times before loudly calling, "Lisa! Lisa! It's me Nancy. I need to speak with you." She finally gave up and went down the hall a little more to Professor Hotchkiss's new room. She didn't want to be robbed again so she asked Dexter if she could move. She knocked on her door and waited. A second later Prof. Hotchkiss was peering through a crack in her door. "Yes?" "Hi Professor! I was just wondering if you have seen Lisa this morning?" The professor hesitated a moment then replied, "Yes. Yes I have. At about 8:30 this morning I was in the lobby reading when she went down to the basement. I heard some heated talking between her and that french fellow." She opened her door a bit more. "It sounded like they were an old married couple." The professor chuckled. "I figured she was flirting with him and he was getting mad so I didn't think nothing of it. Then about ten minutes ago, I saw Jacques come out of the basement with a ripped shirt.
"A ripped shirt?" questioned the young sleuth. "Yes. It was a brown polo shirt and it had a very large rip in the back of it. "In the back of it?" "Yes. I asked him what he did and he said he was walking up towards some garden and he slipped on a patch of ice, landed on a twig that ripped his shirt." "Hummm." Nancy said. "Thanks professor" Well,
Nancy thought to herself, falling on a twig is not going to rip a very large hole in the back of someones shirt. She set off to find Jaqcues.
Nancy was just entering the basement when she heard a loud BOOM! She went back behind the counter where Jaqcues works and found him sitting on the floor with his back toward her.
"Jacques, what happened?" Nancy asked. "I was cooking a burrito in the microwave and it exploded all over." "Oh, okay." Nancy said. "Do you think I could talk to you for a second?" "Sure I guess." was his reply. "I was talking to the Professor a minute ago and she said that she heard you yelling at someone. Who were you yelling at?" "Oh, yes I was talking on the phone to my fiance. She wants to come and visit me and I told her now is not a good time so she got angry and we had a fight. Nothing more." "Okay Jacques thanks. Oh, by the way, have you seen Lisa this morning?" "Yes I have, I saw her going outside at about 9:00 this morning." "Okay. I'll catch you later."
Nancy went back up to her room and pondered on what Jacques had said. He said the loud argument was with his fiance. But the professor said she had heard Lisa and him talking.Something was not right. She wondered why Jacques was lying and why Lisa could not be found.♥Part Two♥___________________________
It was now about 11:00 and Nancy decided she was hungry. She went up to Dexter's desk and wondered if she could get something to eat. "Sure Nancy. Whaddya want? I can have Jacques go into town and pick something up." "Oh no need to do that." Dexter insisted. "Okay, I want pizza!" "Pizza it is. I'll tell Jacques right away." Nancy decided she would do a little searching as to who was in the tower the other day until lunch came. She carefully unlocked the door underneath the elevator and went inside.
"Hmmm. I wonder what this is." She picked up a rather large gold ring and studied it. "It looks like an engagement ring or a wedding band." Nancy gasped. "It might be Jacques." Was he down here the other day, she thought to herself. "I'll have to ask if it is his." She searched all around but found nothing else. It was nearly 1:00 when she came up to the lobby. Dexter, Jacques, and the professor was all there paper plates in hand. A pizza box sitting on the coffee table. "Nancy where were you?" Professor Hotchkiss asked. "I was in the tower, search-- uh looking around." " Oh. well your pizza's right here. I saved a piece with extra pepperoni on it for you." "Thanks Professor." She took the piece and placed it on a napkin and walked up the stairs to her room.
She lie on her bed and thought about Lisa. Where was she? Then a thought hit her. She could be in the shed. Why haven't I looked there yet? Nancy quickly slipped off her penny loafers and put on her Ugg boots and fur coat and quickly went outside.
She shivered as she opened the large wooden door. Cold, icy wind bit at her face. "Man it sure is cold out here." Nancy looked up and saw a figure coming out of the shed. The figure turned and headed towards the hidden garden. Nancy ran to it. She unlocked the special lock and went in. She crouched behind the stone bench and waited for something to happen.
The figure was wearing plain tennis shoes and a black trench coat. The person was wearing a black ski mask so his face was hidden. He seemed to be examining the head of Ezra Wickford. He tried poking the eyes. Nancy assumed he was looking for a secret way to open or turn the head. Nancy of course knew how to turn it. It couldn't be Dexter then because he knew how to work it. It had to be either Lisa, Prof. Hotchkiss, or Jacques.
The person soon gave up and turned toward the door. Nancy's foot was falling asleep so she moved to try to get it to wake up. Her foot hit a rock and it scraped across the concrete. The figure turned looked in Nancy's direction and... sneezed. The person left quickly. Nancy sighed with relief.
Nancy got up and left the garden and went after the person but when she got out of the garden, no one was in sight. She wondered why every person she wanted to catch got away. Nancy turned left and went inside the rickety, old shed. She opened the door. It squeaked loudly. She went down the 3 stairs there were carefully checking to make sure her shoes were tied. She was wearing boots. Good. The young teenager looked over by the work bench to find a tape. It wasn't labeled or anything so she took it and slipped it inside her boot so it sould not get lost.
She examined the lift to find it had been tampered with. Someone had broken off one of the knobs. In a struggle maybe? "Man I have to think more logically. Why do I think that Lisa is in trouble? Maybe she drove into town or something." Nancy examined the shed a little more. Finding nothing she turned to leave. When she headed for the door she spotted a heap of something underneath the steps.
"Lisa?" Nancy called. No response. She crouched down beside it and she rolled the mound over to find none other than a heap of tarps. She sighed in desperation. Where was Lisa? Nancy exited the shed and went back inside the castle. She smiled at the warmth the heater brought. "Ahhh! Warm air." "Huh?" a voice said. "Oh!" She jumped backward to find Jacques standing om front of Lisa's open locker.
"What are you doing Jacques?" "None of your business, Detective Drew! Get out of here and don't come down here again!" "What is wrong? I was just wondering why you were invading Lisa's privacy by getting into her locker." "I was just getting out a piece of paper from her locker." "Jacques, that is a lame excuse and we both know it." "Fine, I was looking through her stuff because she was bragging how she is the best journalist and goes everywhere is the world. I wanted to know how she got so famous so I looked in her locker to see if she had anything in there to igve me a hint as to how she is so famous." "Okkkkkkaaaaaayyyyy. Why did you act so suspicious when I asked you what you were doing?" "Because I didn't want you to think I was stealing from her." "Okay Jacques I trust you." She said and walked out of the room. She didn't really trust him.
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♥Part Three♥_______________________________
Nancy forgot to ask about his ring so she turned around and said, "Jacques, did you lose a gold ring?" "Nope." He held up his left hand which revealed a silver band. She noticed his fingers were relatively large though. "Okay just wondering." She left
It was 12:00 a.m. and Nancy was in her bed sleeping peacefully. She awoke to a knock on her door. Nancy was out of her bed before you could say Professor Beatrice Hotchkiss. She looked out the peephole on her door and saw two shadowy figures standing there. She opened the door to a suprise.
"Bess, George! What are you doing here?" Bess quickly responded with, "We were getting lonely in River Heights and thought you could use some help so George suggested we come up here. I said yes way! So... here we are!" "But at midnight?" Nancy said sleepily. "Well we kinda got lost along the way. We did drive from River heights. Well Bess did anyway." Bess gave George a sheepish grin. "You said you didn't want to drive." "Anyway come on in and I will get you set up." Nancy said.
The next morning the three friends awoke at 8:00 a.m. Bess was still in her pink bunny jammies and was sitting on the couch after George and Nancy came back up to the room after getting everyone coffee and a donut for Bess. "Bess, get dressed" her cousin griped. "Okay, just a second." She threw on some fashion sweatpants and a stylish green blouse. They talked about the mystery over their coffee and Bess's donut. Then they heard a loud scream!
"Who was that?" Bess asked nervously. "I don't know but lets find out."
Nancy said. They creeped down the hall to find Professor Hotchkiss looking in the old elevator. They went over to her and gasped at what they saw.
"Lisa?" Nancy questioned. "Yes," Professor Hotchkiss said. "I just found her. She's unconscious. Wh are these two?" "These are my friends, Bess and George." Nancy replied. "Lets carry her back to Nancy's room." Said George. The three friends gently lifted the limp woman while the professor looked on with worry. They walked in and laid her on the large blue couch. "Lisa? Lisa? Can you hear me?" Nancy said softly into her ear. She stirred and her eyes fluttered open in fright.
"Wh- wha- what am I doing here?" she asked fearfully. "Professor Hotchkiss found you unconscious in the elevator. Do you rmember anything?" Nancy asked. "All I reme,ber is talking, well screaming at Jaqcues and then I went outside and then lights out Lisa." "Okay, why were you screaming at Jacques? Were you two fighting?" "Yes they were. I heard them" Professor Hotchkiss piped in. "Yes we were." She eyed the professor curiously. "Why were you fighting?" George asked. Genuinely concerned. "We were fighting over who's more famous. You know him being a 'champion skiier' and I being a journalist. I wanted to interview him for a magazine called Skiiers Today. He said okay and then it all spun out of control."
"Did he hurt you?" Bess asked. "Not that I can remember. He may be the one who knocked me smooth but I don't know." "Well, let's walk you back to yuor room so you can get some rest." Nancy said. They did so and went back to Nancy's room. "Thanks Professor. You really did help us today." "Oh it was nothing." She left saying she had more writing to do. The girls decided to go and interview Jacques. Hoping he would be a little more open.
The girls trudged down to the basement and found Jacques working on a pair of purple ski boots. Apparently the Professor's. "Hi Jacques!" Nancy called out. I have some people I would like you to meet. These are my two best friends in the whole world, Bess Marvin and George Fayne." Bess gave a little wave and George grunted. "Hello girls. Hi Nancy. Hey, sorry about the other day." "It's okay Jacques. Listen I was wondering if I could ask you a question or two. "Okay shoot." "Did you have a fight with Lisa yesterday?" The girls waited. Wondering whether or not he would tell the♥Part Four♥
"No, I didn't fight with anyone but my fiance." "Okay." The girls sighed. Why was he lying? Or was he telling the truth? Could the professor be lying? Nah.
Nancy was walking to her bedroom when she realized that she hadn't examined the library or the professor's room. She wanted to do a little sleuthing alone so she suggested the girls go skiing. "Okay Nancy! That sounds like fun." George cried. "Awww! I don't wanna go skiing." Bess wailed. "Come on Bess." George called after her. Nancy was getting tired of them tagging along with her. She loved her friends, but sometimes a girl needs some space!
Nancy went into the hallway in which the library was located. She tried to open the door but it was locked. Wow what a suprise! She took the key out of her pocket, inserted the key, twisted it and went in. She disarmed the alarm and walked over to a pile of books. She thumbed through one called A Queen In Despair. Not very interesting. She put it down. Nancy walked over to the hole in the wall. The hole was still there but the painting of Marie Antoinette that had been set below it was gone!
She gasped and wondered where it was. She began to search the library for a clue as to who took it or where it was. Just then someone entered the library. Nancy ducked behind a high-backed purple chair.
She watched intently as none other than Lisa entered the room. She examined the hole in the wall and gasped when she noticed the painting was gone. "So it wasn't Lisa who took it." Nancy thought. But who did?
Lisa stared at the hole in the wall and began to walk around the room. Looking at the various curios and maps and books. She picked up one book from the bottom of a pile, looked at it, smiled, and quickly stuffed inside her jacket. Nancy couldn't tell which book it was but it looked like it was rather small and red. Why did she smile when she looked at it? Something was diffenatley up.
Nancy had noticed Lisa had stirred up quite a bit of dust while looking around the ransacked library. Nancy felt her nose tickle and sneezed."Ach-oooooo!" "Who's there?" Lisa asked. "Who's there?" She asked even louder. Nancy stood up slowly. Gave a little wave and said, "Hi Lisa. I was just looking around the library when I heard somebody come in. I thought you were Dexter and I didn't want to get in trouble." "Oh. Well as you can see, I am certainly not Dexter. I was just leaving." "Wait!" Nancy cried. "What was that book you picked up?" "Book? Oh, yes! The book. Well, come to my room later tonight and I will tell you. Come alone." "Okay. I will." Nancy said nervously.
Bess and George were just returning from their ski trip when Nancy headed down to the basement. "Hi guys! How are the slopes?" "Great!" George replied. "Did you know I can ski so good that-" "George, she doesn't care." Bess said, interrupting her cousin. "Well I have some news." Nancy said. "Oooh what is it?" Bess asked, intrigued. "Well, I was looking around in the library and Lisa came in. I hid behind a chair but I sneezed and she found me. She had picked up a book and stuffed it inside her jacket. She said to come alone to her room tonight and she would tell me what the book was."
"Okaaaaayyyy. Are you really going to go alone? She might be dangerous. Haven't you thought about how she got into the library? Didn't you have the key? Obviously she has been in there before and knows the alarm code." George said in one long breath. "N- no I didn't think about that, but what if she is the culprit? I could catch her." "Well just be careful." George said. "I will. Don't I always?" Nancy replied with a mischevious grin.
It was getting towards 8:00 PM and Nancy had forgotten about the tape in her boot. "Hey girls! Come in here." George and her cousin came out of the bathroom and stared at Nancy. "What is it Nancy? Is something wrong?" Bess asked. "No. I just forgot about this tape I found in the shed earlier. I wanted to listen to it. Do one of you girls have a tape player?" Bess produced one from her travel bag and set it one the table. Nancy inserted the tape and they listened intently to what it said.
m the truth.♥Part Five♥
"Lisa Ostrum, journalist here with some exciting news!" The tape crackled loudly as it played. "I am about to interview one of the greatest skiiers in France, Jacques Brunais. I am writing an article for Skiiers Today and I want him in it. Let's just head down the basement here. Ahhhh! And there he is. Hello? Mr. Brunais? May I speak with you for a second?" "Sure Lisa. What about?" "Well I am doing an article for Skiiers Today and I wanted to put you in it." Lisa said. "Okay. What do you want to know?" "Well, how do you cope with nagging fans? Do you sign autographs? Do you ski all the time?" "Well I do sign autographs and I don't ski all the time. Bad knees. Ummm. I just basically tell all my fans I need some space and they back off." "Let me ask you something else, have you ever done something to harm another skiier or have you cheated in a competition?" "Well" Jacques began. "I have cheated once or twice." "Really? What competition?" "Just between me and you, the last one as a matter of fact." Jacques said. "That's probably why I lost." "Oooops!" Lisa cried. The tape recorder hits the floor. "What is that?" Jacques cried. "Were you taping me?" "No! It is just my PDA!" "Yeah right!" THUD! "Lis-." The tape ends.
"Wow." Bess said. "Sounds like Jacques didn't want anyone to find out he was cheating." "Who would want the whole country to ifnd out you were cheating?" George said. "Well I think I better pay Lisa a visit now." Nancy said. Nancy walked down the hall. It was 8:57 PM. She lingered in the hall for a couple more minutes and then knocked on Lisa's door.
Lisa opened the door and said in a hoarse whisper,"Come in. Hurry." Nancy did so and seated herself on the burgandy couch. "Okay Lisa, let's cut to the chase. What was that book and why did you take it?" "Okay. But you wont believe me." "Try me." Was Nancy's reply. "Okay, I am an ancestor of Marie Antoinette. This was her second diary that she wrote. I know you have the first one. But I though I deserved the other one. The other day, I was in the tower looking around when I go into that little jail looking thing. I looked at the walls and noticed one block of cement protruded a little farther out than the rest. I pushed it and a little shelf came out about three inches. I had a tough time getting that book out I'll tell ya."
"Okay. Well that clears up that story, what about you taping Jacques without him knowing it?" "How did you find out about that?" Lisa demanded. "I was in the shed and I saw it on the work bench. It wasn't labled or anything so I took it. I wanted to know whose it was so I could give it back to them." "Huh. Well I want it back." Lisa said rather harshly. "I don't have it at the moment. It's in my room. My friends have it." "Well your friends had better hand it over. My reputation depends on that tape. Now, skeedaddle on over to your room, get the tape and make it back here in five minutes." Lisa said. "Okay. Be right back!" Nancy hurried on over to her room opened the door and slammed it shut.
"Nancy what is wrong?" Bess said. "Lisa is an anscestor of Marie Antoinette and she has a second diary the queen wrote. I need it. It may hold very important clues to this tower." Nancy said. "Well, I suggest we borrow it for awhile and then give it back." George said with a little anger in her voice. "That is what I thought but she guards the thing with her life. When I was talking to her, she was sitting on the thing!" Nancy said in disgust. "I have to get back down to her room with that tape in about 5 seconds so I will explain later." Nancy hurried down the hall to Lisa's open door. Lisa was standing there with a very angry look on her face.
"I was beginning to think you weren't coming back. Where's the tape?" Nancy handed it over reluctantly. "Now then, what else do you want to talk about?" "Nothing more. Thanks for your time Lisa." "Anytime. Anytime." Lisa said.
Nancy hurried back to her room to explain why she had taken the tape. After she finished, she got up abruptly and said, "I am going to the professor's room and I need a watchdog." George eagerly voluntered while Bess opted for a hot bath and some scented candles. Nancy sighed and her and George took off down the hall not knowing what to expect once they got to the professor's room.
Please read this and tell me how I did.?
well i didnt finish reading it but it was really great you put alot of effort in it and it really paid off i hope when you finish it its just as good as the beggining was
Reply:That's really good! I liked it!!! Great job! I gave you a star! :) ♥
xoxo
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Reply:That was great.
Reply:Horrible..... I didn't like it ... I know this will not get me best answer but it's the truth. You can not use some ones character to write your own stuff. Secondly it reminds me of The Da Vinci Code when Sophie takes the hidden item from behind the painting and her and prof. langdon hear a noise. Plaigarism is the use of other peoples material or ideas either intentionally or unintentionally
Reply:that was... interesting
Reply:Was the shirt really riped... or did it just have a little hole in it ??
Reply:u had all that time 2 write that????? its 2 long!!!!!
Reply:u dont get out much do u?
Reply:Very good, there are a few grammatical errors and spelling mistakes but well done. You obviously have a creative mind, i couldn't do this.
Reply:i didnt read it al.....but the 1st 2 lines were pretty good....:)
Reply:whew, i need a nap now.
Reply:My honest answer is your question is far too long and i couldn't be bothered to read it sorry xx
Reply:wow.... that is soooo sooo long
Reply:im surprised they even let youpost this u gotta be f--kin kiddin me
Reply:i REALY like it, but you could use a little more voice, but the plot itself is phenominal. but a good trick you shhould use is to use adverbial prases in the narration
Reply:just add some paragraphs together because they are way too whort for a paragraph.... but if u fix that, its perfect....xD
Reply:i is so AWESOME!!! i think i will print it out and read it over and over!!!
Reply:I'm sure this is a very interesting and awesome story.. But i have absolutely no time to read it.. Sorry :S
Reply:It was very good. There were a couple of spelling mistakes though so you should look it over. Also when people are talking you need to make it a new paragragh. Like when someone new talks it's a new paragraph. Good work.
Reply:um... IT WAS FANTASTIC!!!
well at least up to the point where I stopped. I dont like to read, but what I just read was.. well... fantastic. lol
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What life experiences have drawn you to the topic of philosophy?
I love philosophy and the many answers that I read on yahoo answers. I've had some pretty rough experiences being in my shoes and my shoes only. My negative perspective of the world and where it led me made me want to change my perspective. At one point I was also forced because I was a danger to myself. This is what made me want to learn more about philosophy. My friends always tell me that I should major in philosophy or psychology. What about philosophy is interesting to you. What led you here? Often I was in a situation where people didn't understand me. I was labeled something harsh. Now philosophy and psychology provide me with the ideas to express myself.
What life experiences have drawn you to the topic of philosophy?
I have just answered this Question in S%26amp;C but I like it so I will paste my answer here as well
Big knowing smile
Because if you people to understand you.
You must learn to understand people
Because pain is a harsh teacher
Because Ignorance is the true evil of the world
and ignorance is lack of knowing
and to love is to know
and I love to know
walking to the edge show you your limits
and when you can see your limits you can change them
as to your question
What about philosophy is interesting to you. What led you here?
Would it be too much if I said "Life, the universe and everything" to part of these is to be part of yourself, but by walking the path of knowledge you can do more than just know yourself.
Sorry best answer I can give in a simple form
Baci
Reply:Coming to terms with the hypocrisy of the world religions .
Originally being a Catholic and taught to fear God with penalties of for ever damnation for some ridiculous sin , that I began to question all the teachings and after many years of searching and studying I concluded that Religion, all religions are human made to fulfill for the benefit of the few that were and are in charge , in reality another form of taxation by the clergy , using fear as a catalyst to have followers into their own doctrines .
Consequently the discovery of this society lies , has open doors to view life in a philosophical way .
Reply:Honestly, I don't think there ever was a life experience that can account for my love of philosophy. I think I just showed up that way. I remember being labeled a daydreamer when I was in 2nd grade. I wasn't daydreaming. I was thinking. To this day, my mother complains that I think too much. It's just the way I am put together.
Reply:I actually discovered Philosophy in college. Honestly, prior to that, I didn't even know that it existed. I went to a private Catholic University that required all student to take classes in Philosophy as well as Theology. Although I was opposed to it, I did it anyway because the university had a wonderful reputation and a fantastic Psychology department. (I was ignorant and assumed that the Catholic professors who taught Philo and Theo would try to cram their religion down my throat.)
It is one of the greatest things I have ever done. I was always a "dreamer." I found a discipline that validated my "dreaming." It isn't that I was looking for validation. But, I used to hate it when people would say to me, "What are you doing?" To which I would respond, "I'm thinking." They would then say, "Oh, so you're not doing anything."
As a child I always was made to feel "wrong," "weird," or “bad” because I liked to think and because I questioned everything. So, the idea that thinking was encouraged was very refreshing to me.
As my Psychology studies progressed, I learned that Psychology was born of Philosophy. So, my appreciation for Philosophy grew even greater as I began to understand how crucial it was to what I was studying.
I am not a Philosopher in the "practical" sense. Perhaps in the general sense I am – perhaps not. :) Regardless, I like this category because the people here seem to contemplate moreso than those who frequent other categories. They prefer to think rather than regurgitate. :)
I fear I am rambling, so I'll leave it at that. :)
Reply:You will never believe this is a serious answer, but it is:
In high school, I got from the library a hardcover edition of "Playboy Interviews." The only interview that appeared even mildly interesting was the one with Ayn Rand. I've been a fan ever since.
Her interview in 1959 with Mike Wallace:
http://economistsview.typepad.com/econom...
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What life experiences have drawn you to the topic of philosophy?
I have just answered this Question in S%26amp;C but I like it so I will paste my answer here as well
Big knowing smile
Because if you people to understand you.
You must learn to understand people
Because pain is a harsh teacher
Because Ignorance is the true evil of the world
and ignorance is lack of knowing
and to love is to know
and I love to know
walking to the edge show you your limits
and when you can see your limits you can change them
as to your question
What about philosophy is interesting to you. What led you here?
Would it be too much if I said "Life, the universe and everything" to part of these is to be part of yourself, but by walking the path of knowledge you can do more than just know yourself.
Sorry best answer I can give in a simple form
Baci
Reply:Coming to terms with the hypocrisy of the world religions .
Originally being a Catholic and taught to fear God with penalties of for ever damnation for some ridiculous sin , that I began to question all the teachings and after many years of searching and studying I concluded that Religion, all religions are human made to fulfill for the benefit of the few that were and are in charge , in reality another form of taxation by the clergy , using fear as a catalyst to have followers into their own doctrines .
Consequently the discovery of this society lies , has open doors to view life in a philosophical way .
Reply:Honestly, I don't think there ever was a life experience that can account for my love of philosophy. I think I just showed up that way. I remember being labeled a daydreamer when I was in 2nd grade. I wasn't daydreaming. I was thinking. To this day, my mother complains that I think too much. It's just the way I am put together.
Reply:I actually discovered Philosophy in college. Honestly, prior to that, I didn't even know that it existed. I went to a private Catholic University that required all student to take classes in Philosophy as well as Theology. Although I was opposed to it, I did it anyway because the university had a wonderful reputation and a fantastic Psychology department. (I was ignorant and assumed that the Catholic professors who taught Philo and Theo would try to cram their religion down my throat.)
It is one of the greatest things I have ever done. I was always a "dreamer." I found a discipline that validated my "dreaming." It isn't that I was looking for validation. But, I used to hate it when people would say to me, "What are you doing?" To which I would respond, "I'm thinking." They would then say, "Oh, so you're not doing anything."
As a child I always was made to feel "wrong," "weird," or “bad” because I liked to think and because I questioned everything. So, the idea that thinking was encouraged was very refreshing to me.
As my Psychology studies progressed, I learned that Psychology was born of Philosophy. So, my appreciation for Philosophy grew even greater as I began to understand how crucial it was to what I was studying.
I am not a Philosopher in the "practical" sense. Perhaps in the general sense I am – perhaps not. :) Regardless, I like this category because the people here seem to contemplate moreso than those who frequent other categories. They prefer to think rather than regurgitate. :)
I fear I am rambling, so I'll leave it at that. :)
Reply:You will never believe this is a serious answer, but it is:
In high school, I got from the library a hardcover edition of "Playboy Interviews." The only interview that appeared even mildly interesting was the one with Ayn Rand. I've been a fan ever since.
Her interview in 1959 with Mike Wallace:
http://economistsview.typepad.com/econom...
skin tone
Do you think I'm emo??
I don't label myself obviously if I'm asking and I'm not a "poser". I just want to know if you think I am. Don't worry I don't care if you're harsh so say whatever you want.
Some days I feel like dying would be a really okay option. There are so many things going on in my life right now and I hate it. I wear whatever I feel like and that happens to be mostly skinny or reg jeans, t-shirts, and really bright shoes or vans slip ons. I wear alot of bracelets mostly to hide the cuts-which I don't want people to see obviously. I don't do it for attention so piss off! I have issues I understand that and I'm working on it. I don't care much about the label I'm jsut curious.
Thanks.
Do you think I'm emo??
you could be because you kind of feel the emotional side of it, but remember that clothes don't make you, you give attitude to the clothes that you wear and if you actually feel attracted to this type of emo life then label yourself it, i mean you like the music too right?? just be happy and life has wonderful things too, sometimes you got to be a little bit optimistic.
tanning
Some days I feel like dying would be a really okay option. There are so many things going on in my life right now and I hate it. I wear whatever I feel like and that happens to be mostly skinny or reg jeans, t-shirts, and really bright shoes or vans slip ons. I wear alot of bracelets mostly to hide the cuts-which I don't want people to see obviously. I don't do it for attention so piss off! I have issues I understand that and I'm working on it. I don't care much about the label I'm jsut curious.
Thanks.
Do you think I'm emo??
you could be because you kind of feel the emotional side of it, but remember that clothes don't make you, you give attitude to the clothes that you wear and if you actually feel attracted to this type of emo life then label yourself it, i mean you like the music too right?? just be happy and life has wonderful things too, sometimes you got to be a little bit optimistic.
tanning
Ever wanted to annoy someone in the office?
Thanks to new inspiration, this is my new post on annoying people. (Again, sorry it takes a million years to read, trust me, it took a million years to TYPE!!)
By the way, most of my posts are from GetAmused.com
“Hi-lite” your shoes. Tell people that you haven’t lost your shoes since you did this.
Agree to organize the company Christmas party. Hold it at McDonald’s Playland. Charge everyone $15 each.
Ask people what gender they are. Laugh hysterically after they answer.
Arrive at a meeting late, say you’re sorry, but you didn’t have time for lunch, and you’re going to be nibbling during the meeting. During the meeting eat entire raw potatoes.
Attach a sign that says "FAX" to the paper shredder. Sit and watch to see how many people fall for it.
Bring in dishes that you tried to cook but didn’t turn out quite right as special treats for your co-workers.
Change the message on the company voice mail system. Get “Creative”.
Compose all your e-mail in rhyming couplets.
DARE: Run three laps around the office at top speed
DARE: Ignore the first three people who say “Good Morning” to you
DARE: Skipping is better than walking
DARE: After every sentence, say “Mon” in a really bad Jamaican accent – “Thank you, Mon”
Decorate your office with pictures of Cindy Brady and Danny Partridge. Try to pass them off as your children.
Determine how many cups of coffee is “too many.”
Develop an unnatural fear of staplers.
Email your boss the message: I know what you did last vacation.
Encourage your colleagues to join you in a little synchronized chair dancing.
Erect a shrine to your favorite sports team, holding candlelight vigils at 10:00 a.m. and 2:00 p.m. daily.
Every time someone asks you to do something, ask them if they want fries with that.
Every five minutes, announce (very loudly) that you have to go to the bathroom
Find out where your boss shops and buy exactly the same outfits. Always wear them one day after your boss does. (This is especially effective if your boss is a different gender than you are.)
For a relaxing break, get away from it all with a mask and snorkel in the fish tank. If no one notices, take out your snorkel and see how many you can catch in your mouth.
Hang mistletoe over your desk.
Insist that your e-mail address be: “zena_goddess_of_fire@companyname.com” (or “thor_god_of_thunder@companyname.com”)
Install a set of buttons and lights in the arm of your chair. Talk into your daytimer.
Make a roof over your cubical out of old soda cans.
Make up nicknames for all your coworkers and refer to them only by these names. “That’s a good point Sparky.” “No I’m sorry I’m going to have to disagree with you there, Chachi.”
Name all your pens and insist that meetings can’t begin until they’re all present.
Come to work in your pajamas.
No matter what anyone asks you, reply “Okay.”
Page your co-workers to call their extensions so they call themselves.
Page yourself over the intercom. (Don't disguise your voice.)
Put a chair facing a printer, sit there all day and tell people you’re waiting for your document.
Put decaf in the coffeemaker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over their caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.
Put your garbage can on your desk. Label it “IN.”
Schedule meetings for 4:14 pm.
Send e-mail messages saying free pizza, free donuts etc... in the lunchroom, when people complain that there was none... Just lean back, pat your stomach, and say, “Oh you’ve got to be faster than that.”
Send email to the rest of the company telling them what you're doing. For example "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the bathroom."
Send email to yourself engaging yourself in an intelligent debate about the direction of one of your company’s products. Forward the mail to a co-worker and ask her to settle the disagreement.
Send emails one word (or a few) at a time. end each one with something like, "more to come tuned to your inbox for further developments..."
Suggest that beer be put in the soda machine.
Talk to your mouse as if it is a C.B. radio.
Wait until a co-worker goes on vacation, then relocate everything they have in their office, and move someone else in their place. When they get back act like nothing has changed since they left.
When an a person tells you that they'll be there shortly, reply in a scathing tone of voice: "And just how many weeks do you mean by shortly?"
When in conversation, no matter where you are in the office, mutter, “I think my phone is ringing” and leave. Go get a coffee.
When IT support sends you an e-mail with high importance, delete it at once.
Whenever anyone comes in your cubicle insist they knock or don’t speak with them. When they knock, ignore them.
While making presentations, occasionally bob your head like a parakeet.
While sitting at your desk, soak your fingers in “Palmolive”.
Ever wanted to annoy someone in the office?
Kitty just to let you know your Boss is reading this and is now giving serious consideration to explaining to you the benefit of gainful well paid employment, or, the alternative you may have to face . . . and do stop bobbing your head whilst reading this advice. Now say after me, " Who is a pretty girl then ! "
Reply:ROFFLE XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD... at ur post and ur reply to him O_O XDDDDDDD Report It
Reply:I actually did something like this at my work only I labeled everything in the office in Spanish.
Reply:LOL I DONT EVEN THINK I GOT HALF WAY DOWN THE LIST BUT WHAT I DID READ WAS FUNNY
Reply:haha!! lol!! heres a star
Reply:some are funny
Reply:man ur so funny!!!!.
Reply:oh MAN, that is hilarious!!!
Reply:I'm e-mailing this out, if I can. It's seriously awesome!
Reply:Doesn't this get you fired?
What was the whole point of this anyway?
But, I liked it!!!
tanning
By the way, most of my posts are from GetAmused.com
“Hi-lite” your shoes. Tell people that you haven’t lost your shoes since you did this.
Agree to organize the company Christmas party. Hold it at McDonald’s Playland. Charge everyone $15 each.
Ask people what gender they are. Laugh hysterically after they answer.
Arrive at a meeting late, say you’re sorry, but you didn’t have time for lunch, and you’re going to be nibbling during the meeting. During the meeting eat entire raw potatoes.
Attach a sign that says "FAX" to the paper shredder. Sit and watch to see how many people fall for it.
Bring in dishes that you tried to cook but didn’t turn out quite right as special treats for your co-workers.
Change the message on the company voice mail system. Get “Creative”.
Compose all your e-mail in rhyming couplets.
DARE: Run three laps around the office at top speed
DARE: Ignore the first three people who say “Good Morning” to you
DARE: Skipping is better than walking
DARE: After every sentence, say “Mon” in a really bad Jamaican accent – “Thank you, Mon”
Decorate your office with pictures of Cindy Brady and Danny Partridge. Try to pass them off as your children.
Determine how many cups of coffee is “too many.”
Develop an unnatural fear of staplers.
Email your boss the message: I know what you did last vacation.
Encourage your colleagues to join you in a little synchronized chair dancing.
Erect a shrine to your favorite sports team, holding candlelight vigils at 10:00 a.m. and 2:00 p.m. daily.
Every time someone asks you to do something, ask them if they want fries with that.
Every five minutes, announce (very loudly) that you have to go to the bathroom
Find out where your boss shops and buy exactly the same outfits. Always wear them one day after your boss does. (This is especially effective if your boss is a different gender than you are.)
For a relaxing break, get away from it all with a mask and snorkel in the fish tank. If no one notices, take out your snorkel and see how many you can catch in your mouth.
Hang mistletoe over your desk.
Insist that your e-mail address be: “zena_goddess_of_fire@companyname.com” (or “thor_god_of_thunder@companyname.com”)
Install a set of buttons and lights in the arm of your chair. Talk into your daytimer.
Make a roof over your cubical out of old soda cans.
Make up nicknames for all your coworkers and refer to them only by these names. “That’s a good point Sparky.” “No I’m sorry I’m going to have to disagree with you there, Chachi.”
Name all your pens and insist that meetings can’t begin until they’re all present.
Come to work in your pajamas.
No matter what anyone asks you, reply “Okay.”
Page your co-workers to call their extensions so they call themselves.
Page yourself over the intercom. (Don't disguise your voice.)
Put a chair facing a printer, sit there all day and tell people you’re waiting for your document.
Put decaf in the coffeemaker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over their caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.
Put your garbage can on your desk. Label it “IN.”
Schedule meetings for 4:14 pm.
Send e-mail messages saying free pizza, free donuts etc... in the lunchroom, when people complain that there was none... Just lean back, pat your stomach, and say, “Oh you’ve got to be faster than that.”
Send email to the rest of the company telling them what you're doing. For example "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the bathroom."
Send email to yourself engaging yourself in an intelligent debate about the direction of one of your company’s products. Forward the mail to a co-worker and ask her to settle the disagreement.
Send emails one word (or a few) at a time. end each one with something like, "more to come tuned to your inbox for further developments..."
Suggest that beer be put in the soda machine.
Talk to your mouse as if it is a C.B. radio.
Wait until a co-worker goes on vacation, then relocate everything they have in their office, and move someone else in their place. When they get back act like nothing has changed since they left.
When an a person tells you that they'll be there shortly, reply in a scathing tone of voice: "And just how many weeks do you mean by shortly?"
When in conversation, no matter where you are in the office, mutter, “I think my phone is ringing” and leave. Go get a coffee.
When IT support sends you an e-mail with high importance, delete it at once.
Whenever anyone comes in your cubicle insist they knock or don’t speak with them. When they knock, ignore them.
While making presentations, occasionally bob your head like a parakeet.
While sitting at your desk, soak your fingers in “Palmolive”.
Ever wanted to annoy someone in the office?
Kitty just to let you know your Boss is reading this and is now giving serious consideration to explaining to you the benefit of gainful well paid employment, or, the alternative you may have to face . . . and do stop bobbing your head whilst reading this advice. Now say after me, " Who is a pretty girl then ! "
Reply:ROFFLE XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD... at ur post and ur reply to him O_O XDDDDDDD Report It
Reply:I actually did something like this at my work only I labeled everything in the office in Spanish.
Reply:LOL I DONT EVEN THINK I GOT HALF WAY DOWN THE LIST BUT WHAT I DID READ WAS FUNNY
Reply:haha!! lol!! heres a star
Reply:some are funny
Reply:man ur so funny!!!!.
Reply:oh MAN, that is hilarious!!!
Reply:I'm e-mailing this out, if I can. It's seriously awesome!
Reply:Doesn't this get you fired?
What was the whole point of this anyway?
But, I liked it!!!
tanning
Wanna have some fun in work?
- Page yourself over the intercom. (Don’t disguise your voice.)
- Find out where your boss shops and buy exactly the same outfits. Always wear them one day after your boss does. (This is especially effective if your boss is a different gender than you are.)
- Send email to the rest of the company telling them what you’re doing. e.g. “If anyone needs me, I’ll be in the bathroom.”
- “Hi-lite” your shoes. Tell people that you haven’t lost your shoes since you did this.
- Every time someone asks you to do something, ask them if they want fries with that.
-Put your garbage can on your desk. Label it “IN.”
- Develop an unnatural fear of staplers.
- Make beeping noises when a large person backs up.
- Shout random numbers when someone is counting.
- As much as possible, skip rather than walk.
- Ask people what gender they are.
- Sit in your car in the parking lot at lunch time pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.
Wanna have some fun in work?
Those are funny. I like these ones as well.
- Leave your zipper open for one hour. If anyone points it out, say, "Sorry, I really prefer it this way".
- While riding in a lift, gasp dramatically every time the doors open.
- Babble incoherently at a fellow employee then ask, "Did you get all that, I don't want to have to repeat it"
- In a meeting or crowded situation, slap your forehead repeatedly and mutter, "Shut up, damn it, all of you just shut up!"
- In a colleague's diary, write in 10am: "See how I look in tights".
- In the subject field for all your e-mails, write " FOR SEXUAL FAVOURS".
- Finish all your sentences with "In accordance with the prophecy."
and my personal favourite - At lunchtime, get down on your knees and announce, "As God is my witness, I'll never go hungry again." in a southern accent a la Scarlett O'Hara
Reply:Some of my colleagues are like that, but I'm in Broadmoor Hospital
Reply:LOL!!!!!! so funi! i get bored at wrk 2!! always sittin at my desk thinkin of wat naghties i can get up 2! lol, da dressing da same one sounds great, im gona do that 1! cos my boss is gay, and has such a big ego! if he thinks i admire him! watchin him walkin round wit a big head is gona be SO funi! let me kno if u got anymore ideas!
Reply:How about walk into the elevator and stand SUPER close to the person next to you...or walk in and immediately go to the corner and stand with your nose in the corner...
Reply:....you got fired didn't you????
Cute
Reply:I love the one about labeling the trash can as an "IN" box!! That's great!!
Reply:Suckin face at work just makes **** alot funner, time flye when you are havin fun! : )
Reply:haha very funny stuff but I would get fired in a heartbeat
Reply:I love these!!! You should be a writer for The Office.
Reply:You're very bored, aren't you?!
Reply:Ha Ha, this is great!
I work in an office so I find this to be exremely funny, and I have actually shouted numbers when someone is counting - I found it to be hilarious and thankfully the person I did it to had a good personality so they took it as it was - me just being a smart *ss....
Reply:hahahah...nice~ guess you are really bored at work
usually i just come to Y!A
Reply:funny but a lil weird
Reply:Funny! 100!
Reply:Why don´t you play fair with your boss (you know the guy who pays you ) and resign so that he can employ someone who actually WORKS for their money and dos´n´t spend all day dreaming up pranks.
Reply:I like number 2
Reply:lol You have to be really bored to do these.. funny though.
Reply:i work in a shop so there is no way to have fun like this
Reply:Every day i do all of the above- i am the office 'irritater'.
Reply:ahahahah, id get fired ! i cant .... i wanna but cant ... cause whose gonna pay my bills n rent .. u perhaps ?
Reply:We had the whole "game" and "rules" print-out about a month ago, I'm already familiar with these =D The only one I tried was the "Do you want fries with that?" Our workplace is very laid-back, boss is easy-going. Best wishes always ♥ Laura
Reply:THOSE ARE SOO FUNNNNNY!!!
hah i almost pee'd my pants!
but i don't have a job yet... i'll keep those in mind when i do:P
Reply:yeah i and did before
Reply:hmmm
Reply:last one is funy, but some of them will just get me fired.
skin tags
- Find out where your boss shops and buy exactly the same outfits. Always wear them one day after your boss does. (This is especially effective if your boss is a different gender than you are.)
- Send email to the rest of the company telling them what you’re doing. e.g. “If anyone needs me, I’ll be in the bathroom.”
- “Hi-lite” your shoes. Tell people that you haven’t lost your shoes since you did this.
- Every time someone asks you to do something, ask them if they want fries with that.
-Put your garbage can on your desk. Label it “IN.”
- Develop an unnatural fear of staplers.
- Make beeping noises when a large person backs up.
- Shout random numbers when someone is counting.
- As much as possible, skip rather than walk.
- Ask people what gender they are.
- Sit in your car in the parking lot at lunch time pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.
Wanna have some fun in work?
Those are funny. I like these ones as well.
- Leave your zipper open for one hour. If anyone points it out, say, "Sorry, I really prefer it this way".
- While riding in a lift, gasp dramatically every time the doors open.
- Babble incoherently at a fellow employee then ask, "Did you get all that, I don't want to have to repeat it"
- In a meeting or crowded situation, slap your forehead repeatedly and mutter, "Shut up, damn it, all of you just shut up!"
- In a colleague's diary, write in 10am: "See how I look in tights".
- In the subject field for all your e-mails, write " FOR SEXUAL FAVOURS".
- Finish all your sentences with "In accordance with the prophecy."
and my personal favourite - At lunchtime, get down on your knees and announce, "As God is my witness, I'll never go hungry again." in a southern accent a la Scarlett O'Hara
Reply:Some of my colleagues are like that, but I'm in Broadmoor Hospital
Reply:LOL!!!!!! so funi! i get bored at wrk 2!! always sittin at my desk thinkin of wat naghties i can get up 2! lol, da dressing da same one sounds great, im gona do that 1! cos my boss is gay, and has such a big ego! if he thinks i admire him! watchin him walkin round wit a big head is gona be SO funi! let me kno if u got anymore ideas!
Reply:How about walk into the elevator and stand SUPER close to the person next to you...or walk in and immediately go to the corner and stand with your nose in the corner...
Reply:....you got fired didn't you????
Cute
Reply:I love the one about labeling the trash can as an "IN" box!! That's great!!
Reply:Suckin face at work just makes **** alot funner, time flye when you are havin fun! : )
Reply:haha very funny stuff but I would get fired in a heartbeat
Reply:I love these!!! You should be a writer for The Office.
Reply:You're very bored, aren't you?!
Reply:Ha Ha, this is great!
I work in an office so I find this to be exremely funny, and I have actually shouted numbers when someone is counting - I found it to be hilarious and thankfully the person I did it to had a good personality so they took it as it was - me just being a smart *ss....
Reply:hahahah...nice~ guess you are really bored at work
usually i just come to Y!A
Reply:funny but a lil weird
Reply:Funny! 100!
Reply:Why don´t you play fair with your boss (you know the guy who pays you ) and resign so that he can employ someone who actually WORKS for their money and dos´n´t spend all day dreaming up pranks.
Reply:I like number 2
Reply:lol You have to be really bored to do these.. funny though.
Reply:i work in a shop so there is no way to have fun like this
Reply:Every day i do all of the above- i am the office 'irritater'.
Reply:ahahahah, id get fired ! i cant .... i wanna but cant ... cause whose gonna pay my bills n rent .. u perhaps ?
Reply:We had the whole "game" and "rules" print-out about a month ago, I'm already familiar with these =D The only one I tried was the "Do you want fries with that?" Our workplace is very laid-back, boss is easy-going. Best wishes always ♥ Laura
Reply:THOSE ARE SOO FUNNNNNY!!!
hah i almost pee'd my pants!
but i don't have a job yet... i'll keep those in mind when i do:P
Reply:yeah i and did before
Reply:hmmm
Reply:last one is funy, but some of them will just get me fired.
skin tags
What is the song "Ignoreland" by REM talking about?
The lyrics go like this:
These bastards stole their power from the victims of the Us v. Them years,
Wrecking all things virtuous and true
The undermining social democratic downhill slide into abysmal
Lost lamb off the precipice into the trickle down runoff pool
They hypnotised the summer, 1979
Marched into the capital brooding duplicitous, wicked and able, media-ready,
Heartless, and labeled. Super US citizen, super achiever,
Mega ultra power doesn't relax.
Defense, defense, defense, defense. Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland. Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The information nation took their clues from all the sound-bite gluttons
1980, 84, 88, 92 too, too
How to be what you can be, junk, damn junk in your energy
How to walk in dignity with throw up on your shoes
They amplified the autumn, 1979
Calculate the capital, offer the public my skinny ***
TV tells a million lies. The paper's terrified to report
Anything that isn't handed on a presidential spoon,
I'm just profoundly frustrated by all this. So, **** you, man (**** 'em)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland. Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland
If they wasn't there we would have created them. Maybe, it's true,
But I'm resentful all the same. Someone's got to take the blame
I know that this is vitriol. No solution, spleen venting,
But I feel better having screamed. Don't you?
They desecrate the winter, 1979
Capital collateral. Brooding duplicitous, wicked and able, media-ready,
Heartless, and labeled. Super US citizen, super achiever,
Mega ultra power doesn't relax.
Defense, defense, defense, defense. Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland. Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland. Yeah, yeah, yeah
I did not do the revolution
Thank you
What is the song "Ignoreland" by REM talking about?
Take a look at this, it might help.
http://www.flim.com/remlafaq/aftp/ignore...
loan
These bastards stole their power from the victims of the Us v. Them years,
Wrecking all things virtuous and true
The undermining social democratic downhill slide into abysmal
Lost lamb off the precipice into the trickle down runoff pool
They hypnotised the summer, 1979
Marched into the capital brooding duplicitous, wicked and able, media-ready,
Heartless, and labeled. Super US citizen, super achiever,
Mega ultra power doesn't relax.
Defense, defense, defense, defense. Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland. Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The information nation took their clues from all the sound-bite gluttons
1980, 84, 88, 92 too, too
How to be what you can be, junk, damn junk in your energy
How to walk in dignity with throw up on your shoes
They amplified the autumn, 1979
Calculate the capital, offer the public my skinny ***
TV tells a million lies. The paper's terrified to report
Anything that isn't handed on a presidential spoon,
I'm just profoundly frustrated by all this. So, **** you, man (**** 'em)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland. Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland
If they wasn't there we would have created them. Maybe, it's true,
But I'm resentful all the same. Someone's got to take the blame
I know that this is vitriol. No solution, spleen venting,
But I feel better having screamed. Don't you?
They desecrate the winter, 1979
Capital collateral. Brooding duplicitous, wicked and able, media-ready,
Heartless, and labeled. Super US citizen, super achiever,
Mega ultra power doesn't relax.
Defense, defense, defense, defense. Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland. Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ignoreland. Yeah, yeah, yeah
I did not do the revolution
Thank you
What is the song "Ignoreland" by REM talking about?
Take a look at this, it might help.
http://www.flim.com/remlafaq/aftp/ignore...
loan
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