Anna Paquin nude video pics from True Blood Season 2

Anna Paquin is already getting naked in Season 2 of True Blood, which just came out on HBO. If you don’t get HBO, don’t worry, you can look at the pics and videos of here getting nude here.

And the nude video of Anna Paquin getting fucked in True Blood.

Miley Cyrus shower

Miley Cyrus nude in the shower. More or less.

So she’s not exactly naked, butt Hannah Montana is pretty close this time.  You see most of her ass in there, but not quite her breasts yet.   I’m sure if we could see it from the front we’d see her undressed tits of Mylee Cyrus under that wet t-shirt.

Poll: Who Won the Debate. YOU Decide.

Robbin Obama

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Who is this?

Who is this?

He wants to take power during economic turmoil, while promising hope for the nation’s future.

Wants to clamp down on big business.

Blames all the problems on those who are successful, saying they’re greedy and selfish and their wealth needs to be Robin Hooded away from them and given to others not as fortunate.

Proclaims that the evils of capitalism led to the current economic crisis, saying that the current system exploits the “economically weak”.

Gives speeches where, no matter the actual words or topics, people leap to their feet, yelling and screaming in praise. He uses specifically chosen words and catchy phrases to excite the masses, while offering no real solution.

Accuses opponents of being right extremists who will increase the wealth gap to maintain control over the working class.

Appeals largely to the young, ignorant, and impressionable population.

Mandates that citizens have a requirement of civil service.

Wants tighter gun control.

Grew up in a country other than the one in which he wants to rule.

Wants innovation to originate from government, rather than from the private sector.

If you said either Adolf Hitler or Barack Hussein Obama you would be correct.

Now I’m not saying that Barack Hussein Obama is the same as Adolf Hitler, they’re actually quite different. Here are some ways one candidate differs from the other:

Favors merit over Equality.

Favors competition over cooperation.

Strong military.

Realism over idealism.

Nationalism over internationalism.

Against all inclusiveness.

Common sense over theory.

Pragmatism over principle.

Acknowledgement that the government and the Church needs to have a relationship.

These are just some of the views that Hitler had, and not Obama.

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Barack Obama Socialism

I was surfing my favorite news blog, and found some disturbing information about Barack Obama. View the original post about Obama Hitler comparison.

Bristol Palin’s email and phone number hacked?

Bristol Palin, Vice Presidential Candidate Sarah Palin’s daughter now has her phone number in the public.  I guess uou can call 907-982-9061 if you want to, or you can email bristol_palin@hotmail.com if you want to, I’m not sure if it breaks any laws but you may have the FBI knocking on your door:)

Also in the hacked email were some pictures I don’t think we’ve seen before.  Sorry guys, no Bristol Palin nude pictures.  If you want to see someone naked, you’ll need to look elsewhere.  Obviously the young teen has had sex, but there are no known pornographic pics or videos.

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Butt Scam

I got this in my email yesterday. I had to post it. You can never be too cautious.

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Generally, I hate the warnings that get sent around, but I have to admit that this one is important. Please protect everyone you know by sending this to your entire email list.

If a man comes to your front door and says he is conducting a survey and asks you to show him your bum. DO NOT show him your bum. This is a scam – he only wants to see your bum.

I wish I’d got this yesterday. I feel so stupid and cheap.

Six to Eight Black Men

I've never been much for guidebooks, so when trying to get my
bearings in a strange American city, I normally start by asking the
cabdriver or hotel clerk some silly question regarding the latest
census figures. I say silly because I don't really care how many
people live in Olympia, Washington, or Columbus, Ohio.  They're
nice enough places, but the numbers mean nothing to me. My second
question might have to do with average annual rainfall, which,
again, doesn't tell me anything about the people who have chosen
to call this place home.

What really interests me are the local gun laws. Can I carry a
concealed weapon, and if so, under what circumstances? What's the
waiting period for a tommy gun? Could I buy a Glock 17 if I were
recently divorced or fired from my job? I've learned from
experience that it's best to lead into this subject as delicately
as possible, especially if you and the local citizen are alone and
enclosed in a relatively small space. Bide your time, though, and
you can walk away with some excellent stories. I've heard, for
example, that the blind can legally hunt in both Texas and
Michigan. They must be accompanied by a sighted companion, but
still, it seems a bit risky. You wouldn't want a blind person
driving a car or piloting a plane, so why hand him a rifle? What
sense does that make? I ask about guns not because I want one of
my own but because the answers vary so widely from state to state.
In a country that's become so homogenous, I'm reassured by these
last touches of regionalism.

Guns aren't really an issue in Europe, so when I'm traveling
abroad, my first question usually relates to barnyard animals.
"What do your roosters say?" is a good icebreaker, as every country
has its own unique interpretation. In Germany, where dogs bark "vow
vow" and both the frog and the duck say "quack," the rooster greets
the dawn with a hearty "kik-a-ricki." Greek roosters crow "kiri-a-
kee," and in France they scream "coco-rico," which sounds like one
of those horrible premixed cocktails with a pirate on the label.
When told that an American rooster says "cock-a-doodle-doo," my
hosts look at me with disbelief and pity.

"When do you open your Christmas presents?" is another good
conversation starter as it explains a lot about national character.
People who traditionally open gifts on Christmas Eve seem a bit
more pious and family oriented than those who wait until Christmas
morning. They go to mass, open presents, eat a late meal, return
to church the following morning, and devote the rest of the day to
eating another big meal.  Gifts are generally reserved for
children, and the parents tend not to go overboard. It's nothing
I'd want for myself, but I suppose it's fine for those who prefer
food and family to things of real value.

In France and Germany, gifts are exchanged on Christmas Eve, while
in Holland the children receive presents on December 5, in
celebration of Saint Nicholas Day. It sounded sort of quaint until
I spoke to a man named Oscar, who filled me in on a few of the
details as we walked from my hotel to the Amsterdam train station.

Unlike the jolly, obese American Santa, Saint Nicholas is painfully
thin and dresses not unlike the pope, topping his robes with a tall
hat resembling an embroidered tea cozy. The outfit, I was told, is
a carryover from his former career, when he served as a bishop in
Turkey.

One doesn't want to be too much of a cultural chauvinist, but this
seemed completely wrong to me. For starters, Santa didn't use to
do anything.  He's not retired, and, more important, he has
nothing to do with Turkey. The climate's all wrong, and people
wouldn't appreciate him. When asked how he got from Turkey to the
North Pole, Oscar told me with complete conviction that Saint
Nicholas currently resides in Spain, which again is simply not
true. While he could probably live wherever he wanted, Santa chose
the North Pole specifically because it is harsh and isolated. No
one can spy on him, and he doesn't have to worry about people
coming to the door. Anyone can come to the door in Spain, and in
that outfit, he'd most certainly be recognized. On top of that,
aside from a few pleasantries, Santa doesn't speak Spanish. He
knows enough to get by, but he's not fluent, and he certainly
doesn't eat tapas.

While our Santa flies on a sled, Saint Nicholas arrives by boat
and then transfers to a white horse.  The event is televised, and
great crowds gather at the waterfront to greet him. I'm not sure
if there's a set date, but he generally docks in late November and
spends a few weeks hanging out and asking people what they want.

"Is it just him alone?" I asked. "Or does he come with backup?"

Oscar's English was close to perfect, but he seemed thrown by a
term normally reserved for police reinforcement.

"Helpers," I said. "Does he have any elves?"

Maybe I'm just overly sensitive, but I couldn't help but feel
personally insulted when Oscar denounced the very idea as grotesque
and unrealistic. "Elves," he said. "They're just so silly."

The words silly and unrealistic were redefined when I learned that
Saint Nicholas travels with what was consistently described as "six
to eight black men." I asked several Dutch people to narrow it
down, but none of them could give me an exact number. It was always
"six to eight," which seems strange, seeing as they've had hundreds
of years to get a decent count.

The six to eight black men were characterized as personal slaves
until the mid-fifties, when the political climate changed and it
was decided that instead of being slaves they were just good
friends. I think history has proven that something usually comes
between slavery and friendship, a period of time marked not by
cookies and quiet times beside the fire but by bloodshed and
mutual hostility. They have such violence in Holland, but rather
than duking it out among themselves, Santa and his former slaves
decided to take it out on the public. In the early years, if a
child was naughty, Saint Nicholas and the six to eight black men
would beat him with what Oscar described as "the small branch of
a tree."

"A switch?"

"Yes," he said. "That's it. They'd kick him and beat him with a
switch. Then, if the youngster was really bad, they'd put him in
a sack and take him back to Spain."

"Saint Nicholas would kick you?"

"Well, not anymore," Oscar said. "Now he just pretends to kick
you."

"And the six to eight black men?"

"Them, too."

He considered this to be progressive, but in a way I think it's
almost more perverse than the original punishment. "I'm going to
hurt you, but not really."  How many times have we fallen for that
line? The fake slap invariably makes contact, adding the elements
of shock and betrayal to what had previously been plain, old-
fashioned fear. What kind of Santa spends his time pretending to
kick people before stuffing them into a canvas sack? Then, of
course, you've got the six to eight former slaves who could
potentially go off at any moment. This, I think, is the greatest
difference between us and the Dutch. While a certain segment of
our population might be perfectly happy with the arrangement, if
you told the average white American that six to eight nameless
black men would be sneaking into his house in the middle of the
night, he would barricade the doors and arm himself with whatever
he could get his hands on.

"Six to eight, did you say?"

In the years before central heating, Dutch children would leave
their shoes by the fireplace, the promise being that unless they
planned to beat you, kick you, or stuff you into a sack, Saint
Nicholas and the six to eight black men would fill your clogs
with presents. Aside from the threats of violence and kidnapping,
it's not much different from hanging your stockings from the
mantel. Now that so few people have a working fireplace, Dutch
children are instructed to leave their shoes beside the radiator,
furnace, or space heater. Saint Nicholas and the six to eight black
men arrive on horses, which jump from the yard onto the roof. At
this point, I guess, they either jump back down and use the door,
or they stay put and vaporize through the pipes and electrical
wires. Oscar wasn't too clear about the particulars, but, really,
who can blame him? We have the same problem with our Santa. He's
supposed to use the chimney, but if you don't have one, he still
manages to come through. It's best not to think about it too hard.

While eight flying reindeer are a hard pill to swallow, our
Christmas story remains relatively simple. Santa lives with his
wife in a remote polar village and spends one night a year
traveling around the world. If you're bad, he leaves you coal. If
you're good and live in America, he'll give you just about anything
you want. We tell our children to be good and send them off to bed,
where they lie awake, anticipating their great bounty. A Dutch
parent has a decidedly hairier story to relate, telling his
children, "Listen, you might want to pack a few of your things
together before you go to bed. The former bishop from Turkey will
be coming along with six to eight black men. They might put some
candy in your shoes, they might stuff you in a sack and take you
to Spain, or they might just pretend to kick you. We don't know
for sure, but we want you to be prepared."

This is the reward for living in Holland. As a child you get to
hear this story, and as an adult you get to turn around and repeat
it. As an added bonus, the government has thrown in legalized drugs
and prostitution-so what's not to love about being Dutch?

Oscar finished his story just as we arrived at the station. He was
a polite and interesting guy-very good company-but when he offered
to wait until my train arrived, I begged off, saying I had some
calls to make. Sitting alone in the vast terminal, surrounded by
other polite, seemingly interesting Dutch people, I couldn't help
but feel second-rate. Yes, it was a small country, but it had six
to eight black men and a really good bedtime story. Being a fairly
competitive person, I felt jealous, then bitter, and was edging
toward hostile when I remembered the blind hunter tramping off
into the Michigan forest. He might bag a deer, or he might happily
shoot his sighted companion in the stomach. He may find his way
back to the car, or he may wander around for a week or two before
stumbling through your front door. We don't know for sure, but in
pinning that license to his chest, he inspires the sort of
narrative that ultimately makes me proud to be an American.

Why do nice guys finish last? A girls perspective…

All girls want truly nice guys. That is, a guy that is tall, athletic, smart, sexy and good looking with a good personality that treats her right. Such guys always finish first.

A bad boy is also, tall, athletic, smart, sexy and good looking with a good personality that all the girls are falling into. The only difference is that they prefer an exciting new girl to an old girl after they have charmed their snake into her pants a few times. They take advantage of the fact that pretty girls are easy for them so, after sampling her a few times, they dump the old girl for the next new pretty girl.

After being dumped, a girl will call the guy a jerk and find and complain to some wimpy nice guy that will tell her the guy is a low-life maggot, that she deserves better, and that he would never treat a girl like that. However, after she has had her cry, it is not long before the girl is flirting with the next exciting hot guy that makes her panties wet.

The Audacity of Hope

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Most nice guys are short, plump, homely, desperate, shy, and wimpy guys the girls don’t want anyway. They are no fun, they are not exciting, and they don’t make a girl’s panties wet. Sex with most nice guys would be gross. They may as well be gay because girls only view them as platonic friends.

Most so called nice guys are selfish clingy bastards posing as nice guys, just to get the girl. They don’t really care about the girl; if they did, they would be happy for her when she found a hot guy and wanted to go because that would be what she wanted. But, no he is selfish and wants the girl to stay and love him even though that is not what she wants.

Suppose a pretty girl dates a typical nice guy. He wines and dines her at the most expensive places. He takes her on a couple of trips and pays for separate rooms, and is rewarded with good night pecks but no sex. He pays to have the transmission in her car repaired, he buys her a cultured pearl necklace and other jewelry, and he takes her to Neiman Marcus and buys her expensive clothes.

Then a couple of months later after he has had the immense pleasure of spending $15,000 and most of his saving on her, she asks him to meet her one evening at an upscale restaurant because she has something important to discuss with him. And, after he pays for an expensive meal and wine, imagine this conversation:

“Do you love me and do you want what I want because it will make me happy?” She asked.

“Yes, I love you and that is exactly what I want.”

“I am so glad you feel that way because I have met this sexy good looking guy and we have already had sex which I could never do with you because you don’t appeal to me in that way. Anyway, I will always think of you as a good friend.” And, with that she gets up and leaves.

Does he really love her, is he happy for her, and is he delighted that during the last two months she allowed him the privilege of spend $15,000 on her? And, is he overjoyed that although she would never have sex with him, she so quickly had sex with her new guy because he turns her on and sex with him is great?

Dreams from My Father

Barack Obama

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 Wonders of the world!!

Just a simple list of things that usually just leave me perplexed, scratching my head, and thinking WTF!!1. What is the obsession with men and staring at the vagina, via a dirty magazine? Wonder if they would be so enthralled, if said magazine showed the women spread eagle with a babies head crowning.

2. Why do some of these girls go on national TV to find out which one of the 35 guys they slept with in the same time frame is their baby daddy? Who in their right mind would admit to whoring it up with 35 guys at the same time. I can barely get one roofied and in the sack, let alone 34 more.

3. Why do people have to speed up and whip right passed you when a road is turning into a two lane road, yet once they are in front of you, they drive the speed limit or below?

4. Why is every women on an episode of Cops, braless and wearing lycra, spandex shorts?

5. Why are most of these girls on MySpace that are spread eagle on a bed in their bikini, or bra and panties, have listed some where in their interest section that they are Christian, or their hero is God?

6. Why do dogs like their belly’s rubbed but cats don’t?

7. Why do people on MySpace request you as a friend, then never say a word to you EVER?

8. Why do men feel the need to catcall out to women who are walking down the street?

9. Why does asparagus make your pee stink?

10. Why is it that when a guy sleeps with 5 girls at the same time, he is a hero and a stud, but if a girl does it she is considered a slut?

11. Why do we have to have daylight savings time?

12. Why do people start fights and belittle strangers via the internet, but would not do so with some stranger walking down the road?

13. Who was the person that thought up wet tee shirt contests and why?

14. Why do girls feel the need to pull up their tops and expose their tata’s when there is a video camera around?

15. Why is it easier to tell a complete stranger via the internet all the details of your life, yet its harder to do so with a real life person?

16. Who ever thought hot candle wax, metal clamps, and leather whips made for good sex  props? (disclaimer for those of you that are now smiling like a possum eating shit, thinking I am into these, as I AM NOT!!. Just wondering why people chose to use things that clearly are not comfortable in the least… not that I would know that they are uncomfortable as I never tried them… just assuming of course!!)

17. Why do people who live in the most run down crappy areas, whose houses look like they should be condemned, have Lexus’s and BMW’s parked in their driveway?

18. Why do people think they all of a sudden have a great singing voice when they have too much alcohol in them, but know when they are sober that their singing make other peoples ears bleed?

19. Why do the couples on Cheaters always get back together after they have been caught and humiliated on national TV, and why has Joey Greco only ever been stabbed once?

20. Why do people like to expose themselves on web cams?

21. Why do people take photos of their genitalia, and then send it out to people over the net who they have never met in person before?

22. Why do famous people seem to get away with things that a normal person would get the book thrown at them for doing?

23. Why is it only in the US you cant legally drink till your 21, but can do so at 18 in any other country?

24. Why do anti abortionist protesters fight women seeking abortions of their unborn child, yet can blowup an abortion clinic killing many people?

25. Why do guys always wake up with an erection?

26. Why do most sports seem to be played with some type of ball?

27. What is the fascination with Brad Pitt, and why do so many women find him irresistible? (I don’t really find him all that)

28. Why can men go shirtless in the summertime but women can’t?

29. Why is it so accepted to see two women together, but its still taboo and frowned upon by some, for two men to be together?

30. Why do some people in committed relationships have to cheat on one another?

31. Why are some women so materialistic, and will only ever go for guys that can afford them the finer things in life?

32. Why do some women think they constantly need a man in their life to take care of them, an will hook up with any loser just to not be alone?

33. Why is it that a man will pay a hooker for sex, when he can just go down to the local bar and pick up on some drunk ass chick, and get some from her for free?

34. How do cats automatically know to use a liter box even from real young, but dogs have to go outside?

35. Why do some sports fanatics always want to start a fight with you when you root for the opposing team?

Okay, think ill stop here for now as I am running out of wonder.  Ill add more to this as well, as more come to mind!