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Guess who's back? Back again. *rapping Eminem* Ohh I love him. Anyways, replies coming.
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9 yrs ago
I'll be away till Sunday, stuffing my face with traditional turkey and cornbread dressing, pretending to enjoy the company of my family members whom I never see other than holidays.
9 yrs ago
That awkward moment when you send the wrong emoji and you can't take it back.
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9 yrs ago
I knew he was still alive. Yay!
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9 yrs ago
I just googled "funny fart gif" and I am not ashamed. The results were extremely humorous.
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Howdy Y'all!
Here are some gifs that describe me...or ones that I just simply enjoy.
@Snarfulblast"Thank you kindly. You're the best bartender I've ever met Snarf." Giving him a genuine smile, she took the glass and brought it to her lips, savoring the smooth bubbly taste.
Before she could respond to Willow or Clay, the fight broke out and her chance at pursing Clay to offer her services were put to a halt. She sipped her wine and watched the action unfold. It was mildly entertaining although Sophia was impressed by Willow's gallant attempt to protect her and the others at the bar. She kissed Willow on the cheek in appreciation and waved a silent goodbye to the others at the bar. Fighting rarely interested her. She turned and advanced up the staircase, taking her glass of wine with her. She paused at the entrance to Dorian's office. Green eyes lingered on the door handle as she contemplated entering and seeking his company. He seemed to be the only one at the tavern that really understood her desire for high-class social interactions. A soft sigh of defeat left her lips and she continued down the hallway and into her room. She had some calls to make and would busy herself with that for awhile.
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The next day, Sophia woke early. She performed her daily workout routine within her room, followed by yoga to relax her tense muscles. She wondered to her closet and decided on a short little blue number that was sure to draw attention to her long longs and delicate form. After glancing at herself in the mirror, she returned to the over-flowing closet and chose a pair of silver stilettos that highlighted her dress. She thought of Willow and their promise of a girl's night, hoping she would be able to give the sweet girl some of the dresses. At this point she couldn't even close her closet doors all the way.
She entered into the hallway and descended down the stairs, careful to not look towards Dorian's office this time. She waltzed from the bottom of the stairs and entered the bar. She smiled towards others whom she recognized, then took a seat at the bar. She ordered a glass of Cristal of course along with a fresh spring mix salad, dressing on the side.
"You want me? I walk down the hallway You're lucky The bedroom's my runway."
It was after 7pm, and she was well into her 6th hour of overtime. It was a very busy evening in the ER of Saint Francis. It was an onslaught in fact. Patients were pouring in left and right with high trauma injuries. Her shift had ended hours ago but her replacement had never showed. Walking briskly into ER Exam room 6, Sarah and two other nurses began CPR on a patient who was in cardiac arrest. Her hands squeezed together as she rhythmically continued compression pumps upon the young mans chest. Several minutes went by but she and the other nurses continued cardiopulmonary resuscitation. She cursed silently to herself as the monitor continued the flat line warning. Where was the doctor? The patient stared blankly up at her, the eyes were glazed over. It was to late. The patient was dead.
She ceased her actions and unplugged the monitor. The hallway was overwhelming with activity. Nurses and patients were yelling. She ran into the hallway and watched in horror as a man attacked one of the doctors and bit him on the arm. A paramedic pulled the crazed man off of the doctor, and a policeman shot him in the chest. The shot rang out through the ER, and a brief moment of silence followed. The man that was shot directly in the chest lunged towards the nearest person, and the policeman shot again. People screamed. Sarah screamed as the man who barely faltered charged the policeman. A third shot rang out and the bullet barreled through the man's head. Blood splattered. The man finally fell to the ground.
Someone grabbed her. It was her friend, Sasha, also a nurse. "We have to get out of here!" Sasha pulled her down the hallway. It had to be a nightmare. She watched, fear gripping her chest, as more attacks occurred. Blood was everywhere, so much blood and many people were screaming. More gunshots. Just as she reached the end of the hallway, the patient who she had performed CPR on and died stumbled out of Exam Room 6. What was going on? She turned and ran, following Sasha and several others who escaped out of one of the emergency exit. As she reached her car, Sasha peeled out of the driveway in her Mustang, but she glanced towards the hospital. Most of the activity was located outside of the ER. Several cops were firing at the entrance, she climbed into her 2014 silver Camaro SS and followed Sasha out of the back entrance and hauled ass home.
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Sarah peeked through her living room window, her green eyes scanning the staircase and surrounding areas from her viewpoint on the third floor of her apartment complex. It was located on the outskirts of Wilmington, Delaware where she was anxiously waiting for her husband to return. It had been over a week now since he had left to see if the rumors of a safe haven not far from her apartment were true. She stood from her post at the living room window and walked into the kitchen. She retrieved a bottle of water and returned back to her spot from where she kept watch, careful not to be seen from outside of the window. Her husband had promised to be back by now....
Movement far up the road drew her attention to an SUV near the city limits sign. It was a fair distance away and she had trouble making out what was going on due to a couple houses blocking her view. Obviously someone had driven the SUV but had come to a stop. This meant that someone was alive. Maybe it was her husband. She moved from the window and grabbed her 9mm handgun, checked to make sure the clip was loaded, then returned back to the window, hoping to see more activity before she moved from her safe hold.
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Here are some gifs that describe me...or ones that I just simply enjoy.[/color]
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