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cj iwakuraThe Rhythm RegentBears The Name FreedomRegistered Userregular
edited October 2007
There once was a trout from New Hampshire
Who left without waiting for an answer
His fins weren't so fast
He got ditched by his class
And now he's stuck chilling with hamsters
n what one officer called one of the most despicable acts he can recall, a Saratoga County woman is accused of prostituting herself and then snorting cocaine from the stomach of her newborn son while breast-feeding him.
Police said Wendy Cook of Saratoga Springs was on a drug-fueled spree Monday when she was arrested during a crackdown on prostitution in the Hamilton Hill, Central State Street and Vale Cemetery areas.
Four other women were also arrested during the operation.
Cook, 37, was being held in Schenectady County Jail on charges of fourth-degree prostitution. She also faces child endangerment charges for allegedly performing oral sex on men during two separate encounters while her 8-week-old son and 5-year-old daughter were in the back seat of the car she was in.
The tot was napping during both incidents but the girl was awake, said police.
Both children are now staying with relatives.
"This ranks near the top of the all-time-despicable-crime list in Schenectady," said city police spokesman Brian Kilcullen, who has been on the force for 13 years.
A woman who Monday night answered a call placed to a Saratoga Springs number listed on the police report said Cook had stayed there for a time. She declined to comment further.
Police investigators said they learned that Cook had been out all night smoking crack and snorting cocaine -- with her children present.
According to the police report, Cook inhaled lines of powdered cocaine off the infant's stomach as she breast-fed him while riding around Schenectady.
Cook was nabbed at 7:13 a.m. Monday at Swan and State streets after she allegedly offered sex for money to an undercover Schenectady police officer working a prostitution sting. It was only then that detectives learned that Cook's two children were in a car a few blocks away on Catherine Street, according to the police report.
After her arrest, she allegedly told a friend she had been thinking about selling the two kids to get more money for drugs, according to the police report.
Cook, who is being held without bail at Schenectady County Jail, is due back in City Court today after being arraigned Monday. She declined a request for a jailhouse interview.
She is charged with five counts of endangering the welfare of a child, first-degree felony reckless endangerment and fourth-degree prostitution.
Man, 3 week ago i found out that my girlfriend of 8 month cheated on me with her ex of 3 years, after we had been together 1 month. so she confessed this to me and i got a little pissed and later forgive her.
last weekend we're out at a bar one of her female friends works at, and she arranges a threesome for that night. we all have a great time, the other chick leave and i go to bed with my girlfriend.
the next day, she arranges a 4-some, possibly a 5 some, with some other girl friends of hers for this halloween.
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Drunkenly pissing on a girl's work clothes is no path to a second date.
Man, 3 week ago i found out that my girlfriend of 8 month cheated on me with her ex of 3 years, after we had been together 1 month. so she confessed this to me and i got a little pissed and later forgive her.
last weekend we're out at a bar one of her female friends works at, and she arranges a threesome for that night. we all have a great time, the other chick leave and i go to bed with my girlfriend.
the next day, she arranges a 4-some, possibly a 5 some, with some other girl friends of hers for this halloween.
hahahaha you idiot
she's just increasing the numbers of chicks so she can add a dude in there later
I had a horrible dream tonight. That’s a bad word for it. Dreams like that involve apocalyptic machinery or fucking your mom. The one I had was just uncomfortable. Naturally it involved an ex.
Every single store I went to– stores that I like to go or would like to work at– she was working at it. Not even doing anything just chilling there in the employee section of the store. Almost gloating. For some reason both of us were surprised that I kept on running into her. She didn’t seem that irritated when I asked her how she could possibly hold down three jobs at once.
Anyways, it got old fast. Running into an ex is probably the same exact dream as the one where your running in place. You can’t get away from what you want. So that’s that. I can’t blame her though since this is my own sub-conscious fucking with me. A palette cleanser for the brain would be nice. What are those called? Lobotomies? Something like that I could get behind.
At least it wasn’t another dream about me trying to bone my mom. Those are never fun.
There was some construction going on outside, and the doorbell rang. I was in my pajamas and this construction dude started speaking very loudly to me. He was saying how we used to have 3 steps near the sidewalk, but if they put three steps in again, it would just be three two-inch steps, which would be retarded. He asked if my parents would be cool with that and I told him it probably wasn't that big a deal. He let me know that if my mom or someone wanted to talk to him about it he'd be just outside. He had a pin on his vest that said "I " and then the star of David, so he was jewish or he lost a bet.
Man, 3 week ago i found out that my girlfriend of 8 month cheated on me with her ex of 3 years, after we had been together 1 month. so she confessed this to me and i got a little pissed and later forgive her.
last weekend we're out at a bar one of her female friends works at, and she arranges a threesome for that night. we all have a great time, the other chick leave and i go to bed with my girlfriend.
the next day, she arranges a 4-some, possibly a 5 some, with some other girl friends of hers for this halloween.
hahahaha you idiot
she's just increasing the numbers of chicks so she can add a dude in there later
and then later
develop an "open relationship"
hope you like syphillis
don't wish YOUR mistakes on others, Pony.
Besides if that what she wants we'll part ways ain't gonna try to keep a woman if she don't wanna stay.
Tiger_ArmyGTR on
Drunkenly pissing on a girl's work clothes is no path to a second date.
I had a horrible dream tonight. That’s a bad word for it. Dreams like that involve apocalyptic machinery or fucking your mom. The one I had was just uncomfortable. Naturally it involved an ex.
Every single store I went to– stores that I like to go or would like to work at– she was working at it. Not even doing anything just chilling there in the employee section of the store. Almost gloating. For some reason both of us were surprised that I kept on running into her. She didn’t seem that irritated when I asked her how she could possibly hold down three jobs at once.
Anyways, it got old fast. Running into an ex is probably the same exact dream as the one where your running in place. You can’t get away from what you want. So that’s that. I can’t blame her though since this is my own sub-conscious fucking with me. A palette cleanser for the brain would be nice. What are those called? Lobotomies? Something like that I could get behind.
At least it wasn’t another dream about me trying to bone my mom. Those are never fun.
5:00 AM– The alarm wakes me up. It must be some sort of a cruel joke, because it’s five in the AM. My first instinct is to file this among as another reason why I can’t stand my roommates. Then I realize it’s my alarm clock. It’s election day and I volunteered as a poll worker. I know by noon I’m going to be mainlining coffee.
5:17 AM- Downstairs I am surprised to see the neon beer pong table hanging from our ceiling and a kid with half a first name passed out on the couch. Classy.
6:00 AM- I meet the poll workers. Amiable fellows it seems, but then again Boris and his fifth-columnist cronies don’t advertise. I add them to my list of possible communist agents.
7:00 AM– It is way to early for me to be getting warned about committing a federal crime. Most people don’t think listening to NPR on headphones is a big deal. The control freak from the other precinct across the room seems to think otherwise. Not being too into prison or sodomy, I put the iPod away.
9:45 AM– The day has just started and my fellow poll worker has started reminiscing about the Korean War. Apparently, I shouldn’t mess with Turks because they’ll slit your throat and wear your ears as a necklace. This does not improve the table’s levity.
10:50 AM– I stop my rant against 9/11 conspiracy theories when a man with both arms decorated with said event approaches to vote. Thankfully, he doesn’t hear the conversation. My paycheck for this is not big enough to deal with that kind of awkwardness.
11:39 AM– The veteran shows off a photo of him with Teddy Kennedy. I try to say, “Is this before or after he murdered that hooker?†but “That’s cool,†slips out instead.
12:00 PM– Eight more hours of this. I wonder how I could kill myself with this pencil. No idea seems satisfactory.
12: 34 PM– My ass is sore. Everyone else at the table is sitting on a pillow. Bastards. Again, I curse God for giving me the ass of an anemic twelve year old girl.
12:50 PM– Fish taco time. Hells yes. My food disappears quickly, having only been given about forty seconds to eat by the state.
1:08 AM– I play drums from some White Stripes I forget the name of. This my 400th time doing this today. Admittedly, this is far better than having Meat Loaf’s “I Will Do Anything For Love†stuck in my head again.
4:07 PM– A guy with a suspiciously trimmed beard gets worried about provisional voting. I joke about the situation. He doesn’t laugh. I fear that stupid people have figured out how to vote.
6:47 PM– A man with a learning disability is forced vote provisionally and is angered quickly, like a less green and violent Hulk. I instantly realize that this metaphor made little sense and I am glad that I kept it to myself.
7: 18 PM– I chow down on some pizza. It is delicious. It tastes like freedom. And eggplant.
8:00 PM– So officially begins another four years of bitching about stuff only a tenth of the population has bothered voting about.
8:34 PM– We finish counting up all the ballots. The realization that I failed to write in “Oliver Cromwell†saddens me. The other precinct is still counting. That is what you get for taking my NPR away from me, bitch.
8:35 PM– Now, off to write a philosophy paper that I am in no way ready for. God bless America.
I had a dream a few nights ago that I woke up and logged onto the PA forums and found that I had earned like four separate infractions for perfectly innocent posts. And the message from Tube was like "It's Fuck You Friday."
yesterday i went to a dentist to see about blinding pain
turns out i had it
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IpseDixitTreat me like a pirateAnd give me that bootyRegistered Userregular
edited October 2007
We had to put my dog down on Saturday. I had to go help bury her during my lunch break and then had to go back to work. It was pretty much the worst thing.
We had to put my dog down on Saturday. I had to go help bury her during my lunch break and then had to go back to work. It was pretty much the worst thing.
We had to put my dog down on Saturday. I had to go help bury her during my lunch break and then had to go back to work. It was pretty much the worst thing.
We had to put my dog down on Saturday. I had to go help bury her during my lunch break and then had to go back to work. It was pretty much the worst thing.
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Jordan of Elienor, Human Shaman
we were goin' at it for a bit, i was hells of thirsty
got up, threw on my boxers and went to the kitchen to get a drink
her room-mate was there chuggin' orange juice fierce times
all in her bathrobe, kinky sex hair and sweaty
i saw her boyfriend come over earlier
i put out my fist for respect knuckles since we were joined in intent
she denied me, just giggled and shook her head and went into her room
left me hanging
I THINK IT'S A NEW TOPIC EVERY TIME
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Who left without waiting for an answer
His fins weren't so fast
He got ditched by his class
And now he's stuck chilling with hamsters
That bitch!
Jordan of Elienor, Human Shaman
my story is neverending, but we're at the chapter break IE sleep
good night my dear friend
I'm planning on carving it closer to Halloween.
outstretched hands that long for these beers
these answers
this post is beauty
Well, I mean
If you died
That would pretty much be the end to your story.
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and like
in the story
just a bunch of blank pages
till you're unfrozen
in the year 2999
please soak your beef slices in soy sauce, water, sugar, vinegar
then coat generously with salt, black pepper, and cumin
please dehydrate your beefs
please enjoy
Police said Wendy Cook of Saratoga Springs was on a drug-fueled spree Monday when she was arrested during a crackdown on prostitution in the Hamilton Hill, Central State Street and Vale Cemetery areas.
Four other women were also arrested during the operation.
Cook, 37, was being held in Schenectady County Jail on charges of fourth-degree prostitution. She also faces child endangerment charges for allegedly performing oral sex on men during two separate encounters while her 8-week-old son and 5-year-old daughter were in the back seat of the car she was in.
The tot was napping during both incidents but the girl was awake, said police.
Both children are now staying with relatives.
"This ranks near the top of the all-time-despicable-crime list in Schenectady," said city police spokesman Brian Kilcullen, who has been on the force for 13 years.
A woman who Monday night answered a call placed to a Saratoga Springs number listed on the police report said Cook had stayed there for a time. She declined to comment further.
Police investigators said they learned that Cook had been out all night smoking crack and snorting cocaine -- with her children present.
According to the police report, Cook inhaled lines of powdered cocaine off the infant's stomach as she breast-fed him while riding around Schenectady.
Cook was nabbed at 7:13 a.m. Monday at Swan and State streets after she allegedly offered sex for money to an undercover Schenectady police officer working a prostitution sting. It was only then that detectives learned that Cook's two children were in a car a few blocks away on Catherine Street, according to the police report.
After her arrest, she allegedly told a friend she had been thinking about selling the two kids to get more money for drugs, according to the police report.
Cook, who is being held without bail at Schenectady County Jail, is due back in City Court today after being arraigned Monday. She declined a request for a jailhouse interview.
She is charged with five counts of endangering the welfare of a child, first-degree felony reckless endangerment and fourth-degree prostitution.
last weekend we're out at a bar one of her female friends works at, and she arranges a threesome for that night. we all have a great time, the other chick leave and i go to bed with my girlfriend.
the next day, she arranges a 4-some, possibly a 5 some, with some other girl friends of hers for this halloween.
but you cannot interfere in what's been done
like your own personal uatu
watching
with a bald disproportionately large head
never interfering
you will hate yourself
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3khTntOxX-k
Jordan of Elienor, Human Shaman
hahahaha you idiot
she's just increasing the numbers of chicks so she can add a dude in there later
and then later
develop an "open relationship"
hope you like syphillis
beef jerky is delicious
i do not make my own
beef mm
i could use some
dehydrate it maybe
yeah
Every single store I went to– stores that I like to go or would like to work at– she was working at it. Not even doing anything just chilling there in the employee section of the store. Almost gloating. For some reason both of us were surprised that I kept on running into her. She didn’t seem that irritated when I asked her how she could possibly hold down three jobs at once.
Anyways, it got old fast. Running into an ex is probably the same exact dream as the one where your running in place. You can’t get away from what you want. So that’s that. I can’t blame her though since this is my own sub-conscious fucking with me. A palette cleanser for the brain would be nice. What are those called? Lobotomies? Something like that I could get behind.
At least it wasn’t another dream about me trying to bone my mom. Those are never fun.
don't wish YOUR mistakes on others, Pony.
Besides if that what she wants we'll part ways ain't gonna try to keep a woman if she don't wanna stay.
uatu interferes like a motherfucker
Tell me more about these dreams.
then I fired him cuz he sucked
then our computers all came down with viruses
5:17 AM- Downstairs I am surprised to see the neon beer pong table hanging from our ceiling and a kid with half a first name passed out on the couch. Classy.
6:00 AM- I meet the poll workers. Amiable fellows it seems, but then again Boris and his fifth-columnist cronies don’t advertise. I add them to my list of possible communist agents.
7:00 AM– It is way to early for me to be getting warned about committing a federal crime. Most people don’t think listening to NPR on headphones is a big deal. The control freak from the other precinct across the room seems to think otherwise. Not being too into prison or sodomy, I put the iPod away.
9:45 AM– The day has just started and my fellow poll worker has started reminiscing about the Korean War. Apparently, I shouldn’t mess with Turks because they’ll slit your throat and wear your ears as a necklace. This does not improve the table’s levity.
10:50 AM– I stop my rant against 9/11 conspiracy theories when a man with both arms decorated with said event approaches to vote. Thankfully, he doesn’t hear the conversation. My paycheck for this is not big enough to deal with that kind of awkwardness.
11:39 AM– The veteran shows off a photo of him with Teddy Kennedy. I try to say, “Is this before or after he murdered that hooker?†but “That’s cool,†slips out instead.
12:00 PM– Eight more hours of this. I wonder how I could kill myself with this pencil. No idea seems satisfactory.
12: 34 PM– My ass is sore. Everyone else at the table is sitting on a pillow. Bastards. Again, I curse God for giving me the ass of an anemic twelve year old girl.
12:50 PM– Fish taco time. Hells yes. My food disappears quickly, having only been given about forty seconds to eat by the state.
1:08 AM– I play drums from some White Stripes I forget the name of. This my 400th time doing this today. Admittedly, this is far better than having Meat Loaf’s “I Will Do Anything For Love†stuck in my head again.
4:07 PM– A guy with a suspiciously trimmed beard gets worried about provisional voting. I joke about the situation. He doesn’t laugh. I fear that stupid people have figured out how to vote.
6:47 PM– A man with a learning disability is forced vote provisionally and is angered quickly, like a less green and violent Hulk. I instantly realize that this metaphor made little sense and I am glad that I kept it to myself.
7: 18 PM– I chow down on some pizza. It is delicious. It tastes like freedom. And eggplant.
8:00 PM– So officially begins another four years of bitching about stuff only a tenth of the population has bothered voting about.
8:34 PM– We finish counting up all the ballots. The realization that I failed to write in “Oliver Cromwell†saddens me. The other precinct is still counting. That is what you get for taking my NPR away from me, bitch.
8:35 PM– Now, off to write a philosophy paper that I am in no way ready for. God bless America.
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was i there
did we do it
turns out i had it
do you work on a plantation?
That's what you get when you mess with wild pigs.
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Close. Vineyard and winery that my parents own.
it's a little wild and a little strange
when you make your home out on the range
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