Happy birthday memes for her


2018.09.12 04:27 suitology nine_eleven_bbys

Not a place for your edgy memes. You will be banned. It's a place to say Happy Birthday to other September 11th birthdays

2018.05.02 18:18 MrMole73 Happy Birthday Mod Archie

Let's wish Mod Archie a happy birthday.

2020.02.02 23:28 zombital HappyBirthdayShroomy

let’s show shroomy appreciation by making epic shroomy happy birthday memes or whatever! Just be nice

2023.03.29 21:44 jejemarie1025 Never about the kids

It's all about baby daddy. She wants him to pay. Because he took care of thier kids while. She run a muck . She wants him in jail because he works a real job an supported those kids all the years she was fighting for them in NJ. She just wants revenge because baby daddy gave her to Tawmy an she don't love no toe. She wants baby daddy back. She is obviously obsessed with him. She don't give 2 fucks about her kids. Look at M missed the 1st day of school. Missed allot of School. He senior pics didn't happen the clothes an shoes they bought her . Is a embarrassment. She only wants S so she can make TT half naked all over him .
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2023.03.29 21:43 CatsAreDangerous Any recommendations for a decent reasonably priced dashcam that can be removed?

So i have recently been in a hit and run accident where the driver scratched the side of my car, and laughed as she drove off. She had severe scratches on the side of her car where i would say i had minimal damage. I was very suspicious and have assumed this could be a little scam as she definitely hit the car, but the damage to her car is inconsistent to mine.
Either way i have decided to get a dashcam. Im looking for a reasonably priced front and rear dashcam however the ones i have seen are adhesive and i want to be able to remove them from sight as i already live in a rough area where there are multiple breakins in cars.
Does anyone have any recommendations?
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2023.03.29 21:43 Uneedmyopinion Hypercapnia (co2 78mm) 35f

My sibling ,who has muscular dytrophy (height 5'2", 140lbs) had sudden severe chest pain 3 nights in a row . She is currently in a foreign country.Dr said it was gastroenteritis, gave her meds and it resolved. She simultaneously had a upper resp infection.
However ,soon after she started having trouble sleeping at night,excessive daytime sleepiness. She would ask to be sat up at night for a few hrs because she wasn't comfortable.Bought pulse oximeter. Parent noticed shallow breaths,trembling at night. Sat her up oxygen was 53%. Went back to 95% after a few minutes. She was given oxygen tank. Next night, parent noticed very shallow breaths in sleep,almost comatose deep sleep. They woke her up,she was confused falling in and out of consciousness, o2 was ok. Currently she is in the hospital on a bipap machine I believe.Her carbon dioxide was 78mm. Drs have said her lungs and heart are weak bit have not given parents much info. What questions should they be asking? What is going on? Is this respiratory distress/failure?
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2023.03.29 21:43 woods_edge_ Info about Ithaca, Cornell and some takes on local hotels for Barton 5.8.23 concert

Although I am renting a room out myself. (It's posted on here if interested) Thousands of people will be coming to town, so I’m happy to answer anyone's questions about places up here, like if they are too funky or too far away. It's always hard to judge places if you don't know a town. Basic info...
Ithaca is small overall, and buses run to most places and lots of them go through the Cornell campus. The campus isn't that big. It’s walk-able for most, but hilly at some spots. (especially getting to the campus from downtown is hilly). If you are bringing a car, there shouldn't be any problem getting to campus, though Cornell might gouge you on parking. They said they will not be providing shuttle buses, so if people have mobility problems, they should contact the promoters.
Also, for anyone who is flying into Ithaca airport, it’s tiny, about a 10 -15 minute drive from town. Buses run from the airport to town and Cornell.
The bus system in Ithaca is called the TCAT, maps of routes are online, you can get almost anywhere by connecting buses.
Cheaper motels/hotels in town that have available spots as of my posting 3/29.
The Meadow Court Inn -$69 a night as of now. It is down by the strip with all the big box stores. You can easily walk to the center of downtown Ithaca where most restaurants are. It’s a good walk to Cornell/Barton, but if you walk a lot, it would be doable. Lots of city buses run down the street it’s on and many if not most will run through Cornell. The motel is old fashioned 70s style funky, but if you're a Deadhead you should be used to that, maybe even into it. I've seen lots of people staying there and partying outside the rooms during reunion week. This would be my first choice of the cheap motels with space on 5/8 and fair rates.
The Motel 8 is basically across the street and up a block or two, closer to downtown. It is too sketchy for me. If you've gotta stay there, okay, but it looks like they are price gouging for the event, so not worth it if high priced.
On the same stretch of road but further out from town and campus, and about a mile past the closest town bus stop are:
The Economy, the Roadway Inn, and the Grayhaven Motel all basically clumped together. Grayhaven is an upscale, redone, 1950s motel, it’s pricey.
The Economy Inn is a bare bones place. It's cheap and good enough for the price. It’s out of the action and not an easy walk to town or Cornell. You will need a car or bike. I stayed there for my first Ithaca visit. I locked all the windows and put a chair in front of the door before going to sleep. But it was fine.
The Roadway Inn is probably a little nicer than the Economy, it’s bigger, but it cost more.
On the other side of town, north of campus. Two hotels are listed.
The Trip Hotel, although having the ideal name for this concert, is completely closed and abandoned.
Cayuga Blu- has okay rates right now. It is a big newish box hotel. This area north of Cornell is about 3 miles from the campus. It’s not an overly hilly walk. Cayuga Blu is in an area with two slightly empty malls with a Target and 2 strip malls with supermarkets, so buses regularly run there from campus and downtown. This is where Cornell housed/quarantined students with Covid during the pandemic. Students complained about the hotel, but I don’t know, it’s an okay area, boring but okay.
Two other places close to campus, though no idea on availability or price. The Dorm is my favorite hotel near Cornell. You can't get any closer to campus (other than the Statler). Cross the street and your on campus, walk 5 minutes and your at the doors of Barton Hall. It is family owned by a Cornell hotelie who is a very nice guy. The Best Western on east hill is close to Barton Hall, there are a couple of moderate hills, but it is walk-able and might be almost as close a walk as the parking they will offer. It's about 1.5 miles to Barton. It's next to a few stores, a super market, collegetown bagels, a Chinese restaurant and a liquor store and a nice restaurant AGAVA.
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2023.03.29 21:43 disco-dingus My fiancé disappeared in 2018. I recently found out what happened to him.

Fans of classic soul will know the song.
Oh, Jimmy Mack, when are you coming back?
In another world it would be funny, but for years I asked that very question.
You see, my fiancé’s name is Jimmy Mack. He disappeared without a trace in 2018.
How do you disappear without a trace these days? It just doesn’t seem possible in a modern world, where almost everyone is somehow connected. Yet he did; he vanished. The police were baffled, private investigators were a waste of money, and my own attempts at sleuthing were futile.
If it wasn’t for the fact that we were ridiculously in love and things were so perfect, I wouldn’t have tried so hard. But everything was a vomit inducing fairytale for us. Even our names were cute af; Jimmy & Jessie sittin’ in a tree… I know he loved me as much as I loved him, and he would have done anything for me.
I heard all the theories. ‘Jess… Maybe he has a secret family… He might have been involved with criminals… Perhaps he took his own life…’
They didn’t know Jimmy like I did. I know you can never really know someone fully, but I knew those things could never be true of him. So I became estranged from family and friends, my life consumed with finding Jimmy. Every penny was spent on expensive investigation and cheap booze.
But then came the intervention. My mom, brother, and best friend Lori came to my apartment one evening. Mom took my hands.
“I want my daughter back,” she cried. And as I met the eyes of those closest to me it was like a weight had lifted. I dropped to the floor and cried for hours, releasing years of internal pain. It was exactly what I needed.
It wasn’t that I never thought of Jimmy again, but I began to move on. I even went on a couple of dates, and attended therapy sessions. There’s a whole psychology behind mourning an unexplained loss. I found it all very helpful.
Then I received a handwritten letter:
Dear Jessie,
You don’t know me but I have information about the disappearance of your fiancé James Mack in March 2018.
If you are interested in finding out more, meet me at Marcy’s Diner off [redacted]. I will be there between the hours of 20:00 and 22:00 every evening from Monday 13th - Friday 17th.
Come alone and sit in a window booth. I will make myself known as soon as I feel it’s safe to do so.
I repeat; come alone. If there’s any indication you have alerted the authorities, or discussed this with friends/family, the offer is void.
This offer is time sensitive. If you don’t visit the diner between those dates and times I will assume you are not interested. This will never be offered to you again in future.
My hands trembled as months of progress began to unravel. I poured a shot of vodka and downed it, followed by one more to take the edge off. I was so close to calling Lori, her number ready to speed dial. I needed someone to talk sense into me, to tell me it was a hoax.
‘Don’t go through with it Jessie, it’s just some sicko taking advantage of your grief. Let’s go for cocktails!’
But I put my phone down and read the letter again. And again. I read it over and over, looking for something I might have missed despite the contents being clear.

Monday came around. I pulled into the Marcy’s Diner car park just after 20:00, observing the patrons from the safety of my car. It looked pretty empty. Some tourists, a few trucker types. It was a convenient rest spot due to its location off the highway. No one screamed I have information about your beloved Jimmy Mack, like there was a physical description for that type of person.
I hung around for an hour or so before I chickened out and drove home. Rinse and repeat Tuesday and Wednesday evenings. On Thursday I didn’t even think about it. I parked up just before 20:00 and stepped out of my car, hesitating for the slightest moment before entering the chrome and candy stripe diner.
A few people observed me briefly before going back to their hot mugs and oversized burgers. As instructed I found a vacant window booth. They were all vacant. I chose the one furthest from the entrance. As I sat down I thought why the fuck did you think that was a good idea? My anxiety stopped me from switching seats regardless.
“Evening darlin’,” said a blond 40-something waitress wearing a blue gingham dress. She held a pot of coffee as she smiled down at me. “What can I get for you?”
“Oh, erm,” I was going to say nothing but realized that would be weird. “Coffee is good, thank you.”
She turned over a white mug that was on the table amongst novelty condiment bottles and laminated menus.
“Can I get you a slice of pie darlin’?” she said as she poured the coffee. “Cherry or chocolate-pecan.”
My stomach was in knots but I didn’t want to appear rude, so I opted for a slice of cherry pie. It arrived barely a minute later and I thanked her, then proceeded to tap my fingers on the table as I discreetly looked around the diner.
After an hour had passed I was three mugs of coffee down and had finished the pie, which was delicious. For a moment I’d forgotten my purpose for being there, beginning to relax a little. Then the door opened and a man walked in, giving me a quick glance as he headed to the counter. He wore a camo parka and what I’d call worker jeans, with a black baseball cap. He turned around after being handed a mug and I averted my eyes, looking out of the window. I could see his reflection getting closer to my table. When he stopped in my peripheral vision I turned, and he slipped into the seat opposite me.
“Jessie,” he said with a nod. “Pleased to see you inside the diner this evening.”
He had chiselled features and a little stubble. I put him in his early 40s. I cleared my throat.
“And what do I call you?”
He smiled. “You can call me Mike if it makes this easier for you.”
I shifted in my seat, trying to get comfortable. I folded my arms, then unfolded them, then put them on the table.
“Relax,” he said.
I let out a quick laugh. “That’s easy for you to say. I have no idea who you are. I don’t even know why I’m here, you gave no proof that you actually know anything about Jimmy.”
“I know everything,” he said deadpan. “And I’ll tell you if you want to hear it.”
I stared into his eyes until I felt mine glaze over, then cleared my throat again. “Let me guess; for a price?”
He shook his head. “I don’t want your money, Jessie.”
“Why now?” I snapped. “Do you know what these past 5 years have been like for me?” I felt tears coming on and he went to reach for my hand, but I recoiled. He pulled his hands away and looked apologetic.
“Unbearable, devastating, frustrating…”
“All the above!” I said as tears started to fall. “I couldn’t function at times. I stopped looking after myself. I abandoned my friends and family. It’s crazy how someone can do that to you.”
“Because you were in love,” he said.
We were in love. We were the fucking Shutterstock image of love. And when that ends abruptly without explanation…”
“Everything alright darlin’?” the waitress interrupted, holding out a tissue. She glared at Mike. I took the tissue and nodded.
“Yes, thank you. I’m fine. Sorry, I’ll keep it down.”
“Don’t be sorry darlin’, you just let me know if you need anything, okay?”
“I will, thank you.”
She walked away and I wiped my eyes, feeling a little embarrassed.
“I can only apologize for how you’ve been feeling,” he said. “But I’m here to make it right. You could say I developed a conscience, or moral compass. I don’t know. I’m a changed man.”
I looked at him with confusion. “I don’t understand?”
“It’s easier if I show you,” he said. “But not here. You have to ask yourself if you trust me enough to go for a drive.”
“In your car?” I said. “Absolutely not!”
“Okay, how about if you drive?”
“To the middle of nowhere I bet?”
“Look Jessie,” he said, his eyes burning into me. “I’m not going to hurt you. I’m really trying here, but if you’d rather leave it I get it.”
Call me stupid or naive, but something in his eyes made him appear somewhat genuine. I took a crazy chance.
“No… I need to know what happened to him.”
Mike nodded then raised a hand. “Say, could I get a slice of pie to go?”

As predicted we were driving further into the wilderness than I would have preferred. The passing cars were few and far between.
“How much further?” I asked. “I might need to stop for gas.”
“Not too far now,” said Mike. “If you don’t mind sharing, do you remember the last moments you spent with James?”
I sighed. “I do, but I can’t remember the last time anyone called him James outside of the media. He hated it. He’d been Jimmy since elementary school.”
“Sorry,” he said. “Tell me about that last day you spent with Jimmy.”
“It was an ordinary day. A Wednesday. We woke up, had breakfast. I went to work, Jimmy worked from home. He called me on my lunch break like usual, just to hear your voice he always said. God, we were insufferable.” I let out a laugh.
“Take the next left,” said Mike. “I’m listening.”
“So yeah. We had a little chat, then I went back to work. I got home and Jimmy had already started dinner. He was a much better cook than me. We drank wine, watched a movie.”
“What movie did you watch?”
“The Notebook,” I laughed. “For the umpteenth time. I know, I hate us too.”
“Keep driving straight,” said Mike. “It’s a few minutes away.”
“What is?” I asked.
“What happened after the movie?” he said.
“Nothing, we went to bed.”
“Did you make love?”
I briefly turned to him in disapproval. “Excuse me?”
“Did you fuck?” he said, unflinching.
I shook my head. “No, sorry to disappoint you. Now where the hell are you taking me?”
“It’s just up here,” he said. “So you went to bed and then you never saw him again?”
I took a deep breath and shook my head. “Jimmy had already gone when I woke up. No note, no text. It was strange but I didn’t think too much of it at the time. I sent him a text asking where he was. When half the day went by with no response I started to worry.”
“And the rest is history, as they say.”
I nodded as I fought back tears.
“We’re here,” said Mike.
I looked around. It was dark from what the headlights illuminated, I couldn't see anything but trees. “What’s here?”
“Just stop the car. It’s a short walk.”
I felt my heart race as my vulnerable situation became apparent. I really was in the middle of nowhere with a strange man, one who had withheld information about my missing fiancé for 5 years. I stared at him wide eyed.
He shrugged. “I’m not really sure what I can say to make you more comfortable?”
I slowly reached for my bag and pulled out a pocket pistol. Mike let out a surprised laugh.
“Maybe I don’t need to say anything?” he said.
“This makes me more comfortable,” I said.
He nodded. “Fair enough. Let’s go.”

After walking for several minutes, feeling grateful that I’d opted for comfortable footwear that evening, we came to a cabin within the trees. The porch was lit.
‘Jessie; you know better than this girl’ I thought to myself, my hand clutching the pistol inside my bag.
“Why did it have to be a cabin in the woods?” I said, Mike a few feet in front of me.
“I like solitude,” he said. “I couldn’t think of anything worse than living in the city.”
We walked up the steps to the porch area. At one end there was a single chair with a blanket on it, and a small table with some beer bottles. At the other end I spotted some deep red patches on the floorboards. Mike noticed me looking.
“Don’t worry,” he said. “It’s deer blood. I’m pretty self sufficient out here.”
We entered the cabin and Mike turned on the lights. It was quite basic, not overly decorated. There were some framed pictures on the walls, a dinner table, and a living area with some chairs, a small television and a log burner.
“I’m kind of disappointed there’s no stag’s head mounted on the wall,” I said as I took in my surroundings.
Mike shrugged. “I don’t see the animals as a prize. It’s food, survival. There are a few skulls out back if you want to check them out?”
I shook my head. “I’m good.”
Mike put the slice of pie he’d got from Marcy’s on the kitchen counter.
“Water, beer?” He opened the fridge and pulled out a beer bottle.
“This isn’t a social visit,” I said. “And call me paranoid but that would make me very stupid."
He nodded. “You’re right, I hope you don’t mind if I have one though.” He screwed off the cap and took a swig. “Let’s sit.” He motioned to the living area and I followed him.
“You know it’s dangerous to leave your fire burning when you’re not home,” I said, feeling the warmth from the log burner as I took a seat on an armchair. I kept my bag by my side and my hand on the pistol.
“It gets cold in here,” he said, sitting on another chair. “I’ll take my chances.”
He spoke about his cabin for a while, the whole time I became increasingly more uncomfortable due to the fact that I’d needed the bathroom since leaving the diner.
“I’d like to get straight to the point,” I said. “But I really need to use the bathroom.”
“Sure,” he said, pointing to a door down a hallway. “Over there.”
The bathroom was clean enough, though I did my business without touching the toilet seat. Something that had become a habit when using strange or public bathrooms. As I washed up I heard a groaning noise that sounded like it came from another room in the cabin. My heart jolted.
“Mike?” I said, creeping out of the bathroom. I had my bag over my shoulder and my shaking hand gripped the pistol. “What was that sound?”
I peeked over to the living area and couldn’t see him. I started to panic.
“Mike?” I said loudly. “This isn’t cool. Where are you?”
I heard that muffled groaning noise again and jumped, turning on the spot. There was another door further down the hall. Against my better judgement I crept closer to it, flinching each time the groan was emitted. It got louder the closer I got to the door.
“Mike?” I said, my whole body trembling.
“Sorry Jessie,” I heard Mike say from behind, and suddenly a cloth covered my mouth. My bag slipped from my shoulder but I still had the gun in my hand which I lifted as I struggled. Mike brought his other arm around me and squeezed tight, pinning my arms to my body. I became lightheaded as I breathed in chemicals.
“Shush,” he said quietly in my ear. “Just let it be.”
As I blacked out I was screaming inside my head. ‘You stupid girl!’

When I came to my vision was momentarily blurred, but as I focused I saw Mike opposite me. We were sitting at the dinner table.
“Welcome back,” he said. I attempted to stand but my right hand was cuffed to the table leg. I pulled on it several times until pain shot through my arm. “That’s solid oak. I mean, you might get free but probably at the expense of your wrist.”
“You bastard!” I screamed. “Let me go. Help! Help me please!”
“Calm down Jessie,” he said. “I’m sure I don’t need to tell you there’s no one out here to help you.”
I started to cry as I shook. “Oh God… What are you going to do to me? Are you going to…”
“I told you already, I’m not going to hurt you! Though that wasn’t completely true because I’m sure you have a splitting headache right now?”
He got up and retrieved a small bottle from a cupboard, then filled a glass from the faucet. He placed the glass in front of me as well as two pills from the bottle.
“Paracetamol. You’ll thank me later.”
“I’ll never thank you!” I screamed, then moaned as my head pounded. I reluctantly picked up the pills and swallowed them with water. “Why am I cuffed?”
As he spoke he walked across the cabin. “Because I believe what you’re about to hear would cause you to run. When I’m done you’re more than welcome to leave, you have my word.”
He returned with a MacBook and placed it on the table. It looked alien amongst the cabin interior. My surprised expression must have been clear.
“I’m not a Luddite,” he said. “I have WiFi and Netflix just like you city folks.”
“Great,” I said sarcastically. “But you really need to start talking.”
“I don’t think you’re in any position to give demands,” he said. “But very well. Here’s the first thing you’re not going to like hearing: I’ve been inside your apartment.”
My jaw dropped. “Wha… What?”
He opened the MacBook and tapped on the keyboard, then showed me the screen. There were several images of my apartment interior. I picked up the glass and took a swig of water, wishing it was something stronger. “Why were you in my apartment Mike?”
“Well, here’s the next thing: I’m a serial killer.”
I shifted back on the chair and pulled on the cuffs, starting to hyperventilate. “Oh God oh God oh God…”
“Calm down Jessie,” he said.
“Give me a fucking break,” I shouted. “Jesus Christ!” I clung onto the cuffs with my free hand and pulled hard, groaning. The table only moved ever so slightly but I felt like I’d run a marathon. I sat up and stared at Mike as I breathed heavily. “You killed Jimmy?”
“I target lovers,” he said. “I observe them for months before I take things further. When the time is right I abduct one. Which one I choose is more down to opportunity than anything else. Then I pose a question: Are you prepared to sacrifice yourself for the one you love? Make a choice; you or them.
I covered my mouth with a trembling hand. “Oh Jimmy… You sacrificed yourself for me.”
Mike tapped on the keys some more. “I install secret cameras in the lovers’ homes when they’re out. Like I said, I observe them for months, and not just outside. I need to get a feel for their relationship before I intervene. It has to be true love or it just doesn’t feel right. And you only get to see the real deal when no one else is looking. Excessive PDAs are often a sign of insecurity, they mean nothing really.”
He turned the screen back to me and a video was playing. “I edited this just for you.”
It showed Jimmy and I sitting at our breakfast bar. In the corner of the screen was Mar 7th 2018, 07:54.
“Wait!” I said, my heart beating out of my chest. I paused the video. “I don’t think I want to see this.”
“You have to, Jessie. I’m sorry. You’re free to leave once it's over.”
I felt my heart through my chest. “Can I at least take you up on that drink?”
He got up and walked to the fridge, taking out a beer.
“Do you have anything stronger?” I asked.
He nodded and reached under the kitchen counter, then returned with a whisky bottle and two tumblers. He poured two measures and pushed one towards me, then sat back down.
“We’re all out of ice unfortunately.”
“Fuck the ice,” I said, downing it in one gulp. I closed my eyes as I felt my chest burn inside, then signalled for Mike to top me up. After a moment I hit play on the screen.

Mar 7th 2018, 07:54
Jimmy and I eat breakfast. He picks up a strawberry and rubs it against my lips.
“Stop it,” I say, giggling as I slap his arm. “I have to leave shortly.”
“Come on Jess,” he says. “Open wide.” He puts the strawberry in my mouth then gently kisses my lips.
“To be continued,” I say, getting off the stool and grabbing my things.
“No fair!” he sulks.
“Have a good day babe,” I say, kissing his cheek.
“I love you, Jess,” he says, momentarily holding me against him.
“I love you more,” I say, pulling away to run to the door. “See you this evening.”
Jimmy comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around him, then goes to the bedroom.
Jimmy sits at the table on his laptop and takes a few work related calls.
Jimmy takes another call. “Hey you. Yeah. No, she won’t be back until like 7 at the earliest.”
I took another sip of whisky and briefly met Mike’s eyes as he watched me. I held the glass close to my chest, my knuckles white.
Jimmy continued. “Absolutely, I’d love to see you… Great, see ya soon.”
The buzzer rings and Jimmy uses the intercom. “It’s open.”
I downed the whisky and pushed the glass towards Mike. He leaned over and poured another measure.
Jimmy opens the door and in comes my best friend Lori. She embraces him.
They sit on the couch together.
“Shit, I’ve got to call Jess,” says Jimmy. “It’s our thing.”
“Seriously?” says Lori.
“Yep, every lunch break without fail. She’ll get paranoid if I don’t.”
Fucking asshole. It was never something I asked for or insisted on. Whatever makes him feel better.
He makes the call and puts a finger against his lips. In the meantime Lori unzips his fly and feels inside.
“Hey baby, how’s your day going? Ah, that’s awesome! Yeah, it’s been a productive morning. I’m gonna heat up some soup, what are you having?”
He puts his other hand behind Lori’s head and pushes it into his lap. His head slowly tilts back.
“That sounds amazing. Okay, well I just wanted to hear your voice baby. And you, can’t wait to see you later. Love you too. Bye.”
They come out of the bedroom and Lori puts on her shoes. Jimmy puts his arms around her from behind and nuzzles her neck.
“Do you have to leave already?” he says.
“What if she comes home?” says Lori.
“I promise you she won’t be home for a while. Come on.”
She turns and slaps his chest. “You’re a bad boy, Jimmy Mack.” They kiss.
They chop vegetables in the kitchen.
“I wish we were cooking for us,” says Jimmy.
“Me too,” says Lori. “We really should tell her soon. It’s gone on long enough.”
Tears stream as I finish my third whisky.
He nods. “I know. I keep trying. I already know how tonight will go. We’ll eat dinner and then she’ll want to watch some shit like The Notebook.”
Lori laughs. “I feel so bad for you.”
“She’s such a hopeless romantic,” he says.
“Hopeless being the operative word,” laughs Lori.
“Me-ow!” he laughs.
Mar 8th 2018, 01:22
The door to our apartment opens and in comes a tall figure dressed in black. They slowly open our bedroom door and creep inside. After a few minutes Jimmy leaves the room in a t-shirt and boxers, his hands up as he’s followed by the figure at gunpoint. They leave the apartment.

I sat in silence staring at the screen.
“I’m sorry for what you’ve been through Jessie,” said Mike. “But as you can see he didn’t deserve your pain and suffering.”
I put the glass on the table and wiped the tears from my face. “Maybe not. But he didn’t deserve to die.”
“Would you say the same if you knew he chose you?”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, like I said. I take one of the lovers and give them a choice. I’d never experienced something like this, having only observed genuine love. It threw me. He was a lying piece of shit but I still posed the question.”
Mike found another video and played it.
Jimmy is sitting on a chair in a dark room under a hanging light, his arms tied behind his back. He struggles to free himself.
“James Mack,” says Mike offscreen.
“Who are you?” screams Jimmy. “I’ll fucking kill you when I get free!”
“How much do you love Jessie?”
“Would you die for her?”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Jimmy shouts.
“Would you die for her?” Mike roars, coming into shot and putting his forehead against Jimmy’s. He holds a gun at his side.
Jimmy recoils. “I… I…”
“It’s you or her James!” Mike cocks the gun and holds it against Jimmy’s head. “Make your decision.”
“Her!” Jimmy cries. “Take Jessie! You’ll be doing me a fucking favor you psycho!”
Mike stopped the video as I covered my mouth. “How does that make you feel Jessie?”
I shook my head. “I’d like to see what your response would be if someone held a gun to your head.”
He nodded. “Fair point. But just so you know, I’ve targeted 5 couples so far and they all chose to sacrifice themselves.”
“It doesn’t matter,” I said. “I hate him for this but he still didn’t deserve to die.”
Mike came over and took a key out of his pocket, then released the cuff around my wrist. I gripped it with my other hand and held it against my chest.
“Oh, he’s not dead Jessie,” said Mike, walking to the kitchen counter. He picked up the box containing the pie.
He walked across the room down the hall, then stopped at the door at the end.
“You’re free to go Jessie,” he said. “Or you can come say hi.”
He pushed open the door then disappeared. I got up and frantically looked around the cabin. I saw my bag sitting on a coffee table and rummaged inside. My gun, my keys, my phone were all there. I ran to the main door and breathed in the cool night air, then hesitated. I looked over my shoulder.
You stupid girl I repeated in my head over and over as I approached the door down the hall. There was a staircase leading down into a dimly lit basement. I could hear Mike’s voice and some groans as I slowly began to descend, my body trembling. There was a vile smell that got worse with every step. It made me retch.
When I got to the bottom I saw Mike standing over the figure of a pale man that sat with his back to me. He was wearing rags, and the skin I could see was dirty and covered in sores. His skin was impossibly stretched over visible bones. He was eating noisily as he groaned.
“Is that good James?” asked Mike, and I saw the figure nod enthusiastically. The back of his head revealed long thinning hair with bald patches.
Mike looked over his shoulder and smiled when he met my eye. “Oh my, James. You’ll never guess who’s come to visit?”
The figure looked up inquisitively, then turned his head in my direction.
I could see it in his eyes. His handsome features had been buried under a pale, gaunt complexion. But I could tell it was Jimmy by his eyes. It took him a few seconds to acknowledge who he was looking at but suddenly his eyes widened, the thin skin of his forehead flaking as it wrinkled. He had pie smeared across his mouth. He had some teeth missing and the ones I could see looked jagged and broken.
“Jessie?” he said, in a voice that wasn’t quite the same. It was weathered, like that of a senior citizen with a bad smoking habit.
My lips trembled as I nodded. “It’s me Jimmy.”
He suddenly stood and lunged towards me, his hands outstretched. I flinched but he was held back by shackles around his ankles.
“Jessie!” he groaned. My heart couldn’t take it, feeling like it was going to explode. I fell to my knees as the 5 year mystery was solved in the most horrifying way.
“Isn’t it nice of Jessie to stop by?” said Mike. “Even after the way you treated her.”
Jimmy became restless, pulling on the shackles. He kept groaning like he was in pain.
“How could you do this to him?” I cried. “Even a rabid beast doesn’t deserve this!”
Mike shrugged. “I guess I felt bad for you. I’d never really considered the feelings of anyone else until I saw just how much you loved this man. And when I witnessed his betrayal day after day I just grew to hate him more. I knew a bullet to the brain wasn’t enough for this piece of shit.”
Mike turned to Jimmy and started rubbing his back. “But you know, over the years this piece of shit has grown on me. We’re like family now, aren’t we James?”
“No!” Jimmy screamed, making me fall back. “No no no!”
He buried his face in Mike’s neck, making him scream in pain. Dark blood cascaded down Mike’s shirt. Considering Jimmy was wasted away to nothing, Mike's attempts at freeing himself were useless. He fell to the floor and pushed himself against the wall, holding the gaping wound on his neck.
“James… Don’t…” he managed before Jimmy pounced. It sounded like a wild animal devouring its prey. I covered my ears as I watched in horror, my body refusing to let me look away.
Before long Mike was silent and still, his eyes remained open as he slouched against the wall. Jimmy turned to look at me, at first appearing shy or embarrassed. His face and chest was covered in Mike’s blood. He licked his lips and attempted to wipe it away with the back of his skeletal arm.
Eventually he started to crawl towards me, only stopping when the shackles wouldn’t allow him to get any closer. He groaned, but it wasn’t in anger. His eyes became glassy and he started to cry.
“Jessie,” he said. “I’m sorry.”
My hands trembled as I reached out to him, scared beyond belief but my heart was breaking all over again. I was in two minds, but eventually my hand met his and I felt his bony fingers between mine.
“Oh Jimmy,” I said breathlessly. “I forgive you.”
We held hands for a moment before I stood up. “I’m calling for help.” I made my way to the stairs.
“No!” Jimmy shouted. His eyes pleaded with me. “No Jessie. Please.
It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do, but I think most people would have done the same from a place of love.
Jimmy Mack is never coming back.
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2023.03.29 21:42 DarmanOrdo Game impossible to 100% due to post character creation limitations?

I just came to the realization that this game might be impossible to 100% during this current version of the game. I enjoy trying to 100% some of the mini-games your character can play but noticed my character is limited in their abilities due to restrictive post character creation customization. I fear that I won't be able to 100% this game. On some days or weeks in game I am happy with the current male character I have, but on other days or weeks, I would prefer to have been given a female character. Sometimes I would like to just swap throughout the day for whatever I am in the mood for. I talked to some of my friends who spawned with a male character, and they don't have this desire to 100% the game. I've also looked at some of the guilds and communities for characters that are based around characters who have swapped genders post creation, but an issue arises because I don't want a permanent change to my character. I want something more fluid for my character where I could have the gender appearance that mentally syncs with my character as it changes through out my play. I guess what I am looking for is a more robust character customization for mid-playthroughs. Like something as easy as our current clothing system but for our character's body. With an update like that or something similar, it might help those players who are trying to 100% the game and experience everything the game has to offer.
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2023.03.29 21:42 Coconut83 State tax paid to wrong state?

Hi everyone. My wife resides in Michigan but worked in Illinois last year for travel nursing.Illinois and Michigan have an agreement where a resident of either wouldn’t pay taxes to both if working in the other state. Illinois was taking state tax out of her checks but when we went to file taxes, TurboTax is saying Michigan is requesting state tax payment on her income in Illinois.
I asked the TurboTax accountant for help and they told me to request new W2s for her with the income being reported from Michigan instead. Is that something her employers can do? When we spoke to HR they just said that we have to pay taxes in whichever state she worked in and we’re unwilling to help further.
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2023.03.29 21:42 JB2076 I need help!!

So I just adopted a 1 year old cat named Paisley a couple days ago from a shelter. I assumed she’d be litter box trained because they’re in a shelter so they use the litter boxes. Well she’s been peeing under my bed so I blocked it off and then I let her on top of my bed last night and she peed there too. I just got home from school and I took my hoodie off and she went and peed on it. I’ve put her in the litter box I got for her multiple times but she just doesn’t use it so I need some advice on how to litter box train her pleaseee!!!! TLDR: I need some advice on how to litter box train my cat
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2023.03.29 21:42 V_for_Venom Making ChatGPT go big mode.

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2023.03.29 21:42 Environmental_Map_42 What is considered a Shitpost/Low-effort submission?

So as we all seen today new rules were put in place to prevent shitposts, meme polls, horny postings, random power scalings and low-effort stuff.

So how do you distinguish shitposts from normal posts? I'm not calling any other users out but I have seen like 3/4 different low effort posts in my opinion, like just a random shot from the anime and a title is that considered a low effort post or is that a quality post? I seen one where it was what class do you think you would be in? I've seen AI art and Meme's.

So I would like either a mod or someone explain what is considered a low-effort post. I understand the decision is up to the mods discretion but I just want others opinions on this. I feel that if you remove basically all of the stuff above the sub will become pretty dead except for people asking where to start after the season 3 of the anime starts.
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2023.03.29 21:42 yodafeels 23 M4F - lookin for a boo thang

Hey there,
I’ll make try to make this post pretty simple!
Me: 23 M, 5’ 10”, fairly fit & active, working professional, have my own place in the loop
Who I’m looking for: honestly I’m pretty open and don’t necessarily have a type. The only absolute no go’s are if you are currently in a relationship. Otherwise, happy to chat some more, exchange pics when comfortable, and see if we find one another attractive!
What I’m looking for: to get to know each other! I mean I am posting on Reddit so yes I am looking for something sexual eventually haha. Can delve into more details if you’d like in chat :)
Let me know if interested!
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2023.03.29 21:42 Far_Cancel_6166 29 • GMT • PC/XBOX • Looking for new friend/s :)

Hey ^^
I recently got myself a gaming PC but most of my gaming friends are on Xbox, so I'm looking for some people to play with and become friends ^-^ I'm quite a nervous/shy person at first but I'm still down to use mic if you want. I have a lot of free time so it doesn't really matter what time zone you're in :) Be chill, able to crack jokes and laugh at stupid sh*t. I'm down for just chatting about life, memes, shows/movies, anything that's on your mind :)
I'd love to have someone to play some horror games with, like Phasmophobia (I have others like The Forest and am willing to get more co-op horrors), I'm too chicken to play alone xD Also if you have Dying Light 2 on Xbox I'd love to play that too. The main game I play right now is Overwatch 2.
Some of my favourite games are: • Overwatch • Diablo 3 • Borderlands series (2 is my fav) • Skyrim • Dishonored • Destiny (haven't played that in a while though)
If you'd like to play or be friends then feel friend to message me or leave a comment ^^
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2023.03.29 21:41 ThrowRA-916 Hey I (m22)recently had a first date with a coworker of mine (f23) and need advice if I should keep trying with her.

When I messaged her first, I asked if she wanted to kick it/smoke sesh. She agreed and we set it up for that following Sunday. The day comes and I msg her to confirm if we were still good to go out. At first she did try to bail saying that she didn’t have anything to smoke and that she felt “icky” from work, so maybe rain check. However I was able to convince her to go, saying that all she had to worry about was getting ready and that I would take care of taking stuff for our smoke sesh.
When I messaged her that I was on my way. She then asked if I could bring my dog ( I have a cute dog) and I said yeah. When I got to her place, she even decided to bring her dog as well. After that we went to a park near her house, walked the dogs for a bit, talked, and then stopped on this one bridge to smoke a joint. (One thing tho is that while we were talking she did mention her past (2) boyfriends. The first time she was telling me that she made fun of one for not knowing how to park (lmao). The other one I will say is a friend of myn and someone she still friends with. She just told me she hanged out with him the day before and if I had talked to him recently )
After that we decided to go get some food, so we dropped off the dogs at her house. Then we were driving around for a bit trying to find something to eat since a lot of restaurants were already closed and decided to stop at a small mall near her place. We walked around for a bit looking at stores. There was even a small arcade that we went into and were there trying to win a plush from one of the claw machines. After that we went to go get food. After we ordered we had gone into a store to see if she could use the restroom. While we were there, she had seen a poster for the new Mario movie and suggested that if it was out already we would’ve gone to watch it. So I said if she was down to go watch it when it comes out and she said she was down.
After we got our food, we went to this park she knew about that had a nice looking fountain/waterfall. When we got there we smoked for a bit, ate, and talked some more. When we were ready to leave, I asked where to now, and she said home, so I took her home. As we were getting to her house, she actually straight up told me that she tried to bail on me but that shes glad she didn’t and that she had fun. And that if I wanted to sesh again to just hit her up. When I was dropping her off, after she had said bye to my dog and everything she looked at me, and I guess she got nervous and gave me first bump hand shake.
A couple of days later I had msged her again if she was down to get some food. She replied saying that she was too broke to go and that she was sorryyy. I told her since I was the one inviting that I would pay. She has yet to reply to that.
And that’s pretty much how the first date went. I know this might seem childish but I really like this girl and don’t wanna mess it up with her
TL;DR! - i don’t know if the date went good and if I should still try with her because she is sending mixed signals.
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2023.03.29 21:41 thinkjosephthink 29M This is Yusuf. would you like to know me?

My name is Yusuf. My life was mediocre and below mediocre most of the time before 16-17 years old. Until 2012-2013. That was my last year if the high school so i was studying for university. i was going for study groups. It's something people pay to let their children go and study with the help if teacher. It's the same thing as school but since you pay money the teacher are better. There was 12 or 13 class and they are arranged by success. I was in the top class with other 11-12 student. I am working in physical science. there was a social science classes too and it's top class and our class is on the same floor. There was this girl showing sooo much attention to me. It was the first time a girl showed me attention. She literally shower me with attention i was over the clouds. Some time later it turns to love. When you spend most of your time with someone you started to love her.it started as a friendship then close friendship then love. She was my first (and last) love. I happened to live my firsts with her. Even sitting in a room together in silence made my heart race like a horse. I even met her parents went to their house. One time my parents weren't at home, she asked her parents if i can stay with her but they didn't allow. We were good until not :( our bond started to get weaker and weaker on her end. She didn't spend her time with me, she act like she don't see me when she walks pass by me. I am i begged her to not leave me, tell me the thing i did wrong i will correct it. I am losing my part every second every minute bit by bit. When she falls in love first time, the boy he loved left her and she was mentally fucked. Her mother took her from school and take her to vacation for 1 month. It took very long time to heal herself. I asked her don't you feel the same thing why are you leaving me? She said no one cared for me when I am down m don't expect me to help you. You are going to deal with it. I am fucked at that moment. I still fucking remember that moment like yesterday. The moment i am fucked. 2-3 months left to my university exam. I feel i am fucked in every pore if my skin. I am heart broken. I am down i am nothing. I wasted my 2 months before exam by playing games with my friends outside lying to my parents i am studying. Going out in the morning and coming back at 9pm at home. i never felt that kind of pain before. I still have the remains of the injury in my hearth. I got in university exam. I choose s university in another city cause i cant see her in the streets if Ankara it would destroy me. I will Neel down and cry so i moved another city. I grew up in a very strict family i have no friends in the street my family didn't allow me to go play outside i have no computer because they think i wouldn't study my lessons. When i moved out of the city they got me a computer cause i am going to be an 'engineer' i played games 24/7 all day all night didn't fi to school for 2 years and lied all those time to my parents. I still have the pain in my heart. I never smoked or drink alcohol before. We got drunk by singing sad song with my friends i dorm. I play games i never go out of my dorm room. We drink and smoke got wasted and cry for our loved ones. I lost my 2 year without doing nothing. Not passing one single lesson on uni. Some point my family decided to move in the city i am in and wanted to take control of me. We fight all the time at home. I graduated eventually in 2020. Yes i am engineer but i have nothing else. No social skills, no plus things, no friends, no life nothing. I was stay at home boy. I got myself a lock for my door and locked myself in for most of the day to not see my parents because whenever we see each other we fight. I sleep wake up thinking about suicide and sleep again. This was the my life circle for 2 years. My luck turned out in December 2021 and got myself a little job. Nothing big but honest work. I was working for a Ukrainian company. Russia declared war to Ukraine and i got fired. I found this job on April i am doing okay in terms of job but not socially or mentally.
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2023.03.29 21:41 LoveMangaBuddy Read My Boss Is My Biggest Fan! - Chapter 52 - MangaPuma

By day, Naeul Ju is an unassuming pushover at J&H Tab House. By night, she is Author Juna, a popular writer known for her web novel, Love Shot. No one knows about her secret double life except for her two closest friends. Hiding behind her taglines, she struggles to speak up while working for her ignorant boss, Dobin Kwon. She finds comfort in her cyberfriend, Dobi, who has always been there to su ... Read My Boss Is My Biggest Fan! - Chapter 52 - MangaPuma. Read more at https://mangapuma.com/my-boss-is-my-biggest-fan/chapter-52
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2023.03.29 21:41 violetxmoonlight I (26F) am struggling to amend my relationship with my parents (61M, 60F.)

I have a complicated relationship with my parents. I was neglected along with my siblings.(40M, 37F.) Due to this neglect, I don’t consider my parents as part of my support system. I feel uncomfortable discussing anything personal with them as an adult due to them struggling to support my emotional needs when I was a child and teen. One example, I went to an in-patient psych ward in high school. My parents referred to it as a vacation. It really hurt my feelings, and I when went again in my early 20s, I did not tell them. My siblings told them for me.
Now, as I approach 30, I WANT to build a closer relationship with them. They have made efforts to support me. My second in-patient visit, they were kinder and sensitive. Afterwards, when I was on my parents insurance, my dad asked if I was doing alright because he hadn’t seen any therapy appointment co-pays. They view mental health much differently now.
My parents are people and people make mistakes. I know this, but I can’t open up to them like my siblings have. I don’t feel comfortable doing that. I have distanced myself, and I know my parents are sad about it, but I don’t think they know why. Last year, I really pulled away. During Mother’s Day, they said they never see me getting married. It was devastating to hear them say that. It’s also tough because one of them has a substance abuse issue that we as a family have as an open secret.
But I want this emotional connection that my siblings have. I saw them two weeks ago with my siblings. After I left, my dad texted me telling me that he and my mom were very happy to see me. My dad said I’m one of his “most favorite people” ever. I cried a lot over that! I know they love me a LOT, and I love them a LOT.
What should I do? What can I do? How do I get over this, do I need to get over myself? Like am I being immature? How do I move on? Is there something I can read, or something I can watch? Do you feel this way, what did you do? Do you regret it?
I can answer any questions for more information.
TL;DR I want to amend my relationship with my parents but I am struggling due to trauma I experienced as a child. I want advice on where to start.
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2023.03.29 21:41 CrazyJaneCreepyJeff Marianne Williamson, Democratic presidential contender, calls someone antisemitic for pointing out that the US paid reparations to Holocaust survivors and others but NOT to American Descendants of African Slaves. Are we surprised?

Watch the exchange here: https://youtu.be/M1IS6F-Fbic
From 2015 to 2020 the US (approved by Obama) gave a Jewish NGO 12m for Holocaust survivors in the US.
Marianne argues this fact is untrue, gets flustered, calls the statement antisemitic, moves as far away from the man as possible, and places her security nearby.
I knew she would crumble but that was faster than expected.
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2023.03.29 21:41 jellyfishgardens17 I TOOK DOWN THE OWL

I can’t stop playing this game, these boss fights are so much fun. I really don’t know why I put off playing this game for so long, but I am so happy I am playing it now!
You had it coming father
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2023.03.29 21:40 r4jman My friend received tax rebate cheque twice.

My friend sent their tax rebate cheque from HMRC to their online bank, however they didn’t put a stamp on the letter…. A few months later they hadn’t received the money so they then called HMRC and asked them to send another cheque. HMRC said that they will send another cheque to a family member so they have their tax rebate as long as the original cheque is destroyed. A couple months later, the money from the first cheque arrived in my friends account. They now have another cheque for the same amount (which is in her family members name). Can she cash in the cheque again?
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2023.03.29 21:40 amairany2222 new polaroid camera

new polaroid camera
so i got a new camera for my birthday and when i finally used it today to take a picture of my boyfriend, my moms face vividly showed when the picture was developed as if the camera had remembered her face. only i haven’t photographed her with this new camera only pointed it at her. is there an explanation i am not a photographer?
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2023.03.29 21:40 Testsubject276 A friend of mine gave me my first kit for my birthday, any tips?

A friend of mine gave me my first kit for my birthday, any tips? submitted by Testsubject276 to Gunpla [link] [comments]