General Forum
Where is AboveXBeyond?
Does anyone know where this beauty has gone to? I miss her. She has not been online in a few weeks.
Thanks in advance for any info.
Thanks in advance for any info.
one for gete
What do you call an Australian with a sheep under one arm and a goat under the other?
Wanna know? see below!
Bisexual.
Wanna know? see below!
Bisexual.
Love, deep love and
What is the difference between love, deep love and showing off?
have a look below
Spitting, swallowing and gargling.
have a look below
Spitting, swallowing and gargling.
sex & bridge
How is sex like a game of bridge?
see below
If you have a good hand, you don't need a partner
see below
If you have a good hand, you don't need a partner
did u know?
What's the definition of eternity?
Scroll down for the answer
4 blondes at a 4-way stop intersection.
Scroll down for the answer
4 blondes at a 4-way stop intersection.
a magic test
You must follow the rules on this one exactly, otherwise it won't work.
It's really scary how this works out. NO CHEATING!!!
First, get a pen and paper.
Second, write the numbers one through six. Example:
1
2
3
4
5
6
Next to number one, write any number ...
Next to number two, write the name of anyone to which you are really attracted ...
Next to three, write down the first color you can think of ...
Next to number four, write the name of your first pet ...
Next to number five and six write down the name of a family member ...
Remember ... No cheating ...
Keep scrolling down ...
Don't cheat, or you'll be upset ...
Here're the answers ...
The number next to number one show how many times you should be smashed over the head with a baseball bat for thinking that stupid things like this actually mean anything ...
The person named next to number two is someone who will never have time to sleep with you because you're stupid enough to waste your time on something like this ...
The color you picked means nothing. It's a friggin' color for Christsake ...
Number four gives you the name of the dog which hopefully bites ur stupid ass...
Numbers five and six represent family members who are embarrassed to be related to you ...
take is easy :P
It's really scary how this works out. NO CHEATING!!!
First, get a pen and paper.
Second, write the numbers one through six. Example:
1
2
3
4
5
6
Next to number one, write any number ...
Next to number two, write the name of anyone to which you are really attracted ...
Next to three, write down the first color you can think of ...
Next to number four, write the name of your first pet ...
Next to number five and six write down the name of a family member ...
Remember ... No cheating ...
Keep scrolling down ...
Don't cheat, or you'll be upset ...
Here're the answers ...
The number next to number one show how many times you should be smashed over the head with a baseball bat for thinking that stupid things like this actually mean anything ...
The person named next to number two is someone who will never have time to sleep with you because you're stupid enough to waste your time on something like this ...
The color you picked means nothing. It's a friggin' color for Christsake ...
Number four gives you the name of the dog which hopefully bites ur stupid ass...
Numbers five and six represent family members who are embarrassed to be related to you ...
take is easy :P
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPS
next time i'll watch the archive before i reply - shocked!
but still welcome dude
but still welcome dude
RE: Hotbabexxx
I never saw anyone give themselves a proctological exam before...I wonder if she found any polyps?
RE: koshed37
I think ur right.. :D but i see u waited until the results were out ya fecker... hahaha sneaky:P
RE: koshed37
OK i believe ya.. but only this time:P
You could have told me the results b4 the race i could have put a bet on then..:P i would have won all of 12 pence as i only have a penny to bet with. :(( What odds is that then.. hmmmm
So hmmm u better tell me whos gonna win the MotoGp then.. Rossi or Hayden... so get ur crystal ball out.. hahaha :P
You could have told me the results b4 the race i could have put a bet on then..:P i would have won all of 12 pence as i only have a penny to bet with. :(( What odds is that then.. hmmmm
So hmmm u better tell me whos gonna win the MotoGp then.. Rossi or Hayden... so get ur crystal ball out.. hahaha :P
Sunday Morning Coffee
what tastes better than an iced coffee on a beautiful sunday morning?
RE: Sunday Morning Coffee
Shame you only watch now David - needed you for the free kick in Moscow!
RE: Sunday Morning Coffee
What tastes better..!!?? I have to say a warm tender kiss from a lovely woman that has just eaten strawberries :P would taste way better than any coffee..:)
And failing the kiss, then kissing a girls legs after she has gotten out from the bath, and her skin is all warm and glowing.. ;)
If i can`t have either of those 2 things then i will pass on the coffee. :D
And failing the kiss, then kissing a girls legs after she has gotten out from the bath, and her skin is all warm and glowing.. ;)
If i can`t have either of those 2 things then i will pass on the coffee. :D
RE: Sunday Morning Coffee
A cup of chickory coffee and bignets at the cafe du monde in New Orleans....on a hot hazy august morning.
RE: anybody from Chernobyl
the extra pair of breasts on their backs, it's a dead giveaway. It's also the reason why girls from Chernobyl are my favorite dance partners. :P
RE: anybody from Chernobyl
Interesting question. I would like to know too. Not sure if we have any hosts from that area though.
RE: anybody from Chernobyl
Really? Why is that? Please inform us CSB or could it be you are the only one that didn't catch the joke....Duhhhhhh
RE: anybody from Chernobyl
I'd bet 90% of the literate adults know what happened there (I was going to say we ALL know what happened there but that might be a little to optimistic). So I'm guessing you just don't have a sense of humor. Have fun passing out the Duuuhss on your future posts
RE: anybody from Chernobyl
At the speed the Americans move at probably every person made homeless by the various disasters is still homeless.
So you will have plenty of choice CSB
So you will have plenty of choice CSB
anybody from moldova?
anybody here from moldova? i would like to give some questions about some points of register form.Thanks for ur answer
xxdelightxxx - the most beautifu woman in the world
Cara is outstanding, truly amazing! She is a very beautiful woman, with a great personality. Any time that you spend with her will be well worth it. The face of an angel, and a body that is amazing, she is a woman unlike any other here. I know I will return many many times. Treat her well, guys! She is an amazing woman.
fat girls
For those hosts who think they gain kg they need to walk more and more and do gymnastics.
Poor hosts and bad Viewers
Why not start a thread so ALL can see
1. How a bad viewer can be with his/her screen name , with valid comments
2. Same for hosts that promise one thing but do not "give a show" according to the "category" they have their screen name in.
Comments Please
1. How a bad viewer can be with his/her screen name , with valid comments
2. Same for hosts that promise one thing but do not "give a show" according to the "category" they have their screen name in.
Comments Please
RE: Poor hosts and bad Viewers
Jawohl, mein fuhrer!!! Ve vill haf our revenge on zese animals!!
RE: Poor hosts and bad Viewers
Every month or so someone tries to start a blacklist. Every month the same answer is given: it's pointless.
RE: Poor hosts and bad Viewers
I nominate myself as a bad viewer - prem ejacualtion so only stay a few seconds.
The Hotel Coronado
Hotel Del Coronado
The Hotel Del Coronado is located in Coronado, California. It was opened in the late 1880's and soon became popular as a refuge from the problems that plagued San Diego, and many other cities, at the time. Gambling, drunken brawls, etc. were not uncommon, and E.B. Babcock sought to build a place to get away from it all. His dream became the Hotel Del Coronado, a splendid 399 room mecca of relaxation. Why, then, do the rumors persist that this hotel is haunted?
Well, to answer that we have to go back in time and tell the sad tale of young Kate Morgan, who is the hotel's main, and some say only, specter. Kate was the wife of Tom Morgan, and together they made a living riding the trains and scamming people out of money. They were quite good at it and made a very decent living. They used false names and pretended to be siblings. Kate was very attractive, and she used her womanly charms to get men interested in her. When they expressed this interest, she would inform them they needed her "brother's" approval if they wanted to woo her. The way to gain this approval was to play cards with Tom, who would swindle every bit he could out of the hapless suitor. Kate would then move on to the next victim. They went on like this for a time until Kate discovered she was pregnant and decided she wanted to settle down. Tom did not wish to do this. They had a fight when Tom dicovered she was pregnant, and he left the train, while Kate continued on to San Diego. Tom was to meet her at a later time, around Thanksgiving.
Kate checked into room 302 at the Hotel Del Coronado, which is now room 3312. Thanksgiving came and went, but her husband never came. Around this time she began looking ill. She was probably suffering the effects of quinine poisoning, as a bottle was found in her room after her death. Quinine was a substance commonly used to make a woman miscarry. Kate had probably wanted to abort the baby to please her husband.
She reportedly made a trip to San Diego to buy a gun, and shortly after the 24-year-old beauty was found dead on the steps of the hotel that lead to the beach from a gunshot wound to the head. The death was immediately ruled a suicide, but in 1990 Alan May published a book with evidence to the contrary. In The Legend of Kate Morgan: The Search for the Ghost of the Hotel Del Coronado, he claims that she was shot by her husband. One of his key pieces of evidence is that the bullet found in her head was not the same caliber of the gun that she bought, which was a .44.
There is the story behind the haunting, but what of the haunting itself? It's pretty basic haunting stuff. Electrical devices with odd quirks, cold spots, odd feelings, phantom whispers and even some claims of seeing Kate's ghost comprise the majority of experiences. The light over the steps where Kate's death, suicide or otherwise, occurred will not stay lit, according to an electrician's report to Alan May.
Room 3502 is also considered haunted, with events similar to Kate Morgan's room occurring on a smaller scale. It apparently belonged to a maid who might have lived there around the same time as Kate Morgan
The Hotel Del Coronado is located in Coronado, California. It was opened in the late 1880's and soon became popular as a refuge from the problems that plagued San Diego, and many other cities, at the time. Gambling, drunken brawls, etc. were not uncommon, and E.B. Babcock sought to build a place to get away from it all. His dream became the Hotel Del Coronado, a splendid 399 room mecca of relaxation. Why, then, do the rumors persist that this hotel is haunted?
Well, to answer that we have to go back in time and tell the sad tale of young Kate Morgan, who is the hotel's main, and some say only, specter. Kate was the wife of Tom Morgan, and together they made a living riding the trains and scamming people out of money. They were quite good at it and made a very decent living. They used false names and pretended to be siblings. Kate was very attractive, and she used her womanly charms to get men interested in her. When they expressed this interest, she would inform them they needed her "brother's" approval if they wanted to woo her. The way to gain this approval was to play cards with Tom, who would swindle every bit he could out of the hapless suitor. Kate would then move on to the next victim. They went on like this for a time until Kate discovered she was pregnant and decided she wanted to settle down. Tom did not wish to do this. They had a fight when Tom dicovered she was pregnant, and he left the train, while Kate continued on to San Diego. Tom was to meet her at a later time, around Thanksgiving.
Kate checked into room 302 at the Hotel Del Coronado, which is now room 3312. Thanksgiving came and went, but her husband never came. Around this time she began looking ill. She was probably suffering the effects of quinine poisoning, as a bottle was found in her room after her death. Quinine was a substance commonly used to make a woman miscarry. Kate had probably wanted to abort the baby to please her husband.
She reportedly made a trip to San Diego to buy a gun, and shortly after the 24-year-old beauty was found dead on the steps of the hotel that lead to the beach from a gunshot wound to the head. The death was immediately ruled a suicide, but in 1990 Alan May published a book with evidence to the contrary. In The Legend of Kate Morgan: The Search for the Ghost of the Hotel Del Coronado, he claims that she was shot by her husband. One of his key pieces of evidence is that the bullet found in her head was not the same caliber of the gun that she bought, which was a .44.
There is the story behind the haunting, but what of the haunting itself? It's pretty basic haunting stuff. Electrical devices with odd quirks, cold spots, odd feelings, phantom whispers and even some claims of seeing Kate's ghost comprise the majority of experiences. The light over the steps where Kate's death, suicide or otherwise, occurred will not stay lit, according to an electrician's report to Alan May.
Room 3502 is also considered haunted, with events similar to Kate Morgan's room occurring on a smaller scale. It apparently belonged to a maid who might have lived there around the same time as Kate Morgan
RE: The Hotel Coronado
cool story there dude---btw i have been in room 3502 in knoxville and it was haunted to--by a maid that lost her virginity........and no it wasnt by me--i think was by another ghost
RE: The Hotel Coronado
Thank you for all the stories :)
Even if I don't believe them.. I liked reading ;)
Even if I don't believe them.. I liked reading ;)
RE: The Hotel Coronado
Nahhh im not punisher, my brain wouldn`t have that much room to be able to post such long stories:P
RE: The Hotel Coronado
How do u copy and paste.. as i said my brain to small.. :P :D
Does anyone wanna teach me how to do that:P
Does anyone wanna teach me how to do that:P
RE: The Hotel Coronado
I tried to cut and paste and all I got was a bunch of papers glued to my monitor screen.
RE: The Hotel Coronado
Welcome to the Hotel California, you can checkout but you can never leave ......
Resurrection cemetary
Resurrection Cemetery
Resurrection Cemetery is home to one of Chicago's, and maybe Illinois's in general, most famous ghosts. She is the ghost legends are made of. There are many stories similar to, or even copycats of, but there is only one "Resurrection Mary".
Mary, in life, was a young beautiful Polish girl. She is invariably described as being a blond, blue-eyed, very striking female. Who she was exactly is still a mystery, but the undisputed fact is that she was killed in the 1930's in an accident after coming home from a night of dancing at the Oh Henry Ballroom. Some credit her name as being Mary Bregovy, but that is unsubstantiated. The first sighting of her ghost didn't come until about five years after her death.
A cab driver is credited, or documented, with having first seen the spirit in 1939. He had picked up a beautiful blond girl on Archer Avenue on a snowy night. One of the first things he noticed, besides her beauty, was the fact that she had no coat on in such brutal weather. She wore just a long white gown. She instructed him to drive north on Archer Avenue, and he stopped when she told him to stop. When he turned to look at her, she was gone, and he realized he was in front of Resurrection Cemetery. He swears no door in the cab ever opened, and he was baffled as to how she got out.
Over the years there have been many sightings of Mary, mostly by young men. Some have even claimed to have touched or kissed her, stating always that she was very cold. The most famous incident occurred in December of 1977. A motorist was passing by the cemetery when he noticed a young woman inside holding the bars of the gate. Thinking someone was locked inside, the man called the police. When the cops arrived, there was no woman, but two bars of the gate had been bent and bore the imprint of human hands. The amount of strength and heat need to accomplish such a feat could not be generated by a mere mortal. The spectacle generated many curiosity seekers, and those sections of the gate were cut away by supervisors at the cemetery. They were finally welded back in by embarrassed officials. Nobody, including a number of experts, has been able to explain how those marks in the bars came to be.
So if you're driving along Archer Avenue one night and a pretty girl in a white party gown asks you for a ride, why don't you help her out? Mary has never been known for anything fiercer than a penchant for dancing. Who knows? If you're a handsome young fella, maybe you'll get a kiss from those icy lips.
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Resurrection Cemetery is home to one of Chicago's, and maybe Illinois's in general, most famous ghosts. She is the ghost legends are made of. There are many stories similar to, or even copycats of, but there is only one "Resurrection Mary".
Mary, in life, was a young beautiful Polish girl. She is invariably described as being a blond, blue-eyed, very striking female. Who she was exactly is still a mystery, but the undisputed fact is that she was killed in the 1930's in an accident after coming home from a night of dancing at the Oh Henry Ballroom. Some credit her name as being Mary Bregovy, but that is unsubstantiated. The first sighting of her ghost didn't come until about five years after her death.
A cab driver is credited, or documented, with having first seen the spirit in 1939. He had picked up a beautiful blond girl on Archer Avenue on a snowy night. One of the first things he noticed, besides her beauty, was the fact that she had no coat on in such brutal weather. She wore just a long white gown. She instructed him to drive north on Archer Avenue, and he stopped when she told him to stop. When he turned to look at her, she was gone, and he realized he was in front of Resurrection Cemetery. He swears no door in the cab ever opened, and he was baffled as to how she got out.
Over the years there have been many sightings of Mary, mostly by young men. Some have even claimed to have touched or kissed her, stating always that she was very cold. The most famous incident occurred in December of 1977. A motorist was passing by the cemetery when he noticed a young woman inside holding the bars of the gate. Thinking someone was locked inside, the man called the police. When the cops arrived, there was no woman, but two bars of the gate had been bent and bore the imprint of human hands. The amount of strength and heat need to accomplish such a feat could not be generated by a mere mortal. The spectacle generated many curiosity seekers, and those sections of the gate were cut away by supervisors at the cemetery. They were finally welded back in by embarrassed officials. Nobody, including a number of experts, has been able to explain how those marks in the bars came to be.
So if you're driving along Archer Avenue one night and a pretty girl in a white party gown asks you for a ride, why don't you help her out? Mary has never been known for anything fiercer than a penchant for dancing. Who knows? If you're a handsome young fella, maybe you'll get a kiss from those icy lips.
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RE: Resurrection cemetary
hmmm--all i got to say about this story is ok--Mary was one of my exgirlfriends -this girl in the story kinda remind me of her
RE: Resurrection cemetary
hate to tell you this, but the urban myth
was debunked a few years back.
hydraulics can do some nifty tricks.
was debunked a few years back.
hydraulics can do some nifty tricks.
The Myrtles Plantation
Myrtles Plantation
Myrtles Plantation was built around 1796 by General David Bradford. It has a very interesting, if a bit sordid, past, and that has contributed greatly to its very interesting present.
Trouble began for the household when General Bradford's daughter Sarah married Judge Clark Woodruffe. Woodruffe was a bit of a philanderer, and he used his slaves for trysts. While Sarah was pregnant with their third child, Woodruffe was intimately involved with a slave named Chloe, who was a household servant. Chloe's life as a house servant was much better than that of the slaves working in the fields, so she gave in to Woodruffe's sexual advances to avoid being sent from the house. When Woodruffe took up with another slave after tiring of Chloe, the frightened girl took to listening in on other people to see if she would be sent to the fields. She was unfortunate enough to be caught in the act of eavesdropping by Woodruffe. As punishment, he cut off one of her ears. Chloe started wearing a turban to hide the disfigurement.
Now Chloe was frantic. After being dumped by the master and then being caught and punished so severely, she was certain she would be sent from the house. She had to come up with a plan, and there are two theories as to why she came up with the plan she did. Chloe put a small amount of poison, made from oleander flowers, in a birthday cake she made for the Woodruffes' eldest daughter. The more popular theory was that she expected to gain favor by nursing the family back to health after they ate the cake, although some think it was just for revenge. Either way, the outcome was horrible. Chloe did nurse the two children and their pregnant mother (Woodruffe had not eaten any cake), but they all died. When the other slaves heard of what Chloe had done, they feared the master would take it out on them all, so they formed a lynch party and hanged Chloe from a tree. Her body was then cut down and thrown in the river after being weighted with rocks. The judge closed down the dining room in which the party was held. He was murdered a few years later.
The story of Chloe is the one that stands out the most, but there have been at least ten murders and at least one suicide at the Myrtles Plantation. This may account for the numerous other presences that have been reported. Let's get on, then, with telling about the hauntings themselves. The Myrtles was made into a bed and breakfast in 1981 by Frances Kermeer, so some of these incidents are reported by past owners and some by guests.
To begin with, there's Chloe. Her spirit has been seen, and even photographed, both inside the house and out. One of the photos contains a shadowy figure in a turban near the house. Another is that of an outstretched hand with no body.
The Woodruffe children's spirits have been seen playing in places such as the hallway, the veranda, the dining room, and even on a chandelier.
The apparition of a constantly searching French woman has been reported.
A woman dressed in a black skirt and floating about a foot off the floor has been seen dancing to unheard music in the French bedroom.
A gateman quit when he saw a woman dressed in white walked up to the house and through the front door without opening it.
A maid was once unable to mop over a spot by the front door about the approximate size of a human body. This was the same spot on which a man had died after being shot during the Civil War.
The sound of someone staggering up seventeen steps is sometimes heard between the hours of eight and nine in the evening. This is believed to be the ghost of William Winter, who was shot by a stranger on his front porch in 1871. He made it into the house and up seventeen steps before he collapsed and died.
Past owners have seen a candle, sometimes carried by a woman's ghost, other times floating by itself, going up the stairs. On one occasion a previous owner and some guests tried to follow it after viewing the phenomenon from the porch. They found the room to be icy cold.
The sound of a baby crying has been heard.
The grand piano on the first floor plays by itself. Sometimes it will play all night. It will stop if anyone walks into the room.
Two other ghosts that are sometimes seen are a man stabbed over a gambling debt and a former overseer of the plantation who was killed in 1927 in a robbery attempt. He is seen wearing work clothes and has actually told guests to go away.
Myrtles Plantation was built around 1796 by General David Bradford. It has a very interesting, if a bit sordid, past, and that has contributed greatly to its very interesting present.
Trouble began for the household when General Bradford's daughter Sarah married Judge Clark Woodruffe. Woodruffe was a bit of a philanderer, and he used his slaves for trysts. While Sarah was pregnant with their third child, Woodruffe was intimately involved with a slave named Chloe, who was a household servant. Chloe's life as a house servant was much better than that of the slaves working in the fields, so she gave in to Woodruffe's sexual advances to avoid being sent from the house. When Woodruffe took up with another slave after tiring of Chloe, the frightened girl took to listening in on other people to see if she would be sent to the fields. She was unfortunate enough to be caught in the act of eavesdropping by Woodruffe. As punishment, he cut off one of her ears. Chloe started wearing a turban to hide the disfigurement.
Now Chloe was frantic. After being dumped by the master and then being caught and punished so severely, she was certain she would be sent from the house. She had to come up with a plan, and there are two theories as to why she came up with the plan she did. Chloe put a small amount of poison, made from oleander flowers, in a birthday cake she made for the Woodruffes' eldest daughter. The more popular theory was that she expected to gain favor by nursing the family back to health after they ate the cake, although some think it was just for revenge. Either way, the outcome was horrible. Chloe did nurse the two children and their pregnant mother (Woodruffe had not eaten any cake), but they all died. When the other slaves heard of what Chloe had done, they feared the master would take it out on them all, so they formed a lynch party and hanged Chloe from a tree. Her body was then cut down and thrown in the river after being weighted with rocks. The judge closed down the dining room in which the party was held. He was murdered a few years later.
The story of Chloe is the one that stands out the most, but there have been at least ten murders and at least one suicide at the Myrtles Plantation. This may account for the numerous other presences that have been reported. Let's get on, then, with telling about the hauntings themselves. The Myrtles was made into a bed and breakfast in 1981 by Frances Kermeer, so some of these incidents are reported by past owners and some by guests.
To begin with, there's Chloe. Her spirit has been seen, and even photographed, both inside the house and out. One of the photos contains a shadowy figure in a turban near the house. Another is that of an outstretched hand with no body.
The Woodruffe children's spirits have been seen playing in places such as the hallway, the veranda, the dining room, and even on a chandelier.
The apparition of a constantly searching French woman has been reported.
A woman dressed in a black skirt and floating about a foot off the floor has been seen dancing to unheard music in the French bedroom.
A gateman quit when he saw a woman dressed in white walked up to the house and through the front door without opening it.
A maid was once unable to mop over a spot by the front door about the approximate size of a human body. This was the same spot on which a man had died after being shot during the Civil War.
The sound of someone staggering up seventeen steps is sometimes heard between the hours of eight and nine in the evening. This is believed to be the ghost of William Winter, who was shot by a stranger on his front porch in 1871. He made it into the house and up seventeen steps before he collapsed and died.
Past owners have seen a candle, sometimes carried by a woman's ghost, other times floating by itself, going up the stairs. On one occasion a previous owner and some guests tried to follow it after viewing the phenomenon from the porch. They found the room to be icy cold.
The sound of a baby crying has been heard.
The grand piano on the first floor plays by itself. Sometimes it will play all night. It will stop if anyone walks into the room.
Two other ghosts that are sometimes seen are a man stabbed over a gambling debt and a former overseer of the plantation who was killed in 1927 in a robbery attempt. He is seen wearing work clothes and has actually told guests to go away.