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Happy Mud-iversary to the day she found her true calling. I’ve never seen pure, unfiltered joy quite like this. The second those paws hit the mud, something in her just clicked — like she’d been waiting her whole life for that exact moment. No hesitation. No second thoughts. Just full-body commitment to the mess. I’ve also never spent so long cleaning a dog. Every crease, every fold, every stubborn clump of Texas mud that refused to let go. Soap, towels, more soap, more towels. She stood there looking completely unbothered, as if the cleanup was simply the price of admission for the greatest afternoon of her life. And the truth is… we’d do it all over again tomorrow. Because some of the best days aren’t the clean ones. They’re the ones that leave you laughing at the state of your dog, your clothes, and your floor — and realizing that pure joy is usually a little messy. Here’s to the mud. And to the girl who taught us that sometimes the best calling is the one that gets you covered in it.

Happy Mud-iversary to the day she found her true calling. I’ve never seen pure, unfiltered joy quite like this. The second those paws hit the mud, something in her just clicked — like she’d been waiting her whole life for that exact moment. No hesitation. No second thoughts. Just full-body commitment to the mess. I’ve also never spent so long cleaning a dog. Every crease, every fold, every stubborn clump of Texas mud that refused to let go. Soap, towels, more soap, more towels. She stood there looking completely unbothered, as if the cleanup was simply the price of admission for the greatest afternoon of her life. And the truth is… we’d do it all over again tomorrow. Because some of the best days aren’t the clean ones. They’re the ones that leave you laughing at the state of your dog, your clothes, and your floor — and realizing that pure joy is usually a little messy. Here’s to the mud. And to the girl who taught us that sometimes the best calling is the one that gets you covered in it.

NancyH

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Behind the scenes: Scarlett Johansson's first reaction to the Black Widow suit? Pure panic. 'Oh God, really? Couldn’t it have a little peplum skirt😳?' she said. Directors and designers kept that front zipper partially open as her signature look. The suit was so tight it ripped in fights and left her peeling it off like a second skin after shoots 😮 Still became one of the most iconic superhero costumes ever. Would you survive in that thing? Rate the suit 1-10 👇"

Behind the scenes: Scarlett Johansson's first reaction to the Black Widow suit? Pure panic. 'Oh God, really? Couldn’t it have a little peplum skirt😳?' she said. Directors and designers kept that front zipper partially open as her signature look. The suit was so tight it ripped in fights and left her peeling it off like a second skin after shoots 😮 Still became one of the most iconic superhero costumes ever. Would you survive in that thing? Rate the suit 1-10 👇"

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This golden retriever was dumped on the street looking like death. Skinny as a rail. Fur falling out in patches from mange. Runny eyes. So thin the woman who found her could wrap one hand around her waist. Most dogs in that shape would have been broken. Birdie walked right up to the people who stopped for her. No fear. No bite. Just trust. They took her in. Treated the mange. Fed her. Gave her a bath that turned the water black. Quarantined her so she wouldn’t spread it. Then one day they let her inside a house for the first time. She didn’t know what to do with herself. Zoomies. Tail going. Pure joy. A few months later that same dog is thick, shiny, and living in a real home with people who actually want her. Some pieces of garbage left her to rot. Good people refused to walk past. That’s the difference. H/t The Dodo and her foster mom Kelsey.

This golden retriever was dumped on the street looking like death. Skinny as a rail. Fur falling out in patches from mange. Runny eyes. So thin the woman who found her could wrap one hand around her waist. Most dogs in that shape would have been broken. Birdie walked right up to the people who stopped for her. No fear. No bite. Just trust. They took her in. Treated the mange. Fed her. Gave her a bath that turned the water black. Quarantined her so she wouldn’t spread it. Then one day they let her inside a house for the first time. She didn’t know what to do with herself. Zoomies. Tail going. Pure joy. A few months later that same dog is thick, shiny, and living in a real home with people who actually want her. Some pieces of garbage left her to rot. Good people refused to walk past. That’s the difference. H/t The Dodo and her foster mom Kelsey.

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Her name was Dominique Moody. She was 6 years old. She was locked in a dog crate and starved for over a year in Charlotte NC. She was bound in duct tape. Wrapped in plastic. She was bitten by rats in a home with no heat and feces in every room. She weighed just 27 pounds when she passed away. Her "caretakers" forced little Dominique to watch them eat, while starving her. They made her sit in her own urine and feces until she had open wounds. When police found her, she had multiple broken bones. Burns. Open wounds and scars across most of her body. She lived like that for OVER A YEAR. Police were called to the house 50 TIMES before she died. Nothing happened. The women who were her "caretakers" were arrested 10 PREVIOUS TIMES. WE DO NOT HAVE TO LIVE LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!

Her name was Dominique Moody. She was 6 years old. She was locked in a dog crate and starved for over a year in Charlotte NC. She was bound in duct tape. Wrapped in plastic. She was bitten by rats in a home with no heat and feces in every room. She weighed just 27 pounds when she passed away. Her "caretakers" forced little Dominique to watch them eat, while starving her. They made her sit in her own urine and feces until she had open wounds. When police found her, she had multiple broken bones. Burns. Open wounds and scars across most of her body. She lived like that for OVER A YEAR. Police were called to the house 50 TIMES before she died. Nothing happened. The women who were her "caretakers" were arrested 10 PREVIOUS TIMES. WE DO NOT HAVE TO LIVE LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!

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This is my second post of the amazing Queen Delvys, a sexy teen Indonesian girl who's a full-on smoking machine. Every evening this hot little tar-pit has the same routine; doing a live in her room while listening to her music and pumping smokies into her black lungs. And you can immediately spot just how accomplished she is. She's a true queen of hot, stylish smoking. She follows each drag with a perfect snap inhale. Then she holds the smoke; this massive addict really wants every last bit of nicotine to soak into her lungs. And she finishes off with massive double exhales from her the sides of her mouth and her nostrils. I have edited the sixteen perfect inhales and exhales she did on one ciggie into a single video. And look how she becomes more and more blasted as her ciggie gets shorter. Her heads bobs ever slower as she relaxes while her lovely eyes turn into tiny hazy slits from the nicotine rush building up inside her hot little body. And listen to her smoky voice as she talks to the horny boys who are watching her. No surprise that they all want a piece of her. And she's really into it; she asks one of the boys if he wants a bitch like her, if he wants to handle her. Oh man, wouldn't you take a plane to Jakarta just to pump this cute little bitch full of pleasure? #smoking #smokingfetish #sexysmoker #sexysmoking #cigarette #girlsmoke #smokingwoman #smokinggirl #smokingbabe #smokingbeauty #cig #chainsmoker #heavysmoker #girlswhosmokecigarette #chainsmoking #girlswhosmoke #smokingmodel #smokinghot #smoker #smokergirl #cigarette #addicted #smokingaddiction #lightup #deepinhale #snapinhale #exhale #noseexhale #smokinglive #sultryeyes #hazyeyes #teensmoking #teensmoker #smokingteen #coolgirl #hotgirl #sexygirl #indonesiangirl #indonesiansmoker

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Watch Meghan's face as Oprah asks her if she's responsible for Mexit. Instead of the expected flicker of defensiveness or feigned remorse, Meghan's face lights up like she just won the lottery. She tries so hard to hold it back, but the smile explodes through anyway. Pure, unrestrained "Duper's Delight" - that unmistakable smirk of someone who knows she orchestrated the whole glorious exit, and is loving every second of the memory. Her eyes sparkle with wicked satisfaction. The corner of her mouth twitches upward in pure bliss, barely contained, as if she's replaying the royal family's meltdown in her head like a victory reel. Proud as a peacock. No guilt, no regret. Just smug radiant triumph - the face of someone who pulled off the heist of the century and is now being asked if she feels bad about it. That single expression says everything words never could. The glee is undeniable. Meghan Markle is an evil narcissist.

Watch Meghan's face as Oprah asks her if she's responsible for Mexit. Instead of the expected flicker of defensiveness or feigned remorse, Meghan's face lights up like she just won the lottery. She tries so hard to hold it back, but the smile explodes through anyway. Pure, unrestrained "Duper's Delight" - that unmistakable smirk of someone who knows she orchestrated the whole glorious exit, and is loving every second of the memory. Her eyes sparkle with wicked satisfaction. The corner of her mouth twitches upward in pure bliss, barely contained, as if she's replaying the royal family's meltdown in her head like a victory reel. Proud as a peacock. No guilt, no regret. Just smug radiant triumph - the face of someone who pulled off the heist of the century and is now being asked if she feels bad about it. That single expression says everything words never could. The glee is undeniable. Meghan Markle is an evil narcissist.

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🚨MONSTERS CAUGHT: 4 Black Teens Drag 73-Year-Old White Grandma to Brutal Death in Sick Carjacking! New Orleans police arrested four black minors for the savage murder of 73-year-old white grandmother Linda Frickey. These animals beat her, pepper-sprayed her, and dragged her screaming body down the street until her arm ripped off. She bled out in horror while they stole her car for a joyride. No mercy for this innocent grandma fighting for her life. Parents turned some in, but justice demands they all get charged as adults and rot in prison forever. This evil must stop—lock these killers up and throw away the key! Pure savagery that shocks the soul. RIP Linda.

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🚨MONSTERS CAUGHT: 4 Black Teens Drag 73-Year-Old White Grandma to Brutal Death in Sick Carjacking! New Orleans police arrested four black minors for the savage murder of 73-year-old white grandmother Linda Frickey. These animals beat her, pepper-sprayed her, and dragged her screaming body down the street until her arm ripped off. She bled out in horror while they stole her car for a joyride. No mercy for this innocent grandma fighting for her life. Parents turned some in, but justice demands they all get charged as adults and rot in prison forever. This evil must stop—lock these killers up and throw away the key! Pure savagery that shocks the soul. RIP Linda.

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Even Urfi Javed cooked Sonakshi Sinha and supported Kangana🚨 Interviewer: Who do you think is truly fearless in Bollywood? Urfi Javed: Kangana. The way she is, she is fearless. Many people might not like her, but you have to respect that. Interviewer: Why her specifically, when every top star hides behind massive PR teams and diplomatic answers just to protect their movie deals? Urfi Javed: Because she stands completely alone. While the entire industry lives in constant fear of getting boycotted or sidelined, Kangana speaks her mind without caring about the consequences or the big camps. Love her or hate her, Kangana Ranaut literally owns the entire Bollywood ecosystem when it comes to sheer audacity and guts. No one can deny her spine queen for a reason

Even Urfi Javed cooked Sonakshi Sinha and supported Kangana🚨 Interviewer: Who do you think is truly fearless in Bollywood? Urfi Javed: Kangana. The way she is, she is fearless. Many people might not like her, but you have to respect that. Interviewer: Why her specifically, when every top star hides behind massive PR teams and diplomatic answers just to protect their movie deals? Urfi Javed: Because she stands completely alone. While the entire industry lives in constant fear of getting boycotted or sidelined, Kangana speaks her mind without caring about the consequences or the big camps. Love her or hate her, Kangana Ranaut literally owns the entire Bollywood ecosystem when it comes to sheer audacity and guts. No one can deny her spine queen for a reason

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Her name was Dominique Moody. She was 6 years old. She was locked in a dog crate and starved for over a year in Charlotte NC. She was bound in duct tape and wrapped in plastic. She was bitten by rats in a home with no heat and feces in every room. She weighed just 27 pounds when she passed away. Her "caretakers" forced little Dominique to watch them eat, while starving her. They made her sit in her own urine and feces until she had open wounds. When police found her, she had multiple broken bones. Burns. Open wounds and scars across most of her body. She lived like that for OVER A YEAR. Police were called 50 TIMES before she died. Nothing happened. The women who were her "caretakers" were arrested 10 PREVIOUS TIMES. WE DO NOT HAVE TO LIVE LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!

Her name was Dominique Moody. She was 6 years old. She was locked in a dog crate and starved for over a year in Charlotte NC. She was bound in duct tape and wrapped in plastic. She was bitten by rats in a home with no heat and feces in every room. She weighed just 27 pounds when she passed away. Her "caretakers" forced little Dominique to watch them eat, while starving her. They made her sit in her own urine and feces until she had open wounds. When police found her, she had multiple broken bones. Burns. Open wounds and scars across most of her body. She lived like that for OVER A YEAR. Police were called 50 TIMES before she died. Nothing happened. The women who were her "caretakers" were arrested 10 PREVIOUS TIMES. WE DO NOT HAVE TO LIVE LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!

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The two little girls who saw their mother being torn apart before their eyes… She was simply buying them Eid clothes. In a matter of seconds, the bags of Eid turned into blood, fragments, and screams. From the intensity of the shock, they kept repeating: “No… it’s not her… no… that’s not my mom…” How can two children comprehend that the mother who was choosing their Eid dresses just moments ago has returned to them in pieces? How is Eid slaughtered like this in Gaza? How is a mother killed in front of her daughters just because she wanted to make them happy? In Gaza… even Eid is killed. And even children are forced to grow a lifetime of fear in a single moment. What kind of world watches two little girls deny their mother’s body because the pain is too much to believe? “No… it’s not her…” But she was their mother. And her only “crime”… was wanting to buy Eid clothes for her two daughters.

The two little girls who saw their mother being torn apart before their eyes… She was simply buying them Eid clothes. In a matter of seconds, the bags of Eid turned into blood, fragments, and screams. From the intensity of the shock, they kept repeating: “No… it’s not her… no… that’s not my mom…” How can two children comprehend that the mother who was choosing their Eid dresses just moments ago has returned to them in pieces? How is Eid slaughtered like this in Gaza? How is a mother killed in front of her daughters just because she wanted to make them happy? In Gaza… even Eid is killed. And even children are forced to grow a lifetime of fear in a single moment. What kind of world watches two little girls deny their mother’s body because the pain is too much to believe? “No… it’s not her…” But she was their mother. And her only “crime”… was wanting to buy Eid clothes for her two daughters.

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Pain demands to be felt We brought Banban home around 2017. Papa was planning to pass her to one of his bowling buddies, but we begged, and somehow he smiled and said yes. She came with Lassy and Fudgie at first—those three tumbling through the house like they owned it. One by one, old age quietly took the others, leaving Banban as the last gentle giant of that little pack. She was always indoors, but every chance we got, we’d walk her slowly outside, her tail still sweeping the air like she was young again. I used to be only a cat person—those scrappy puspins were my world. But Banban? She never once snapped or pushed them away. She’d let them curl into her warmth, even nap beside her massive paws. I can still see her lying there, patient, eyes half-closed, as if saying, “It’s okay, little ones. You’re safe here.” That quiet kindness was her language. She carried us through everything. Papa’s death in 2019 left a hole nothing could fill—except Banban, still there at the gate, still wagging like he might walk through the door any second. The pandemic locked us in; Typhoon Ulysses tore the world apart outside; she stayed steady. Through tears, fear, silence, she was the one constant heartbeat we could touch. Every time I left the house, I came back with pasalubong just for her—warm pandesal, bits of chicken, her favorite treats. The second the gate creaked, there she was: ears up, eyes bright, that full-body wiggle of pure joy. No matter how heavy the day had been, her welcome cracked me open with light. Then Britney and Cabs arrived—tiny tornadoes of chaos. They’d nip at her ears, climb over her like she was furniture. Banban never growled. She’d just sigh that big, dramatic sigh, shift her weight, and let them win. Big sister to the end. January 2026 stole her hind legs without warning. We carried her, supported her, walked her anyway—whispering, “Come on, girl, just a little more.” I prayed until my throat hurt, bargained with God, promised anything if she’d just stand again. We bought every medicine, tried every trick. But this week her light started fading fast. Last Wednesday, I looked into those tired brown eyes and knew: we were down to hours. I sat on the floor beside her, forehead to forehead. I whispered sorry—for not walking her one more time around the block, for not sneaking her one extra treat (even though she was already the most spoiled girl in the world). I thanked her for every single day she chose us, for guarding our broken hearts, for being the thread that still tied me to Papa. I told her she didn’t have to fight anymore. “It’s okay to rest now, Banban. You’ve been so brave. I love you. Go find Papa—he’s waiting.” The room went still. Birds sang outside like they knew. Time stretched thin. Five minutes later, she sighed one last soft breath and slipped away—peaceful, no pain, just… gone. The tears haven’t stopped. She was my last living piece of him. Papa brought her home; now they’re together again, I have to believe that. I begged her to come back to us somehow, in some new fur and wagging tail. Coming home now is the hardest part. The gate is empty. No happy bark, no smiling face pressed to the bars, no warm body leaning into my legs. The silence screams. But I thank God—for the gift of her, for the gentle way He carried her home. I’ll keep praying she finds her way back. We love you beyond words, Banban. Run free, our sweetest Ate. Chase endless zoomies, roll in fields of treats, rest your head on Papa’s lap. Watch over us, okay? Until we meet again. I miss you with every breath. But heaven denied Destiny decried Something beautiful died Too soon But I'm letting go I'm givin' up the ghost But don't get me wrong I'll always love you that's why I wrote you this very last song I guess this is where we say goodbye I know I'll be alright Someday I'll be fine But just not tonight

Pain demands to be felt We brought Banban home around 2017. Papa was planning to pass her to one of his bowling buddies, but we begged, and somehow he smiled and said yes. She came with Lassy and Fudgie at first—those three tumbling through the house like they owned it. One by one, old age quietly took the others, leaving Banban as the last gentle giant of that little pack. She was always indoors, but every chance we got, we’d walk her slowly outside, her tail still sweeping the air like she was young again. I used to be only a cat person—those scrappy puspins were my world. But Banban? She never once snapped or pushed them away. She’d let them curl into her warmth, even nap beside her massive paws. I can still see her lying there, patient, eyes half-closed, as if saying, “It’s okay, little ones. You’re safe here.” That quiet kindness was her language. She carried us through everything. Papa’s death in 2019 left a hole nothing could fill—except Banban, still there at the gate, still wagging like he might walk through the door any second. The pandemic locked us in; Typhoon Ulysses tore the world apart outside; she stayed steady. Through tears, fear, silence, she was the one constant heartbeat we could touch. Every time I left the house, I came back with pasalubong just for her—warm pandesal, bits of chicken, her favorite treats. The second the gate creaked, there she was: ears up, eyes bright, that full-body wiggle of pure joy. No matter how heavy the day had been, her welcome cracked me open with light. Then Britney and Cabs arrived—tiny tornadoes of chaos. They’d nip at her ears, climb over her like she was furniture. Banban never growled. She’d just sigh that big, dramatic sigh, shift her weight, and let them win. Big sister to the end. January 2026 stole her hind legs without warning. We carried her, supported her, walked her anyway—whispering, “Come on, girl, just a little more.” I prayed until my throat hurt, bargained with God, promised anything if she’d just stand again. We bought every medicine, tried every trick. But this week her light started fading fast. Last Wednesday, I looked into those tired brown eyes and knew: we were down to hours. I sat on the floor beside her, forehead to forehead. I whispered sorry—for not walking her one more time around the block, for not sneaking her one extra treat (even though she was already the most spoiled girl in the world). I thanked her for every single day she chose us, for guarding our broken hearts, for being the thread that still tied me to Papa. I told her she didn’t have to fight anymore. “It’s okay to rest now, Banban. You’ve been so brave. I love you. Go find Papa—he’s waiting.” The room went still. Birds sang outside like they knew. Time stretched thin. Five minutes later, she sighed one last soft breath and slipped away—peaceful, no pain, just… gone. The tears haven’t stopped. She was my last living piece of him. Papa brought her home; now they’re together again, I have to believe that. I begged her to come back to us somehow, in some new fur and wagging tail. Coming home now is the hardest part. The gate is empty. No happy bark, no smiling face pressed to the bars, no warm body leaning into my legs. The silence screams. But I thank God—for the gift of her, for the gentle way He carried her home. I’ll keep praying she finds her way back. We love you beyond words, Banban. Run free, our sweetest Ate. Chase endless zoomies, roll in fields of treats, rest your head on Papa’s lap. Watch over us, okay? Until we meet again. I miss you with every breath. But heaven denied Destiny decried Something beautiful died Too soon But I'm letting go I'm givin' up the ghost But don't get me wrong I'll always love you that's why I wrote you this very last song I guess this is where we say goodbye I know I'll be alright Someday I'll be fine But just not tonight

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Today is Hare's birthday! She practically lives in the server room, can't get through a day without an energy drink, and tells anyone who needs her to just slide into her DMs. From a distance, she always seems focused on something. Up close, she's still focused on something. But around Sensei, that focus has a way of slipping, just a little. Her face goes slightly red for no particular reason, or she quietly second-guesses something she just said. She knows it shouldn't show — and yet, somehow, the machines around her always seem to find a way to give her away. Happy birthday, Hare. It's okay to crack open an energy drink and look up from the monitor for a little while today. #BlueArchive

Today is Hare's birthday! She practically lives in the server room, can't get through a day without an energy drink, and tells anyone who needs her to just slide into her DMs. From a distance, she always seems focused on something. Up close, she's still focused on something. But around Sensei, that focus has a way of slipping, just a little. Her face goes slightly red for no particular reason, or she quietly second-guesses something she just said. She knows it shouldn't show — and yet, somehow, the machines around her always seem to find a way to give her away. Happy birthday, Hare. It's okay to crack open an energy drink and look up from the monitor for a little while today. #BlueArchive

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Oh man, this teen hottie's clearly in the mood! She's doing a live feed sitting in her gamer chair, and a ciggie immediately goes between her sexy lips for a massive double pump inhale and a huge exhale, blowing a thick cloud of smoke straight at us. And just look at her rocking away. "Sex, drugs, alcohol; you can have me to them all" instantly makes it clear what's rocking her boat. She immediately takes another deep inhale while her eyes become hazy from that intense nicotine rush, followed by yet another massive double exhale. And look at that stare. She's completely jacked up to eleven; it really seems that those drugs aren't just in the song. No wonder that she needs a smoke to relax; you can only imagine how much forbidden fun she's already hoovered up into that sexy body. Which guy can resist enjoying himself with this incredible party girl? She's quite simply a dream come true. #smoking #smokingfetish #sexysmoker #sexysmoking #cigarette #girlsmoke #smokingwoman #smokinggirl #smokingbabe #smokingbeauty #cig #chainsmoker #heavysmoker #girlswhosmokecigarette #chainsmoking #girlswhosmoke #smokingmodel #smokinghot #smoker #smokergirl #cigarette #addicted #smokingaddiction #livesmoking #deepinhale #openmouthexhale #hazyeyes #partygirl #partysmoker #teensmoking #teensmoker #smokingteen #cutegirl #coolgirl #hotgirl #sexygirl

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Oh man, this teen hottie's clearly in the mood! She's doing a live feed sitting in her gamer chair, and a ciggie immediately goes between her sexy lips for a massive double pump inhale and a huge exhale, blowing a thick cloud of smoke straight at us. And just look at her rocking away. "Sex, drugs, alcohol; you can have me to them all" instantly makes it clear what's rocking her boat. She immediately takes another deep inhale while her eyes become hazy from that intense nicotine rush, followed by yet another massive double exhale. And look at that stare. She's completely jacked up to eleven; it really seems that those drugs aren't just in the song. No wonder that she needs a smoke to relax; you can only imagine how much forbidden fun she's already hoovered up into that sexy body. Which guy can resist enjoying himself with this incredible party girl? She's quite simply a dream come true. #smoking #smokingfetish #sexysmoker #sexysmoking #cigarette #girlsmoke #smokingwoman #smokinggirl #smokingbabe #smokingbeauty #cig #chainsmoker #heavysmoker #girlswhosmokecigarette #chainsmoking #girlswhosmoke #smokingmodel #smokinghot #smoker #smokergirl #cigarette #addicted #smokingaddiction #livesmoking #deepinhale #openmouthexhale #hazyeyes #partygirl #partysmoker #teensmoking #teensmoker #smokingteen #cutegirl #coolgirl #hotgirl #sexygirl

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34,624 Aufrufe • vor 3 Monaten

Flew this tight little white twink all the way to Dubai to be our personal cum-guzzling fuck toy, breeding bitch, and eager pink boy-cunt for the entire week. We parade and pose him like a trophy wherever we go, but behind closed doors we three huge hung Black Bulls are viciously destroying and wrecking his sloppy, greedy boy-pussy — brutally stretching, pile-driving, and gaping his hungry fuckhole raw with our thick veiny BBCs until it’s completely ruined, prolapsed, wrecked, and turned into a sloppy dripping cum-sleeve. By the end of the week this little snowbunny won’t be walking straight, just waddling bow-legged with our thick loads bubbling and leaking out of his destroyed cunt down his thighs. Hope he packed a fucking diaper for that long flight home 😈🍆💦💦💦 #BBC #Interracial #SizeQueen #BlackDaddies #BoyPussy #TwinkDestruction #LuxuryBBC #BreedingSeason #HeightDifference #Snowbunny #BBCGang #PinkBoyPussy #CumDump #HoleWrecker #BBCBreeding #GapingBoy #SloppyCunt #BoyCunt #CumSleeve #ProlapsedPussy #BBCWorship

Flew this tight little white twink all the way to Dubai to be our personal cum-guzzling fuck toy, breeding bitch, and eager pink boy-cunt for the entire week. We parade and pose him like a trophy wherever we go, but behind closed doors we three huge hung Black Bulls are viciously destroying and wrecking his sloppy, greedy boy-pussy — brutally stretching, pile-driving, and gaping his hungry fuckhole raw with our thick veiny BBCs until it’s completely ruined, prolapsed, wrecked, and turned into a sloppy dripping cum-sleeve. By the end of the week this little snowbunny won’t be walking straight, just waddling bow-legged with our thick loads bubbling and leaking out of his destroyed cunt down his thighs. Hope he packed a fucking diaper for that long flight home 😈🍆💦💦💦 #BBC #Interracial #SizeQueen #BlackDaddies #BoyPussy #TwinkDestruction #LuxuryBBC #BreedingSeason #HeightDifference #Snowbunny #BBCGang #PinkBoyPussy #CumDump #HoleWrecker #BBCBreeding #GapingBoy #SloppyCunt #BoyCunt #CumSleeve #ProlapsedPussy #BBCWorship

DC Daddy

18,656 Aufrufe • vor 2 Monaten

Miley Cyrus’s Backyard Sessions cover of “Jolene” isn’t just a performance—it’s a reminder of pure, unfiltered talent. Whenever anyone tries to question her vocal ability, this is the exact video you point them to. Taking on a iconic classic by her godmother, Dolly Parton, at just 20 years old and completely making it her own takes serious grit. No over-the-top production, no fancy studio effects—just a mic, a live band in a backyard, and raw, soulful pipes that hit you right in the chest. Country music is clearly in her blood. While pop has its place, there’s something timeless about hearing her lean into those acoustic roots with so much ease and authenticity. Years later, we’re still coming back to this performance every single year because real artistry never goes out of style. #MileyCyrus #Jolene #CountryMusic #LiveMusic #CoverSong

Miley Cyrus’s Backyard Sessions cover of “Jolene” isn’t just a performance—it’s a reminder of pure, unfiltered talent. Whenever anyone tries to question her vocal ability, this is the exact video you point them to. Taking on a iconic classic by her godmother, Dolly Parton, at just 20 years old and completely making it her own takes serious grit. No over-the-top production, no fancy studio effects—just a mic, a live band in a backyard, and raw, soulful pipes that hit you right in the chest. Country music is clearly in her blood. While pop has its place, there’s something timeless about hearing her lean into those acoustic roots with so much ease and authenticity. Years later, we’re still coming back to this performance every single year because real artistry never goes out of style. #MileyCyrus #Jolene #CountryMusic #LiveMusic #CoverSong

𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗠𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰 ✨🎵

20,759 Aufrufe • vor 8 Tagen

An excerpt from my new book 'Breaking Point': " On December 30, both of us realised just how traumatised we were when we visited Labadi Beach to hang out. We spotted a lady selling jollof rice, and we decided to get some jollof and chicken. The lady had a little daughter who couldn’t have been more than 4 years old. While waiting for our food a little distance away from them, we spotted 2 Ghanaian policemen walking up the beach toward us, dressed in black and holding AK-47s, just like their Nigerian counterparts. Ralph and I beckoned at the little girl who was playing near us, telling her to see who was coming. Instinctively, we felt a need to warn the innocent little soul that danger was coming, and she should run to her mom for protection. Instead, the little girl looked up, saw the policemen, and skipped joyfully toward them, utterly unafraid and screeching in delight with her full set of milk teeth showing, “Police! Police! Police!” The policemen on their part calmly acknowledged her, returned her smile, and even stopped to play with her for a few moments before continuing on their way. Not a single word was said at that moment, but when Ralph and I looked at each other with our mouths open in utter amazement, nothing needed to be said. It turned out that being mortally terrified of police to the point of using them to scare young children was a uniquely Nigerian experience - one that we were both completely, hopelessly, and maybe permanently marinated in. For everyone else, there was no such conditioning. Apparently, it wasn’t that the world outside was that much better than Nigeria. But it was that much less terrible. " 'Breaking Point: A Journalist’s Quest For Salvation In Nigeria's Chaos' comes out in the UK and Nigeria on January 25, 2024.

An excerpt from my new book 'Breaking Point': " On December 30, both of us realised just how traumatised we were when we visited Labadi Beach to hang out. We spotted a lady selling jollof rice, and we decided to get some jollof and chicken. The lady had a little daughter who couldn’t have been more than 4 years old. While waiting for our food a little distance away from them, we spotted 2 Ghanaian policemen walking up the beach toward us, dressed in black and holding AK-47s, just like their Nigerian counterparts. Ralph and I beckoned at the little girl who was playing near us, telling her to see who was coming. Instinctively, we felt a need to warn the innocent little soul that danger was coming, and she should run to her mom for protection. Instead, the little girl looked up, saw the policemen, and skipped joyfully toward them, utterly unafraid and screeching in delight with her full set of milk teeth showing, “Police! Police! Police!” The policemen on their part calmly acknowledged her, returned her smile, and even stopped to play with her for a few moments before continuing on their way. Not a single word was said at that moment, but when Ralph and I looked at each other with our mouths open in utter amazement, nothing needed to be said. It turned out that being mortally terrified of police to the point of using them to scare young children was a uniquely Nigerian experience - one that we were both completely, hopelessly, and maybe permanently marinated in. For everyone else, there was no such conditioning. Apparently, it wasn’t that the world outside was that much better than Nigeria. But it was that much less terrible. " 'Breaking Point: A Journalist’s Quest For Salvation In Nigeria's Chaos' comes out in the UK and Nigeria on January 25, 2024.

David Hundeyin

179,755 Aufrufe • vor 2 Jahren

A group of orphaned baby opossums lost their mother after she was attacked and killed in Brazil. A kind woman found the tiny babies (their eyes still not open) and took them home to care for them, bottle-feeding them every two hours. What was unexpected was that her pet dog naturally stepped into the role of a mother! 💗✨ The dog began caring for them, gently grooming and nurturing the baby opossums as if they were her own puppies. Especially adorable is the sight of the baby opossums clinging tightly to the dog’s fur while going for walks, just like how opossum babies naturally cling to their mother in the wild. It shows maternal love and affection that transcends species. The little ones are thriving thanks to this wonderful “dog mom”! 💖

A group of orphaned baby opossums lost their mother after she was attacked and killed in Brazil. A kind woman found the tiny babies (their eyes still not open) and took them home to care for them, bottle-feeding them every two hours. What was unexpected was that her pet dog naturally stepped into the role of a mother! 💗✨ The dog began caring for them, gently grooming and nurturing the baby opossums as if they were her own puppies. Especially adorable is the sight of the baby opossums clinging tightly to the dog’s fur while going for walks, just like how opossum babies naturally cling to their mother in the wild. It shows maternal love and affection that transcends species. The little ones are thriving thanks to this wonderful “dog mom”! 💖

Beauty of music and nature 🌺🌺

33,704 Aufrufe • vor 3 Monaten

This girl catching a fish might be the best thing you see today. She’s out there on the bank, pole in hand, focused like a true American kid doin’ what kids are supposed to do, gettin’ dirty, learnin’ patience, and livin’ that real life. Then… boom. Fish on. You hear her little voice light up, “I got fish!” and watch her battle that thing with everything she’s got while Dad’s right there guidin’ her. The second that fish comes out of the water and she lets out that victory scream? Pure gold. That’s the sound of childhood done right. No tablets. No filters. No nonsense. Just a little girl, a muddy pond, and a memory she’ll carry forever. This is what we fight for, fellas. These moments. These simple American joys. Raising tough, happy kids who know how to bait a hook and celebrate a win. Proud Papa Bear approved. Pass it on.

This girl catching a fish might be the best thing you see today. She’s out there on the bank, pole in hand, focused like a true American kid doin’ what kids are supposed to do, gettin’ dirty, learnin’ patience, and livin’ that real life. Then… boom. Fish on. You hear her little voice light up, “I got fish!” and watch her battle that thing with everything she’s got while Dad’s right there guidin’ her. The second that fish comes out of the water and she lets out that victory scream? Pure gold. That’s the sound of childhood done right. No tablets. No filters. No nonsense. Just a little girl, a muddy pond, and a memory she’ll carry forever. This is what we fight for, fellas. These moments. These simple American joys. Raising tough, happy kids who know how to bait a hook and celebrate a win. Proud Papa Bear approved. Pass it on.

AmericanPapaBear™

43,977 Aufrufe • vor 3 Monaten

This woman was feeling a little embarrassed to show where she lives… but once you hear the full picture, it’s actually something she should feel proud of. She bought her small 1972 single-wide trailer over 20 years ago for just $1,500. It’s completely paid off, and her property taxes for the entire year are only about $17. Because of that simple choice, she’s been able to stay home with her boys their whole lives. While so many people are stretched thin with big mortgages and high property taxes, she’s living with real freedom and very little financial pressure. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about when your home has given you that kind of peace and time with your family. She’s actually ahead in ways a lot of people aren’t. Have you ever felt self-conscious about something that, when you really look at it, turned out to be one of your biggest blessings?

This woman was feeling a little embarrassed to show where she lives… but once you hear the full picture, it’s actually something she should feel proud of. She bought her small 1972 single-wide trailer over 20 years ago for just $1,500. It’s completely paid off, and her property taxes for the entire year are only about $17. Because of that simple choice, she’s been able to stay home with her boys their whole lives. While so many people are stretched thin with big mortgages and high property taxes, she’s living with real freedom and very little financial pressure. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about when your home has given you that kind of peace and time with your family. She’s actually ahead in ways a lot of people aren’t. Have you ever felt self-conscious about something that, when you really look at it, turned out to be one of your biggest blessings?

End3of6Days9 (Helen) 🇺🇸

221,745 Aufrufe • vor 3 Monaten

BBC PAID A WOMAN HALF A MAN SALARY FOR THE SAME JOB AND THOUGHT NO ONE WOULD NOTICE Carrie Gracie spoke fluent Mandarin. Ran the BBC Beijing bureau. Thirty years of service. One of four international editors at Britain's most prestigious broadcaster. Then the BBC was legally forced to publish salary data in 2017. Gracie looked at the list. Her male counterpart covering North America was on up to £249,000. She was below £150,000. Not even on the published list. Neither was Europe editor Katya Adler. The two women. Funny that. She had explicitly made equal pay a condition of taking the China role. The BBC said yes. Then paid her nearly half anyway and apparently hoped she'd never check. She checked. She asked for equal pay. The BBC, with the confidence of an institution that had been getting away with this for decades, offered her a raise that still left her short. She turned it down. Resigned from the post. Published an open letter to the licence fee payers explaining exactly what their public broadcaster was doing with their money. The BBC's response was to put her through nearly a year of their own internal grievance process. Run by the same institution she was complaining about. Investigating itself. Shockingly, it went nowhere. It took three separate meetings with the Director-General and the concrete threat of an employment tribunal before the BBC caved, issued a public apology, and paid her £361,000 in backdated wages. She gave every single penny to the Fawcett Society (Fawcett Society). A publicly funded broadcaster. Breaking equality law. Caught red-handed. Dragging a 30-year employee through a year of institutional theatre. Paying up only when a judge became a realistic possibility.

BBC PAID A WOMAN HALF A MAN SALARY FOR THE SAME JOB AND THOUGHT NO ONE WOULD NOTICE Carrie Gracie spoke fluent Mandarin. Ran the BBC Beijing bureau. Thirty years of service. One of four international editors at Britain's most prestigious broadcaster. Then the BBC was legally forced to publish salary data in 2017. Gracie looked at the list. Her male counterpart covering North America was on up to £249,000. She was below £150,000. Not even on the published list. Neither was Europe editor Katya Adler. The two women. Funny that. She had explicitly made equal pay a condition of taking the China role. The BBC said yes. Then paid her nearly half anyway and apparently hoped she'd never check. She checked. She asked for equal pay. The BBC, with the confidence of an institution that had been getting away with this for decades, offered her a raise that still left her short. She turned it down. Resigned from the post. Published an open letter to the licence fee payers explaining exactly what their public broadcaster was doing with their money. The BBC's response was to put her through nearly a year of their own internal grievance process. Run by the same institution she was complaining about. Investigating itself. Shockingly, it went nowhere. It took three separate meetings with the Director-General and the concrete threat of an employment tribunal before the BBC caved, issued a public apology, and paid her £361,000 in backdated wages. She gave every single penny to the Fawcett Society (Fawcett Society). A publicly funded broadcaster. Breaking equality law. Caught red-handed. Dragging a 30-year employee through a year of institutional theatre. Paying up only when a judge became a realistic possibility.

Artur Nadolny

213,657 Aufrufe • vor 2 Monaten