Showing posts with label nice feelings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nice feelings. Show all posts
A Blessing in My Life
God knew I needed a blessing
So He sent you my way.
God knows what our needs are
And blesses us each day.
With your laugh, your smile
And in every deed you do.
God blessed my life with so much love
When He blessed my life with you!
A friend like you is a joy forever
I'm so glad God sent you my way.
I am so thankful for you,
And I will thank the Lord each day.
So He sent you my way.
God knows what our needs are
And blesses us each day.
With your laugh, your smile
And in every deed you do.
God blessed my life with so much love
When He blessed my life with you!
A friend like you is a joy forever
I'm so glad God sent you my way.
I am so thankful for you,
And I will thank the Lord each day.
sMaRt PeOPle
Olny srmat poelpe can raed tihs. I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm . Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs psas it on !!
MeN NEVER LiStEn
konting patawa :)
from the email
In a Chicago Hospital , a gentleman had made several attempts to get into the men ' s restroom, but it had always been occupied.
A nurse noticed his predicament.
Sir, she said ' You may use the ladies room if you promise not to touch any of the buttons on the wall. '
He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he noticed the buttons he had promised not to touch.
Each button was identified by letters: WW , WA , PP20and a red one labeled ATR.
Who would know if he touched them?
He couldn ' t resist.. He pushed WW. warm water was sprayed gently upon his bottom.
What a nice feeling, he thought. Men's restrooms don't have nice things like this.
Anticipating greater pleasure, he pushed the WA button. Warm air replaced the warm water, gently drying his underside. When this stopped, he pushed the PP button. A large powder puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent of spring flower to this unbelievable pleasure. The ladies restroom was more than a restroom, it is tender loving pleasure. When the powder puff completed its pleasure, he couldn't wait to push the ATR button which he knew would be supreme ecstasy.
Next thing he knew he opened his eyes, he was in a hospital bed, and a nurse was staring down at him. ' What happened? ' he exclaimed. The last thing I remember was pushing the ATR button.
'The button ATR is an Automatic Tampon Remover. Your penis is under your pillow.'
MEN NEVER LISTEN
from the email
In a Chicago Hospital , a gentleman had made several attempts to get into the men ' s restroom, but it had always been occupied.
A nurse noticed his predicament.
Sir, she said ' You may use the ladies room if you promise not to touch any of the buttons on the wall. '
He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he noticed the buttons he had promised not to touch.
Each button was identified by letters: WW , WA , PP20and a red one labeled ATR.
Who would know if he touched them?
He couldn ' t resist.. He pushed WW. warm water was sprayed gently upon his bottom.
What a nice feeling, he thought. Men's restrooms don't have nice things like this.
Anticipating greater pleasure, he pushed the WA button. Warm air replaced the warm water, gently drying his underside. When this stopped, he pushed the PP button. A large powder puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent of spring flower to this unbelievable pleasure. The ladies restroom was more than a restroom, it is tender loving pleasure. When the powder puff completed its pleasure, he couldn't wait to push the ATR button which he knew would be supreme ecstasy.
Next thing he knew he opened his eyes, he was in a hospital bed, and a nurse was staring down at him. ' What happened? ' he exclaimed. The last thing I remember was pushing the ATR button.
'The button ATR is an Automatic Tampon Remover. Your penis is under your pillow.'
MEN NEVER LISTEN
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