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Dig This
written by: Celticman
USA

After sending my Smiley Face Boxers to the White House, I couldn't just stop there, I HAD to try something else. Im beginning to think I need my woman here with me to keep my sanity intact. She has been far away for far too long.  Here it is: The Smithsonian Institution Museum of Natural History Washington DC 20013-7012   Dear Dr E____, I wish to thank you for sending the...

nominated by: tabbycat
on: 6/3/2009
America is a Terrorist Nation
written by: Marquis of Cups
25  Illinois

Heh. I love how propaganda gets started. Ever since 9/11, I've heard about this so-called "Terrorist." I think it's a fun thing to say, in a strange way, because it simply means, as far as I can see, "A person who instills fear in another person." Or a group of people. Or whatever. A creator, and cultivator, of terror. Now. Think about what this...

nominated by: Paper Lace
on: 6/3/2009
6 Underground By Sneaker Pimps
written by: kamui
24  Oklahoma

Take me down, 6 underground, The ground beneath your feet, Laid out low, nothing to go Nowhere a way to meet Ive got a head full of drought, Down here, so faroff losing out Round here, Overground, watch this space, Im open to falling from grace Calm me down, bring it round Too way high off your street I can see like nothing else In me youre better than I wannabe Dont think...

nominated by: Glenn McCrary™
on: 6/3/2009
Painful Proximity
written by: ThinScars66
Texas

This distance between us, if only inches apart, provokes an ache like no other, on the tips of my figertips, one subtle movement and they would graze the flesh on your neck, this heartache is like wildfire, running ramped through the branches of my nervous system, threatening everything in me that is still sane, your eyes burn this hole into my walls, built by many years with iron and...

nominated by: Glenn McCrary™
on: 6/3/2009
Memory's Cut
written by: ThinScars66
Texas

Memories steam in my palm like freshly branded skin, the putrid smell of past mistakes resonates through my mind, visions cloud my confidence, pain leaks in my veins and quickens the pulse below my ear, images leave bloody trails, anxieties sew my lips closed, your fiery blue eyes leave chills running over my bones, hands clenched, teeth settled, all is war, your voice feels...

nominated by: Glenn McCrary™
on: 6/3/2009
OD Mobile Beta Release
written by: The DiaryMaster
45  USA

I'm glad to announce today that we are releasing a beta version of OD Mobile, for all of you to try.  OD Mobile is now available for use at m.opendiary.com.  I chose to release ODM as a beta, because there are so many hundreds (or thousands) of different mobile devices in the world, it makes it impossible to thoroughly test the...

nominated by: X
on: 6/3/2009
The Rockefellers
written by: .God.
25

John Davison Rockefeller continues to be the most recognized (and perhaps the most despised) rich man in the world even though he's been dead since 1937.  During the past century, no one family in America has assembled such power and influence as the Rockefellers, thanks to their wealth and close ties to England. An 1897 edition of a rural Texas newspaper reported, "John D....

nominated by: Mrs. Chocolate Candy
on: 6/3/2009
Self-deception
written by: feel my pulse
38

“The ingenuity of self-deception is inexhaustible.” Hannah Moore I haven't had the will to write these past few days but see that it is necessary if I want to face the truth. I discovered that my partner B has been using again. Even after I bought him expensive text books and a backpack for his study, paid for his cancelled and rescheduled doctors fees as well as all of the...

nominated by: Deux
on: 6/2/2009
JuPoThiMoMYASS
written by: DavyJonesin'
24

*chomps on Patton-esque corncob pipe* IT'S COME TO MY ATTENTION...giggety...that..your..overall..BRAIN CAPACITY..must be limited, to that of an inbred, 11 toed, alabama bumfuck.. *paces, twirling riding crop* HOW THE FUCK AM I...just one man, o solo mio..me myself and I...HOW THE FUCK AM I...supposed to show you the error of your ways? Any idears?-, don't think too hard, I don't want you...

nominated by: Miscreant Cartoon
on: 6/2/2009
My balls are good to go!
written by: condee63
46  Louisiana

Yep, I received the text message saying my balls are good now!  Vickie ( Walmart's amazing Asst Manager) was notified that my 4 pack of tennis balls have not been able to scan at the register for the last 3 months.  After her being worn out of hearing me complain about it, my tennis balls are now in the computer!   I get to the register, the lady scans it and bingo!  my...

nominated by: .God.
on: 6/2/2009

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