How to create a romantic gift

Save the wine bottle from a particularly special dinner you shared, and turn it into an oil lamp or candleholder. You can purchase a ceramic cork and wick from candle stores. Suggest to your boyfriend or girlfriend that you use this candle during special romantic interludes, to add a special nostalgic touch.

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Collateral Profit

You hear people often use the phrase "Collateral Damage" and it makes you wonder why no one has ever thought of the opposite. What can a good example of "Collateral Profit" be? You've prepaid the very expensive full services of a tall sexy blond escort. You open the door and discover her last-minute replacement. A fugly bulky hobbit bitch. You'll get your money back she says with compliments from the agency...she's the compliment! You're not convinced but you let her blow your steam. After she's done you realize it was a true compliment in deed. At that point you know that, by comparison, the blond's job would have blown the collateral wind in the direction of the damage section of the escort spectrum. You smile but it's not relief that you sigh. That was your collateral profit! :)

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To Catch a Cheater.

A disposable tampon for women with a safe chemical element and or micro chip that detects from a significant other's semen or saliva the presence of 'other than' hormones, DNA or foreign fluid that can only be attributed to intercourse with another person.

The suspicious party would insert the tampon to gather evidence, then compare the results to a chart to detect the presence of other DNA, or multiple DNA.
Of course, a baseline would have to be established by using the tampon to establish a baseline.

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Detecting Sexually Transmitted Diseases

A condom that could be used by either partner that would turn a specific color, say RED, if the partner has a STD, or other sexually transmittable disease. Sounds like a potentially profitable product. I imagine more women would buy than men and then offer it before sex. Not many men would want to advertise their STD, that's what condoms are for.

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Soremates

I've thought of a new word we can introduce into the English language. We have a word for soulmate, the rare person in your life with whom you share the most special connection with. How about a new word to describe the people whose presence is more frequent in our lives? Those sorry-mate affairs who start with best intentions only to end in sorrow. Soremates. So many of them around driving up the value of those rare few real soulmates out there...

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All you can stare bars in Japan

Most of my foreign friends tell me how they notice the Japanese people often stare at them but don't stare at each other. It's true, Japanese people don't stare at each other, if at all, the same way they would stare at a foreigner. When I went to Italy I noticed there people stare a lot. Because it's not socially acceptable for the Japanese to stare at each other, I think a bar where everyone can stare at each other would make the Japanese happy to experience what they can't experience in other social settings :)

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long To Go Home :'(

Void, canceled, simply annulled.
Endlessly aching, unconsoled.
This Life has broken my reason.
Touch without sense, time without season.
I face a life now I don't want anymore
The longing 2 go home eats at my core.
All that makes me I hold deep within,
Leaving me lifeless,
I'm no longer living
A shallow face, anguished and marred.
An empty space, scaled and scarred.
Sweetly abiding to a cynical charade.
Secretly hiding 'hind a fictitious facade.
Still, lost within this heart of glass,
This fragile and yet unfeeling mass.
Lies the remains of a boy that once glowed,
My gift to y'all I once bestowed.


A simple void, is that what I've become?
The hollowed sphere on a pendulum.
Swinging back and forth, emotion to emotion,
Never once stopping, nor slowing the motion.
No reason, no answer, no justification.
The creation of a fucked up imagination.
Just passing through time as time passes me.
Don't come close, please leave me be.
Sightless and soundless, unseen and unheard.
Mindless and boundless, obscure and absurd.
All empathy lying ungraced, unemployed,
I live my life dying,
An unembraced, a void.

Trick-e

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