#Dave Heine

[ciaossu-imagines]

For the polyshipping day of the event, I used the below prompt for a polyship between Badou Nails, the reader, and Heine Rammsteiner from Dogs: Bullets & Carnage! Though an underappreciated gem, I hope that there exists fans of the series out there and that they might enjoy or smile at these little headcanons!

Send me a ship and I’ll tell you who:

Always wins when they play Trivia Crack?

Badou’s surprisingly good at the history and arts questions. I think Dave was really into history and arts and Badou has kind of soaked in the knowledge through osmosis, through listening to Dave talk and because his older brother was into them, he kind of felt they must be cool things to know about. Heine, on the other hand, is terrible at Trivia Crack. He’ll get the odd question right and surprise everyone, but other than that, the only questions he gets right are the ones he’s memorized from playing it enough times and those questions popping up every time. It’s likely that you, the reader, are the one to win, honestly.

Laughs when their partner trips on something?

Both Badou and Heine will be guilty of doing this. Heine’s is a knee-jerk reaction, even if his partner hurts himself, but the laughter only lasts a second or two before he checks to make sure they’re all right. Badou’s still laughing while checking to make sure the other is alright and helping them if necessary…however, this only applies to the reader character, who is a little more fragile, likely, than the boys. Both of them will laugh and mock the other for being clumsy, pretty good-naturedly, since they know there’s probably no real damage done. Badou gets the most upset at being laughed at.

Would drop ice down the back of the other’s shirt as a joke?

It’s Badou and it’s normally Heine that bears the brunt of these kinds of jokes. When it comes to the reader, Badou has tried it once or twice and finds their squirming cute, but they either get upset at him and he feels bad or they pay him back a lot harsher, and with more surprise, than Heine does.

Spoils the ending of books or movies?

Badou is actually really considerate about doing this. He hates being spoiled on things himself, like he will get quite angry if someone does that to him, so he doesn’t spoil things for other people, at least never on purpose. Heine really doesn’t stop to think about people not being caught up or not knowing about all the spoilers. If they mention something he’s familiar with and they seem to want to talk about it, he talks about it with them and spoilers just naturally leak into his conversation. He’s never really too bummed out either if he hears spoilers, so he doesn’t really stop to consider that other’s might feel differently from him in that regard.

Always posts a picture of the other as their MCM or WCW?

It would have to be you, the lovely reader. While Badou does know what those things are, he doesn’t actively do anything about them and doesn’t really get the point. Heine doesn’t even know what the hell those acronyms mean. He’d be more upset about you posting his pictures without his permission.

Eats the last piece of cake in the fridge before the other can have it?

It’s either you or Badou, simply by the fact that cake isn’t really Heine’s favourite. He’ll have some, maybe once in a blue moon, here and there, but it’s not something he really wants to eat all that regularly and one slice is enough, at those times. He might not even finish the whole slice. Badou tends to late night snack and just grabs whatever is easy and handy in the fridge though, so he’s a little guilty of eating both yours and Heine’s things before you can have a chance to.

Obnoxiously celebrates Monday Punday every week?

Badou runs on sarcasm and bad puns for his humour. It’s just who he is. He doesn’t need a day specifically for it because bad puns come every day. He’ll have learned a horrible amount of them from Mimi and Dave and he rehashes them and expects both you and Heine to laugh at them, no matter how often he’s used them. It hurts him a little when nobody appreciates his humour, even with a pity laugh.

Makes loving hack posts on other’s Facebook/Instagram/Tumblr/Twitter, etc.?

Heine, for one, doesn’t have any social media. He thinks the whole thing and point of them is stupid. He has zero interest in any form of social media and wouldn’t really check either yours or Badou’s unless it was necessary (ie: to track you two down) and he wouldn’t think of popping onto either of your social medias to post anything. Badou is actually really respectful that way and wouldn’t do it either. His personal phone, his online accounts, things like that are his personal business and he’ll take breaking into either of them or going and snooping through them to kind of be invading his privacy and it’s likely to cause a fight if you do that to him.

Has to beat their partner in every game?

Heine gets wicked competitive. It doesn’t even matter how silly and stupid the game. He doesn’t even take it seriously or seem to care about winning, at least in the beginning, but somehow as the game goes on, he finds himself getting more and more invested in it and his competitive nature comes out. He hates losing to either of you guys in games and gets grumpy when he does.

Keeps their partner up half the night talking about random stuff?

Badou is horrible for this. He suffers from some insomnia and really bad nightmares, so his sleep schedule is all over the place. He’s a night owl by nature too and spending half the night awake is no stranger to this man. But there’s something about those late-night hours that relaxes him too, that makes him feel the most at peace, and he’ll be up for the longest, most honest and sincere, and soul-searching talks during those periods. Even if you feel like sleeping, it’s hard not to want to take advantage of his openness during this time and it might be sleep that’s okay being wasted to you, the lovely reader, depending on how heavily you guard your precious sleep.

Eats too much garlic and tries to kiss their partner anyway?

Both Heine and Badou are guilty of this, but I’m going to go with Badou being slightly more guilty of this, just because he also smokes and doesn’t use mouthwash or a mint afterwards, expecting you to just be okay with kissing him no matter what his breath is like.

[rabbittstewcomics]

Episode 370

Comic Reviews:

DC

Batman: One Bad Day – Two Face by Mariko Tamaki, Javier Fernandez, Jordie Bellaire

Harley Quinn 30th Anniversary Special 1 by Paul Dini, Jimmy Palmiotti, Rob Williams, Sam Humphries, Cecil Castellucci, Mindy Lee, Rafael Scavone, Stephanie Phillips, Kami Garcia, Terry Dodson, Stjepan Sejic, Amanda Conner, Riley Rossmo, Guillem March, Rafael Albuquerque, Mico Suayan, Chad Hardin, Jason Badower, Rachel Dodson, Dan Hipp, Erica Henderson, John Timms, Marcelo Maiolo, Ivan Plascencia, Annette Kwok, Alex Sinclair, Tomeu Morey, Amy Mebberson

Titans United: Bloodpact 1 by Cavan Scott, Lucas Meyer, Tony Avina

Marvel

Edge of Spider-Verse 4 by Dan Slott, Tee Franklin, David Hein, Jordan Blum, Ty Templeton, Jethro Morales, Luciano Vecchio, Michael Shelfer, Chris Sotomayor, Brian Reber, Rico Renzi, Dono Sanchez Almara

X-Terminators 1 by Leah Williams, Carlos Gomez, Bryan Valenza

It’s Jeff by Kelly Thompson, GuriHiru

Image

Creepshow 1 by Chris Burnham, Adriano Lucas, Paul Dini, Stephen Langford, John McCrea, Mike Spicer

Vanish 1 by Donny Cates, Ryan Stegman, JP Mayer, Sonia Oback

Boom

Stuff of Nightmares 1 by R.L. Stine, A.L. Kaplan, Roman Titov

IDW

Crashing 1 by Matthew Klein, Morgan Beem, Triona Farrell

Archie

Chilling Adventures Presents Weirder Mysteries 1 by Frank Tieri, Joanne Starer, Ron Robbins, Juan Bobillo, Ryan Jampole, Federico Sabbatini

Oni

Action Journalism 1 by Eric Skillman, Miklos Felvideki, Mariane Gusmao

Valiant

Bloodshot Unleashed 1 by Deniz Camp, Jon Davis-Hunt

OGN

Mayor Good Boy Goes Hollywood by Dave Sheidt, Miranda Harmon

Order of the Night Jay: The Forest Beckons by Jonathan Schnapp

Ray’s OGN Corner: Anne of West Philly by Ivy Noelle Weir

Additional Reviews: Clerks III, Howard the Duck by Chip Z, Andor 1-3, Umbrella Academy s3, She-Hulk ep6

News: Dark Horse leaves Diamond, Rogues Gallery headed to TV, Tini Howard and Sweeney Boo taking over Harley Quinn, James Earl Jones retires from playing Vader, WB Discovery madness, Wayne Family Adventures s2 release date, next Snyder book (Book of Evil, with Jock), live action Avatar casting, Giant Days Kickstarter (and Glenn’s questionable buying choices), Grendel adaptation canceled, Deadpool 3, Blade loses director

Trailers: Midnight Club, Hellraiser, Strange World, Knock at the Cabin, Enola Holmes, Inside Man, Devil’s Hour, Last of Us

Radiant Black 18 by Kyle Higgins, Laurence Holmes, Stefano Simeone

Usagi Yojimbo 31 by Stan Sakai

Wynd: The Throne in the Sky 2 by James Tynion IV, Michael Dialynas

Flash 786 by Jeremy Adams, Amancay Nahuelpan, Pete Pantazis, Jeromy Cox

Nightwing 96 by Tom Taylor, Bruno Redondo, Caio Filipe, Adriano Lucas

Ice Cream Man 32 by W. Maxwell Prince, Martin Morazzo

Lonesome Hunters 4 by Tyler Crook

Batman: The Knight 9 by Chip Zdarsky, Carmine Di Giandomenico, Ivan Plascencia

Public Domain 4 by Chip Zdarsky, 

Strange 6 by Jed MacKay, Lee Garbett, Javier Tartaglia

Check out this episode!

[scottwellsmagic]

859: Magic at the Beach - Day Two Report

Friday, September 13th

9:00 am - Registration Opens, Wonders Theatre Box Office

9:00 am - Open Mic Magic Competition - One Trick, Five Minutes

10:00 am - 6:00 pm Dealers Room Open

10:00 am - 11:00 am - Lecture: Paul Stone - The Siegfried & Roy lecture

11:30 am - 12:30 pm - Lecture:  Karl Hein - Original and Entertaining Routines

12:30 pm - 1:30 pm - LUNCH BREAK

1:30 pm - 2:30 pm - Lecture:  Jafo - Transforming Magic into Memorable Experiences

3:00 pm - 4:00pm -  Lecture:  Charles Peachock - Performing Lecture

4:00 pm - 6:00 pm - Dealers Room Open

6:00 pm - 7:00pm - DINNER BREAK

7:00 pm - Wonders Theatre House Opens

7:30 pm - Comedy Magic Cabaret Show - James Brandon, Charles Peachock, Dave Risley, Chris Blackmore (Host)

10:00 pm - 11:00 pm - “Tales from the Road” with the stars of magic

11:00 pm - 12:30 am - After Hours in Houdini Lounge in balcony

Time stamps for this episode: updates will be posted after I get some sleep

00:00:18 –

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[ulkaralakbarova]

With a serial strangler on the loose, a bookkeeper wanders around town searching for the vigilante group intent on catching the killer. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Kleinman: Woody Allen Prostitute: Kathy Bates Student Jack: John Cusack Irmy: Mia Farrow Prostitute: Jodie Foster Hacker’s Follower: Fred Gwynne Clown: John Malkovich Alma: Julie Kavner Marie: Madonna Magician: Kenneth Mars Eve: Kate Nelligan Doctor: Donald Pleasence Prostitute: Lily Tomlin Mr. Paulsen: Philip Bosco Spiro’s Assistant: Robert Joy Simon Carr: Wallace Shawn Vogel’s Follower: Kurtwood Smith Priest: Josef Sommer Hacker: David Ogden Stiers Cop at Police Station: John C. Reilly Woman with Baby: Eszter Balint Vigilante: James Rebhorn Roustabout: Richard Riehle Cop: William H. Macy Undesirables Onlooker: Fred Melamed Killer: Michael Kirby Vigilante: Victor Argo Vigilante: Daniel von Bargen Landlady: Camille Saviola Dwarf: Tim Loomis Fat Lady: Katy Dierlam Strongman: Dennis Vestunis Prostitute: Anne Lange Student: Andy Berman Student: Paul Anthony Stewart Student: Thomas L. Bolster Police Chief: Greg Stebner Cop at Police Station: Peter Appel Cop at Police Station: Brian Smiar Cop at Police Station: Michael P. Troy Cop at Police Station: Remak Ramsay Cop at Police Station: Ron Turek Bartender: Peter McRobbie Cop with Priest: Ira Wheeler Baby: Rebecca Gibson Hacker’s Follower: Robert Silver Spiro: Charles Cragin Vigilante with Spiro: Tom Riis Farrell Vigilante with Spiro: Ron Weyand Roustabout: Max Robinson Film Crew: Additional Casting: Todd M. Thaler Casting: Juliet Taylor Writer: Woody Allen Producer: Robert Greenhut Assistant Editor: Mark Livolsi Costume Design: Jeffrey Kurland Production Coordinator: Helen Robin Executive Producer: Charles H. Joffe Executive Producer: Jack Rollins Editor: Susan E. Morse Hairstylist: Romaine Greene Assistant Art Director: W. Steven Graham Casting Associate: Laura Rosenthal Supervising Sound Editor: Robert Hein Director of Photography: Carlo Di Palma Gaffer: Ray Quinlan Sound Designer: Dan Sable Foley Artist: Brian Vancho Set Decoration: George DeTitta Jr. Assistant Costume Designer: Donna Zakowska Production Sound Mixer: James Sabat Production Design: Santo Loquasto Assistant Sound Editor: Stuart Levy Co-Producer: Joseph Hartwick Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Lee Dichter Construction Coordinator: Ron Petagna Key Scenic Artist: James Sorice Production Assistant: Robert C. Albertell Makeup Artist: Bernadette Mazur First Assistant Director: Thomas A. Reilly Art Direction: Speed Hopkins Property Master: James Mazzola Assistant Production Coordinator: Ilyse A. Reutlinger Still Photographer: Brian Hamill Standby Carpenter: Joseph A. Alfieri Jr. Scenic Artist: Cosmo Sorice Set Dresser: Dave Weinman Assistant Camera: Michael Green Sound Recordist: Frank Graziadei Camera Operator: Dick Mingalone Script Supervisor: Kay Chapin Set Decoration: Amy Marshall Boom Operator: Louis Sabat Dolly Grip: Ronald Burke Key Grip: Robert Ward Wardrobe Supervisor: Patricia Eiben Second Assistant Camera: Michael Caracciolo Camera Trainee: David E. Baron Art Department Coordinator: Glenn Lloyd Second Assistant Director: Richard Patrick Assistant Editor: William Kruzykowski Transportation Captain: Peter Tavis Transportation Captain: Harold ‘Whitey’ McEvoy Production Assistant: Justin Moritt Wardrobe Supervisor: Bill Christians Foley Artist: Elisha Birnbaum Additional Casting: Judie Fixler Key Construction Grip: Vincent Guarriello Production Assistant: Danielle Rigby Projection: Carl Turnquest Best Boy Electric: Jim Manzione Costume Assistant: Lauren Gibson Assistant Art Director: Robert Perdziola Foley Editor: Lori Kornspun Assistant Art Director: Peter Eastman Location Scout: Megan Monaghan Assistant Art Director: Richard Michael Miller Apprentice Sound Editor: Yasmine Amitai Location Manager: James A. Davis Movie Reviews:

[jlc3991]

Dave Ramsey Faces $150 Million Lawsuit Over Alleged Timeshare Exit Company Fraud

Lawsuit Claims Personal Finance Guru Promoted Deceptive Timeshare Exit Company on His Show

Popular Christian radio host and personal finance expert, Dave Ramsey, finds himself at the center of a $150 million lawsuit. The legal action, filed by disgruntled listeners of his show, alleges that they were defrauded by a timeshare exit company that advertised on his program. The lawsuit, filed in the U.S. District Court for the Western District of Washington, accuses Ramsey of receiving over $30 million in payments from the company, known as Timeshare Exit Team, between 2015 and 2021.

The plaintiffs claim that the company promised to help customers terminate their timeshare contracts but instead employed deceptive tactics and failed to deliver on its promises.

Allegations of Deceptive Practices and False Advertising

The lawsuit alleges that Reed Hein & Associates, formerly known as Timeshare Exit Team, charged customers between $4,000 and $72,000 for services that were ultimately illusory. According to the complaint, customers paid a total of $70 million in fees in the hope of being released from their timeshare contracts. However, the plaintiffs claim that the company used false statements and delay tactics to prevent customers from realizing they were being defrauded.

The complaint also accuses Dave Ramsey of promoting deceptive, false, and incomplete information in violation of consumer protection laws. It further alleges that Ramsey personally earned $450,000 a month from the deal.

Ramsey Solutions and Happy Hour Media Group Named as Defendants

The lawsuit targets not only Dave Ramsey but also his company, Ramsey Solutions, and his marketing company, Happy Hour Media Group. The plaintiffs argue that these entities should be held responsible for the alleged fraudulent promotion of Timeshare Exit Team. Despite requests for comment, neither Ramsey nor his company have responded to inquiries regarding the lawsuit.

Timeshare Exit Team's Troubles and Settlement

Timeshare Exit Team, the company at the center of the controversy, closed its operations in 2021 following a settlement with the Washington State Attorney General's office. The settlement required the company to pay $2.6 million due to its deceptive promises to customers. Washington State Attorney General Bob Ferguson highlighted the company's use of misleading tactics and expressed his commitment to protecting consumers from such practices.

The $150 million lawsuit against Dave Ramsey and his affiliated companies shines a spotlight on the alleged fraudulent practices of a timeshare exit company that advertised on his show. The plaintiffs claim that they were deceived by false promises and delay tactics, resulting in significant financial losses. Ramsey Solutions and Happy Hour Media Group are also named as defendants in the lawsuit, accused of promoting deceptive information.

As the legal proceedings unfold, the case raises important questions about the responsibility of media personalities and their obligation to vet and endorse the companies they promote. The outcome of this lawsuit will undoubtedly have implications for the personal finance industry and the trust placed in influential figures like Dave Ramsey.

[neodragondrawsstuff]

Gonna be adding on the my Powerdrive au

Dont look if you are sensitive to blood

So here's where the Powerdrive comes in

Powerdrive Tristan is alive, but a murderer. he's driven by power heins the name Powerdrive. He wants power so much he ends up killing his loved ones (Dave and Rihanna [a dave and bambi oc, also Daves adopted daughter]) and injuring a few others like Bambi, Bandu, and Dimond man. He was actually manipulated by Expunged (because he has the power to mind control people in this au) into doing these things.

This is messed up I know

[theivorybilledwoodpecker]

Another way to phrase it is that the following House reps. voted to make it harder for 10-year-old rape victims to get abortions:

David Abbott, R-Rome City

Brad Barrett, R-Richmond

Stephen Bartels, R-Eckerty

Bruce Borders, R-Jasonville

Martin Carbaugh, R-Fort Wayne

Michelle Davis, R-Whiteland

J. Michael Davisson, R-Salem

Dale DeVon, R-Granger

Jeff Ellington, R-Bloomfield

Karen Engleman, R-Georgetown

Douglas Gutwein, R-Francesville

Dave Heine, R-New Haven

Matt Hostettler, R-Patoka

John Jacob, R-Indianapolis

Chris Jeter, R-Fishers

Jack Jordan, R-Bremen

Chris Judy, R-Fort Wayne

Joanna King, R-Middlebury

Ryan Lauer, R-Columbus

Cindy Ledbetter, R-Newburgh

Don Lehe, R-Brookston

Matt Lehman, R-Berne

Dan Leonard, R-Huntington

Shane Lindauer, R-Jasper

Chris May, R-Bedford

Peggy Mayfield, R-Martinsville

Doug Miller, R-Elkhart

Bob Morris, R-Fort Wayne

Curt Nisly, R-Milford

Tim O’Brien, R-Evansville

Zach Payne, R-Charlestown

J.D. Prescott, R-Union City

Ben Smaltz, R-Auburn

Craig Snow, R-Warsaw

Mike Speedy, R-Indianapolis

Jake Teshka, R-South Bend

Jeff Thompson, R-Lizton

Heath VanNatter, R-Kokomo

Timothy Wesco, R-Osceola

[theatregraphics]

Tony Awards 2017 Nominations → Best Book of a Musical

[xxlying-from-y0u]

"This is Ft Lauderdale beach this morning... There used to be a major road here" Via Dave Hein on Facebook Posted 09/11/17 11:04am

[this-mess-of-a-man]

Salut, je m'appelle quoi ? Je m'appelle, qui ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Salut, je m'appelle, hein ? Je m'appelle, quoi ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Salut, je m'appelle quoi ? (Excusez-moi) Je m'appelle, qui ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

(Puis-je avoir l'attention de la classe pendant une seconde ?)

Salut, je m'appelle, hein ? Je m'appelle, quoi ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Salut les enfants, vous aimez la violence ? (Ouais ouais ouais)

Tu veux me voir enfoncer des clous de neuf pouces dans chacune de mes paupières ? (Uh-huh)

Voulez-vous me copier et faire exactement comme je l'ai fait ? (Yeah Yeah)

Essayer 'cid et se faire foutre pire que ma vie ? (Hein?)

Mon cerveau est un poids mort, j'essaie de me remettre la tête droite

Mais je n'arrive pas à savoir quelle Spice Girl je veux imprégner (Oh)

Et le Dr Dre a dit, "Slim Shady, tu es une tête basse" (Uh-uh)

"Alors pourquoi ton visage est-il rouge? Mec, tu es perdu"

Eh bien, depuis l'âge de 12 ans, j'ai l'impression d'être quelqu'un d'autre

Parce que j'ai accroché mon moi d'origine à la couchette supérieure avec une ceinture

Je me suis énervé et j'ai arraché les seins de Pamela Lee

Et je l'ai giflée si fort que j'ai renversé ses vêtements comme Kris Kross

Je fume un gros kilo d'herbe et je tombe sur le cul

Plus vite qu'une grosse salope qui s'est assise trop vite

Viens ici, salope; "Shady, attends une minute, c'est ma copine, mec"

Je m'en fous, Dieu m'a envoyé pour faire chier le monde

Salut, je m'appelle quoi ? Je m'appelle, qui ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Salut, je m'appelle, hein ? Je m'appelle, quoi ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Salut, je m'appelle quoi ? Je m'appelle, qui ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Salut, je m'appelle, hein ? Je m'appelle, quoi ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Mon prof d'anglais voulait me recaler au collège (Shh)

Merci beaucoup, le semestre prochain j'aurai 35 ans

Je l'ai frappé au visage avec une gomme, je l'ai poursuivi avec une agrafeuse

Et a agrafé ses noix à une pile de papier (Aïe)

J'ai marché dans le club de strip-tease, j'ai fermé ma veste

J'ai flashé le barman, puis j'ai collé ma bite dans la tasse à pourboire

Extraterrestre, écrasant des piétons dans un vaisseau spatial Pendant qu'ils me crient dessus, "Soyons juste amis"

99% de ma vie, on m'a menti

Je viens de découvrir que ma mère fait plus de dope que moi (Merde)

Je lui ai dit que je deviendrais un rappeur célèbre

Faire un disque sur la drogue et lui donner son nom

(Oh merci)

Tu sais que tu as explosé quand les femmes se précipitent sur tes stands

Et essaie de toucher tes mains comme certains fans hurlants d'Usher

(Ahh, ahh, ahh)

Ce gars de White Castle m'a demandé mon autographe (Mec, je peux avoir ton autographe ?)

Alors je l'ai signé, "Cher Dave, merci pour le soutien, connard"

Salut, je m'appelle, hein ? Je m'appelle, qui ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Salut, je m'appelle quoi ? Je m'appelle, qui ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Salut, je m'appelle, hein ? Je m'appelle, qui ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Salut, je m'appelle quoi ? Je m'appelle, qui ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Arrête la cassette, ce gamin a besoin d'être enfermé (Attrape-le)

Dr. Dre, ne restez pas là, opérez

Je ne suis pas prêt à partir, c'est trop effrayant de mourir (Putain ça)

Je devrai être porté à l'intérieur du cimetière et enterré vivant

(Euh, ouais)

Je viens ou je pars ? je peux à peine décider

Je viens de boire un cinquième de vodka, oserais-je conduire ? (Vas-y)

Toute ma vie j'ai été très démuni

Je n'ai pas eu de femme depuis des années et mes paumes sont trop poilues pour être cachées (Oups)

Des vêtements déchirés comme l'Incroyable Hulk

Je crache quand je parle, je baise tout ce qui marche (Viens ici)

Quand j'étais petit, j'avais tellement faim que je faisais des crises

Comment vas-tu m'allaiter, maman ? Tu n'as pas de seins

Je reste éveillé et m'attache dans le lit

Avec un gilet pare-balles et je me tire une balle dans la tête (Bang)

Parce que je deviens fou (Grr)

Et au fait, quand tu vois mon père (Ouais ?)

Dis-lui que je lui ai tranché la gorge dans ce rêve que j'ai fait

Salut, je m'appelle quoi ? Je m'appelle, qui ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Salut, je m'appelle, hein ? Je m'appelle, quoi ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Salut, je m'appelle, qui ? Je m'appelle, hein ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

Salut, je m'appelle, hein ? Je m'appelle, qui ?

Je m'appelle chka-chka, Slim Shady

[scottwellsmagic]

858: Magic at the Beach - Day One Report

Thursday, September 12th

2:00 pm - Registration Opens, Wonders Theatre Box Office

3:00 pm - 4:00 pm - Dealers Sneak Preview Show (ten minutes per dealer)

4:30 pm - 5:30 pm - Lecture: Dave Risley - Children's Entertainment

5:30 pm - 7:00 pm - DINNER Served By Magic At The Beach at Wonders Theatre

7:00 pm - Wonders Theatre House Opens

7:30 pm - 8:30 pm - Masters of Sleight of Hand show - Jafo, Karl Hein, James Brandon, Chris Blackmore, Paul Stone (Host)

10:00 pm - 11:30 pm - After Hours in Houdini Lounge in balcony

Time stamps for this episode: updates will be posted after I get some sleep

00:00:18 –

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[taking-over-his-life]

A meeting with a park cleaner changed my life

I was woken up by the sun streaming into my bedroom. It was a brilliant day, after all that can be described as one hot, hot, steaming night. I was still wearing the rubber from the night before, and boy the scent of man and sex just lingered like a cloud around me, and I loved it. It keep me hard as steel.

I ate, and looked outside “time for a ride” I decided. I went to the wardrobe and looked through my leathers. The blue bike leathers were tempting, but the black had more give in them. If I’m wearing rubber underneath I need some room to manoeuvre.

On they went the leather jeans sticking to the rubber on my legs and gently caressing my dick. The boots slipped gently onto my rubbered feet . I felt my boots and legs and crotch, hard as iron. I grabbed the jacket and pulled it over my shoulders, and grabbed my helmet, gloves, glasses and back pack before heading to the bike.

I rode around for about an hour, getting even sweatier than before. My crotch and dick were soaked in sweat by the time I reached the local park. I found a park bench sat, and had a drink of water which I had brought with me, and lay down for a rest. My sunglasses were adjusted as the sun was hot. It also took account of me lying on the bench my face pointing at the sky. I lifted my booted feet on the arm of the bench. Within a few minutes I had dropped off to sleep.

I was woken by the sound of paper rustling and metal clanging. I looked up and saw a guy, stocky, unshaven, really horny looking man, emptying some bins. He was taking an interest in me too, slight looks out of the corner of his eye.

There was a bin next to me and it was next in turn, should I get up or just lie here. I decided to stay put and let him come to me.

He came up to the bench, he was wearing blue trousers with silver reflective stripes at the bottom, and what looked like 32 hole DMs underneath. They were red, scratched and worn, creases in the leather from wear. His hi viz jacket was filthy and ripped in places. He watched me intently as he played round with the bin. His gloved hand adjusting his crotch as he manovered the bin into a bag.

I sat up, looking straight at him. He jumped, “Hi, doesn’t look easy that,” I said, smiling my most seductive smile. “Yeah your right, its not” he responded. He was looking at me up and down enjoying the view. I sat up, legs wide apart, which attracted his eyes to my crotch. “You must be hot in that gear m8”, I said, “nice and sweaty” I continued smiling looking straight into his eyes?

He was embarrassed, his eyes went down, quietly he responded “you are hot in your leathers, sorry I mean you must be hot” “you got it right first time” I said.

I rubbed my gloved hand on my crotch which was getting bigger by the second. His eyes were wide and he was licking his lips “You like leather then?” I said, “Fuck yeah” he said, broad east end accent. “I bet you’d look good in em, you look fucking great in work gear, bet it smells great after a day” I said.

“I like to get sweaty” he said, “so do I” I retorted, “Id like to wipe some of yours on me. Do you wanna go in the bushes, I said “no”, he said “I know somewhere better. Follow me”?

I walked behind him as he led the way. A hard swagger as he walked his arms slightly out from his sides, his head down.

He took me to an old underground toilet which was locked off. He undid the padlock, and we went downstairs, he padlocked behind us, “won’t be disturbed down here” he said.

The place was filthy and stunk of dampness, and the stink of old piss. Old Victorian urinals were still there, the place was inhabited by dust and spiders.

I saw him walking down the stairs towards me, he was stocky and masculine, stubble, cropped head, no grace in his movements’ just man. His dick pushed the blue workpants out at the front. There was a damp patch and the end of his dick turning the pant dark blue

He walked up to me, “what’s your name” he demanded, “Dave” I said, “yours?” “Jason”, he responded. His eyebrows moved up and he licked his lips. “You like leather boi, do you?” I said, “Fuck do I”, he said, “id like to get inside yours, feel your stink on me”, with that he started to unzip my jacket, I stopped him, “when I’m ready boi,” I said. suddenly he lashed out one fucking forceful punch right on my chin, I went down. I blacked out.

I eventually woke up,I don’t know how long I had been out. I tried to move but couldn’t I tugged. I realised I was strapped in a chair, and electrodes were on my head. “what the fuck” I said, . I realised the chair was attached to some sort of machine. “What’s going on” I screamed as I tried to get free. , “don’t worry, you will be OK” came a voice. There was a video playing, hard leather ff, fisting fucking the lot, it was so horny, “you like??? “ Jason siad

He walked up to me. His hand went down to my crotch, “Tell me about yourself” he said, He unzipped my leather jeans and pulled out my dick which was hard by now.

“Those guys on screen are hot, Id love to exchange with them” he said. “In fact I’m going to change with you”. “Change what” I shouted, “places” he said, “take your body, brain, memories money, life, become you”.

“Wouldn’t that be hot, imagine if you were me. Tell me about yourself, i’m Jason”. He continued I was squirming and tugging to get loose and beat the crap out of the arsehole “Fuck off I said what sort of cyber is this” I shouted.

“Its real m8, I took the machine off a guy and have been playing ever since. Imagine ill soon have your body and looks, your money Your gear and you will be me. You like my body Mr its going to be yours” At this point he got down and started to suck me off, fuck it was good, his warm mouth over my dick, “I want your dick mr, to have my legs in leather and you my work gear and looks” he said, inbetween sucking.

“Your a fucking whacko, let me go” I shouted. With this he produced a syringe “I need to know more about you and this will help you relax” I struggled, and he put the syringe in my arm, ‘don’t damage my new body m8’ he said, I was screaming at him with rage. I soon started to weaken I started to drift off.

I could hear him talking to me “this will allow you to tell me the truth Dave ‘what’s your name”? I told him, he asked for my birthdate address, relatives, pin numbers of accounts workplaces, clubs, everything about me and I was powerless, I had to answer, the drugs had control.

“Sounds like you’re a rich fucker with a good life, great, ill enjoy it” he said.

His dick was erect, showing its full, think size through the material of his pants. I could see everything he was doing but I couldn’t respond. He stood directly in front of me and started to undress. He took off the hi viz to reveal a union jack T shirt tight against his muscled torso. He pulled down the blue trousers to reveal skin tight bleachers and red 21 hole DMs. I like what I saw but I was totally disabled and scared at what he was going to do.

He moved over the top of me, and stood on the arms of the chair I was in, so his groin was level with my head, “here try this” he siad, “it will be yours soon”.

With this he trust his erect dick into my mouth and down my throat, fuck it tasted and felt good, the smell was riveting, I saw the bleachers as he pushed against my face, I was so hard but couldn’t do anything. He kept thrusting till he came in my mouth I had no choice but to swallow, threads and threads of sweet tasting cum.. “You have my DNA Dave; you will soon have the rest”. he said as he looked me straight in the eye with an evil grin.

I was getting control of my body slowly, “That will never happen” I managed to splutter out” He started to laugh “oh no”, he said pointing to his machine “when I switch this on, you become a park cleaner, and me the leather man, so get ready Jason”. He said.

With that he got down from the chair and pulled up his bleachers, and sat on the other chair. He attached some diodes to his head, looked at me smiled and pressed a green switch.

I felt a huge jolt in my body, I felt weak and faint, so much so, I blacked out. I started to come too and open my eyes. when It was dark and damp, I was still down in the underground toilet. I started to move around, and felt really strange, the arm and chest strap’s seemed tighter than before. I heard a creaking sound of plastic as I moved. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I realised I was wearing a hi viz jacket. Where were my leathers? , “fuck what’s he done”. I shouted out to myself.

I tried to get up but was tied down; there were leather straps around my wrists, and a belt around my chest.

I could feel my legs fastened down near the ankles, I started to strain to get free, and I felt strange as I pushed and pulled but couldn’t get free. I shouted, “let me go, you fuck”. Then the lights came on.

“Hi” a voice came from behind, it sounded familiar, “how you doing Jason” it siad. “Who are you talking too” I said, but my voice was strange, it wasn’t mine it had a strange east end accent, My mind was going wild… “You boi” he said, and then he came into view.

It was half light; the top of him was in darkness and the rest of him in the light. He was dressed in my leathers, “fuck there my clothes cunt” I cried. Everything outa my mouth felt and sounded so strange. “Nope Jason they are mine now” he said in my voice, “who the fucks Jason” I screamed. “You are, look at me boi” he said, and then he stepped into the light in front of me…

The leathers fit him perfectly; my laced jeans, tight on his legs, my high shine Chippewa boots, Hein Gerick jacket and gloves, then the shock. It was my face, he had my body, and he was me.

He had my body and gear, I struggled, “NOOOOOOO!” I screamed at the top of my voice. “Yes I’m you, gonna enjoy my new bike Jason. How do you think I look? Eh? This life feels good” he said,

“I’m the rich biker, and you’re the fucking filthy cleaner” he continued. 2Let me go you fucking bastard, you’re not me I’m no fucking cleaner” I screamed. In seconds his leathered hand was on my mouth, and then out came a cloth, it was soaked in ether, I struggled and screamed, but had to take in breath, “Shut the fuck up Jason. The chair will release you in 5 mins. Heres’ your van key the old Renault round the back, you live at 6 Stockwell flats. Heres your key, he put them in the hi viz, you are me… Enjoy” . With that he rubbed his leathered hand over my shaved head, and smiled at me. I passed out. He walked out and left me.

The five minutes passed slowly as I struggled. I could feel big differences in this body, my arms were bigger than before and my thighs, I stunk, of sweat and dirt, it was intoxicating, but I was terrified, who was I.

Suddenly the chair unlocked itself, and I quickly jumped out. I started to feel my face, lots of hard stubble shaved head, it felt thuggish. I searched around and found a mirror; I cleaned it off and stared into it.

What I saw terrified me, it was someone else, not me, younger, masculine, dumb and thuggish looking. Initially shocked as I looked I liked it. I started to feel my new body, I had lost 6 inches in height but gained it in girth. My pecs were huge. I stripped off and started to look and feel, tatts piercings, my dick was huge and thick, pierced and hard, fuck I liked it.

I redressed in those stinking work clothes, and went upstairs. I found his car out back and got into it. What a fucking tip, papers old cans, it was disgusting, and this guy was a fucking filthy slob.

The van was old, a wreck. I started off and got eventually to his place. It was a council block, 3 floors high. His flat, or mine now, was on the top floor in the corner. There was a grill over the door which I unlocked. Then the door had two locks I opened the door and in I went. It stunk of piss. There was a lounge bathroom kitchen and bedroom. They hadn’t been cleaned for years paper cans food all over, clothes on the floor. Lots of the gear caught my attention. It was mainly skin gear, bleachers 20 hole DMs, fucking horny I thought, and this new dick started to jump.

I went into the bedroom and it was just a mattress on the floor a few blankets and a rubber sheet, nazi pics covered the walls and a swastika flag. It stunk off piss sweat, and cum. It was a hole.

I started to feel a craving what I didn’t know. I saw cigarette buts all over so decided to light up, fuck it was great my lungs just took it in and embraced it. What a feeling.

I stripped off the work clothes and started to look at this body. Fuck it was thuggish and horny. I had tatts on both arms, top and bottom, Nazi flags and insignia, A swastika over my left breast. Celtic designs on my back and legs. Tats of runes on the back of my neck.

I moved the huge hands and stroked them over my pecs and tits, the hair on my chest felt so soft on my hard calloused hands, I moved down to my stomach and felt the outline of a six pack. Then round my thighs to my hard pert arse.

I was pierced a huge prince Albert in my dick, a ring in each nip, rings in my nose, three on my left ear. I was a horny fucker. My dick was hard and seeping, I held it, and it was so fucking hard. I put my finger in the pre cum, smelt it and tasted it, it was sweet and good.

I picked up a pair of pissed on and filthy bleachers and put them on, over my thick hairy legs, they were tight around my new pert arse.This new dick was rampant it was hard to get it in the pants.

Then I saw some red 20 hole steel toe capped DMs, woof I thought. There were some long socks next to them so on they went, boy the reeked, then the DMs it took me ages to lace em but they were so fucking horny. I looked in the mirror and fuck was I something. The braces on the bleachers hung down near my arse. I looked at my huge muscles arms and good smell my pits, I moved my head under them and enjoyed the man stink, rubbing the sweat from then on my nose.

I found a union jack T shirt stained and stinking of BO, it almost knocked u out and put it on. It was tight showing off my new torso. I was at that mirror looking from every angle, enjoying each view.

I lay there on the stinking rubber sheet in stinking gear with an unwashed filthy body of a thug, and was in heaven. Smoking away. What a fucking trip to tell my m8s about.

I woke up to a knock at the door. I stood up quickly forgetting where or who I was. A bit of panic, who is it?

I pulled myself together and opened the door; three skin heads said hi m8 and walk straight in. here u go said one, and passed me a beer.

“How u doing Jase” one said, I went along and soon got into conversation with them. Frightening looking thugs, but all so fucking horny and masculine.

The ciggs were out the beer being passed around, then one brought out a DVD, “stick this in Jase” he said. I put the DVD on, and sat on a sofa next to another skin called Ed, who put his arm around me. I snuggled in and didn’t say a word. The vid started, it was hot skin on skin porn. Lots of nazi overtones.

But man on mansex like id never seen before. Ed got his dick out, and look at me grabbed the back of my head, down boi, he said and manoeuvred me to the floor, His dick was huge tattooed and pierced. Woof, I got down and started to lick and suck.

He was a filthy fucker pushing his seeping cock deep inside my mouth and throat. The thoughts in my mind, hard muscled thugs and me one of them. I held his worn 20 hole black DMs as I enjoyed his taste. By this time the other two were at it. One of them had laid out some lines of coke. ED pulled up my head and started to snog me his tongue in my mouth nose ears. We walked over the table and started to snort the lines. MY whole body was vibrating with excitement. My dick so hard and solid. I actually liked who I was now.

The night rolled on, sex followed, fisting fucking you name it the drugs were plentiful the beer and ciggs, me and my ed shared everything. Then all 4 of us john and reg ended up on the bed, piss, drugs a dick in my arse my mouth my dick in everyone’s arse, fucking hell it was great.

We all stripped off, I had turned off the light and lit some candles. The syringes and drugs were laid out We enjoyed the feelings and just drank spirits till we were paralytic. The Viagra kept us all hard, I was lying on the rubber sheet with Ed, when Reg started to piss on us both. Reg was rubbing the piss into our skins and massaging my dick I got onto my knees, and Reg got down and started to suck at my dick and balls, Ed was kissing me his tongue deep in me as John started to push his dick into my man cunt

I was tingling all over as he entered deep inside of me This is what I really wanted to do and be. There was no way I was giving this up, I was now Jason, I was the skin. I wasn’t going anywhere.

It was 11 am I woke up and went to the loo. I looked down and saw my new dick and legs and remembered last night, Reg followed me and within seconds he was inside me Pissing in my arse. I loved it.

Ed was a muscular well built guy, shaved all over, deep blue eyes. I think we were an item if not I wanted to be. I washed regs piss off my legs, and got back on the bed with ED, and put my arms round him, He snuggled in

My dick was like iron, as I manoeuvred it to his hole, then I started to push, my hand held his dick as the other massaged his tits

Gradually I worked my way deep inside of him, my balls banging against his arse. He got on all fours, and I went in-between his legs and fucked him rigid doggy style

He grunted and groaned with sheer pleasure. I rammed him so hard his head hit the wall, my balls just strained and I emptied pints of my man cum so deep inside his guts. He just shivered with excitement and pleasure. . I lay on top of him. And we slept It was 3pm we got up naked, and made a cup of tea, he kept feeling me arse chest dick kissing me,

We talked and talked. Then I realised he fancied me but he wasn’t mine. Fuck, I couldn’t believe it, but it was me in Jases body, should I do this or wait till I change back. No fuck it I wanted him, Fuck Jase I had his body I wanted Ed. I asked him to stay with me, he said yes.

I watched him intently, as he started to dress, he picked up his undies and put them on, his dick and balls filled them so well. ‘give me them’ I said, I want part of you on me. He smiled, ‘you fucking perv’ I smiled. He pulled them off his dick and arse and handed them to me. I smelled them, pushing them against my nose, his smell was intoxicating.

My dick was attached to my nose. I pulled his undies on, they caressed my arse and dick, he started to feel me in them and kiss me. I wanted every liquid he could give me, his stink all over me. I was in love.

I picked up some stained bleachers, more white or dirty white than blue, and put my feet into them, pulled them up over my muscular legs and over my arse and dick. My dick showed its shape against the denim, and that was yellow and grey stained with piss and dirt. Oh they felt good, then the socks rank and sticky and red worn 20 whole DMs. Ed laced them for me as I caressed his back and head, he sucked at my shaft under the jeans, and he laced my DMs.

I put some huge rings on each finger some dog tags round my neck. He dressed in a similar way. “Let’s go out” he said. I looked at him and pushed him against the wall, and started to kiss him my tongue caressing his mouth, he tasted good our dicks were touching getting bigger, “Fuck you dirty bastard, let’s get out here or ill end up inside you again”, “OK” I said.

[supercantaloupe]

tagged by @mordredmanor for a music meme! i guess i’ll pass this along and tag @oklahoma2019 @s-aint-elmo @pearlandbrine and @signawyvern but no pressure if you don’t wanna

10 songs i’m listening to right now (in no particular order):

i guess this is just recent stuff from my spotify? i listen to a lot of music on youtube too? also my music tastes are kind of eclectic so here’s a cursory look into my brain i guess

You Could Drive a Person Crazy - Company (Stephen Sondheim, 2018 London cast recording)

Holiday Brass - New York Philharmonic (this is a whole concert with multiple pieces but whatever i’m including it cause it’s Good)

“Avec la garde montante, nous arrivons, nous voilà!” - Carmen, act I (Georges Bizet)

Fugue State - Octet (Dave Malloy, original cast recording)

Sleigh Ride - Leeroy Anderson (US Navy Band)

Overture and Night Waltz - A Little Night Music (Stephen Sondheim, original Broadway cast recording)

Rät - Penelope Scott

Chicken Run suite - John Powell & Harry Gregson-Williams (FSO)

Music from The Incredibles - Michael Giacchino (US Army Field Band)

Eine Kleine NOT Music - Gas House Gang 

spelling my url with songs:

s - Starchild - Ghost Quartet (Dave Malloy, Live at the McKittrick)

u - Unworthy of Your Love - Assassins (Stephen Sondheim, 2004 cast recording)

p - Playing Nancy - Groundhog Day (Tim Minchin, original Broadway cast recording)

e - Exile Vilify - the National

r - Runyonland - Guys and Dolls (Frank Loesser, 1992 Broadway cast recording)

c - Cleopatra - the Lumineers

a - The Astronomer - Ghost Quartet (Dave Malloy, Live at the McKittrick)

n - No One is Alone - Into the Woods (Stephen Sondheim, original Broadway cast recording)

t - There Will Be Sun -  Groundhog Day (Tim Minchin, original Broadway cast recording)

a - Ashes - the Longest Johns

l - Like Ships - Over the Garden Wall (the Blasting Company)

o - Overture - My Fair Lady (Frederick Lowe, 2018 Broadway cast recording)

u - Usher pt. 3 - Ghost Quartet (Dave Malloy, Live at the McKittrick)

p - Prayer - Come From Away (David Hein & Irene Sankoff, original Broadway cast recording) 

e- Eliza Lee - the Longest Johns