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stevek173
If you want instant street cred, bring them a ps3 and some cool games (i.e. nhl 2010) and let them keep it.

Might seem like trying too hard, but they will love it too much to stick with that conclusion. they will love you beyond belief.

That is if they don't already have one.
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Roughly $600 to gain some street cred with 13 teen year olds is pretty pricey...
 
betplom
Interesting that your girlfriends kids live with their dad, usually only women with serious problems (drug/alcohol/mental health) don't have custody of their children.

I'm not judging, just putting things together.
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Interesting point. Perhaps that info might be a little too personal to announce to total strangers on the internets..
 
Blitty
Interesting point. Perhaps that info might be a little too personal to announce to total strangers on the internets..
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No, I have talked about this stuff plenty and plommer has the right idea. We are both recovering alcoholic/addicts who have had many colorful and disastrous problems before getting to our current states of sexy sobriety.

In light of what was happening when the marriage broke up years ago, it was a no-brainer that the kids stayed with their dad.
 
Alright enough bullshit. Some serious advice.

The whole point of this is to try to have an icebreaker with her little rodents. You're not the hippest dood out there. You're not the squarest either, but you're not the hippest.

So real quick, learn you up a hip hop song. I suggest this one. Not only would the kids love it, but you could play it for Nina afterwards. (Nina: :kiss2:)




Ey
My momma, my momma, my momma is so tormented
She been through trauma, more drama
The dawn is gone, it's more tinted
On this side it get's out of it
How does a prophet who loved God as his father's slippin' to get the bottomless side of it
How come an angel gotta be sick in the pancreas like she an athiest
Maybe it's the faith that is makin' this lady as crazy and has made me this skeptic
Next threat is Lupis on top of Epiliptic, Never rested
Psychiatrist forever tested, Reverend blessed it
Brethren, Heaven, Tech is beggin' for effin' X-Mas
Hopin' momma ain't left an exit
It better get better quick, how you let her get sick with bread invested
In the church every sunday
I've been searchin' for one way
Or another, you're gonna have to curse me or burst me with a sunray
To let me know that you're coming or en route
I'm 'bout ninety-nine, but I need a hundred percent proof

[Hook]
Show me a God
Ahh
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a fa�ade
Show me a God
Ahh
And if it is, why ain't He doin' His job
Show me a God
Ahh
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad
Show me a God, please
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees

[Verse 2]
Where was the Passion of Christ
What happened to passin' his life for the masses
Bad, it ain't happenin' twice
'Cause my mother's stacked in a lab and its stagnant at nights
I need your help, and I'm not askin' it nice
All in life it's been paramedics
All my life comin' up all I heard "Is There A Medic?"
A youngin', all I could do is stare at it
Seizure after seizure, if I was you
Wouldn't ne'er let it be heredit-tary
If Aar get it, I swear that it's scary
Sittin' in a insane asylum
God or God's Ghost, man I aim to find 'em
To take away all of this angel's pain inside, come rain
If Momma go, how come I can't deny them
And she only fifty-four, in a ward watchin' her war
And it's more blood and gore, and she tore, cuz people are so deceivin'
And I'm on the floor, because with nor Lord this war absorbs more poor
Havin' all the soldiers screamin'

[Hook]
Show me a God
Ahh
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a fa�ade
Show me a God
Ahh
And if it is, why ain't He doin' His job
Show me a God
Ahh
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad
Show me a God, please
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees

[Verse 3]
Think about how all the victims of Katrina feelin'
They need a ceilin', they say that Mother Nature, she the villain
Plead a million, the bible, I read a bllion, Still I'm free to see the real
And my feet are grillin', 'cause hellish heat is buildin' up
Think my momma ain't ill enough? It's killin' us
I will erupt if they're pillin' her false, still ain't no healin' her
I been searchin' for answers, but I find nothin' but man stuff
That puts a damper on the current problem at hand bruh
Or whatever it is, I will never forgive
Anybody who take Marty, better get her to live
She's so sick that it don't matter how much cheddar I give
To the thing or the lady, here's a letter to his
Majesty, why ain't you stoppin' these tragedies
My mother's glad to be with you, but her life's been a raggedy one
What's gonna be done in two thousand twelve when hell's gonna be
When the Earth aligned with the sun

[Hook]
Show me a God
Ahh
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a fa�ade
Show me a God
Ahh
And if it is, why ain't He doin' His job
Show me a God
Ahh
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad
Show me a God, please
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees

[Outro]
That's why I be lookin' for ghosts
Or somethin' supernatural. The only thing I know Supernatural, is the rapper
Maybe if I saw something like that it'd make me change my life or somethin'
Now let's get into K.O.D....
 
Muddy I'm going to go out on a limb and say that most ex-disastrous type addicts don't make as dazzling a recovery as you. Would that be somewhat accurate?

If I never knew anything about you, I'd be shocked to hear that you used to be down and out.
 
Bread, you are the anti-Christ! Take this you heathen! Nina, I believe also!

OK, his voice is shot! He doesn't collect social security!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tUbJ4i4imWMMott
The Hoople Hymn For The Dudes lyrics

(Ian Hunter/Verden Allen)
God ain't jive
For I can see his love
As it runs alive
'N one by one
Through fields of rusted wire
The war has just begun
Oh, cross over shame like the wise dove
Who cares not for fame just for shy love
'N rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne, oh no
He's still here, you are not alone
Correct your heads
For there's a new song rising
High above the waves
Go write your time
Go sing it on the streets
Go tell the world, but you go brave
Oh my sweet instant Christian you are such a sly clown
Too many questions, no replies now
'N rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne, oh no
He's still here, you are not alone
I got an idea
Go tell the superstar
All his hairs are turning grey
Star-spangled fear
As all the people disappear
The limelight fades away
Cos if you think you are a star
For so long they'll come from near and far
But you'll forget just who you are (yes you will)
You ain't the nazz
You're just a buzz
Some kinda temporary
Cross over shame like the wise dove
Who cares not for fame just for shy love
Oh-oh, my sweet instant Christian you are such a sly clown
Too many questions, no replies now
'N rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne. Oh no.
He's still here, you are not alone, you are not alone.
 
My advice to you is not to try. If this is going to work you don't want to be known as "The Entertainer".

I assume you know this:
-keep out of discussion relating to their father. i suggest you only contribute to good conversations.
-it's going to be unnatural.

bol
 
Bread
Muddy I'm going to go out on a limb and say that most ex-disastrous type addicts don't make as dazzling a recovery as you. Would that be somewhat accurate?

If I never knew anything about you, I'd be shocked to hear that you used to be down and out.
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Hard to answer. I have seen addicts who are pretty major train wrecks - even after years of being clean. But then I have seen regular non-addicts who go through their whole life as big train wrecks. It's hard to compare and say what relates to the addictions and what is just regular life bullshit.

But I have known many addicts in the 20 years since I first got serious about change who are really good people.

Dazzling? I don't see myself as dazzling. If anything I see the others as being more dazzling than me. They are grown-ups with families and responsibilities who take trips to interesting places. When I'm with my poker buddies (who are all in recovery) I often feel like a child. They are talking about real estate and investments and grandchildren and trips to Iceland. Meanwhile my life is just kinda sitting here and defending myself from allegations that I have a cunt which gapes excessively.

But there are things about my life that I really like that others don't have.

I think we are all of comparable dazzle.

My Jenny is very bright and a real sweetheart. To meet her, you would not guess she has addiction issues.
 
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