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  1. TheCovertComic TheCovertComic
    posted a quote
    September 12, 2020 2:21am UTC
    You say 'evasive action' like there's some other kind.

  2. TheCovertComic TheCovertComic
    posted a quote
    June 6, 2020 2:44am UTC
    Note to self: When exploding onto the scene, make sure it's the right scene first.

  3. TheCovertComic TheCovertComic
    posted a quote
    July 7, 2018 1:49pm UTC
    If our actions are the interpreters of our thoughts, they sure speak with a thick accent.

  4. TheCovertComic TheCovertComic
    posted a quote
    June 30, 2018 12:03am UTC
    Action n. A particularly unconvincing form of bluff.

  5. BommiandFriends BommiandFriends
    posted a quote
    January 20, 2018 12:44am UTC
    Five Little Elephants Jumping On The Bed | English Rhymes For Kids | Elephant Songs – YOUTUBE
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    Boris is an animated elephant kid and he has four elephant friends. One Sunday Boris and his friends sing an elementary song, English Rhymes for Kids. Boris and his friends make animated Kids Videos and educational videos for kids. They perform the nice jumping dance for Kids Videos with educational & edutainment videos for Kids.

  6. BommiandFriends BommiandFriends
    posted a quote
    January 20, 2018 12:43am UTC
    Five Little Elephants Jumping On The Bed | English Rhymes For Kids | Elephant Songs – YOUTUBE
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    Boris is an animated elephant kid and he has four elephant friends. One Sunday Boris and his friends sing an elementary song, English Rhymes for Kids. Boris and his friends make animated Kids Videos and educational videos for kids. They perform the nice jumping dance for Kids Videos with educational & edutainment videos for Kids.

  7. TheCovertComic TheCovertComic
    posted a quote
    September 9, 2017 2:50pm UTC
    'Meeting' shouldn't be a dirty word. It shouldn't be a word at all.

  8. Anujsomany Anujsomany
    posted a quote
    September 7, 2016 6:53am UTC
    "Anyone can give any number of advice often nice with the word ‘YOU’ in own voice; but he who is truly different, positive and wise always shows a constructive action on his words to unearth lies."
    ~Anuj Somany

  9. Anujsomany Anujsomany
    posted a quote
    June 30, 2016 8:18am UTC
    "It is always better to identify the true intention of a person by his/her action (deeds) than his/her words,
    and invariably more when a man propagates often about the importance of success, happiness and respect for women in life."
    ~Anuj Somany

  10. Anujsomany Anujsomany
    posted a quote
    January 8, 2016 3:21am UTC
    "The word ‘I’ symbolizes own EGO as sage says,
    ‘YOU’ sounds ADVICE directed towards others and
    ‘WE’ signifies ACTION as it involves everyone alike;
    A true leader defines and differentiates oneself from others by often constructive ACTION than ADVICE and the same reflects in one’s language."
    ~Anuj Somany

  11. Anujsomany Anujsomany
    posted a quote
    November 8, 2015 9:06pm UTC
    "The word ‘I’ symbolizes own EGO as sage says, ‘YOU’ sounds ADVICE as directed towards others and ‘WE’ signifies ACTION as it involves everyone alike; A true leader defines and differentiates oneself from others by often constructive ACTION than ADVICE and the same reflects in one’s language."
    ~Anuj Somany

  12. Anujsomany Anujsomany
    posted a quote
    October 13, 2015 11:19pm UTC
    “The meaning of an EDUCATION learned by a person is not truly measured by his growth attained in the profession, but by his action reflected in his assigned task consistently towards bringing the mark of excellence and perfection.”
    ~Anuj Somany

  13. Anujsomany Anujsomany
    posted a quote
    September 10, 2015 2:19am UTC
    "When the task is simple, anyone can do it; but if difficult then employ for it someone who have multiple job experience as then he could visualise its solution from different angle because of his past exposure."
    ~Anuj Somany

  14. AnaCastro196 AnaCastro196
    posted a quote
    July 5, 2014 6:53pm UTC
    "You see in their last moments,
    people show you who they really are.
    So in a way, I know your friends better than you ever did."
    -Joker

  15. Sunny* Sunny*
    posted a quote
    July 3, 2014 1:50am UTC
    I don’t trust words,
    I trust actions.

  16. Lozza* Lozza*
    posted a quote
    April 21, 2014 2:14am UTC
    Becoming fearless isn't the point. That's impossible. It's
    learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it.

  17. Lozza* Lozza*
    posted a quote
    April 21, 2014 2:11am UTC
    Becoming fearless isn't the point. That's impossible. It's
    learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it.

  18. soccerdogg25 soccerdogg25
    posted a quote
    February 9, 2014 2:55pm UTC
    Creepers
    Chapter 22
    We find a car on the side of the road and sprint over to it. Everett opens the driver’s seat and finds a corpse sitting there. We stare, but it doesn’t move, so he rips it out of the seat. He gets in and turns the key. It starts up pretty easily.
    “Half a tank,” says Everett. “We are going to need to get more gas.”
    I nod as I load the bags into the back of the truck. Everett gets out of the car and helps me load them.
    “Are you okay?” he asks.
    “I’m fine.” I shrug my shoulders. “I just want to get this over with.”
    Everett nods. “Me too.”
    We get in the trunk; I sit in the passenger seat, hugging my knees, and we take off down the road. I stare at the desolate areas we pass and wonder what they were like the day of the apocalypse. Did children live in that house? Did the husband return home to his pregnant wife? Did the girl that worked at the food store get to see her boyfriend again? All these things come to mind as we drive slowly down the road, looking for a gas station.
    Not even ten minutes later, Everett finds one and we pull in. He fills up the tank quickly and fills three extra cans, putting them in the trunk. I bite my lip and turn the radio on, but all I hear is static. I don’t know what I was expecting to hear, but I am a bit disappointed. Everett gets back in the car and hears the static from the radio. He flips through all the stations, but we hear nothing but the constant static. I growl and slam the console of the car.
    “Why can’t any of this be easy? Why can’t there be others to help us? I didn’t sign up for this!” I scream in anger and frustration.
    Everett puts a hand on my shoulder. “No one signed up for this, Riley, but we must be alive for some reason. We must be doing something extra special, even if we’re not supposed to because we survived when no one else did. We can’t waste that.”
    I nod, knowing that he’s right. “Okay, Everett. Just drive, please.”
    He nods and drives off down the road again.
    I must fall asleep because the next thing I know I’m opening my eyes and staring out the window at the darkness. I look at Everett and see bags under his eyes. His eyes are red too, I think maybe he was crying.
    “Everett, do you want me to drive?”
    He shakes his head and keeps his eyes on the road.
    “Come on, Everett, you’ve been driving all day. You need to rest too you know.”
    “Fine, fine, but wake me up if you need me.”
    “Of course.”
    He pulls over to the side of the road and we climb over the seats, so that I am in the driver’s seat and Everett is in the passenger’s seat. He turns to face the window and slumps on his side. I drive for a while and I have to admit that the silence is chilling. I relive the events of the day and a lump forms in the back of my throat. My eyes start to swell up with tears until I can’t see the road clearly, so I pull over and lean my forehead against the steering wheel and cry. I’ve lost everyone; everyone except Everett of course. I don’t even remember seeing Hook, but I’m glad I don’t because if I did I think I would lose it.
    I’m tired. I just feel tired all the time and I don’t want to go on like this, but I will because if I don’t it will hurt Everett too much.
    I can’t leave him alone.
    *****Author's Note*****
    Comment and leave me feedback I really want your input to this story! :)
    ♥ Thanks ♥

  19. mynameisnotknown mynameisnotknown
    posted a quote
    December 30, 2013 9:09am UTC
    The universe doesn't give what you ask for with your thoughts; it gives you what you demand with your actions.

  20. soccerdogg25 soccerdogg25
    posted a quote
    December 24, 2013 11:42am UTC
    Creepers
    Chapter 21
    We walk through the woods in silence. The sun is just starting to rise over the trees as we get closer to the campsite. We get to where the guards were last night, but we don’t see them. All we find is a discarded boot.
    We give each other a look and quietly make our way to the camp. When we get there both our jaws drop wide open. The camp is a mess and as we scan the campsite we see creepers gorging themselves on what looks to be our fellow group members.
    My heart jolts as I sling my gun off my shoulder and shoot down the creepers. Everett is beside me shooting, his eyes wide and scared and I wonder for a moment if I look like him too. The creepers eventually all fall to the ground and stop moving. I drop my bags and take a couple feeble steps forward.
    “Everett…” My voice is weak as I look at all the bodies around us. One starts to move and I see that it is Chris.
    “Chris!” I scream and run to him as quickly as possible.
    He is breathing quickly and grunting, his face contorted in pain. Both his legs are gone, a pool of blood in their place. I focus on his face and grip his hand tightly.
    “Chris, I’m so sorry!” I choke out.
    “Where were you?” He pants and groans.
    “We-we were in a town. We found so much food, Chris! A-and you’re going to help us eat it.”
    He lets out a long groan and then laughs. “Don’t kid yourself Riley. Just shoot me now.”
    I shake my head and whimper, “I can’t.”
    I hold onto his hand as we stare at each other. Eventually his hand slackens and the glow leaves his eyes. I hang my head over his body and cry. I stay in that spot for at least another two or three hours, not moving or talking. Everett walks around the camp cleaning up some things, but I tune him out. I close Chris’ eyes and brush back his hair from his forehead. I think about all the times Chris has had my back; how many times he’s saved my life and I’ve saved his, and how all of that is gone now.
    That’s when I hear him take a breath. Everett must hear it too because he is by my side in an instant and pulling me away and to my feet. I watch as Chris’ eyes open and he starts to crawl towards us. He gnashes his teeth at us and makes a sickening sound come from his throat. Everett fumbles for his gun and I close my eyes as I hear the gun shot go off. My breath catches sin my throat as I open my eyes. I try to suck in air, but I can’t.
    “Everett…” I whimper again and start crying. I slowly lower to my knees and sob into my hands. I feel Everett’s arms around me as he clutches me tightly. I hear a low sniffle and a mumbled sorry come from Everett’s mouth. I cry into his shoulder and feel something wet drip onto my forehead. I look up at Everett and see tears silently sliding down his cheeks. I stop crying as best as I can and wipe away Everett’s tears. He watches me and lets out a long sigh. I wipe the tears from his face and he does the same to me.
    “We-we need to… build a fire…” I murmur.
    Everett nods and we slowly start to move around the bodies.
    Once we get the fire going, Everett places a towel over every body’s face, so we don’t have to look at them. We pick up the bodies one by one and throw them into the fire. Afterwards we spend about an hour scrubbing our hands and faces clean. I keep murmuring apologies to no one in particular. Somehow Everett is able to fall asleep and I am left alone with my thoughts. What if Everett and I had been here? Would everyone still be alive? The guilt rises up in me and I realize I am shaking badly. Just as I’m about to scream Everett grabs hold of me tightly. I flinch, not expecting him to wake up so soon.
    “I had a nightmare.” He mumbles into my ear as he tightens his hold on me from behind.
    “About what?” I have to ask.
    He pauses before answering. “About you. I lost you and I felt like a part of me died with you.”
    I take a breath. “I am not going anywhere.”
    “But what if you do? I don’t know what I would do without you,” he blurts out.
    I bite my lip as he rests his head on my shoulder. “I won’t leave you, Everett. Not now, not ever.”
    He tightens his grip on me and holds me firmly but gently. We watch the fire as the sun rises. It smells like cooking meat and I try not to remind myself that those bodies were my only friends left. We slowly gather our things and any important supplies that our friends cannot help us with anymore and head back into town, leaving the fire burning behind us.
    *****Author's Note*****
    Ok I think this is my favorite chapter so far :D
    Happy Holidays!
    Comment and leave me feedback I really want your input to this story! :)
    ♥ Thanks ♥

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