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...My Pole Perv! ㋡
#ThongThursday
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Work, work, work, yuh
Work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Workout, workout
I broke up with her, it ain't work out, work out
Oh look, my new work like to workout workout
She in the mirror tryna workout, like work out
L- l- look, look, look, look, look, look
Poledancer, pole, yeah
L- l- look, look, look, look
Poledancer, poledancer, pole
Look, look, l- l- look, look, look, look, look
Wassup? Wassup?
Girl I don't need you, I just want you, want you
She said I need to tell you something, boy look
Boy, I'm a freak, but I'm a woman, hol' up
She used to be my favorite cheerleader
I ain't mad, I ain't mad
'Cause she' a paralegal with a bag, with a bag (Stunt)
Says Chanel on her purse
She ain't playing with these hoes
I need head, lick my blunt
She keep playing on the pole
What you knew? what you know?
Girl, you got a body
Private show, she gon show after 9-5
I just wanna lay you up, I just wanna lay some pipe
She get paid for Fashion Nova
So she need that stomach tight
Fucking right
Poledancer, her DMs full of you
Niggas who got no chances
My DMs full of you bitches and some broke rappers
Hold that, I digress
Pitch two birds with just one pitch
She need D and can't find gym
I told her workout, workout
I broke up with her, it ain't work out, work out
Oh look, my new work like to workout workout
She in the mirror tryna workout, work out
L- l- look, look, look, look, look, look
Poledancer, pole, pole (That's right, workout)
L- l- look, look, look, look
Poledancer, poledancer, poledancer (Workout, workout, Stallion)
He said, "I heard the best things in life come to you for free"
I say "Baby, I know you ain't never met no bitch like me"
He said, "I heard you 'bout yo' money
I ain't think you was a freak"
I invited all these bitches and they popping it for me
Oww, work out, pull up, workout
I took his money, then I burnt out, ayy skrrt out
Fucking with me, you gon' get turnt out, yeah, worked out
Now, bend it over, blow yo' back out, make him tap out
Bow bow bow (Shake that, shake that)
Loving my pimping, he made me his lady
Driving a Porsche with a bitch named Mercedez
All of these niggas be begging for pussy
Ain't giving it to 'em and making 'em pay me
I'ma finesse him, and I'ma romance him
He got in this pussy and shook like a dancer
I need a boo with a real big ole' rooster
To come to the coupe and ruffle my feathers
Workout, workout
I took his money, then I burnt out, ayy skrrt out
Fucking with me, you gon' get turnt out, ayy, worked that
Now, bend it over, blow yo' back out, make him tap out
L- l- look, look, look, look, look, look
Poledancer, pole, pole
L- l- look, look, look, look
Poledancer, poledancer, poledancer (Workout, workout)
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Fleet number 1081 was seen boarding passengers at St. Andrew’s and St. George’s West Church on George Street in the heart of the city’s New Town. The tri-axle vehicle is working route 11 from Hyvots Bank to Ocean Terminal.
Seen heading northbound on the M1 motorway at Milton Keynes in Buckinghamshire.
BA19OWW is a 2019 Mercedes-Benz Tourismo M/3 from CAB Executive Travel of Goole.
New to Evobus of Coventry in June 2019.
Or some such catlike sound . This beautiful cheetah was sitting up when we first approached her . After a short while she got up & strolled passed our vehicle ,ignoring us , save for a disdainful miaow & revealing her fangs .
Taken on the Masai Mara , Kenya.
Click on image to appreciate the fangs !
Here is some of the remain (artwork was actually ‘’tail art’’ as it was painted next to Halifax LW207’s rear turret during its service with 426 SQN: ''Ol' Daid Eye'') of the Halifax of the 426 SQN (reg.: LW207). On 16 June 1944, S/L Donald Patterson selected LW207 as his aircraft. He went on to pilot the aircraft on sixteen operations between 19 May and 30 July 1944. The Halifax was assigned the Code "OW-W" and named "Willie The Wolf From The West".
Halifax LW207 was damaged on 10 October, 1944 and after repair received the new code letters "OW-K." It completed a total of 58 operations with No. 426 Squadron. For some reason, the new crew painted over the nose art name and most of the art work leaving only the wolf's head. As well, 14 white bombs were added. Fortunately, the fact remains that the illustration of the tail ''Ol' Daid Eye'' remained intact. After being damaged again, it was transferred to No. 408 Squadron on 20 April, 1945.
These artworks are from one single Halifax bomber, the only nose (#1) and tail art (#2) in the world, truly amazing WWII RCAF bomber history war.
These artworks (#1 & #2) are currently on display at the Canadian War Museum in Ottawa.
LW207 | Handley Page Ltd. | Handley Page Halifax B Mk. VII | RCAF
Taylor's OWW 906P is a Bristol VRT/SL3/6LX with Eastern Coach Works bodywork. It was new in 1976 as West Riding 762 (later renumbered 828). In 1990 it moved to United (no. 566) before returning to West Yorkshire with Taylor's in 1992.
It passed to Abbott, Leeming in 1994, remaining until 1998.
SV25 OWW is a Wright StreetDeck Electroliner new to First Aberdeen in March 2025 as their number 36671.
It is one of 24 similar buses delivered to Aberdeen and seen here at Guild Street operating service 1 to Danestone.
Todo lo que la tierra da y todo aquello que se llama felicidad sólo es un juguete de la suerte; lo que nosotros somos, eso sólo nos pertenece. Johann Kaspar Lavater
Sin edición.
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Oscar CC©.
Mercedes-Benz 516CDi, Car-bus Spica (C19F)
Watts Way Travel, Sutton
Clarence Pier, Southsea
23 May 2023
(RF16 OWW, 37 WT)
CA Bruce Travel, Goole, Mercedes Benz Tourismo BA19 OWW in Brighton this afternoon, 29th March, 2023. It spent its first two years as a Mercedes Benz demonstrator.
Transport UK London Bus ADL Enviro400 MMC 2528 (YX15 OWW) at Vauxhall, operating on a 344 service to Clapham Junction.
So when I started this project six months ago, I told myself I wouldn't take this shot. It turns out I was wrong... but I feel like I'm justified in doing so. I forgive myself.
It was a lazy winter morning, a bit before nine-thirty, and I seemed to be the only one awake. I had woken up about an hour ago, taken some pictures in the sunshine, and scanned some things onto the family computer. I was waiting for the scanner to finish with a high-resolution scan of a sketchbook page—and since it was taking a while, I thought I'd make some breakfast.
I was planning on a bowl of cereal, but I also wanted a toasted sandwich. The bread was toasted and buttered; I had the turkey and the sprouts and tomato sitting on the counter. But, I wanted cream cheese. (Specifically, I wanted cream cheese with basil and chives mixed in; said items were also on the counter.)
"Ho hum," I said to myself. "I'll just get the cream cheese out of the fridge." I opened the fridge door—
AND SUDDENLY MY FACE WAS ON FIRE.
...Well, not actually true. I opened the fridge, and something fell to the ground. At the same time, something cool and wet splashed into my eye. I was surprised; I took a step back from the fridge.
On the ground lay a lidless bottle of Tabasco sauce.
And now my face was on fire.
In some terribly unlucky series of events, the Tabasco sauce had somehow fallen off of its shelf and—I'm still not sure how this happened—spilled or splashed a considerable portion of its contents into my eye.
It was incredibly painful.
Through some reflex carefully developed from years of reading warning labels with instructions on what to do "if contact with eyes occurs," I stuck my head in the sink and "flushed thoroughly with water." But it didn't really seem to help. I entertained thoughts of blindness, and I remember wondering if I should be flushing my eyes with milk, instead ( because isn't that supposed to help with spicy stuff?)
Oh. Also, I started yelling, with some considerable distress, for help.
My brother and sister showed up, and asked what they should do to help. I clearly had no idea, and suggested that they "think of something clever." I might have been laughing hysterically at the time.
By this point I realised that I could still see, and while my eye (and cheek, where some sauce had also spilled) was burning, it was no longer as mind-searingly painful as it had been originally.
My sister got me a cold washcloth to hold next to my eye, and when that one was stained orange with Tabasco (I'm serious), she got me another one.
This photo was taken about forty-five minutes later... still red, and still uncomfortable, but no longer in actual pain (and not nearly as bloodshot as it had been earlier.)
It's about two and a half hours later now, and the state of things is pretty much the same. I can still tell that I dumped Tabasco in my eye, and it's still unpleasant... but other than that, eh.
So, yeah. That was my morning! In conclusion: Ow.
Oww… My achin’ head… I swear if I get electrocuted one more time-!
-Spider-Pip notices the alarms going off-
Computer: “Intruder alert, intruder alert!”
Spider-Pip: “Hey, what's going on?!”
Doom: “It appears you have a would-be savior.”
Someone came to rescue me! Wait? Who? Who even knows I'm here?
-As if on cue, there's a loud clatter and, standing in a gaping hole where the wall used to be, is Spider-Pip’s rescuer-
“Mr. Titan-Tastic, here to save the day!”
Mr. Titan-Tastic? As in Jonathan Titansi, head of Titansi Empires?! Also, you know, super-stretchy superhero.
Doom: “You are not welcome here, old friend.”
-Doom fires at Mr. Titan-Tastic with repulsor blasts from his hand but Mr. Titan-Tastic is too quick and bends his body around the shots-
Mr. Titan-Tastic: “Yeah, I kind of caught on to that, what with all the lasers and Doom-dogs.”
Science-defying powers and quick-wit, I'm liking this guy already.
Mr. Titan-Tastic: “Now, to get what I'm came for.”
-Not wasting any time Mr. Titan-Tastic stretches his arm beyond normal human limits towards Spider-Pip’s cage while his fist grows to the size of a mini-fridge-
Spider-Pip: “Gah! Wait!”
-Spider-Pip closes his eyes and covers his head-
*KRSHH*
-He opens one eye to see his cage in pieces around him-
Spider-Pip: “Oh.”
Mr. Titan-Tastic: “C’mon! There's no time to waste.”
-Mr. Titan-Tastic grabs Spider-Pip in one huge hand and dashes out of the room-
Doom: “Finally, I had no idea what to do with that insufferable Spider-twit. What better excuse than a rescue to get him out of my hair? But if I let them get away that easily my reputation could be tarnished… Good thing there is still more up my proverbial sleeve.”
-Doom rapidly types on his keyboard some more. A wall panel behind him slides away revealing a small dark room-
Doom: “Doom-Bot, apprehend intruders Spider-Pip and Mr. Titan-Tastic.”
Doom-Bot: “WITH PLEASURE.”
Uh-oh, why is my spider-sense tingling?
"Someone call an ambulance!" I yell out, but it falls on deaf ears, as everyone runs away in a mass panic.
Uh oh, it looks like I've made the poor little spider mad! Goblin says in a mocking tone, as he throws pumpkins at me. Webbing them all up, I quickly throw them into the air, to which the pumpkins explode just seconds later. Grabbing a knife from its sheath, Goblin lunges, trying to stab me. I stumble in trying to dodge him, but it's enough that the knife goes over my head.
"You know Halloween was a month ago right? Which means you can put those pumpkins away!" I notice myself putting pressure on my left foot more often than my right. Webbing his feet, I bring him overhead, and slam him down in front of me.
So I guess it's too late to ask for some of your blood? Goblin wheezes upon getting up. I feel my spider sense tingling, as his glider comes from behind me, trying to skewer me. I leap onto the glider, while it's on auto pilot.
"Why? So you can make a clone army of me? Yeah, thanks, but no thanks." After a couple of seconds of silence, I speak up once more.
"Do you even have a license to fly this thing?" I lean forward, trying to maneuver the glider. When that doesn't work, I jump off, before the glider collides with an abandoned taxi. I swing over to Marla Jameson, and feel for any sign of life, but all I feel is cold skin, devoid of any life. I can feel my spider sense going off, so I'm able to avoid Goblin's knife, and go to roundhouse kick him. Goblin ducks, and injects a needle into my left arm, draining blood.
Awh man, my glider!! Ah well, at least I have what I came for. Thanks! The Goblin smirks, before he presses a button on his belt. Seconds later, a broom arrives, and he climbs on.
"You're not getting away that easily!" I yell, before attaching a webline to the back on the broom as it lifts off the ground. This is going to be a bumpy ride, I can already tell. All of the sudden my phone rings, and it's Harry.
"Hold up a second, I gotta take this." I say to Goblin, before picking up the phone with my open hand. Oww, hurts to hold on to the webline with just one hand.
Harry: "Peter, hey man. I heard you're doing better.. Congratz man! Sorry for not visiting, but I've been- busy."
"Thanks man. That's totally understandable. It's all good. Everything going okay with you?"
"As good as things could be now. I'll be okay, at least for now. Hey, you busy? It would be nice to hangout with someone other than Bart Hamilton." Makes sense, he has spent lots of time with Dr. Hamilton recently, working through the accident.
"I'd love to! Unfortunately I made some other plans, but rain check?"
"Yeah... Sure. Where are you anyway? Hearing some strange noises."
"Oh this? I'm just watching an action movie. Lots of explosions. Not Michael Bay level, but pretty close."
"Guess I'll leave you to it then.. See you later Pete." You can feel his disappointment, and sadness through the phone. I feel bad, I really do. But I kind of have bigger problems now. One with goblin like features. I hang up, and focus on the fight ahead of me.
Ignoring me already? How rude. Guess I'll just have to do more damage then. With his open hand, he starts throwing pumpkin bombs at the streets below, as we enter the city. Letting go, in free fall, I start swinging, following Goblin, while also taking care of the bombs, throwing them back at Goblin. The broom's surprisingly slow though, as I'm able to keep up with it, all things considered.
This thing hasn't worked quite the same since that kid Jack O Lantern took it out for a spin. Can't go any faster unfortunately! This is the first time I have seen Goblin angry
One of the pumpkin bombs explodes right underneath Goblin, which is enough to send the broom, along with Goblin, crashing through a window, into a building. I swing through the opening in the window, and notice Goblin get off the broom just in time, and rolls out-of-the-way. Getting up, he sprints to a painting, and places his palm on the right side of it. Part of the wall slides open, and he enters. I web zip myself inside the secret room, just as the opening's about to close. Inside is an arsenal of pumpkin bombs, along with gliders, and other gadgets. Looks like there's a few alternate suits, one of which looks oddly familiar from the many DND sessions I've played with Harry. Guess it makes sense for someone calling themselves Goblin though. Seems my groaning made too much noise, as the Goblin turns around to face me.
Got in at the last second I see! You know, we could've avoided this mess if you had been more cooperative. But alas, you weren't, and here we are. I had hoped that we could be friends eventually, maybe even leading to us taking over as the Kingpins of New York City, but you for some reason always have to end up playing the hero. He throws a pumpkin bomb at me, which is filled with smoke. Trying to find my way to him through the smoke, I feel my spider sense go off, but it's too late, as I get punched and kicked various amount of times before I'm able to webzip myself to the other side of the room.
The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water-spout. Down came the Goblin, and took the spider out!! The Goblin sings, as the smoke starts to clear.
"I'm pretty sure that's not how it goes!" It's still hard to see where it is, but with him singing, it's fairly easy to figure out where he is. I try to keep on the move, getting in hits when I can, using my webs to get distance from him. As I swing away, he grabs something from his pouch, and throws it. Within seconds, my weblines cut, and I go crashing into the wall. Goblin walks over to me, as I'm struggling to stand up.
Time to learn who you truly are. The man behind this mask. Within seconds, my mask is pulled off, my identity exposed to the Goblin. He takes a few steps back, as I can see the shock on his face.
P-a Parker??! The voice sounds different, even though it's still coming from Goblin.
Of course... How did I not see this before? I mean, it's so obvious. That day at Oscorp, when you were bitten by that spider. That's how it all began.
Peter Parker, you have to finish this. Before I- he hurts more people. I know it's not your fault for what happened to Harry, you did the best you could, given the situation. Please, don't tell Harry about this. He always saw the best in me, and I don't want him to spend the rest of his days hating me. I just needed a cure, for all this madness to end. Take care of him okay? Make sure he doesn't end up like me.
ENOUGH! It's time you go back into your cage Norman. You never did have what it takes. The Goblin fights with himself, moving closer to the opposite wall.
"How is this even possible? You put a bounty, on your-" I pause mid sentence, before the realization settles in. "Project Chameleon.."
Phew.. Here I was, worried you were an idiot. In a world full of gods and monsters with superhuman abilities, you really think changing ones appearance is that difficult? He was happy to cooperate, given the right motivation. Anyways, that's enough of that. My spider sense starts to tingle. I turn my head, to notice one of his gliders flying towards me. I'm able to flip over it, but doing so results in Norman getting impaled by his own glider. The green from his skin fades, and sure enough, it's Norman Osborn. The man I saw as a third father of sorts, at least when he wasn't doing secret experiments at Oscorp.
"You? Of all the people it could've been, it was you.. My best friend. You're Spider-Man. You lied to me!" A voice says. I turn around to notice the entrance to the room open wide, with Harry sitting there, in his wheelchair.
"Look, Harry, I can explain everything."
"GET OUT!" Harry yells, interrupting me before I can say anything more. Harry moves to his father's side, as I leave the room. The fights won, but at what cost? First Uncle Ben, then Marla Jameson, and finally Norman Osborn. People keep dying, because of me. Now Harry knows I'm Spider-Man, and will probably never talk to me ever again. Battered, and bruised, with tears throughout my costume, I make my way home. Felicia's going to be so pissed that the costume got ruined already. I don't know how much of this I can take. Honestly, it may be better to hang up the tights. Never be Spider-Man again. At least that way, I wouldn't lose the relationships that matter the most to me. New York's got enough heroes as it is.. It doesn't need a Spider-Man anymore.
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Yes, after half a year hearing the grumbeling of a certain person I finally finished my first diesel! to push away broken down steam trains ;-)
the model is based on the NS 2233 from the 2200 series build after the second world war to replace the last dutch steam locomotives for the freight services in the 50's
The design was based on diesellocomotives designed by Baldwin locomotive works with electrical equipment from westinghouse. The locomotives where build By Allan and Hemaf here in The Nethelands.
My model is build in 1:45 scale, is powered by 2 trainmotors, PF receiver and a battery box. the plan is to build a second one before Schkeuditz in the NS grey yellow livery so they can drive in doubletraction.
Earth 326269
He's after me, and I don't even know why. I was just minding my own business, doing a few errands for mister Stark, when this man started to attack me. Thankfully, I always have my armor on hand, for situations like this. So now, he's chasing me throughout Manhattan. My repulsor beams aren't really doing much, as he's dodging them quite easily, almost as if he can see them coming before I even fire them. He's close, running on the rooftop that's to my right. As I'm so concentrated on avoiding billboard signs, and maneuvering, I don't notice him draw his spear. Seconds later I feel myself spiraling downwards, crashing into the roof of a nearby convenience store.
"Oww.. What do you want from me? Pretty sure I don't know you." But it's of no use, as the man stays silent, staying close to the shadows. Though there's something about his movements that feels familiar. Can't quite place it, but it's there. With one quick movement, he grabs a knife from his holster, and stabs my arm, before rolling out of the way of my repulsor beams. My repulsor ends up hitting him once, which sends him back a few feet. I'm used to fighting against more technology based villains, not this. He seems to be way more experienced than I am, which means this fight won't end well for me. Seconds later, I can feel the knife being plunged into my heart. I feel my strength fading, as the blood oozes out of the newly made hole.
"One down, only thousands more left to hunt.." The man says quietly, as I can clearly see his face for the first time. It's me, only if I were way older. But how is that even possible? There's only one Earth...
The man disappears moments later, before another, dressed in reds and blues, with some sort of spider emblem on his chest, lands on the rooftop, and runs to my side.
"No no no! I was too late.. Who did this to you?" With the little strength I have left, I press the button on my helmet to open my visor.
"The Hunter... C-ome f-r- us.. Mr. Stark, I don't feel so good..." I say with my last breath, sputtering blood all over the rooftop, before collapsing, my life flashing before my eyes. I'm sorry I failed you Tony. I wish I could've been a better hero for you, and the city. Turns out, I was pretty useless after all. You were the uncle I never had. No, the father I never had... I'll never be able to thank you, for all that you've given me, and for that, I'm sorry. There it is, the light, at the end of the tunnel.
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Elsewhere in the vast Multiverse
"He's turned on his own." My brother, Daemos says, stating the obvious.
"It was obvious it would happen, though, I didn't give him much of a choice. Our brothers and sisters would've killed him on the spot, but I saw an opportunity. An ally. Better to have him with us, than against us. For now, at least."
"Bora, Brix, and the others are getting restless brother.. Their hunger grows, and soon, they won't be able to contain it."
"Don't worry Daemos. While our Hunter here wasn't supposed to kill the boy, I have faith that he'll bring the rest of them to us. Then, we will have the feast of all feasts.
Stagecoach Cumbria and North Lancashire 11571 (YX23OWW), 2023 ADL E400MMC H41/28F, one of nine top spec new vehicles (nos 11571–11579) delivered in March 2023 for The Lakes Connection 555 Lancaster to Keswick route operated from Kendal depot.
BV17CTK is Stagecoach 13803, 2017 Volvo B5TL/Wright Gemini 3 PO53/27F.
Grasmere, 30/4/23.
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Neil F.
West Riding 762 was painted in traditional West Riding livery in 1979 to commemorate the company's 75th anniversary. Seen in Castleford Bus Station on service 185 to Goole, it is a Bristol VRT/SL3/6LX with Eastern Coach Works bodywork, new in 1976.
In later years it moved to United (no. 566) before returning to West Yorkshire with Taylor, Morley (no. 4).
Lothian E400XLB 1081 at Central depot
Vehicle Details
Operator: Lothian
Fleet Details: 1081
Registration: SJ19 OWW
Vehicle Type: Volvo B8L, ADL Enviro400 XLB
Atrasado, mas celebrar o amor nunca é demais!! <3
Oww saudades de entrar aqui com mais calma, ver as galerias maravilhosas e comentar.
O facebook acaba sendo uma fonte mais rápida de informação e contato, mais conveniente em alguns momentos.
Acabei criando um perfil só p/ assuntos de dolls, estava complicado conciliar o perfil profissional com o hobby.
Quem quiser add seria um prazer, adoro conversar sobre dolls. Bjins e boa madrugada!! :D
Hii. This outfit was blogged by Aline Passiflora, deets:
fabfree.wordpress.com/2022/10/25/midnight-snack-2/
You KNOW me, if I have time...must look around. L@@K what I found in nearby shop called Banana Peel! Cute Critter and UIF alert! This entire FORMER gacha collection called Guinea Piggies Fatpack L$100. Its a static and wiggly decor set aaaaaaaand you know I was going to try and wear one, right? LOL.
Check out all the nearby shops while I try to keep my outfit from melting, and the Critter from nibbling on my head lure.
"Oww, not the ears either!!"
Huggles from Peaches
Visit this location at -MOON AMORE - BONBON -ELIAVAH- BANANA PEEL -NINETY- HARANA- in Second Life
Pictured in Blackpool's Gynn Square is BA19 OWW, a Mercedes-Benz Tourismo M/3 C51Ft coach in the fleet of Bruce (CAB Executive Travel), Goole, East Yorkshire. It was new as a Demonstrator to Evobus, Coventry (Q) in June 2019, passing to Carl Bruce in October 2021.
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Oww minha menininha sendo fofa!!
Ela adora as minilalas, está se divertindo com a minha coleção rsrsrs, ainda tiro uma foto com todas reunidas.
E na correria de fim de ano não canso de mimar minhas dolls, estou ansiosa p/ chegar os feriados e tirar muitas fotos, tb aproveitar p/ fazer a tag nova. ^^
Bjins e boa semana p/ todos!!