Lipstick Answers

1. If being chased through town, you can usually take cover in a passing St Patrick’s Day parade – at any time of the year.
2. All beds have special L-shaped top sheets that reach up to armpit level on a woman but only waist level on the man lying beside her.
3. All grocery shopping bags contain at least one stick of French bread.
4. Once applied, lipstick will never rub off – even while scuba diving.
5. The ventilation system of any building is a perfect hiding place. No one will ever think of looking for you in there & you can travel to any other part of the building without difficulty.
6. Should you wish to pass yourself off as a German officer, it will not be necessary to speak the language. A German accent will do.
7. The Eiffel Tower can be seen from any window of any building in Paris.
8. A man will show no pain while taking the most ferocious beating but will wince when a woman tries to clean his wounds.
9. When paying for a taxi, never look at your wallet as you take out a note – just grab one at random & hand it over. It will always be the exact fare.
10. If you lose a hand, it will cause the stump of your arm to grow by 15cm.
11. Mothers routinely cook eggs, bacon & waffles for their family every morning, even though the husband & children never have time to eat them.
12. Cars & trucks that crash will almost always burst into flames.
13. A single match will be sufficient to light up a room the size of a football stadium.
14. Medieval peasants had perfect teeth.
15. All single women have a cat.
16. Any person waking from a nightmare will sit bolt upright & pant.
17. One man shooting at 20 men has a better chance of killing them all than 20 men firing at one.
18. Creepy music coming from a graveyard should always be closely investigated.
19. Most people keep a scrapbook of newspaper cuttings – especially if any of their family or friends has died in a strange boating accident.
20. It does not matter if you are heavily outnumbered in a fight involved martial arts – your enemies will wait patiently to attack you one by one by dancing around in a threatening manner until you have knocked out their predecessor.
21. During a very emotional confrontation, instead of facing the person you are speaking to, it is customary to stand behind them & talk to their back.
22. When you turn out the light to go to bed, everything in your room will still be clearly visible, just slightly bluish.
23. Dogs always know who’s bad & will naturally bark at them.
24. When they are alone, all foreigners prefer to speak English to each other.
25. Rather than wasting bullets, megalomaniacs prefer to kill their arch-enemies using complicated machinery involving fuses, pulley systems, deadly gases, lasers & man eating sharks that will allow their captives at least 20 minutes to escape.
26. Having a job of any kind will make all fathers forget their son’s eighth birthday.
27. Many musical instruments – especially wind instruments & accordions – can be played without moving the fingers.
28. All bombs are fitted with electronic timing devices with large red readouts so you know exactly when they’re going to go off.
29. It is always possible to park directly outside the building you are visiting.
30. A detective can only solve a case once he has been suspended from duty.
31. If you decide to start dancing in the street, everyone you bump into will know all the steps.

it depends on your skin tone too, but I would use like a berry color or a dark pink color

IT HAS A STORY
I don’t have to know where you came from
The whore frosted the grass with her icy fingers
twisting the ends to match her simper
I just wanted to spit in her ashes
The light angled on her face, beauty
in the shadows, stunning really
The tilted hotel room lamp offered
no light. Putting on my bra,
I realized it was hers
It didn’t fit
nothing fits
this night, the martinis, the sour office smell left on my blouse,
the new pumps, this new pump
nothing fits
“Ya wanna hit?”
Oh, I want to hit, hit this city that does this to us
plucks our buds & burns us to cinders
blocking, always blocking
Smoothing my skirt, & the issue
I light another cigarette,
no mauve stain
on the end this time
spent that already -
nothing fits
“Where are you from? You seem familiar. You from Chipsbury?”
Stuffing the pack of cigarettes in my pocketbook
re-dressing my lips, fingers through hair, I grab my keys.
A low lighted look into the black lacquer framed mirror,
cold, folded green
left on the nightstand,
I spend my lipstick
one last time,
her forehead, so smooth.
“I’m a Charlatan”
Another piece falls as I gently close the door.
This whore frosted the night with her glare.
Nothing fits

‘Luelle, over here!’ my best friend Angel shouted from somewhere in the busy school rush, waving her arms madly so I could spot her. Sure enough, I saw her pretty brunette head bob up a few times, & so I pushed my way through the crowd towards her. Before I could reach her, though, I was stopped by Alan Tennwick, that geek.
‘Oi, Lu-babes,’ Tennwick leered, a lustful glint in his eye. ‘Johnson said he fancies having a slap at your peachy ***.’
Disgusted, I flipped Tennwick the finger & worked my way through the mass of students to Angel, who was waiting on the other side. I noticed she had rolled up her regulation black pleated school skirt twice, that she had applied wine red lipgloss & dark brown mascara, & that she was beaming from ear to ear. I said happily, ‘Hey hun, what’s got you up dressed so nice? Want to impress a guy on the way home so you can ditch me?’ I teased her & her face flushed slightly.
‘No, no guY,’ she smiled, looking away to something & twiddling her glossy, naturally curly chestnut hair in her fingers. ‘Shall we get going then? We could go to yours – you have the biggest clothes collection I’ve ever seen, after all!’ She laughed & so did I – my ebony wardrobe was absolutely huge, & I still had designer bags with lots of clothes in shoved next to it!
‘Okay,’ I smiled, & shrugged my school bag back on my shoulder. We weaved our way through the students & out of those school gates for the weekend! I couldn’t wait. We had planned to go to the local pub to start off with, & then move on to the hottest night club in the city, Escapades, partying until four in the morning or later!
It was both our sixteenth birthdays, after all, & we sure could pass for eighteen! We looked like eighteen year olds, anyway. Angel was a tall brunette with tanned skin & grey eyes which I did adore actually. I was a slightly shorter, but still tall, natural platinum blonde with honey-brown eyes. We both had slim figures, but still had curves in the right places.
When we approached my new car, a sleek & sexy obsidian Lamborghini Murcielago, I flicked the switch for the car to unlock & it did so perfectly. I slid into the driver’s seat & Angel clambered in next to me, sighing at the feel of the comfortable lush seats. My dad had bought me this car for my birthday – it had cost over two hundred thousand pounds, but he could certainly afford that & it was so worth it.
Swiftly I started up the engine & soon we were rocketing up the motorway, driving at an extremely fast pace towards my family mansion, just outside Wiltshire, where my school, Dane Hall Secondary School (a mixed private school), resided. I & Angel kept up a friendly banter all the way, & when we reached my house, Angel gasped slightly like she always does. She may have an extravagant house, but my dad makes bloody loads. I often wonder how, but he never really tells us, & if he does, it’s so vague I can’t decipher a true answer.
Soon, we were walking through the extravagantly decorated hallway that led towards my bedroom, & I pushed open the beautifully made ebony double doors. I & Angel both had already kicked off our high heeled black school shoes around eight or nine corridors ago, so we just flopped on the extremely comfortable bed & relaxed for a minute.
Then Angel sat up & a gleeful smile spread across her face. ‘Now, Luelle, let’s raid your wardrobe.’
Three hours later, I & Angel were dressed up to the nines, looking quite sexy if I say so myself. I was wearing a tight black corset dress which was decorated by really cute blood red ribbon ties. It reached just past the middle of my alabaster thighs & skimmed my pert bum! I had my hair in a half up & half down style, with the two ponytails tied with a blood scarlet ribbon & the rest of my luminescent, shimmering blonde hair cascading down my back. With this I was wearing horizontally striped long socks which went roughly to my knees & were slightly different lengths – the stripes were black & blood red & had a red ribbon on each. With all this I wore my trusty old Converse & a touch of wine red lipstick.
Ever a fashion icon, Angel had decided to wear my cute gothic lolita black & aqua dress. It had a beautiful corset top but it went out for the skirt; a bit like a Fifties skirt. She also wore striped long socks – the same as mine except they were the black & turquoise version. She wore black & white Sketchers on her dainty feet & had applied wet-look mascara, clear shimmering lipgloss & a touch of liquid eyeliner, setting off the look. She even slid in a cute little turquoise star clip which seemed to sparkle beautifully!
Angel looked at me, winked, & said, ‘Okay, let’s go already, Lu!’ Identical grins spread across our beautifully made up faces & we sprinted through the many

It’s been bugging me since I’ve heard guys say that the girl they kissed with has a flavor o.O I mean they say it like ” You taste like vanilla.” or ” Taste like strawberries.”
I was thinking that maybe it’s just their lipstick or lipgloss. What do you guys (or girls, if this somehow applies to girls) think?

my lips are crazyily chapped & now red & disgusting. what should i put on them?!
before bed, i apply vaseline like people say to do, but when i waske up in the mornings, my lips feel like a dry greasy piece of meet & they seem worse!!!
what do i do??!!! chapstick makes my lips look redder & so does vaseline! i dont wear lipstick & dont want to start!!!
PLEASE HELP!

man: clean up himself, wears deodorant, sprays some perfume, put on his suit & knot his necktie, put his wallet, cellphone & business cards in his pockets, have some breakfast & go to work.
woman: clean up herself (without forgetting the scrub cream), put on her best bathrobe, dry up her long hair, wears deodorant, apply some lotion, sprays perfume, powder her face, wears blusher, eyeliners, eyeshadows, lipstick or at least lip gloss, put on her suit, oh the top doesn’t match the bottom — ok change again, oh she had worn this style for few times, they might remember it — & change again, ouch the pencil skirt is too hard to walk with — change again, now this might be fine. then, carries her handbag, have breakfast & go to work.
other than skills. women also have to look good so that they can meet people well. while men; just clean & tidy, plain formal shirt & black pants with good communication skills will just do.
so…this is equal huh?

before i was having short hair but now its my vacation so i grew it & my mom also gave me permission.but sometimes i feel very hot so i put a clip anyhow in my room by hidding.but sometimes my mom ties me ponytail or braid it but i fell shy so i remove it emigetly & goes to my room lock the door & bring some of my sister’s things like rubber band,ribbon,hairband & many hair clips & i sit near mirror & tie myself ponytail put ribbon,clips etc & sometimes even i wear my sister or my mom’s clothes like dress,skirt,sarees,slaks,lipsticks,eyeli… some makeups.i fell little girlish when i do this things but how can i tell my mom that i fell girlish due to this things.even i like to wear pink skirts & tops now.if she allow me to be a girl for sometime shoud i be girl outside also or in home its my vacatoin so then i have to go to school & stop this things even i have cut my hairs.if i will not cut my hair teachers will tie me ponytails/pigtails/braids etc & make me aplly her lipstik & take to other classes & to principal.help me what shoud i do ???

People with Herpes are infected with an incurable disease. Since this disease is passed by sexual relations (an act of human nature) these herpes infested people are a threat to our society. Why can’t we remove the infested ones, & eventually after they all die off, we will no longer be threatened by such a disgusting disease. Hell, oral herpes is so contagious an infected person can simply infect a normal person if their silverware is not properly sterilized in a restaurant. An infected person’s trash is also a risk to others, & of course their lipsticks, toothbrushes, drinking straws & cups too. So, why can’t we seperate them?

Denounce the Devil ****
The priest was preparing a man for his long day’s journey into night. Whispering firmly, the priest said, “Denounce the devil! Let him know how little you think of his evil!”
The dying man said nothing. The priest repeated his order. Still the dying man said nothing. The priest asked, “Why do you refuse to denounce the devil & his evil?”
The dying man said, “Until I know where I’m heading, I don’t think I ought to aggravate anybody.”
A Drunk Man & the Priest ****
A drunk man who smelled like beer sat down on a subway seat next to a priest. The man’s tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, & a half empty bottle of gin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket. He opened his newspaper & began reading.
After a few minutes the man turned to the priest & asked, “Say, Father, what causes arthritis?”
“My Son, it’s caused by loose living, too much alcohol, & a contempt for your fellow man.”
“Well, I’ll be,” the drunk muttered, returning to his paper.
The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged the man & apologized. “I’m very sorry. I didn’t mean to come on so strong. How long have you had arthritis?”
“I don’t have it, Father. I was just reading here that the Pope does”.

I have an 11 year old daughter who is in 6th grade. What makeup should I let her wear? As in- blush, lipstick/lipgloss, eyeliner, mascara, eyeshadow etc. I can tell she wants to wear most, & should I also teach her how to apply the ones she is allowed to wear? Thank you so much!

I am going to a party & i was wondering what I should wear (make-up) to a party tomorrow night. I have brown hair & brown eyes so what color eye-shadow should i wear & if I should have a dark or light lipstick. The party is kind of a casual party.

A man who smelled like a distillery flopped on a subway seat next to a priest.
The man’s tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, & a half empty bottle of gin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket.
He opened his newspaper & began reading. After a few minutes, the disheveled guy turned to the priest & asked, “Say, father, what causes arthritis?”
“Mister, it’s caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol & a contempt for your fellow man.”
“Well I’ll be.” the drunk muttered, returning to his paper.
The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged the man & apologized. “I’m very sorry. I didn’t mean to come on so strong. How long did you have arthritis?”
“I don’t have it father. I was just reading here that the Pope does.”

Here is a copy/paste of an article from blogspot.com…
“(From Blogspot:)
Saturday, September 13
Clarion Fund Puts Lipstick on Terrorism Pig Documentary
Who is the “Clarion Fund” & why is it paying for placing 28 million copies of “Obsession: Radical Islam’s War Against the West” DVD’s in swing state newspapers?
The Clarion Fund, who’s website only identifies the group as “a 501(c)(3) organization. We are independent & do not accept funding from the U.S. Government, political institutions, or foreign organizations.” It does not identify who it’s board of directors are, but says it’s “mission is to educate Americans about issues of national security.” Their focus “is on the most urgent threat of radical Islam. By utilizing the following three mediums, Clarion Fund is helping Americans understand that the mainstream media is not adequately conveying the reality of radical Islam.”
Through some web digging, I was able to identify three players, Raphael Shore who is a Canadian citizen who is the producer/co-writer of the film & founder of the Clarion Fund, Wayne Kopping, a South African national, the director & co-writer & Gregory Ross, who is the communications director of this New York based non-profit group. Ross was “originally from Los Angeles & have lived overseas for many years. I moved back to LA from New York after 9-11, & a stint on Wall Street, & started working in the Hollywood Entertainment community.” Ross does not disclose how the film was produced, but is quoted as saying “The film was financed by a concerned citizen who has a long standing relationship with our organization. The cost was under $500k & it took over a year to complete.” Something about this group doesn’t pass the smell test, particularly when no information is available about its donors & board of directors.
Maybe most concerning about this film is that, according to Ross “I know that the U.S. Department of the Navy uses the film & that it has also been shown on Capitol Hill on many occasions in order to education politicians. We have also screened it at countless universities & colleges. However we are unsure as to if it is being used in their curriculums � we certainly hope it is.”
By law, 501(c)(3) organizations are not permitted to engage in political activity, endorse or oppose political candidates, or donate money or time to political campaigns, so it was surprising to learn that there was an article on the group’s new Web site, www.radicalislam.org, that backed Republican presidential candidate John McCain. The article discussed both candidates & concludes:
“McCain’s policies seek to confront radical Islamic extremism & terrorism & roll it back while [Barack] Obama’s, although intending to do the same, could in fact make the situation facing the West even worse.”
According to Clarion Fund director of communications Gregory Ross, the article “crossed the line” & was removed.
Gregory Ross also said in an interview with Frontpage magazine, a right-wing online publication, “we are just a few weeks from completing our next documentary, �The Third Jihad� – though it is not a sequel. This new film will take a look at radical Islam�s activities here in the U.S. We should be releasing the film in early October. So stay tuned.”
Stay tuned indeed, as this group tries to scare voters with their own form of psychological terrorism.
Posted by Gark at Saturday, September 13, 2008
Labels: Clarion Fund, Dirty Politics ”
Regarding “The 3rd Jihad”,I have to wonder how this group could possibly know about “radical Islam’s” activities in the U.S., in that all such information is classified with a high-level security rating (don’t ask me how I know), & no one outside of the White House is being told anything. Hmmm…
Well, if you do get this, consider the source before you make judgements as to whether or not it’s just another piece of propaganda from the Conservative party.

Hey!
So, I’ve been using makeup since the fifth grade, but only ever eyeliner. But lately I’ve wanted to branch out more & use bronzer, blush, eye shadows, lipstick, etc. Do you have any suggestions on colors or tips on applying this stuff I could use?
I think brown would go best, but I’m not sure. I noticed when I switched to brown eyeliner, it didn’t make my eyes look so small.
Pics just in case – http://img252.imageshack.us/i/abercrombi…http://img252.imageshack.us/i/hahag.jpg/http://img213.imageshack.us/i/alien2.jpg…
Not the best pics, just enough to get the general idea. My eyes are normally green, but they change depending on my mood. So sometimes they’re kinda blue, sometimes green, & sometimes a really dark, deep color, almost like black.
Would brown eyeshadow be my best bet here? If not, what? How can I enhance my looks to be beneficial to myself?
Thanks <33

I’m biracial & have a medium tan that leans towards a lighter Spanish tint-look. I’m just getting into that phase of womanhood where I’d like to learn how to apply facial makeup like foundation & stuff without looking creepy. I know how to use lipstick, lipgloss, & eye & lip liner. It’s the whole facial coverage thing that gets me. I get too freaked when the Macy’s girls make you look scary, so I’m trying my luck here. Should I use a powder, mousse, whipped, or a liquid? Personally, I like what’s practical & the least messy, fastest & easiest to apply. And should I worry about concealer at twenty years old? Any help? Thanks. -M.

I’m so white. & My skin used to look much better & healthier before I started to sleep late & eat too much fats. Now I’m going to start a diet & TRY to sleep early, I know eating & sleeping play a factor but how can I keep it flawless? I’m starting to use makeup lately, I hate that though I love makeup, I love natural looks! I try to get a natural look by applying foundation & powder. I’m 16 & I’ve never used anything except lipstick/gloss, eyeliner under my eyes, & mascara.
What should I do?
Btw I use neutrogina 2 in 1, the mask & scrub. I find it so effective, cuz usualy I’d develope lots of acne due to the food I eat, but since months & I don’t see much acne. But what I really hate are the blemishes & dark spots around my eyes.
Thankiess <3

I’ve been having trouble with my teeth a lot lately- my wisdom teeth have come in & they’ve gotten infected a couple times.
Anyway, when I bite down sometimes, I bite down on the inside of my cheek, & it hurts when I bite down, because I’m biting down on the inside skin of my cheek. Well, I bit down yesterday, & afterward, I looked in the mirror, & saw this, white/pink/flesh/skin tone dot thing where I’d bitten down. I looked today, & it’s still there.
And when I look at my molars, particularly the one on the bottom left (because that was the one that recently got infected) the dot thing looks like it’s connected to the flap of skin over the molar-the dot thing is on the inside of my cheek, but there’s like, a vein thing or flap of skin that runs from the dot to the flap of skin over my molar.
I’m pretty sure it’s not Gonorrhea or Syphilis, or any other STD because I’ve only been kissed once (it was a dry kiss, I wore lipstick, my lips were puckered, there was NO tongue, & afterward, I asked the guy who kissed me- my costar- if he had any STDs, & he said no- he was VERY honest with me), & I looked up both, & it said that sores like that would hurt. I haven’t been checked for those STDs yet, but I’ve a virgin (in every sense of the word), & I’m starting to wonder if the dot has anything to do with my back molars.
If it is my molar, I’ll have to get them removed, & I really don’t want to have them removed.
With all the problems involving my teeth, could the dot be due to my molar having gotten infected? Or something else?

A very, very drunk man flops onto a bus seat next to a priest. His tie is stained, his face is plastered with lipstick & a half-empty bottle of gin is sticking out of his trouser pocket. He opens his newspaper & starts reading, but after a few minutes turns to the priest & asks, “Hey Father, do you have any idea what cause arthritis?”
“Yes,” the priest replies sternly, “it’s caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, drinking too much alcohol & having complete contempt for your fellow man.”
“Well, I’ll be damned,” the drunk mutters, & returns to his paper.
The bus carries on its way, & a few minutes later the priest, feeling guilty about what he has just said, nudges the man & apologises to him.
“I’m very sorry,” says the holy man. “I didn’t mean to come on so strong. It was mean-spirited & inconsiderate of me. How long have you been suffering from arthritis?”
“I haven’t,” says the drunk. “I was just reading here that the Pope has.”

A very, very drunk man flops onto a bus seat next to a priest. His tie is stained, his face is plastered with lipstick & a half-empty bottle of gin is sticking out of his trouser pocket. He opens his newspaper & starts reading, but after a few minutes turns to the priest & asks, “Hey Father, do you have any idea what cause arthritis?”
“Yes,” the priest replies sternly, “it’s caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, drinking too much alcohol & having complete contempt for your fellow man.”
“Well, I’ll be damned,” the drunk mutters, & returns to his paper.
The bus carries on its way, & a few minutes later the priest, feeling guilty about what he has just said, nudges the man & apologises to him.
“I’m very sorry,” says the holy man. “I didn’t mean to come on so strong. It was mean-spirited & inconsiderate of me. How long have you been suffering from arthritis?”
“I haven’t,” says the drunk. “I was just reading here that the Pope has.”