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NBA Madness, the NBA’s interactive basketball lifestyle event, brings the fun and excitement of the league for fans of all ages via hoop games, dance performance and special appearances by NBA talent, NBA Madness Opening Ceremony, featuring special appearance of Jason Kapono, forward of the Toronto Raptors, please see it all in http://www.so-u.tv/playVideo.php?contestid=&id=4767

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T.I. Featuring Rihanna - Livin’ Your Life Lyric (Rihanna): You’re gonna be a shining star, and fancy cars, fancy car-ars. And then you’ll see, you’re gonna go far. Cause everyone knows, who you are-are. So live your life, ay ay ay. Instead of chasing that paper. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. You got no time for no inters. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. No telling where it’ll take you. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. Cause I’m a paper chaser. Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) (T.I.): Nevermind what haters say, ignore them ’til they fade away. Amazing they ungreat for after all the games I gave away. Safe to say I paved the way, for you can’t get paid today. You still be wasting days away, nah had I never saved the day. Consider them my protégé, how much I think they should pay. Instead of being gracious, they violated and made you wait. I never been a hater still I love them, yeah I graze the way. Some say they so yay and no they couldn’t even work on Labor day. It aint that they black or white, their hands of area in shades of grey. I’m West side anyway, even if I left the day it fades away. Some move away to make a way not move away cause they afraid. I’ll go back to the hood and all you ever did was hate away. I pray for patience but they make me want to face away. Like I once made them scream, now I could make them plead their case away. Been thuggin’ all my life, can’t say I don’t deserve to take a break. If you ever see me catch a case, and watch my future fade away. (Rihanna): You’re gonna be a shining star, and fancy cars, fancy car-ars. And then you’ll see, you’re gonna go far. Cause everyone knows, who you are-are. So live your life, ay ay ay. Instead of chasing that paper. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. You got no time for no inters. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. No telling where it’ll take you. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. Cause I’m a paper chaser. Just living my life. (T.I.): I’m the opposite of moderate, immaculately polished with the spirit of a hustler and the swagger of a college kid. Allergic to the counterfeit, impartial to the politics. Articulate but still would grab a nigga by the collar quick. Whoever had problems, they reckonsile they just holla ’til. If that don’t work and just fails, then turn around and follow ’til. I got love for the game but ay I’m not in love with all of it. I do without the fame and the rappers nowadays are comedy. The hootin’ and the hollerin’, back and forth with the argueing. Where you from, who you know, what you make and what kind of car you in. Seems as though you lost sight of whats important with the positive. And checks until your bank account, and you’re about poverted. Your values is a disarrayed, prioritized are horribly. Unhappy with the riches cause you pis-pone morraly. Ignoring all prior advice and fore warning. And we might be full of ourselves all of a sudden aren’t we? (Rihanna): You’re gonna be a shining star, and fancy cars, fancy car-ars. And then you’ll see, you’re gonna go far. Cause everyone knows, who you are-are. So live your life, ay ay ay. Instead of chasing that paper. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. You got no time for no inters. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. No telling where it’ll take you. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. Cause I’m a paper chaser. Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) So live your life.

[Tshawe Baqwa] Oooooh Put your loving hand out, baby I'm beggin Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out darling Ridin high, when I was king Played it hard and fast, cause I had everything Walked away, won me then But easy come and easy go And it would end [Yosef Wolde-Mariam] So I eight tama dj let me go Eight tama vj get me know Eight tama sekeey let me know But, I played that sj let me go I'm on my knees when I'm (beggin) Couse I don't want to lose (you) I got my heart on spett And I hope that my heart gets wet becouse I freak down a beck [Tshawe Baqwa] Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out darling [Yosef Wolde-Mariam] I need you, (yeeah) to understand Tried so hard To be your man The kind of man you want in the end Only then can I begin to live again [Tshawe Baqwa] An empty shell I used to be Shadow of my life Was hangin over me A broken man Without a throne Wont even stand the devils dance To win my soul [Yosef Wolde-Mariam] I am a chocen why am a chaisen Boutam boutam, boutam plasment Why me got got shit on the brayslett Why then feel for that need a replacement Your the wrong way track from the good I wanna picka pickta having a good in jet Like a audience inn a dest-way should You can even the way have it to took the tampt anna Keep losing on keep dosinn on keep Boss befor not a call for sure Keep hoe Couse I don't wanna live whit the broken home girl a neck [Tshawe Baqwa] Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out darling [Yosef Wolde-Mariam] I'm fighting hard To hold my own No, I just can't make it All alone I'm holdin on I can't fall back Now that big brass ring Is a shade of black [Tshawe Baqwa] Beggin, beggin you Put your love in hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your love in hand out darling Beggin, beggin you Put your love in hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your love in hand out darling Beggin, beggin you Put your love in hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your love in hand out darling

Kira Plastinina models while wild zebra gets a little freaky in the background

One in a series of interviews about masturbation and self pleasure, the questions are asked by a young couple and sometimes their female friend. The questions are candid and the answers are truthful and very sexy

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Imagine being castaway on a remote uninhabited island. Only this is not some tropical paradise, but a bleak island in the north Atlantic. In February. And the castaway is Tess, a woman so timid and ineffectual that she’ll need a miracle to survive. This exciting novel follows Tess’s desperate efforts, and those of Cal Fisher, the detective assigned to investigate her disappearance. It also follows Mike, the man who put Tess on the island, as he struggles to live with the demons of his past, and the horrors that they drive him to. Abandoned is available from all online bookshops

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Fat princess gets slammed in the face repeatedly as she tries to get her crown only to fall into a giant pile of mud. Check out how many times she gets punched in the face.

It is snowing in Oradea

This is a song written by Kayla Riley and she wrote it about Michael Smiley and the lyrics are below: Walking around school all sad and glum Because last night you didn\'t get some All you do is sit around and pout Because your boyfriend never puts out Little virgin man No woman can stand Forever alone You\'ll never get boned Little virgin man No woman can stand You might as well be gay That\'s all I can say Now your by yourself once again All the years you\'ll be alone; lets count by ten Your only lover is your hand Sitting down or you can stand Little virgin man All short and stout You\'ll get laid, yeah that\'s a doubt Little virgin man No woman in sight You might as well put on some really tight tights Looking around all lame and gay To get a woman you\'ll have to pray Always in your loose sweat pants I know why... It\'s easier to use your hand Little virgin man The time will pass When you will finally get some ass Not from a woman, not from a man Only from yourself; you\'re your biggest fan Little virgin man You\'re filled with strife Well welcome to Michael Smiley\'s life!