15
Mar
2010
Da Smooth Criminal Bar Room
Step Right up and Grab a Drink Before You Get Your Hit. Don’t see what you want? You can look at all the drinks on the menu individually — just click on the picture!
[itk-eticker]INTRODUCING THE dirty, Dirty, DIRTY DIANA![/itk-eticker]
Have an Idea for a new drink? Please leave a comment and we’ll see about putting it on the menu!!!!
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A Wet Sabah: Creamy Sabah w/ just a hint of Michael in her.
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MJ
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Bad Boy Shot
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Ms. Chastity
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Chocolate Mike
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Liquid CobraCrack™
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Creamy Mike
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Creamy Mike w/ Strawberry Sabah’s Fave
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Creamy Mike w/ Chocolate – Sabah loves it!
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Creamy Orgasm (Mikegasm +Creamy Mike)
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Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
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DDD, also served by the bottle
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Golden Boy – Lil Mike mixes/stirs
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Holoma’s Soup
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Holoma’s Soup
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L.O.V.E. Shot
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Mahba Mike + Sabah, a Perfect Combo
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Mikegasm
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Minty Mike
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Mr. M & Mrs. M
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Prince Michael’s Unleashed
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Prince Michael’s Unleashed
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Prince Royale
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Prince Michael’s Pure
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Sangre
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The Force
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The Foreplay
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The Gentleman
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The Thriller
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Thug Passion
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- A Wet Sabah: Creamy Sabah w/ just a hint of Michael in her.
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- MJ
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- Bad Boy Shot
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- Ms. Chastity
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- Chocolate Mike
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- Liquid CobraCrack™
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- Creamy Mike
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- Creamy Mike w/ Strawberry Sabah’s Fave
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- Creamy Mike w/ Chocolate – Sabah loves it!
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- Creamy Orgasm (Mikegasm +Creamy Mike)
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- Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
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- DDD, also served by the bottle
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- Golden Boy – Lil Mike mixes/stirs
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- Holoma’s Soup
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- Holoma’s Soup
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- L.O.V.E. Shot
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- Mahba Mike + Sabah, a Perfect Combo
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- Mikegasm
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- Minty Mike
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- Mr. M & Mrs. M
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- Prince Michael’s Unleashed
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- Prince Michael’s Unleashed
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- Prince Royale
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- Prince Michael’s Pure
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- Sangre
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- The Force
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- The Foreplay
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- The Gentleman
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- The Thriller
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- Thug Passion
Sorry about this, but please just give security your I.D. – we don’t want no trouble.
Okay now that you’re in, Look our Bar Room. :silly: :cheerful: Annie Decorated it and I think she’s done a FABULOUS job!!!!! Thanks Annie!!!!
After, if you are still walking, talking and coherent you might want to stop by our gift shop!!!!
N O W S E R V I N G :
Hey there handsome, excuse me for a minute I’ll be right with ya’ 
MENU LIST:
N E W ON THE M E N U!:
DDD, also served by the bottle
Dirty Dirty Dirty Diana
INTRODUCING The dirty, Dirty, DIRTY DIANA: Some of you addicts have been pretending. And it’s really not necessary. When you come into the bar, have a seat. Your drink has already been prepared. We’ll even serve you the bottle. After all, it’s got your name on it. :yes: :alien:
Warning: Do NOT Mix this drink with Bad Boy Shots. We’ve heard some stories, let me tell ya!
Bad Boy Shot
THE BAD BOY SHOT: Let’s face it, you’re not a good girl and you’ve never been one. You need something strong in ya and this big, black bottle IS IT. One shot is usually enough though we at CCC already know that’s not all you want. Pure Testosterone, raw masculinity infused with some BAD a$$ attitude – all you need to do is open up, throw this one back and wait for it.
:pouty: :sick: Warning (Drink Responsibly)
MJ
- MJ, Too
MJ: We’ve taken this infusion of all natural MJ bodily extracts and perfectly blended it into this refreshingly, naturally sweet and tangy citrus beverage we all ooooooof course, MJ. And we swear, it taste just like JUICE! We can’t really explain what it will do to you — experience it for yourself. You’ll understand after your very first swallow. :whistle:
A Wet Sabah -- Creamy Sabah w/ just a hint of Michael in her.
A Wet Sabah: Creamy Sabah w/ just a hint of Michael in her.
In honor of our favorite couple’s special night we at CCC have created two special drinks:
CHASTITY and UNLEASHED
Ms. CHASTITY
MS. CHASTITY: Coy and uninhibited, sweet and sincere. Remember when you were without fear, honest and whole — do you want to feel like that little girl again; do you want to experience, if only for a moment, the blissfulness of youth? Enjoy, Saniia’s Ms. CHASTITY. Experience the quality that captured Michael’s heart. INNOCENCE IS INTOXICATING.
Unleashed
UNLEASHED: Years of discipline, control and abstinence can only result in one thing: UNLEASHED. We were there. We captured it. We bottled it. Taste the flavor of unbridled passion.
Liquid CobraCrack™
Liquid CobraCrack ™
LIQUID COBRACRACK™ There hasn’t been a chapter uploaded for days! Your internet connection is on the blitz and you can’t find your IPod. Your family and friends have completely disassociated themselves from you because you’ve become a walking zombie. Not one of them understands why you’ve been staring at the blank screen of your computer for days now. But if you don’t get some Michael in you and in you quick, you will just explode!
Due to the number of addicts jonesing outside of CCC we rolled up our sleeves and created this TEMPORARY infusion of Michael in the form of Liquid CobraCrack ™. Stock up now while supplies last. Keep some in the back of your fridge, in the garage, under your desk at work and in your nightstand. Never be without Michael again!!! But Be Warned: Liquid CobraCrack ™ is equally as addictive as the real thing and there is a high likelihood of developing a tolerance very quickly. :sad: You really just can’t replace the real thing!!!!
The cool, refreshing boyish joy of Michael in your glass.
MINTY MIKE: Inspired by Sonia: We were just goofing off, experimenting when we took Michael’s cool smile, his refreshingly sincere good nature, his boyish charm and added just a dash of delight and to our surprise, POOF!!! A Minty Mike appeared! One sip and we couldn’t stop laughing!!! Almost scientifically identical to the chemical compound of JOY, this drink will chase away any and all of your blues and put a peppermint — permanent smile on your face. Enjoy!
Creamy Sabah
CREAMY SABAH: Creamy Chocolate Mike w/ just a hint of Sabah. We searched high and low for a non-x-rated picture that we could put up and this is what we came up with — WHEWWWW!!!!
Pure
Prince Michael’s PURE – Cool, Sweet and light as mist, this magical drink refreshingly satisfies your craving for Prince Michael without the calories or the alcohol. Passion distilled to its purest form, PURE WILL cure your thirst . . . but alas not your desire. Feel free to drink it all day and all night but be warned, Prince Michael always leaves you wanting more.
:wub: L.O.V.E.:When it comes to shots, we don’t offer anything that is more electrifying. We are serving the pure essence of Michael. It IS all that he had ever stood for and nothing more. People who met him basked in its warmth. It was in his words, his actions, his demeanor, his behavior and most of all, his smile. He simply exuded it from his pores. He gave and never asked for anything in return and now we offer the same to you.
If you’re feeling down and you need a pick me up; if you have been hit with a dose of negativity and need something to chase it away, we present to you something that will fill you with only the most natural of highs. It is ten times stronger than any of our other drinks and lasts twice as long: L.O.V.E. Have a shot today and experience the love of Michael Jackson. ***If you experience an immediate sense of peace, joy and contentment, don’t be alarmed that’s the magic of Michael in your system.
Chocolate Covered Mike
CHOCOLATE COVERED MIKE: For those of us with a sweet tooth introducing, Chocolate covered Mike. It’s decadently sweet, addictive, satisfying and unbelievably good for you. It’s just too perfect, OMG!!!!
- Sangre
SANGRE: Other establishments serve Sangria. We serve Sangre. Simply put, this sensually, seductive mixture of perfectly blended fruit, aged wine and just a tinsy weensy drop of Michael’s blood will invade your system and change your personality FOREVER. Undercover cameras captured the woman in the picture above seconds after she took one sip – we are not even sure she had a chance to swallow. Michael NEVER knew what hit him but I hear he was smiling for days afterward. Try it – if you’re woman enough. :devil:
The Force - it has a lot of power!
THE FORCE: This drink is served with a resuscitation kit. I don’t’ think I need to say more!
The Prince Royale
THE PRINCE ROYALE: You’re a lady, and you know truthfully that is the only kind of woman who can capture Michael’s heart. You only drink to relax, not to get drunk like some of the lesser women who frequent Da Smooth Criminal. You’re not interested in cheap sex, you want a life time commitment from the object of your affection. Your drink will be served in our finest crystal, the ones etched in gold, on a silver platter in the VIP section of the bar. The smooth and fruity undertones of this vintage wine will peel away the layers of your resistance until you are as free from your inhibitions as any Creamy Mike lover. The only difference is you’ve done it with style. The price of this drink only reflects your superior self-worth. Go ahead splurge. You’re worth it! And Michael will definitely take notice. He enjoys the finer things in life and so do you.
Thug Passion
THUG PASSION: Okay it’s no Michael but you’re strapped for cash. The flavor doesn’t last as long but it’s just a ‘lil something to keep you going until you can get a REAL drink. A favorite of our financially challenged customers. What you see is what you get and damn, come on girls, you have to admit, it looks good as hell.
THE MABHA * Michael chose the name so excuse the spelling : )
THE MABHA: A smooth and tangy combination of Sabah and Michael with a twist and zesty kick at the end. Don’t nurse it, ’cause it get’s flat. Drink it while it still has that sizzle!
THE GENTLEMAN
THE GENTLEMAN WILL stay in you all night and will also be the first thing you feel when you wake up in the morning. Now let’s be clear: It’s not a hangover. It’s better than a hangover. It’s a HANG ON I’M CUMIN’.
Cool, milky, deceptively sweet.
THE MIKEGASM: Hands down, our most popular drink! Cool, Milky and deceptively sweet, you won’t see where the bang is coming from but IT WILL hit ya!!!!! What’s worst, you’ll keep ordering it anyway. We can’t explain why it explodes in your mouth, we just know we like it!!!! Make sure you have a designated driver if you start throwing back this one. We’re not going to take responsibility and you WON’T have just one.
Mr. M, Home Brewed Right Here at CCC daily!
MR. M: This is our signature beer. We brew it on the premises but if you’re watching yourself, you can get our light version instead.
Mrs. M, For Our Lady Cowgirls who WANNA remember the good times!
MRS. M: The light version of our homemade brew, for our responsible drinkers who also want to make it home in one piece.
Holoma's Soup
HOLOMA’S SOUP: This deceptively potent drink has babies popping up all over the place and since Michael loves da kids, we just can’t take it off the menu. It’s spicy and fruity and served with a strangely cool mist circling up top. Don’t mind the woman in the back hovering over the cauldron. She mixes a big batch of it every morning and though we’ve never asked for a specific list of ingredients, she says that it’s all natural and we trust her!!!
Creamy Mike
Creamy Mike w/ Extra Creme
CREAMY MIKE: (Inspired by Annie) Pure milk chocolate, lightened to perfection with thick, heavy cream and a blend of exotic liqueurs, the taste of this drink will linger in your mouth for hours. You’ll find yourself constantly licking your lips and thinking about it even after you’ve cleaned the last drop out of the glass with your finger. So delicious we naturally prepare two when it’s ordered because everyone gulps them down so quickly. BE WARNED: This drink WILL give you a particularly wicked alcoholic sugar rush. A number of women find it very difficult to keep their legs closed even after one small sip.
The Foreplay
THE FOREPLAY: (Inspired by Martinigirl) Trust me. Looks CAN be deceiving. This seemingly happy go lucky drink will put you flat on your back and keep you there. No matter what you’ve heard YOU ARE NOT READY for this drink. The tangy taste of pineapples smothered in Amaretto and Southern Comfort will knock you right off your feet – literally. Once on your back, you WILL stay there for days . . . and nights. I took this off the menu because I lost a couplah return customers. It’s served with a life size cut out of the Michael pic above. A bunch of people ordered, left and were never seen again.
Golden Boy
THE GOLDEN BOY: (Inspired by Enola) From the moment this Martini came into existence we knew it was special. Inexplicably sliding down your throat like icy cold molten lava, we struggled to formulate an adequate description. Fearing, because the drink was so powerful, that we would face multiple law suits if we put this volatile concoction on our menu we decided in the end it would only be safe to offer ONE drink PER PERSON per LIFE TIME. Ladies, ladies, before you protest, please try and understand: The Martini . . . shakes/stirs itself! (Cue dramatic music) ( O-O )
The Thriller
THE THRILLER — (Inspired by MJQuan) It sizzles, it pops, it dances in your mouth and then it gets down in you and makes you wanna dance, too. One sip, and your hand is up in the air, you’re pursing your lips and saying, “Oooooo”!!! This is our most popular non-alcoholic drink. You can take it all day and never get tired. Enjoy!
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"So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee." W. Shakespeare
(Spike to Buffy, Buffy the Vampire Slayer.)
"So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee." W. Shakespeare
"----->His intelligence is instinctual and emotional, like a child’s. If any artist loses that childlikeness, you lose a lot of creative juice. So Michael creates around himself a world that protects his creativity”. ~ Jane Fonda
Not at all…
Thanks for the insight. Well yes control as I said has always been an issue with me. Its just that in my family never use to think about my happiness. I was just a pawn for them to fullfill their motives and desires with that’s all. But I always fought against that (I won of course) and I wouldn’t let them trample all over me, and I refused to bend down my head and succumb to their primitive ways of thinking and living.I always use to tell them, that the world has changed, times have changed and that they were living in a world than no longer exists, an era that has passed away in time. When I use to talk like this to them it use to scare the hell out of them, because to them when I use to talk about changes and progressing and moving with the times, at those moments TO them it seemed as though I was not their daughter. They even use to suspect my friends or someone was brainwashing me into thinking all this crap. Can you believe it my sister even accused my husband of hypnotizing me and doing some kind of black magic and warping my brains. It use to make me so MAD!!! It was like HELLO!! I don’t need anyone to brainwash me or give me advice, I’m intelligent enough and unlike all of you my brain actually WORKS, LOL!!! Of course to them it was like since ours don’t work, how can hers, its like speak for yourselves fools. I mean they tried so hard to brainwash me when I was growing up, so how could my husband come along and do that in just a matter of few days. As for the calling cards, well that was just because my parents are real cheapos and they don’t like to open their wallet for their daughters, but for my brother since he is their only son and heir they let him have whatever he wants, that’s all. Its a typical east Indian family, if you’re a girl then you’re financial liability and a son is a retirement fund, uuugghhh makes me so mad!! Of course my brother doesn’t do anything but sits on his butt all day for over a decade now, and my mother still thinks the world of him, yeah right!!!
As for the reason I keep having these dreams sometimes. Well like I said if I can’t get emotions out of my system it really starts to bother me. I would just love to really tell my mother to her face what I really think of her. Like NO, nobody thinks highly of her and everyone just laughs behind her back and she’s nothing but a big joke to everyone, and how she messed the whole family up and is responsible. It really ticked off my in-laws when she came for a visit to our home and she actually blamed me for the entire family falling apart, of course no one believed her I had warned my in-laws of her before she came. So I think I just really want to get it out of my system, but my husband likes to use the silent treatment and he says don’t even pick up the phone and I always tell him “LOOK….these are not intelligent civilized people who have good intellect we’re dealing with. They’re like wild animals living in the city”. Until you get rough with them and speak their language they will take our decency as a weakness.
At times like that I feel like Sabah, when she was yelling at Michael and Bill how she can’t take time off from work even for 1 week. She’s use to being in control but Michael is just well intentioned that’s all. In my case its the same thing, my husband may be well intentioned but it does make me upset if he tries to overprotect me which I don’t like. Yes you are right, for me he was the anchor, my knight in shining armor and my family sees him as the villain who stole their princess. Well I guess its human nature you don’t know the value of something until you lose it. When it was under your nose you didn’t appreciate it, and then someone else who does appreciate it and values it comes and take it away.
:smile: Thanks for the insight though..didn’t mind at all.
In this chapter of cowboy Mike, Sabah was yelling at Michael and Bill th
OPA!
I am right behind you love with da SHOT!
I miss you ladies…
oh Sonia… I need to catch up on your comments…
Okay – I have to go… BLAH
See you all soon.
MartiniGirl..
:w00t: I think you need to catch up on everyone’s comments. You missed Michael’s cobra and tongue last night, oh and my dream I had of him in golden TIGHT TIGH VERY TIGHT TIGHTS!!! LOL!!!
:biggrin: And today you missed ANACONDA!!!
ha, ha, Sonia, you finally ran out of room?
What were you going to say at the end, it just ends abruptly?
:lol: That’s tooooo funny!!!!
I love your long comments by the way. Feel like I’m sitting across from you in the recovery room and we’re talking about our crazy family.
Why is it that men in so many cultures are treated this way? It’s like grooming the next generation of losers, to me, when women allow their sons to grow up this way! Amazing!
*following annie (she doesnt know) to her destination* annie feels like shes being followed…
Anyone tending bar tonight? I am in the mood for an Extra Creamy Mike…but then, when am I not?
Looks like I missed MartiniGirl and there was an anaconda in here?!?!? :w00t: Oh for Pete’s sake…you just never know what’s going on in this bar!
:unsure: Well
This is what I think why men is so many cultures are treated this way.
Lets just take women like my mother or Michael’s mother Katherine, who are from that old generation who look up to a man to be EVERYTHING TO THEM. There is one difference between their sons, and all the other men in their lives, whether its their fathers, brothers, uncles, cousins, nephews and of course husbands. The difference between their sons and all these other men is that these women did not have a say in how they can groom the men their lives. These women have been so badly disrespected, mistreated, and trampled upon all their lives, its like being raped and not even knowing it….well maybe they do know it internally but are just in denial, and try to convince themselves its the right way. On the outside they have never gotten any respect from any man, and try to appear they are not bothered by it, but internally they are VERY MUCH, bothered by it. Its like a fire raging inside of them, and they don’t see any source of outlet for it…..UNTIL they give birth to a son. What sets their sons apart from all the other men in their lives, is that their sons are the ONLY man they have complete control over from day one, and they groom and brainwash them in such a way that their sons remain in their complete control from day one. Its like “let me warp his brain and tune him the way I WANT HIM TO BE….so that I reap the full benefits from him”. These women I think try to gain recognition and respect through their sons since they believe that women in themselves are nothing but their sons are SOMETHING, so its like as long as she is standing next to her son, she is also SOMEONE. I hope I’m making sense here. Of course that’s why women like my mother are so fearful and insecure of losing control of their sons, my mother has turned my brother into a robotic zombie or something, his brain doesn’t function on its own at all. Its like grooming and training a dog, you tell it to sit, it will sit, tell it to jump, bark, roll over, etc etc, it will do whatever they want. To these women their sons are the means or the mediam through which they can finally gain that respect and just to be treated like a human with feelings that no one has ever done before for them in their lives.
Of course ALL this is only possible and the son will only dance to their mothers’ tunes if they kiss their ass and do whatever their sons want them to do. In my mother’s case they never made him work a single day in his life for even a penny, waiting on him hand and foot for EVERYTHING, making sure he is comfortable. For these women its like if I make my son comfortable today, then he will reciprocate all those favors unto her when she becomes an old fragile woman, because in many cultures its the sons duty to take care of their parents in old age, an not throw them in an old folks home. I think that’s what Katherine may also have been doing, by kissing Joe’s ass, and all trying to always get Michael to do favors for the rest of the family, I think internally she was just looking out for own security, so she can have the excuse of saying “oh look how much I did for all of you”. I don’t see why she had to, its Michael’s money that she’s been living on, not that I see anything wrong in that, but she didn’t fullfill her duties towards him as a mother by protecting him and giving Michael the love and nurturing that he needed as a child, during his formative years. To me women like my mother and Katherine, expect the world and everything UNCONDITIONALLY from their children, yet someone should ask them, “Did you full fill your duties unconditionally”????? “Did you do your part???” and to me the answer is no.
:smile: Sorry for the long explanation. Hope I made sense, I know I can just go on and on sometimes. I have knack for having very strong convictions and speaking my mind that’s all.
Hey sonia, late in replying but better late than never, right?
Well, it’s funny, I have kinda the same view that you do, but for a different reason.
I agree that the women haven’t rec’d love or caring from men, and so they never felt safe to love a man back. I think women like this walk around with a whole lot of love inside of them that is not being expressed. They certainly don’t give it to their daughters because they think it will make them want love, too (what they call weak). They try very early on to get their daughters to not care or think about men as a source of love; to not want it, desire it; to be “above that”. This cycle has been going on for a LONG time.
So I think what happens is this woman, who has been used, disrespected and abused by men, doesn’t feel safe to love any manbut when her son is born, she internally says, Wow, here is a “man” that I can love without fear. And so she showers the son w/ love, spoiling him rotten, and in effect creates the very monster that oppressed her all her life. Except she doesn’t see it.
It’s really a lot like you’re saying, except that I dont think the desire to control/cripple is at all conscious. I mean, maybe the feeling of security from having this child’s love is (it’s usury, they’re pretty much using the child to meet their emotional needs, which is codependent and dysfunctional).
If you ask them they’ll say they want their son to be happy and to marry, et cetera. But they always view any potential mate for the son as competition and a threat to that love — their only source of love. I think that’s why women like this will tell their sons outrageous things like “woman nowadays can’t be trusted”; watch out for women out to get you; you know things to make them mistrust women.
Basically they don’t want to share. I think we’re pretty much saying the same thing but with a different twist when it comes to intention.
*slams open the door and rushes to the bar, looking all sweaty, dirty and slightly bruised*
Quick, I need something strong!
*hides her face in her hands*
OMG, I am so embarrassed. I have just done something really stupid, and I know I am going to pay for it.
No, no, no…I guess I might just as well tell you straight away, because you are bound to find out soon anyway. This morning I got out of bed before sunrise. I carefully put on a fake beard and some really hideous sunglasses and then I went to grandpa’s house to spy on him. In the half-light of dawn I made it unseen into his backyard and took cover behind some bushes. Only a few minutes later I watched hin from my hideout as he came limping home. I heard him close the door and then everything was quiet for a while. Suddenly I herad some noise coming from somewhere in front of me. Cautiously I bent down one of the branches and saw an arm opening a window facing the backyard. With the first rays of sunlight tinting the sky a pale pink, I tip-toed across the lawn and leaned against the wall underneath the open window. I could hear someone walking around inside. Listening to the sound of the footsteps I realized that the person was not limping. Instead it was the sound of swift and light footsteps. Maybe there was someone else in the house too?
I was just about to give up my mission, when I heard the sound of creaking bedsprings. The mysterious person had gone to bed. I stood there for a while unable to decide whether to go home or to give in to my curiosity. As a lound snoring noise started flowing out of the open window, my curiosity got the better of me, so I jumped up and pulled myself up into a crouching position in the open window. Grandpa was lying on the floor…or rather what was left of him. Somehow he seemed to have been reduced to a pile of clothes topped off with a beard and a fake nose. I barely managed to hang on to the window when I realised that grandpa was nothing more than a disguise.
Close to the window I noticed the shape of a huge closet hiding in the early morning shadows. The doors seemed wide open but it was impossible to see what was inside. Then at that very moment the sun rose above the horizon and started filling the room with golden sunlight. My eyes were inevitably drawn towards the bed to my right. Someone – clearly a man – was lying belly down with his face turned away from me. So this was the mysterious grandpa – or should I say the man inside grandpa? Overcome by curiosity I quietly entered the room, wanting to see who he was. As i tip-toed closer to the bed I took off my sunglasses to get a better look. Judging by the shape of his slender body and the cute little butt, he was hardly more than 30 years old. His hair was black and curly. Suddenly he let out a sigh and I stopped dead in my track. I watched in awe as he started to turn towards me and I accidentally dropped my sunglasses on the floor. I wanted to pick them up but instead I nearly had a heart attack. He had settled on his back and as the sheets softly came to rest on his body, I realized he was naked. The huge bulge in the very crucial place left no room for interpretations. He definitely had a morning “thing” going on. I could not get my eyes off the bulge and I have no idea for how long I was standing there staring at it.
But at some point I heard him sighing again, and reluctantly I lifted my eyes to look at his face. That’s when the shit hit the fan… I recognized him at once. It was MJ. How could I possibly have failed to notice? Feeling slightly panicky I stuck one of my hands in my mouth in an attempt not to scream. Suddenly he licked his lips and stretched. Fearing he was about to wake up I took a step backwards and heard the crunching sound of my sunglasses breaking under my foot. Frantically I jumped backwards only to stumble on the bundle of clothes formerly known as grandpa. I literally took off and flew backwards into the closet, slammed hard against the inside and slid down to the bottom. Immediately I was covered by all sorts of things that rained down on me from the hangers above. In blind panic I started digging my way out, passing Peter Pan, Charlie Chaplin, the Easter Bunny and a variety of clowlike costumes on the way, and then finally managed to get back on my feet.
Then a sound that resembled a chuckle came from the bed. I realized he was awake and trhew myself out of the window in sheer terror, plunging head first into the bushes below the window. Struggling to get on my feet, I somehow managed to turn 180 degrees and ende up facing the window. The first thing I noticed was my beard, which hung from a branch and danced merrily in the wind. Then he appeared, leaning out of the window. He was positively the most amazing sight I have ever seen. The sunlight made his naked chest glow and his eyes looked like molten chocolate. Our eyes met. “Are you okay”, he asked.
Like a scared little mouse facing the meanest cat in the neighborhood I had only two options: Run or die. Not that he was going to eat me. He did not look mean either. No, I was on the verge of dying from shame. I jumped to my feet and took off running. “No, Enola, wait!” I heard him and knew he had recognized me. I wished the ground would open up and swallow me, but then I remembered the bar – it felt like a safe refuge.
So now you know – where is my drink?
O_O
So you found out where the ANACONDA was, huh?
*hands shaking* Please, somebody prepare a drink for us.
[I think we have another writer here… let’s say, in disguise too]
:w00t: OMG!!! I don’t know what to say????
:blink: I can’t believe you actually ran!!!! FROM MICHAEL!!! GIRL YOU BETTER GO BACK!!!! OR ELSE……
You’re a really good writer yourself, I think you should join Sabine as well, that was AWESOME!!!!
:biggrin: The anaconda didn’t get you?????
:w00t: OH AND BRING ON A GOLDEN BOY FOR ME AS WELL!!!!!!….MAKE THAT A DOUBLE, HOLY COW!!!!!
Hi ladies,
Sorry ’bout all the spelling mistakes…I was in a bit of a hurry.
( I do write, but this is my first attempt at it in English)
Listen, how can I go back?
He could have me arrested for trespassing, you know. Unless he knew I was there, and just played along…
Hmmm…
But I sure wouldn’t mind taking another look at that anaconda…. :devil:
OMG Enola, girl are you insane?!?! get yourself cleaned up and good and drunk and get on over there!!
*whispering* so…the anaconda…myth or legend? :blush:
hey wait a minute…Enola went on a field trip and didn’t take anyone else? that’s just not fair!..I’m telling!!!
Well, what can I say Gracie….
Neither myth nor legend – FACT!
I’ll remember to take you along next time.
Of course you have to go back girl! Shamone… “May the Force (hee hee) be with you!”.
*preparing a Golden Boy for Enola and a backpack with something to provide light, a canteen, a lace for the anaconda, a camera because I need to see that man (not that I’m not believing you, girl…), and a … mmm… raincoat for the… erm… anaconda, you know, just in case…*
[Now I really have to go!]
If I go back…do I have to write another report?
Or can I keep it to myself?
:whistle:
you guys are having way too much fun…
Oh yes Enola, expect to file a complete report!…now shoo! get going already!
Hi MartiniGirl…are you still trapped in Hicksville? :sad: let’s see, what’s the perfect drink for that? I think a couple shots of L.O.V.E…..that way you appear to still be conscious but your parents become soooo much easier to deal with! I’ll join you…
bottoms up!
see, the tractor pulls sound like fun now!
we miss you :kissing:
:w00t: Of COURSE you have to report to us….What is the point of sending you back girl???? DON’T YOU KNOW WERE NOSY AS HELL.
That’s like Sabine making us read all these chapters and then leaves us hanging by not telling the end!!!!!!!!
:biggrin: If you want we can come along as bodyguards, that anaconda can really get out of control, LOL!!!!
Oh Sonia…Bodyguards!!! I am cracking up, picturing us all in black suits with the shade and earpieces, packing..what? ummmm. not guns..help! ummm…tranquilizer darts? squirt guns full of The Force??..
:w00t: OMG Gracie!!!
A very funny scene just popped into my head.
WAIT WHAT IS THAT I HEAR???
Enola is in trouble…The anaconda has got her and won’t let go!!!!
((((TALKING ON MOUTHPIECE…..Gun firmly held in both hands, looking around the cornner….COME IN GRACIE…..CAN YOU HEAR ME???? COVER ME!!!! I GOING IN AFTER ENOLA!!!!))))
Ladies,
You need therapy… :heart:
…and I’m in trouble. I never planned on going back. But now you are all dragging me back to his house…
*sigh* What can a girl do? I’ll think about your kind offer to come along as my bodyguards, although I fear Michael will probably be the one who needs bodyguards if we all show up at his house.
BTW, what happened to that drink I asked for when I came in hours ago?
Just a thought…
Maybe there’s some potential in the Easter Bunny outfit in Michaels closet?
Naaaahhhh, just kidding. :angel:
Here you go Enola….(HANDING A SHOT OF L.O.V.E.)
:unsure: You know ladies…..I personally feel we have had enough fun with this. I feel like I have, I’m actually starting to feel a bit bad, because this is the kind of stuff I use to do in high school. As far as Michael is concerned I can’t continue talking about him like this anymore.
I remember an incident in high school where a friend and I were going through our stupid dirty phase and a simple joke about our chemistry teacher and his wife turned into something else. We had our entire girls phys. ed. class laughing about it but I guess it all had to end sometime and we just felt enough was enough.
:unsure: Sorry Sabine, if I’m sounding like a mood spoiler, but I guess I just got carried away. I feel like apologizing to Michael. Now I know why you felt bad when you first put up the cobra crack valley.
Sorry ladies I don’t know actually earlier today I was feeling bad about it. But don’t let me stop you all from having fun, okay.
:smile: CHEERS!!! HOLDING UP A SHOT OF L.O.V.E
:cwy: I don’t know why I feel guilty….Sorry Michael (((SABINE HELP ME!)))
No disrespect was intended.
Don’t worry Sonia.
There will never be a sequel.
The CCC is Sabine’s territory.
Cheers!
:cwy: sniff sniff…I don’t know what just snapped. As I always say I should listen to that voice inside my head.
:angel: (picturing Michael’s sweet innocent face)…..that’s how I see him.
Cheers! Enola!
Hi Sonia (I was lurking :smile: )
I know why you feel the way you do; I understand! Here, (((((((((((((((BIG HUG))))))))))))))))) Have a shot of L.O.V.E.
Sonia, :heart: you have soooooo much integrity :wub:
Hi Sabine
I don’t know why actually the feeling started yesterday. I even feel like saying sorry to Enola!!!
:cwy: Sorry Enola!!! If I said anything you might have taken offense to…..snif sniff.
I guess I was just acting like a teenager again.
I need another L.O.V.E SHOT
:sad: I feel like I’ve done something really bad
Seriously Sonia,
I was just playing around with you guys. I never intended to write more.
My own personal Michael is very shy. He would never become part of a story that revealed more than what I told you earlier. I can’t take it any further. It’s not in me.
And as I said – the CCC is Sabine’s territory. I had my 5 minutes of fame – let’s move on.
No need to be sorry. :wub:
Hey Elona, everyone – I’m multitasking, which is why I was lurking *downing L.O.V.E. shot*
Sonia, I want to respond to you, the convo we were having about Momma’s boys on the chapter, but you posted it here, instead of under cowboy Mike, the last chapter. Now when I try to move it, my name comes up as the poster instead of yours. So I’m going to repost it for you okay, and delete it over here.
Just wanted you to know in case you were looking for it.
Come on now, everyone drink up! Be happy! It’s a beautiful sunny day here in NY!
Sonia don’t feel bad!!!!!! ((((((((((((((((((((huge, biggest HUG in the world)))))))))))))))))))))))
In fact, I order you to the Michael hug room right now!!!!
:sad:
((((((((((((((((Annie))))))))))))))))))))
*pouring L.O.V.E. shots like crazy*
What’s going on here! I want everyone to drink up
Here’s the link so everyone can see this beautiful face:
http://www.zastavki.com/pictures/1024×768/2009/Michael_Joseph_Jackson_Young_Michael_Jackson_016710_.jpg
ladies… what is going on here today?
Yup still in hickville… but only till Thursday – then driving back to Toronto.
I hope everyone had a good Easter.
I need a drink – what are you ladies drinking?
Annie – why can’t I add you as a friend?
Okay quickly scanning the comments – Anaconda? who has it now – giver here.
tight tights??
are you guys taking advantage of my prince? :blink:
Oh, they were having lots of fun with Michael! :lol: You missed it!
how can that be? when he is here with me – well at least in my dreams…
conversation seem pretty serious in here too…
hmm, strange things are afoot when the blog drunk isn’t drinking in da bar!
:whistle:
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Oh, LOL @ me with my father entering my room while I was in the new CM chapter room. I didn’t know if I should scroll up or down… I really didn’t know what would be “worse” :S
((((((((((((Sabine)))))))))))) – I left you something on that room – That pic! You know, when I see his hair like that I have the urge to squeeze it! I want to know what it feels like!
Hey “NoMartiniNoParty_Girl”. Why can’t you? I don’t know how it works, should I do something?
ANNIE! There you are. (((((((you)))))))
dunno honey – I guess coz I can’t see your avi on the side where all the other people are.
Your Google profile is private – so maybe that is why – I got a few minutes here – lemme see if I can find your avi – or maybe the boss can help us out
:smile:
:smile:
okay I went thru all the avi’s there – and I don’t see one with your name attached to it… the only one I saw that might be you is AnnieH – so I can’t add you – but if you see mine – you can click on it then it will bring a pop up and you can add as a friend.. should work
Okay time for the family meal – try to come by for a night cap!
Hey, the Bar misses you! How do you do that thing with smilies?? They’re acrobats!
Aw! *sad face* I tried to appear there, but no luck. I just guessed I couldn’t see “me” because I was me – LOL, don’t know if I’m clear. Let me look at my profile.
Couple of shots before you go?
oh okay.. for you I will make them wait.
yup figure it out Annie-kins…
I can’t tell you all my secrets… I only really have one – it is magic and PM helps me do it!
:silly:
:silly:
:silly:
:silly:
if you figure out how to make us friends I will tell you
OMG, Annie, did you have CobraCrack Valley on the computer and your father walked in?
I remember I had it up and my kids father was looking over my shoulder and I said, No, don’t look; it’s nasty! :lol:
Can you believe me? I blush if I think he’s ever read ONE chapter! I’m a conundrum!
I blush all the time when I read the chapters… but it is a nice warm blush!
My hubby always knows when I am reading… he is like why do you look like you are really warm and up to something?? Ummmm *nothinh*
Nope Sabs – that is good that you blush!
ONE LOVE shot to go!
Nooooo girls, not CobraCrack Valley, I had the last chapter, but you know… that gif and those faces… Oh My God… I was more or less like this in front of my screen and then superdaddy comes into the room:
So tell me about blushing…can I justify it saying actually my blush is Orgasm from Nars? LOL
MGirl, if I click on your name it opens something like a profile (yours I guess?). You mean this?
And why I can’t appear on that left side bar?
:blink:
Well annie, at least he didn’t catch you like this:
:lol: :smile:
:whistle:
I can’t see it! (and I’m afraid for when it will show up) Then, of course, that “Oops” moment is followed by some “Try to calm down NOW moment”:
OOOOOOoooooo Annie :wub:
*quietly gasps and falls to the floor*
I have no words for how beautiful Michael is in that moment!!!!!! I love gifs, my gaaaaaaawwwwwwddddd!
Can you see it now Annie?