V1ctorya
V1ctorya aka is a girl, has been a member since December 20, 2007, has scored 909 submissions, giving an average score of 3.24.
  Jul 22 '08 by V1ctorya        38 Comments        Watch this
For me there are so many, but I keep coming back to the kitten and the duckling.




KITTEN



DUCKLING!


Your Turn- all votes must include photos as proof!

Votes So FAR:

Kitten - 3 (5 including tiger and jaquar?)
Duckling - 3
Bear - 1
Sloth - 1
Koala - 1
Elephant - 2
Monkey - 1
Otter - 1
Panda - 1
Dog -2
Sugar Glider - 1
Fennec Fox - 1
Dragon (by oilcorner, credit to worth1000) - 1
Wombat - 1
Turtle - 1


  Jul 18 '08 by V1ctorya        0 Comments        Watch this


Lots of tendrily goodness in here.
  Jul 18 '08 by V1ctorya        14 Comments        Watch this


More Gutsy Cards Here

I like Iheartguts, have a polo of theirs that I get complimented on all the time, but that card. . . eh. . . uh. . . no.
  Jul 10 '08 by V1ctorya        14 Comments        Watch this


(note, not an armadillo, a pangolin and their scales are razor sharp)

I love the way it walks.
  Jul 09 '08 by V1ctorya        14 Comments        Watch this
It was being worn by a little kid, maybe 1-2 years old. He was sitting next to his mother who had an infant in a baby bjorn sitting on her chest.

The shirt said,

"Sponsored by daddy
Supported by mommy"

So, is this the t-shirt for a child of divorce wherein the father is paying child-support while the mother raises the kid?

  Jun 30 '08 by V1ctorya        13 Comments        Watch this
UPDATE: So I had the stitches removed. Again, everytime I did what he asked he said thank you. THEN, at the end, he congratulated himself. He said he had to say that he did a really good job and that sometimes you just need to compliment yourself. As he was pulling out the stitches he kept commenting on how good he did putting them in.

My co-worker (with whom I can talk about such things) says he's gonna try that on his wife. Thank her then compliment himself on his performance.

It really just struck me as. . . . .odd.

ORIGIANL:

I had oral surgery the other day. It was a young doctor, but a senior doctor was there 'to watch.'

I think I read way to much, because as I'm lying back, my mouth propped open, this young guy directing me, he kept saying a phrase that had my mind go way elsewhere,

"Thank you," he kept saying. And with such earnestness.

"Please turn your head a little to the right, Thank You. Now open a little wider, thank you. Now it's okay, you're doing fine. Thank you."

I don't know if it was a story or a friend that talked about a man who, when having sex with her, kept thanking her throughout and how weird it made her feel.

So as this young earnest doctor is in my mouth, my eyes closed, thanking me, I kept flashing to that story of the young man's first sexual experience as he continually thanks the woman.

And of course, I tried hard not to laugh. He thought it was my nerves that had tears running down my eyes. I didn't have the heart to tell him the truth. Or, I have some shame at least, so didn't say, "No, it's not nerves, it's just me thinking how this is your first time."

In other news - ugh at surgery. It feels weird and icky, like my gum is made of smooth cotton. But, tomorrow I get the stitches out.
  Jun 25 '08 by V1ctorya        16 Comments        Watch this
The pure essence of NYC - Taxi Cap, Papaya King, Thing to vent the underground so it don't sssplode:

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Park I always go to - I need to upload more photos for GoldenSpatula one day:

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Subway Car:

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Famous Street Corner:

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Rooftop Picture when I snuck up an apt. building and found that the alarm was off:

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I love the line there, between NYC and the sky.

More Subway:

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Also on roof I snuck up on, liked it because it's eerie:

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Tree across the street that for some reason every bird in NYC converges on:

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  Jun 23 '08 by V1ctorya        4 Comments        Watch this
Here is a sign that I'm on threadless too much. I saw these in the grocery store:



And immediately thought of this place and your love of all things strawberry milkshake and oreo.

Unless I'm confusing you with someone else.

In which case - stawberry milkshake oreos for everyone!
  Jun 19 '08 by V1ctorya        4 Comments        Watch this
I realllly love this one for some reason:

Anti-Terrorist and Monitory Crimes Division.Federal Bureau Of Investigation.J. Edgar. Hoover Building Washington D.C Telephone Number : (202)-684-6479

Attn: Beneficiary,

This is to Officially inform you that it has come to our notice and we have thoroughly Investigated by the help of our Intelligence Monitoring Network System that you are having an illegal Transaction with Imposters claiming to be Prof. Charles C. Soludo of the Central Bank Of Nigeria, Mr. Patrick Aziza, Mr Frank Nweke, none officials of Oceanic Bank, none officials of Zenith Bank and imposter claiming to be the Federal Bureau Of Investigation. During our Investigation, it came to our notice that the reason why you have not received your payment is because you have not fulfill your Financial Obligation giving to you in respect of your Contract/Inheritance Payment. So therefore, we have contacted the Federal Ministry Of Finance on your behalf and they have brought a solution to your problem by arranging your payment in total of US$800,000.00 in an ATM CARD which you will use to withdraw money in anywhere of the world. You now have the lawful right to claim your fund in the ATM CARD.

Since the Federal Bureau of Investigation is involved in this transaction, all you did have to do is to be rest assured for this is 100% risk free because it is our right to protect the American Citizens. All I did want you to do is proceed and contact the ATM CARD CENTER via email for their requirements to proceed and procure your Approval Slip on your behalf which will cost you $150.00 only and note that your Approval Slip contains details of your PERSONAL IDENTIFICATION NUMBER (PIN) which you will use in activating your ATM CARD in any ATM MACHINE.

CONTACT INFORMATION
NAME: MR. PAUL SMITH
EMAIL: atm-card-centre@live.com

Do contact Mr. Paul Smith of the ATM CARD CENTRE with your full name, home address, mobile telephone number, home telephone number or work telephone number and bank name so your files would be updated after which he will send the payment informations to you which you will use in making payment of $150.00 via Western Union Money Transfer or Money Gram for the procurement of your Approval Slip after which the delivery of your ATM CARD will be effected to your designated home address without any further delay. We order you get back to this office after you open contact with the ATM SWIFT CARD CENTRE and we do await your response so we can move on with our Investigation and make sure your ATM SWIFT CARD gets to you. Thanks and hope to read from you soon. FBI Director Robert Mueller

Note: Do disregard any email you get from any imposter or office claiming to be in possesion of your ATM CARD, you are adviced only to be in contact with Mr. Paul Smith of the ATM CARD CENTRE who is the rightful person you are suppose to deal with in regards your ATM CARD PAYMENT and forward any email you get from imposters to this office so we could act upon and commence investigation.

Thinks I love about it

They use centre, instead of center, but claim to be FBI

They say, 'hope to read from you' and not hope to hear from you, as most people write even in e-mails.

They say that it is 100% risk-free because it's 'our right to protect the American Citizens"

The scammers are playing off themselves, "oh, we know about those Nigerian Scammers, we're here to help you" lol
  Jun 18 '08 by V1ctorya        62 Comments        Watch this
Last night I was typing away, as I'm want to do, when I catch some movement out of the corner of my eye.

Very non-chalantly descending from the ceiling, a tiny brown spider sails down and sits on the draft I'm working off of. Had I been a right- handed mouser, it would have landed on me.

Now, I'm not one for killing spiders, so I go to pick up the draft to toss it outside and it scurries faster then a squirrel in heat and I can't find it again. I couldn't even find where it could have come from, except straight from the ceiling.

All night every friggin errant breeze I thought was that spider. And if there's one, there's a lot more. So every hair that brushed against me, every oscillation of the fan across my skin - I was all squeamy all night.
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For weeks I’ve been having the same longing. I want to swallow pennies. I can’t recall when it started but now, whenever I get change I pause a moment and look at the pennies. I examine Lincoln’s suit, his bowtie, the curl in his hair, how perfectly coifed he is and I imagine how he would feel sliding down my esophagus. I see myself placing him on my tongue, the cool metal a relief from this heat and then the sting of an electrical charge, the zinc reacting with my fillings. I have a number of fillings and have had three root canals in the past year alone. Part of this is genetic. Weak teeth. The other part is reflux. Acids wash up my esophagus from my stomach and eat at the back of me teeth as I sleep. They burn holes in my throat as I dream of buying a roll of pennies and swallowing them one at a time.

I think of starting with dimes. After all, they’re smaller. But for some reason when I hold a dime in my hand it doesn’t have the same appeal. There’s something about Lincoln that calls to me. Perhaps it’s the word next to his silhouette – Liberty. The penny makes me think that if I fill my stomach with Lincoln then my life will be okay.

Every penny I see on the street I have to pick up. “Maybe this one,” I say. “Maybe this will be the one I swallow.” I know I’m meant to. Lincoln is meant to be inside me. Maybe he’s the cure for my constantly sour stomach. I’ve swallowed everything else – the green Tagament, the holy trinity of P pills, Pravacid, Pepcid AC and Prilosec, Maalox, and the little purple pill that’s supposed to cure all and somehow heal both the volcanic eruptions in my stomach and the internal burns they’ve caused as the lava flows into my mouth each night. The only pill that does work is Ambien because it at least lets me sleep as my stomach’s Krakatoa rages.


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