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Hello. One of my friends wants me to make him fake testicles to hang outside his pants for Halloween (similar to Jackass 2 movie).
Can anyone tell me how I can do this?

2006-10-24 03:33:37 · 7 answers · asked by corneliusdvm 2 in Sculpture

While the long grain is softening
in the water, gurgling
over a low stove flame, before
the salted Winter Vegetable is sliced
for breakfast, before the birds,
my mother glides an ivory comb
through her hair, heavy
and black as calligrapher's ink.
She sits at the foot of the bed.
My father watches, listens for
the music of comb
against hair.
My mother combs,
pulls her hair back
tight, rolls it
around two fingers, pins it
in a bun to the back of her head.
For half a hundred years she has done this.
My father likes to see it like this.
He says it is kempt.
But I know
it is because of the way
my mother's hair falls
when he pulls the pins out.
Easily, like the curtains
when they untie them in the evening.

2006-10-24 03:31:19 · 1 answers · asked by sillionw14 1 in Books & Authors

2006-10-24 03:25:30 · 4 answers · asked by nalini k 1 in Painting

How much does the NHS cost per year ?

How much would it cost to get the entire population covered by medical insurance for a year ?

Why not use national insurance contrabutions to buy health insurance for every child born from this day forth ?

2006-10-24 03:24:59 · 12 answers · asked by Anonymous in Philosophy

2006-10-24 03:24:00 · 12 answers · asked by jonas_tripps_79 2 in Philosophy

2006-10-24 03:20:04 · 4 answers · asked by lace 1 in Philosophy

2006-10-24 03:11:39 · 7 answers · asked by vasanthapadmam 1 in Books & Authors

It begins , seated one day at the organ I was weary and ill at ease
as my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys I knew not what I was playing or what I was dreaming then but I struck one chord like the sound of a great amen.

2006-10-24 03:04:03 · 5 answers · asked by flanzie tfla 1 in Other - Arts & Humanities

for my report in english class

2006-10-24 02:51:05 · 9 answers · asked by susana h 1 in History

and scientists try to understand beauty better, in order to understand their subjects better?

2006-10-24 02:48:41 · 11 answers · asked by martin48732 1 in Philosophy

Ballet Dancers from the 20th and 21st century Thank you :]

2006-10-24 02:34:04 · 9 answers · asked by Kaeleigh 2 in Dancing

Let America be America again.

Let it be the dream it used to be.

Let it be the pioneer on the plain

Seeking a home where he himself is free.



(America never was America to me.)



Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--

Let it be that great strong land of love

Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme

That any man be crushed by one above.



(It never was America to me.)



O, let my land be a land where Liberty

Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath,

But opportunity is real, and life is free,

Equality is in the air we breathe.



(There's never been equality for me,

Nor freedom in this "homeland of the free.")



Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark?

And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?



I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart,

I am the ***** bearing slavery's scars.

I am the red man driven from the land,

I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek--

And finding only the same old stupid plan

Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.



I am the young man, full of strength and hope,

Tangled in that ancient endless chain

Of profit, power, gain, of grab the land!

Of grab the gold! Of grab the ways of satisfying need!

Of work the men! Of take the pay!

Of owning everything for one's own greed!



I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil.

I am the worker sold to the machine.

I am the *****, servant to you all.

I am the people, humble, hungry, mean--

Hungry yet today despite the dream.

Beaten yet today--O, Pioneers!

I am the man who never got ahead,

The poorest worker bartered through the years.



Yet I'm the one who dreamt our basic dream

In the Old World while still a serf of kings,

Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true,

That even yet its mighty daring sings

In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned

That's made America the land it has become.

O, I'm the man who sailed those early seas

In search of what I meant to be my home--

For I'm the one who left dark Ireland's shore,

And Poland's plain, and England's grassy lea,

And torn from Black Africa's strand I came

To build a "homeland of the free."



The free?



Who said the free? Not me?

Surely not me? The millions on relief today?

The millions shot down when we strike?

The millions who have nothing for our pay?

For all the dreams we've dreamed

And all the songs we've sung

And all the hopes we've held

And all the flags we've hung,

The millions who have nothing for our pay--

Except the dream that's almost dead today.



O, let America be America again--

The land that never has been yet--

And yet must be--the land where every man is free.

The land that's mine--the poor man's, Indian's, *****'s, ME--

Who made America,

Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain,

Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain,

Must bring back our mighty dream again.



Sure, call me any ugly name you choose--

The steel of freedom does not stain.

From those who live like leeches on the people's lives,

We must take back our land again,

America!



O, yes,

I say it plain,

America never was America to me,

And yet I swear this oath--

America will be!



Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death,

The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies,

We, the people, must redeem

The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.

The mountains and the endless plain--

All, all the stretch of these great green states--

And make America again!

2006-10-24 02:23:52 · 3 answers · asked by sillionw14 1 in Books & Authors

Not a bug or an ant mind you, but im curious, people don't even know what im talking about! And i even tried google and yahoo....... Going to try youtube now bye.....

2006-10-24 02:17:35 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous in Other - Visual Arts

I am looking for a free download photo editor. I want to be able to do color enhancements. Example: a black and white pic of a child and a flower and I want to be able to make the flower a color pic.

Thanks

2006-10-24 02:17:19 · 4 answers · asked by Junedue2006 2 in Photography

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In the current world, do we have good people in majority or the bad people...I think we have more good people on the planet.

2006-10-24 02:13:14 · 13 answers · asked by Monsh 2 in History

and why do you think so? :)

2006-10-24 02:07:20 · 13 answers · asked by Ella 1 in Books & Authors

2006-10-24 02:02:20 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous in History

I live in gettysburg PA my home was biult some time in the 1950's the sooner the photo is to the day it was built the better Free is best the photos will be used as a gift in a scrap book so a nice quility would be good.

2006-10-24 01:58:44 · 5 answers · asked by silver_moon_lass 2 in Photography

Stupid question.... but I need accuracy and confirmation. Thanks.

2006-10-24 01:55:43 · 5 answers · asked by Harty H 1 in Books & Authors

How do you pronounce Chaucer's romance Troilus and Criseyde?

2006-10-24 01:52:57 · 1 answers · asked by laskigal 2 in Books & Authors

If the father's name is "Mr. Brown" how would people refer to his son as?? If the father and son are together, you can't refer to the son as "Mr. Brown" or else the father might think you were calling him. But then, if you were to call the son by his Christian name ( let's say it's John) It'd be alright if you knew John, and so calling him john would be alright and all -- but when you're not acquainted well with John, I'm under the impression that it would be rather rude to call a guy by his Christian name (well, in the 18th century, it was considered so...and this is the problem occuring in a fiction I'm writing). So do you just call the son of Mr. Brown as "Mr. John"??? Or..."Mr. John Brown"???Or what???

2006-10-24 01:48:21 · 19 answers · asked by J.Welkin 1 in Books & Authors

2006-10-24 01:38:57 · 4 answers · asked by live forever 1 in Photography

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