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LIFE IS SHORT, LIFE IS GREAT, I LOVE LIFE . 2q3w4

.SPRDAVE.
2025-06-05
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LIFE IS SHORT, LIFE IS GREAT, I LOVE LIFE . 2q3w4


Cardinal Black "Where do you go" 3y3w2w

JOHN16755
2025-06-04
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https://youtu.be/HjaQEb_03mk?si=JYcMFo9jam7-plyX


old version of gamedire 243q67

kich401
2025-06-01
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I haven't played in a very along time, but I do ed playing 8ball pool, didn't we use to have a chat bar to text to our opponent? hmm


ello everyone. 4p315o

kich401
2025-06-01
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hows everyone weekend?


pool live pro 38395x

darkwulf
2025-05-29
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lvl 11 my ass you cheating bastard


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darkwulf
2025-05-28
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player 64fe8a9922a1b you cheating fucking ashole im glad im done with all tou cheating mother fuckers


Jizmine CROCK-O-S--T 8w5i

player_57a0f28e8fd9f
2025-05-27
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now i see that Jizmine is calling herself a rising political star. are you kidding me??? all she can do is vilify republicans. NOT ONCE has she offered a solution. she is nothing more than a "black face" trouble maker. i bet she got her degree on line thru a mail order school, either that or the taxpayers paid for her to go to someplace like Grambling or another liberal school that caters to those types and es them just for showing up. she made a comment in congress the other day while questioning someone, she said, bring your guy and i'll question him (referring to MR. TRUMP). I would LOVE to see her TRY to debate Trump without her aides giving her notes or getting the questions before hand like Hillary did in 2016. she WILL NEVER be president. first off , the democratic party would never nominate her. if she ran as an independent, she would probably take either Oprah or Whoopie Goldsnerd as a running mate. BOTH liberal racists!!!! she would probably want the "white" house painted purple. i can just imagine her cabinet , i can see it in my mind now lol.


A repost of one of my old blogs about memorial day 6y2m2v

boxingfanmanic
2025-05-26
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As we all look forward to big barbecues this weekend, take a moment to the fallen.

My husband, who is substantially older than me, served in Vietnam. The first KIA his unit took was his 2nd Lieutenant. (The life expectancy of USMC 2nd Lieutenants in Vietnam was, on average, two to five days.) For years, he thought about ing this man's family to express his condolences on the loss of someone he considered a true leader. About 30 years ago, he was near the man's hometown while traveling through a nearby airport. He picked up the phone at the airport, began dialing, then hung up, because what could he say, after all?

The issue hung in his mind for another 15 years, then I suggested that he research the man's family to see if he could find any relatives and try again. He located a brother, Tommy, and placed a call.

Over the years, this Tommy had received a number of calls about his brother, all of which turned out to be placed by people who never served, didn't know his brother, and for whatever reason called anyway. He'd become expert at ferreting out the liars, so he asked my husband how his brother looked when he got to San Diego to meet up with his unit. My husband told Tommy his brother had a black eye, which was true. Tommy asked how he got it. My husband said, "From you" -- also true. There was no bad blood between the brothers -- they'd just been in a barroom brawl with a bunch of other Marines the night before. They spoke for about an hour, and my husband got the chance to tell Tommy what a terrific leader his brother had been.

Some weeks later, we traveled to Connecticut to meet Tommy and his sons. His sons had heard about their uncle all their lives, but were born long after the war. My husband told Tommy and his sons all of the stories he had about Richie, their uncle.

A few months later, we traveled to the Marine Corps museum in Virginia to meet up with Tommy again, but this time were ed by two other grunts from their squad, and by their sergeant. Everyone brought pictures, NVA flags, and everything else they could think of to share with Tommy and his sons. None of these men had seen one another in 50 years, and their wives and I watched as they began talking excitedly, laughing and smiling, as if they had seen one another the day before. I turned to one of the other wives and said, "We could run through here naked right now, and they wouldn't even notice!"

A few years ago, we went back to Connecticut to visit Tommy, and he took us to his brother's grave. The full weight of the cost of war fell on me as I subtracted the year of his birth from his death -- he was 23. And at 23, he'd already given more to his country than most of us ever will.

As we celebrate this year's Memorial Day, please the Richies. the men who pledged "our lives, our fortunes and our sacred honor" to found this new nation in 1776 -- most of whom died penniless. those who've made that ultimate sacrifice ever since then. It's the least we can do.


"Goodnight Saigon" By: Billy Joel..(Lyrics) u322r

††Ķɴɪɢʜᴛ††
2025-05-26
30
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===To Commemorate Memorial Day and ===To Celebrate Our Heroes Who Kept Us Safe!!!We Honor the Memory of America's Fallen Heroes. To All Veterans, Wounded Heroes, Active Duty Troops, Gold Star Families....Patriotic Americans--- Men & Women; Thank You All for Your ULTIMATE SACRIFICES...Happy Memorial Day. God Bless America!!! 1c6a5l


https://youtu.be/dRBzTPCIZkc?si=Pq3zrW78AAjGfpnM


Marriage A post I saw on Facebook>>>>>>>>> I did NOT write this... 9554j

HopeK429
2025-05-26
45
1

MARRIAGE
 When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outsidethe door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband.... The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. .Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. It could be the same with a marriage ...

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