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I am Kim...Kimbo to my friends I am small, never got to 5ft but what I lack in height I make up for in boobs and mouth.
Always be yourself, unless you can be a penguin. Then always be a penguin....
Sometimes... when you are sad... no one sees your tears Sometimes... when you are worried... no one sees your pain Sometimes... when you are happy... no one sees your smile But fart just once....
There once was a hobo named "Dirty Jim" He was old and smelly and lived in a bin. Walking one day guess what he found. A fiver laying all crinkled up on the ground.
If you're becoming an Opussycat today Here's a few tips to show you the way These are not rules they're just so you know How we roll here on Opuss. Right then, let's go...
The young girl was smiling when he walked through the door, She didn't notice him come strolling across the floor.
I cry myself to sleep at night Just wishing it would stop Maybe tomorrow it will cease Then again, maybe not You push me and you poke me You call me hurtful names To me it's like a prison But to you...
True love is giving someone the power to break your heart. But trusting them not to. ~Anonymous.
'Where?' 'Just through there, sir.' As I put my badge back into my coat I looked up and could see where the young patrolman was pointing. I nodded my acknowledgement and walked on.
This has to be my favourite conspiracy… Very weird. 911... 1) New York City has 11 letters 2) Afghanistan has 11 letters.
Once upon a story, In a swamp most grim and gory, There sat a creepy twisted tangled mat; Made of gnarled and mossy branches, Grown with magic, luck and chances, Grew a cottage shaped just like a...
Today is the first day of October. This marks the beginning of the Opuss #halloweenparty. I admittedly didn't expect the idea to get so many likes (31, actually, on the original post).
So as a woman you are supposed to be designed to bare a child, wider hips, breasts to feed, a womb to grow the foetus, so when you have a miscarriage you automatically feel like a failure, I sobbed...
Another day, another victim... And today I interviewed Kim, who you may also know as IrrationalKimmi... Q: What's the hardest Opuss you've ever had to write, and why was it difficult.
#projecthumanity Calling all Opussians. I am calling out to each and every one of you, on your iPad, your iPhone, your iPod Touch. I need your help. I have an idea.
[Inspired by @Delilah the Sweet's PA] **clears throat, stands** my name is Nicola, and I'm a personality. (sorry - I'll get on with it now)... Who am I. Well, drat. What a question. What a rat.
You're the author of your own story, don't let anyone take the pen away from you.
One day, in line at the company cafeteria, Jack says to Mike behind him, "My elbow hurts like hell. I guess I better see a doctor." "Listen, you don't have to spend that kind of money," Mike replies.
I knew a girl With a condition, Most baffling though I'm no physician; For with any kind Of cough or sneeze, From out her bottom ( | -) - - - - • Would fly peas.
"Ask yourself this question: 'Will this matter a year from now?'" ~~Richard Carlson.
Having been away from Opuss for a while, I have spent some time tonight browsing all the excellent material that has been posted.
Operator: Good morning and thank you for calling Happy Land. How can I help you today. Caller: I feel like shit, and I need cheering up Operator: that's great to hear.
Solve your own problems I have enough of my own. ~cool t-shirt.
What do you see nurses. . . . . .What do you see. What are you thinking .. . . . . when you're looking at me. A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise, Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .