1) Facebook makes over $8 million a MONTH from advertising alone.
2) Myspace makes almost $25 million.
3) Nexopia makes about $13 million
WE, the users, don't get any of this, even though WE are the ones making the pages, writing the blogs and uploading the pictures!
There's a brand new social networking site called Yuwie, which actually pays it's members just to use it!
The site has all of the features of nexopia, but here's the best bit, the more you use it, the more you get paid!
You think Nexopia has everything you need - That's fine! I love nexopia, and only use Yuwie to make money. Simply join Yuwie with this link, CLICK HERE
and then you can do the same! Hey, it's risk free. So you've got nothin to lose and alot to gain. PEACE!
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2) Myspace makes almost $25 million.
3) Nexopia makes about $13 million
WE, the users, don't get any of this, even though WE are the ones making the pages, writing the blogs and uploading the pictures!
There's a brand new social networking site called Yuwie, which actually pays it's members just to use it!
The site has all of the features of nexopia, but here's the best bit, the more you use it, the more you get paid!
You think Nexopia has everything you need - That's fine! I love nexopia, and only use Yuwie to make money. Simply join Yuwie with this link, CLICK HERE
and then you can do the same! Hey, it's risk free. So you've got nothin to lose and alot to gain. PEACE!
Shane Cooper
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Skiers are simply people who haven't yet gotten the hang of snowboarding
The cockiest, dirtiest, most irresponsible group of athletes in
the world. Will do anything just to be able to tell his teammates
a great story in the dressing room. Live the dream until they are
35 then realize they never made it. Ladies love us, guys want to be
Us, we are the soul of the universe. You lace up the skates, put on the gloves, strap on the helmet, and walk on to the ice and nothing else matters. It doesn’t matter that you failed a test, your girl is being a bitch, or that you got a ticket on the way there...your world is
absolutely perfect for the next couple hours. Here's to face-offs,
goals, assists, overtime, living on the road, cold rinks, early
mornings, breakaways, going top shelf, countless hours of
practice, bag skates, puking, thousands of dollars, dangling d-men,
end to end rushes, big hits, broken twigs, new skates, packing bombs, dropping the mitts, wheelin' broads, coaches, adding the letter "y" to the end of everyone's last name, the word "fuck", pick up, tape to tape sauce, let downs, miracles and most of all - the game of Hockey. Why?
Why do we skate back and forth night after night? Skating so hard we throw up. Skating so hard your heart beat rings in your head, while your lungs are grasping for air. Late nights, early mornings, Friday nights, Saturday evenings, broken bones, torn muscles and deep bruises. We skate through it all. Because we live off our adrenaline, because the game frees
your spirit, because the party in the locker room is second to none, because you’re invincible once you step on the ice, because one shot can make you smile all night, sniping the twine, top shelf where momma keeps the peanut butter, the rattling of the boards, the feel of the puck, and skates carving into the ice is a rhythm to live by, because its possible to skate fast enough to leave all your worries behind. Sweat is the cologne of our
accomplishment. Why?
the world. Will do anything just to be able to tell his teammates
a great story in the dressing room. Live the dream until they are
35 then realize they never made it. Ladies love us, guys want to be
Us, we are the soul of the universe. You lace up the skates, put on the gloves, strap on the helmet, and walk on to the ice and nothing else matters. It doesn’t matter that you failed a test, your girl is being a bitch, or that you got a ticket on the way there...your world is
absolutely perfect for the next couple hours. Here's to face-offs,
goals, assists, overtime, living on the road, cold rinks, early
mornings, breakaways, going top shelf, countless hours of
practice, bag skates, puking, thousands of dollars, dangling d-men,
end to end rushes, big hits, broken twigs, new skates, packing bombs, dropping the mitts, wheelin' broads, coaches, adding the letter "y" to the end of everyone's last name, the word "fuck", pick up, tape to tape sauce, let downs, miracles and most of all - the game of Hockey. Why?
Why do we skate back and forth night after night? Skating so hard we throw up. Skating so hard your heart beat rings in your head, while your lungs are grasping for air. Late nights, early mornings, Friday nights, Saturday evenings, broken bones, torn muscles and deep bruises. We skate through it all. Because we live off our adrenaline, because the game frees
your spirit, because the party in the locker room is second to none, because you’re invincible once you step on the ice, because one shot can make you smile all night, sniping the twine, top shelf where momma keeps the peanut butter, the rattling of the boards, the feel of the puck, and skates carving into the ice is a rhythm to live by, because its possible to skate fast enough to leave all your worries behind. Sweat is the cologne of our
accomplishment. Why?
Why would someone push themselves so hard the uneducated pussies always ask?
HOUSE LEAGUE, A, AA, AAA, JR.A, WHL, US COLLEGE, PRO ... It's never been for
the fucking the money, it's not for the girls, and it's not for the fame.
'The Boys' play because we fucking love it ...
HOUSE LEAGUE, A, AA, AAA, JR.A, WHL, US COLLEGE, PRO ... It's never been for
the fucking the money, it's not for the girls, and it's not for the fame.
'The Boys' play because we fucking love it ...