I dare you... to hit paste in the replies.

[Luftwaffles]

VGA continuaba siendo el estándar al que apuntar si pretendías abarcar al grueso del público.

[Søren]

https://youtu.be/_th2keiChs4

[Russa Nodrey]

Favorite guest?

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[Banya]

Each year, hundreds of thousands of Ethiopian migrant women embark on dangerous journeys across the Gulf of Aden to find work in the Middle East. There, these women often earn half of average wages, experience long and unpredictable work hours, and remain one of the least protected workers under national labor legislations. You are a policy analyst for the International Labour Organization (ILO)'s latest program, Decent Work for Domestic Workers: Advocating for Institutional Reform in the Middle East. The ILO has asked that you select one Gulf country and assess its policies that affect the plight of Ethiopian migrant women. In 4-5 pages, identify the state's role in protecting the rights of these workers and policy changes it can enact to prevent further human rights violations.

Bibliography: To get a sense of how familiar you are with researching human rights topics, and to ensure you see multiple sides of the issue, the Proposal also requires you to include six (6) sources, only two (2) of which can be newspaper sources. You may, therefore, use journal articles, books, or other material from NGOs or UN bodies.

The policy brief will (1) outline the issue at hand, (2) speak to its particular regional or national history, (3) situate it in the larger context of international human rights law and (4) provide concrete suggestions as to solve the problem you have identified. We will be flexible with the format, as long as you cover the four (4) points listed above.

Due: Monday April 20

[Gonff the Mousethief]

Thing for my One Shot request

   Oh, the moors. Soft was the land, and fresh was the breeze. Adventure was an aroma smelt by the trio, as their quest, which was longsome, was nearing its in. Together, they visited one last ruin to spend the night, as tomorrow they would be crowned hero's of the Rweride.
"Oh, this journey eh! Sticks a coople rucks in y' britches don't it?" Questioned Aross, the bard of the group.
Lazdrum piped up to his friend's comment. "Not if you're wearin' lus n's!"
"Heh, I don' think y' where laddie!"
"Same 'fer yoo!"
"Quiet y' two brawnies! Me 'ead 'urts! Ploos, we be reachin' Urindow 'morrow, so clog y' pipes! Cytrine called at the two life long brothers. Being the only female in the group was tiresome. Those two seemed to never shut up!
"Suit y' self lassie!"
With this, Aross wrapped himslef up in his extra kilt and journied off into the land of dreams and mystery.
Lazdrum, however, was not tired at all. Really, the hefty archer was nervous. In his kilt pocket he ran his rough, worn out fingers across a beautiful ring, crafted with the finest and most precious metals. The smith had been so presise, that there was not a blemish or smudge on it. Surely, it was meant for a Queen, and a great one at that.
He had every right to be nervous. Cytrine was a beautiful young women. Her long, black hair was luscious and sparkled in the moonlit night. His however, was a dark brown and scruffy, not giving even a small hint of shimmer. Cytrine's rich brown eyes lit up any dark room, even if they themselves were dark. Everytone of her face radiated great beauty, which was uncommon for the people of this land. Proposel was not easy. Two years have they travled together, and every day they gre closer. Her brave, bold spirit had saved his left amny times, and his agility and theft had saved hers as well. Now the timing was perfect. The pale moonlight shone though a broken window by which Cytrine lie, reflecting off of her hai and milky white skin. This was it. Together they would ride into Urindow as a couple, sharing together the adventutes that they had witnessed. With a great heap of courage, the quick bowman got up and queitly walked to his love.
"Cytrine, may I ask you something, I must know," he whispered.
The women turned her head, shaking just a little with sweat rolling down her face."
"Yus?"
Lazdrum wiped the sweat away from her forehead. "What worries y'?"
"Oh, Notin' o' 'portance, carry on."
"Well, I just wanted to say I know. I know how you feel about the whole thing and what your prefance is."
With this, Cytrine hopped up, looking up at her friend with cold, dead eyes.. "You do not know! What I did wi' them does no' define meh!"
Lazdrum stepped back from her. "Wot y' mean?"
"I mean the Dardiers! Oi dun't know 'ow you found oot' but I dun't care! Too lung have Oi carried on with y' two, questin' and slayin' just t' get recognition! Moi true self is with them!"
An expression of horror came across his face. The Dardiers where a group of top notch assassins that hunted on flesh in Rweride. The Evil which consumes each and every one of them is one not taken lightly. It transforms people from humans to killing, savage slaves. He didn't know how to feel. Lazdrum could be killed right now on the spot along with his brother. No option wad left.
Slowly, Lazdrum pulled out the silver ring. "Oi don't care, nor want t' hear wot y've done. All I wanted t' ask was, if you wanted to marry meh."
This time, Cytrine stepped back. Had she just told him her secret? If so, why did he still love her? No, this couldn't be real, no one would love her. She was a brain-less killing machine in a women's body. No man would want that.
She looked back up with him, tears in her eyes.
"Yes".

After she spoke, her darrger was taken swiftly from her belt and thrusted into her chest, spewing her hot blood over her fiance. A thid could be heard as her dying body hit the stone floros of the building. Lazdrum dived down, and grabbed the women. He looked down at her. The shimmer in her hair seemed to have faded away. All of the life in her eyes was slowly leaving. The bright beatly of her skin was gone.
Tears flowed down the archer's eyes. While crying, he looked down, and saw three words move from his friend's mouth. Slowly they came, each on tugging out more and more of a precious life. As much as they hurt, she said them.
"I, Love, You."



The smell of wind seemed off today. It no longer flet sweet and lush. No, today it was stern, and cold, like a stern force. Through it though, two horses walked. The gray day had not dampened thier spirits, but it had their riders. Both brothers sat, looking west to the capitl of Rweride, Urindow. With a large sigh, Aross plodded down a small hill. Before doing the same, his brother, Lazdrum, looked back to the ruins where they had slept the night. Right outside was a small stone sticking up from the ground. Sitting right infront of it was a silver ring, crafted in the purest of ways. A smile came across the man's face. And with that, he plodded off with his brother towards their final destiny, the end goal of their trip. A solitary tear fell from his eye as his horse moved. He would always remember the good, even if it came from the bad.

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[Luftwaffles]

"Teal, teal, teal. Teal everywhere. Who cares about the rest of the color spectrum? Just throw teal everywhere".

[Banya]

reddish-magenta

[Søren]

Best match for Dan?
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[Russa Nodrey]

[Søren]

*Passes Popcorn to Soren*
Want any?

Thanks dude. *snacks*

Such fun.


Who in the flummoxing garbshaft voted for Lady Shael? She hasn't been on since before I even joined!

I think you did...

[Banya]

Many returning migrants "say that they would never advise any woman to go to Saudi Arabia as a domestic worker," but without access to unskilled jobs in Ethiopia, they are likely to migrate again (Migrant Rights).

[Søren]

ø

[Mhera]

http://weblogs.baltimoresun.com/entertainment/dining/reviews/blog/lasagna.jpg

With image tags:

[Søren]

Best match for Skarzs?
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Russa       -1 (7.7%)
Amber       -0 (0%)
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Corn       -2 (15.4%)
Banya       -3 (23.1%)
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[rrrrr]

Digg's ramsons?