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| MissCleo
User ID: 76541118 United States10/03/2018 06:20 AM  Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | [link to m.youtube.com (secure)] Here’s a good example of him with the Saudis, that last bit was like fighting words imho, considering the Saudis like to think of themselves as the leaders of the Muslim world. But yeah, there was a lot of animosity there. The Saudis do consider themselves the leaders of the Muslim world, rulers of 2 billion population, home of Mecca, head of OIC, leadership of OPEC, owners of the most money of any individual on the planet, Royal Family larger than many governments, commander of ISIS, systematically killing other leaders in the Middle East to secure their power, and reforming the Caliphate under their control. Who will stop them? Or is their global domination a good thing? No one until Europe gets fed up and we have another set of crusades. And, no, it’s not, to me anyway. I preferred Papa’s peaceful outlook on religion, at least the outlook he had in private. A catholic and a Muslim leaning against each other praying to the same God in different ways. I forgot to ask you, what’s the symbolism of the white shirt and cocaine? And the symbolism of my necklace? You peaked my curiosity. well obviously you were drugged. the white shirt is a method where someone snorting cocaine doesn't snort it, they suck it into the straw and blow it on their white shirt. so it wasn't through cocaine, which was pretty pure in the 1980's until the chemicals to produce it were changed and additives were introduced. Cocaine is actually a good drug when pure, it's a mild stimulant that is assimilated through the kidneys. It's natural and doesn't have a hangover effect. symbolism of the necklace is a mark of someone drugged, with the trademark of the drugger. I suspect it wasn't just cocaine. |
| MissCleo
User ID: 76541118 United States10/03/2018 06:24 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Hey Anna, I don't want to derail the amateur psychotherapy indoctrination if you are into that, but I was thinking last night about Ghadafi. I always liked him. My unlanded friends did not. They ranted about being forced to read the Green Book in school so I drove into the city to check out a copy. I was Quoting: Mama Outlaw impressed. I remember thinking he's a genius, maybe naive and jejune but a genius with a whole underdeveloped country to make his thesis project. A genius and a good heart. I liked him. Always found him attractive too, not in his Michael Jackson duds but in his burka, the brown wrap he wore when he visited the undeveloped people. He will be remembered a very long time. He will be loved. So what did y'all do for food? Room service? Delivery? Sneak out for sandwiches? What else did you do? You have to do something else. You sleep, talk, eat but you have to do something more. You have to stretch. You want to move your large muscles. You want sunlight. Did you have a balcony or courtyard? Did you walk outside? If you tell me you put him in a plain dark suit and went into the city to walk around I will die of envy or joy or both. What language did you speak? Italian? English? Did you sing? What did you dream when you slept? Did he snore? What did he smell like? Did he pray? Shower immediately after making love? Did you get to shower with him? Did he throw his towels on the floor or hang them carefully (or lose them in the room, in the bedclothes or over chair backs as so do. If you want to share those details... But it's a sunny day too. Reading over the thread and realized I forgot to answer a question. Did he snore? Not really. I’ve always been a bit of an insomniac, even more so now with the night terrors, sometimes I’d wake up and could go back to sleep, so I’d sit up and watch him. Sounds creepy I know. He’d breathe deeply every now and again and I could tell he was dreaming sometimes. One night he mumbled something, but I couldn’t understand. I liked to run my fingers through his hair while he slept, I’d kiss him too, but stopped after I woke him up once. It didn’t upset him or anything, I just felt kinda bad about doing it. I could hear Petra every night, she’d walk back and forth up the hallway, humming every now and again, I considered talking to her, but didn’t want Papa to wake up with me missing. night terrors. I suspect from dad. Do you wake suddenly from a frightful dream, sweating and in superficial pain, breathless? Or do you dream with your eyes open of something coming after you? Do you make cry noises in your sleep? |
| PhallexJones
User ID: 76967739 United States10/03/2018 06:27 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My cousin was good friends with him when he lived in the USA back before he took over. All those years when the media was presenting him in a bad light as the enemy, my cousin would never say a bad thing about him. ok "McDonald's is some of the best food you can find. But keep buying that overpriced bullshit from Whole Foods why don't ya?" anon |
| anna gaddafi
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| MissCleo
User ID: 76541118 United States10/03/2018 06:52 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My cousin was good friends with him when he lived in the USA back before he took over. All those years when the media was presenting him in a bad light as the enemy, my cousin would never say a bad thing about him. Quoting: PhallexJones It was hilarious when Gaddafi went Liberace. He was wearing like Elton John's hand-me-downs, sparkly rainbow sequin jackets with beaded parasols, hilarious. Gaddadi was like the hippie of the Middle East. Of course that reflected his statement against the other Arab leaders who couldn't comprehend "gay" or Western at the time. So removed and so Wahabbi. But Gadaffi embraced Africa, the culture outside the Caliphate and the beauty of life. I mean really, if it wasn't for the brutality of Islamic law he would be a great guy. But the rule of the sword just didn't fit with progressive Democracy because beheading is just a bloody mess. |
| anna gaddafi
(OP) User ID: 73171792 United States10/03/2018 06:57 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: anna gaddafi [link to m.youtube.com (secure)] Here’s a good example of him with the Saudis, that last bit was like fighting words imho, considering the Saudis like to think of themselves as the leaders of the Muslim world. But yeah, there was a lot of animosity there. The Saudis do consider themselves the leaders of the Muslim world, rulers of 2 billion population, home of Mecca, head of OIC, leadership of OPEC, owners of the most money of any individual on the planet, Royal Family larger than many governments, commander of ISIS, systematically killing other leaders in the Middle East to secure their power, and reforming the Caliphate under their control. Who will stop them? Or is their global domination a good thing? No one until Europe gets fed up and we have another set of crusades. And, no, it’s not, to me anyway. I preferred Papa’s peaceful outlook on religion, at least the outlook he had in private. A catholic and a Muslim leaning against each other praying to the same God in different ways. I forgot to ask you, what’s the symbolism of the white shirt and cocaine? And the symbolism of my necklace? You peaked my curiosity. well obviously you were drugged. the white shirt is a method where someone snorting cocaine doesn't snort it, they suck it into the straw and blow it on their white shirt. so it wasn't through cocaine, which was pretty pure in the 1980's until the chemicals to produce it were changed and additives were introduced. Cocaine is actually a good drug when pure, it's a mild stimulant that is assimilated through the kidneys. It's natural and doesn't have a hangover effect. symbolism of the necklace is a mark of someone drugged, with the trademark of the drugger. I suspect it wasn't just cocaine. That’s interesting, but no, he was only wearing his pajama pants. We didn’t use a straw, just straight up the nose. The only effect it had was the fact that I completely forgot all of my problems for awhile, but I also wanted sex. I felt euphoric, everything felt great, I felt like he and I were one single person experiencing pleasure in two separate bodies. I know that must sound weird, I can’t quite describe it. I remember everything vividly. I didn’t have a hangover, but after spending most of the night ‘in bed’ I was sore. He gave me my necklace the next day, with all of the other gifts. anna gaddafi |
| MissCleo
User ID: 76541118 United States10/03/2018 07:02 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: MissCleo The Saudis do consider themselves the leaders of the Muslim world, rulers of 2 billion population, home of Mecca, head of OIC, leadership of OPEC, owners of the most money of any individual on the planet, Royal Family larger than many governments, commander of ISIS, systematically killing other leaders in the Middle East to secure their power, and reforming the Caliphate under their control. Who will stop them? Or is their global domination a good thing? No one until Europe gets fed up and we have another set of crusades. And, no, it’s not, to me anyway. I preferred Papa’s peaceful outlook on religion, at least the outlook he had in private. A catholic and a Muslim leaning against each other praying to the same God in different ways. I forgot to ask you, what’s the symbolism of the white shirt and cocaine? And the symbolism of my necklace? You peaked my curiosity. well obviously you were drugged. the white shirt is a method where someone snorting cocaine doesn't snort it, they suck it into the straw and blow it on their white shirt. so it wasn't through cocaine, which was pretty pure in the 1980's until the chemicals to produce it were changed and additives were introduced. Cocaine is actually a good drug when pure, it's a mild stimulant that is assimilated through the kidneys. It's natural and doesn't have a hangover effect. symbolism of the necklace is a mark of someone drugged, with the trademark of the drugger. I suspect it wasn't just cocaine. That’s interesting, but no, he was only wearing his pajama pants. We didn’t use a straw, just straight up the nose. The only effect it had was the fact that I completely forgot all of my problems for awhile, but I also wanted sex. I felt euphoric, everything felt great, I felt like he and I were one single person experiencing pleasure in two separate bodies. I know that must sound weird, I can’t quite describe it. I remember everything vividly. I didn’t have a hangover, but after spending most of the night ‘in bed’ I was sore. He gave me my necklace the next day, with all of the other gifts. roofied. and possibly harm to your unborn. would you mind describing your dad's contacts and activity after that regarding his business? |
| anna gaddafi
(OP) User ID: 73171792 United States10/03/2018 07:03 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Hey Anna, I don't want to derail the amateur psychotherapy indoctrination if you are into that, but I was thinking last night about Ghadafi. I always liked him. My unlanded friends did not. They ranted about being forced to read the Green Book in school so I drove into the city to check out a copy. I was Quoting: Mama Outlaw impressed. I remember thinking he's a genius, maybe naive and jejune but a genius with a whole underdeveloped country to make his thesis project. A genius and a good heart. I liked him. Always found him attractive too, not in his Michael Jackson duds but in his burka, the brown wrap he wore when he visited the undeveloped people. He will be remembered a very long time. He will be loved. So what did y'all do for food? Room service? Delivery? Sneak out for sandwiches? What else did you do? You have to do something else. You sleep, talk, eat but you have to do something more. You have to stretch. You want to move your large muscles. You want sunlight. Did you have a balcony or courtyard? Did you walk outside? If you tell me you put him in a plain dark suit and went into the city to walk around I will die of envy or joy or both. What language did you speak? Italian? English? Did you sing? What did you dream when you slept? Did he snore? What did he smell like? Did he pray? Shower immediately after making love? Did you get to shower with him? Did he throw his towels on the floor or hang them carefully (or lose them in the room, in the bedclothes or over chair backs as so do. If you want to share those details... But it's a sunny day too. Reading over the thread and realized I forgot to answer a question. Did he snore? Not really. I’ve always been a bit of an insomniac, even more so now with the night terrors, sometimes I’d wake up and could go back to sleep, so I’d sit up and watch him. Sounds creepy I know. He’d breathe deeply every now and again and I could tell he was dreaming sometimes. One night he mumbled something, but I couldn’t understand. I liked to run my fingers through his hair while he slept, I’d kiss him too, but stopped after I woke him up once. It didn’t upset him or anything, I just felt kinda bad about doing it. I could hear Petra every night, she’d walk back and forth up the hallway, humming every now and again, I considered talking to her, but didn’t want Papa to wake up with me missing. night terrors. I suspect from dad. Do you wake suddenly from a frightful dream, sweating and in superficial pain, breathless? Or do you dream with your eyes open of something coming after you? Do you make cry noises in your sleep? Probably, though I didn’t have the night terrors nearly as bad as I do now, I was just hyper vigilant all of the time. I had to be to pick up on those subtle cues that my father was about to go off on me. Yeah, cold sweats, out of breath, not usually pain, but sometimes crying. I don’t dream of anything coming after me. I usually dream of Papa getting beaten to death by those animals, I’m there, but can’t ever get to him in time. Sometimes I dream I’m alone with his body at the meat locker in Misrata. I’m holding him and crying, wishing I were dead too. It’s never easy, I don’t get a lot of sleep, not nearly as much as I should. Last time I stayed with my brother he said I talk in my sleep. I know I cry though because I wake up with my cheeks wet and eyes swollen. anna gaddafi |
| anna gaddafi
(OP) User ID: 73171792 United States10/03/2018 07:04 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My cousin was good friends with him when he lived in the USA back before he took over. All those years when the media was presenting him in a bad light as the enemy, my cousin would never say a bad thing about him. Quoting: PhallexJones Never heard that he lived in the US, but sounds like your cousin is a reasonable guy. anna gaddafi |
| anna gaddafi
(OP) User ID: 73171792 United States10/03/2018 07:08 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: anna gaddafi No one until Europe gets fed up and we have another set of crusades. And, no, it’s not, to me anyway. I preferred Papa’s peaceful outlook on religion, at least the outlook he had in private. A catholic and a Muslim leaning against each other praying to the same God in different ways. I forgot to ask you, what’s the symbolism of the white shirt and cocaine? And the symbolism of my necklace? You peaked my curiosity. well obviously you were drugged. the white shirt is a method where someone snorting cocaine doesn't snort it, they suck it into the straw and blow it on their white shirt. so it wasn't through cocaine, which was pretty pure in the 1980's until the chemicals to produce it were changed and additives were introduced. Cocaine is actually a good drug when pure, it's a mild stimulant that is assimilated through the kidneys. It's natural and doesn't have a hangover effect. symbolism of the necklace is a mark of someone drugged, with the trademark of the drugger. I suspect it wasn't just cocaine. That’s interesting, but no, he was only wearing his pajama pants. We didn’t use a straw, just straight up the nose. The only effect it had was the fact that I completely forgot all of my problems for awhile, but I also wanted sex. I felt euphoric, everything felt great, I felt like he and I were one single person experiencing pleasure in two separate bodies. I know that must sound weird, I can’t quite describe it. I remember everything vividly. I didn’t have a hangover, but after spending most of the night ‘in bed’ I was sore. He gave me my necklace the next day, with all of the other gifts. roofied. and possibly harm to your unborn. would you mind describing your dad's contacts and activity after that regarding his business? I don’t think so, if he roofied me he roofied himself as well. Plus I remember every little detail, Rohypnol has a severe sedative effect. I felt lucid and full of energy. We’d only had sex once at that point, doubtful he’d of been thinking of our son. I could have conceived at any time during that week... Edit - I don’t know about my father’s dealings, I pretty much kept out of ‘adult business’ ie. work. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary to me though. Last Edited by anna gaddafi on 10/03/2018 07:14 AM anna gaddafi |
| Capt. James Cook
User ID: 76486218 United States10/03/2018 07:19 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: anna gaddafi I’m referring to the inherently negative view of sex, not that all Americans literally have a Puritan ancestor. Just because the other poster makes a statement doesn't make it true. If anything the sex is out of control and that's what's wrong with society. Oh boyy :P Do I have a lot to say aboot that :P Thread: To have sex for pleasure with someone is lustful physical bondage...... I just read this thread... So...you’re saying anytime you have sex with someone it’s physical bondage? Does that go both ways or is the female the one who’s enslaved to the man...? When we have sex certain chemicals are released to create a pair bond, this is very much true. Some bonds are stronger than others, I’d be on the higher end of this spectrum. The idea of being with any other man is repulsive to me. The last time I had sex I laid there like a dead fish until he was done, and I insisted he use a condom, the idea of his ‘stuff’ being inside was just too much. After that I decided I didn’t want to put myself through that again for the sake of a ‘normal’ life. And you’re assuming procreation was totally out of the picture, it obviously wasn’t... Hm I'm not sure about some kind of chemical thing..... by "physical" I meant that... like your partner feels they own your body, in a way... to use for sexual pleasure.... like their sexual object, I guess It's really just lust, when it comes down to it.... to perform sex for pleasure Whether or not both are doing it for pleasure or just one :P I feel if someone in a couple simply refused to ever have recreational sex with the other..... then the other might actually see that person as like drifting apart or something :/ :P People get "attached" in that way.... and it's not good, imo it's perverse, really I've said that it' really just someone using the other person's body to masturbate with :P Like... that's what they're doing!... They're having sex for pleasure! And people get emotionally attached to the other person.... because they had recreational sex They think they did something really deep and emotional and intimate with the other person... when in reality.... they just used the other person's body to masturbate with It's pretty messed up actually :P ... They think they have some kind of strong "bond" with the other at that point.... from having recreational sex with them.... but in reality the other person was really just a target of their lust :P I feel that many relationship are based on sex for pleasure It's not good People mistake lust for love ... in a world where lust in this manner is ok which it isn't Recreational sex (sex for pleasure) is not love.... um... it's lust :P And btw... :P..... my old account was banned from posting on ur thread here :P.... this is my new account :P When I tried to post here, I was automatically banned :P :P Just for the record :P |
| anna gaddafi
(OP) User ID: 73171792 United States10/03/2018 07:26 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: Fur Whisperer Pete Just because the other poster makes a statement doesn't make it true. If anything the sex is out of control and that's what's wrong with society. Oh boyy :P Do I have a lot to say aboot that :P Thread: To have sex for pleasure with someone is lustful physical bondage...... I just read this thread... So...you’re saying anytime you have sex with someone it’s physical bondage? Does that go both ways or is the female the one who’s enslaved to the man...? When we have sex certain chemicals are released to create a pair bond, this is very much true. Some bonds are stronger than others, I’d be on the higher end of this spectrum. The idea of being with any other man is repulsive to me. The last time I had sex I laid there like a dead fish until he was done, and I insisted he use a condom, the idea of his ‘stuff’ being inside was just too much. After that I decided I didn’t want to put myself through that again for the sake of a ‘normal’ life. And you’re assuming procreation was totally out of the picture, it obviously wasn’t... Hm I'm not sure about some kind of chemical thing..... by "physical" I meant that... like your partner feels they own your body, in a way... to use for sexual pleasure.... like their sexual object, I guess It's really just lust, when it comes down to it.... to perform sex for pleasure Whether or not both are doing it for pleasure or just one :P I feel if someone in a couple simply refused to ever have recreational sex with the other..... then the other might actually see that person as like drifting apart or something :/ :P People get "attached" in that way.... and it's not good, imo it's perverse, really I've said that it' really just someone using the other person's body to masturbate with :P Like... that's what they're doing!... They're having sex for pleasure! And people get emotionally attached to the other person.... because they had recreational sex They think they did something really deep and emotional and intimate with the other person... when in reality.... they just used the other person's body to masturbate with It's pretty messed up actually :P ... They think they have some kind of strong "bond" with the other at that point.... from having recreational sex with them.... but in reality the other person was really just a target of their lust :P I feel that many relationship are based on sex for pleasure It's not good People mistake lust for love ... in a world where lust in this manner is ok which it isn't Recreational sex (sex for pleasure) is not love.... um... it's lust :P And btw... :P..... my old account was banned from posting on ur thread here :P.... this is my new account :P When I tried to post here, I was automatically banned :P :P Just for the record :P That makes sense I suppose. So if two people are in love and give to each other freely because they want the other to feel good...is that the same or different in your opinion? Alrighty, that’s fine. anna gaddafi |
| MissCleo
User ID: 76541118 United States10/03/2018 07:26 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: MissCleo well obviously you were drugged. the white shirt is a method where someone snorting cocaine doesn't snort it, they suck it into the straw and blow it on their white shirt. so it wasn't through cocaine, which was pretty pure in the 1980's until the chemicals to produce it were changed and additives were introduced. Cocaine is actually a good drug when pure, it's a mild stimulant that is assimilated through the kidneys. It's natural and doesn't have a hangover effect. symbolism of the necklace is a mark of someone drugged, with the trademark of the drugger. I suspect it wasn't just cocaine. That’s interesting, but no, he was only wearing his pajama pants. We didn’t use a straw, just straight up the nose. The only effect it had was the fact that I completely forgot all of my problems for awhile, but I also wanted sex. I felt euphoric, everything felt great, I felt like he and I were one single person experiencing pleasure in two separate bodies. I know that must sound weird, I can’t quite describe it. I remember everything vividly. I didn’t have a hangover, but after spending most of the night ‘in bed’ I was sore. He gave me my necklace the next day, with all of the other gifts. roofied. and possibly harm to your unborn. would you mind describing your dad's contacts and activity after that regarding his business? I don’t think so, if he roofied me he roofied himself as well. Plus I remember every little detail, Rohypnol has a severe sedative effect. I felt lucid and full of energy. We’d only had sex once at that point, doubtful he’d of been thinking of our son. I could have conceived at any time during that week... Edit - I don’t know about my father’s dealings, I pretty much kept out of ‘adult business’ ie. work. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary to me though. What were the circumstances that got him to the desk job a few months later? When you left Malta was the atmosphere pleasant or urgent? Did you have a medical physical examination of any kind during that time for reentry back to the states? You commuted to college, right, and stayed with dad? |
| Capt. James Cook
User ID: 76486218 United States10/03/2018 07:36 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: Capt. James Cook Oh boyy :P Do I have a lot to say aboot that :P Thread: To have sex for pleasure with someone is lustful physical bondage...... I just read this thread... So...you’re saying anytime you have sex with someone it’s physical bondage? Does that go both ways or is the female the one who’s enslaved to the man...? When we have sex certain chemicals are released to create a pair bond, this is very much true. Some bonds are stronger than others, I’d be on the higher end of this spectrum. The idea of being with any other man is repulsive to me. The last time I had sex I laid there like a dead fish until he was done, and I insisted he use a condom, the idea of his ‘stuff’ being inside was just too much. After that I decided I didn’t want to put myself through that again for the sake of a ‘normal’ life. And you’re assuming procreation was totally out of the picture, it obviously wasn’t... Hm I'm not sure about some kind of chemical thing..... by "physical" I meant that... like your partner feels they own your body, in a way... to use for sexual pleasure.... like their sexual object, I guess It's really just lust, when it comes down to it.... to perform sex for pleasure Whether or not both are doing it for pleasure or just one :P I feel if someone in a couple simply refused to ever have recreational sex with the other..... then the other might actually see that person as like drifting apart or something :/ :P People get "attached" in that way.... and it's not good, imo it's perverse, really I've said that it' really just someone using the other person's body to masturbate with :P Like... that's what they're doing!... They're having sex for pleasure! And people get emotionally attached to the other person.... because they had recreational sex They think they did something really deep and emotional and intimate with the other person... when in reality.... they just used the other person's body to masturbate with It's pretty messed up actually :P ... They think they have some kind of strong "bond" with the other at that point.... from having recreational sex with them.... but in reality the other person was really just a target of their lust :P I feel that many relationship are based on sex for pleasure It's not good People mistake lust for love ... in a world where lust in this manner is ok which it isn't Recreational sex (sex for pleasure) is not love.... um... it's lust :P And btw... :P..... my old account was banned from posting on ur thread here :P.... this is my new account :P When I tried to post here, I was automatically banned :P :P Just for the record :P That makes sense I suppose. So if two people are in love and give to each other freely because they want the other to feel good...is that the same or different in your opinion? Alrighty, that’s fine. :P I meant that I wasn't just banned from posting on you tread here... I was completely banned from GLP The whole freakin site lol :P! |
| Capt. James Cook
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| anna gaddafi
(OP) User ID: 73171792 United States10/03/2018 07:38 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: anna gaddafi That’s interesting, but no, he was only wearing his pajama pants. We didn’t use a straw, just straight up the nose. The only effect it had was the fact that I completely forgot all of my problems for awhile, but I also wanted sex. I felt euphoric, everything felt great, I felt like he and I were one single person experiencing pleasure in two separate bodies. I know that must sound weird, I can’t quite describe it. I remember everything vividly. I didn’t have a hangover, but after spending most of the night ‘in bed’ I was sore. He gave me my necklace the next day, with all of the other gifts. roofied. and possibly harm to your unborn. would you mind describing your dad's contacts and activity after that regarding his business? I don’t think so, if he roofied me he roofied himself as well. Plus I remember every little detail, Rohypnol has a severe sedative effect. I felt lucid and full of energy. We’d only had sex once at that point, doubtful he’d of been thinking of our son. I could have conceived at any time during that week... Edit - I don’t know about my father’s dealings, I pretty much kept out of ‘adult business’ ie. work. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary to me though. What were the circumstances that got him to the desk job a few months later? When you left Malta was the atmosphere pleasant or urgent? Did you have a medical physical examination of any kind during that time for reentry back to the states? You commuted to college, right, and stayed with dad? He asked for one, since I had fallen pregnant. He figured he’d need to be a bit more available in case I had an issue or whatever. Probably the most fatherly thing he’d done in a long time. He considered taking me to my mother, but that didn’t go anywhere, I was kinda hoping he would since me being half Italian and Papa being Italian/Libyan I figured our son would be darker than me. Living in Milan at least he could blend in better than living with a couple of Scandinavian looking folks. Since my father had been working for the diplomatic corps. awhile it didn’t take much for him to get a position he liked. Neither. I wasn’t keen on it because leaving Malta meant leaving the Libyan consulate and the people I’d met there, my lifeline to Papa. But my father was fairly casual about the whole affair. No, nothing outside of the normal look in the eyes and temp check. Yes, I lived with my father up until I was 27. Last Edited by anna gaddafi on 10/03/2018 07:40 AM anna gaddafi |
| Capt. James Cook
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| anna gaddafi
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| MissCleo
User ID: 76541118 United States10/03/2018 07:46 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | He asked for one, since I had fallen pregnant. He figured he’d need to be a bit more available in case I had an issue or whatever. Probably the most fatherly thing he’d done in a long time. He considered taking me to my mother, but that didn’t go anywhere, I was kinda hoping he would since me being half Italian and Papa being Italian/Libyan I figured our son would be darker than me. Living in Milan at least he could blend in better than living with a couple of Scandinavian looking folks. Since my father had been working for the diplomatic corps. awhile it didn’t take much for him to get a position he liked. Quoting: MissCleo Neither. I wasn’t keen on it because leaving Malta meant leaving the Libyan consulate and the people I’d met there, my lifeline to Papa. But my father was fairly casual about the whole affair. No, nothing outside of the normal look in the eyes and temp check. Yes, I lived with my father up until I was 27. did they take blood at the physical exam? finger prick? urine sample? where did the abortion take place? Last Edited by Agent 99 on 10/03/2018 07:47 AM |
| anna gaddafi
(OP) User ID: 73171792 United States10/03/2018 07:57 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: anna gaddafi I don’t think so, if he roofied me he roofied himself as well. Plus I remember every little detail, Rohypnol has a severe sedative effect. I felt lucid and full of energy. We’d only had sex once at that point, doubtful he’d of been thinking of our son. I could have conceived at any time during that week... Edit - I don’t know about my father’s dealings, I pretty much kept out of ‘adult business’ ie. work. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary to me though. What were the circumstances that got him to the desk job a few months later? When you left Malta was the atmosphere pleasant or urgent? Did you have a medical physical examination of any kind during that time for reentry back to the states? You commuted to college, right, and stayed with dad? He asked for one, since I had fallen pregnant. He figured he’d need to be a bit more available in case I had an issue or whatever. Probably the most fatherly thing he’d done in a long time. He considered taking me to my mother, but that didn’t go anywhere, I was kinda hoping he would since me being half Italian and Papa being Italian/Libyan I figured our son would be darker than me. Living in Milan at least he could blend in better than living with a couple of Scandinavian looking folks. Since my father had been working for the diplomatic corps. awhile it didn’t take much for him to get a position he liked. Neither. I wasn’t keen on it because leaving Malta meant leaving the Libyan consulate and the people I’d met there, my lifeline to Papa. But my father was fairly casual about the whole affair. No, nothing outside of the normal look in the eyes and temp check. Yes, I lived with my father up until I was 27. did they take blood at the physical exam? finger prick? urine sample? where did the abortion take place? No, it was just a basic reentry exam. A doctor checks your temperature, and then looks in your mouth and under your eyelids. Pretty stand stuff for back then. The next time I had any of that done was at the American gynecologist I saw a couple of times, they did the whole nine yards, urine sample, blood test, you name it. I guess all that’s pretty normal though. Can’t really say. It was a doctor’s office after hours. I don’t really remember the specifics, I slept on the way, I had just eaten and I was exhausted. I remember waking up and it being a clinic I didn’t recognize, my dad said my normal doctor couldn’t see me that day, so I had to see this one. And like an idiot I believed him. Nothing looked out of the ordinary at the time, it wasn’t until the doctor came in and started talking did I realize what was happening. I put up a hell of a fight though, the doctor had to stitch the nurses finger up my father said. My father had a nasty habit of telling me gruesome little details about the event when he was high and in a particularly bad mood. Like how the nurse would put her whole weight on my belly while the doctor pulled, and how my son was born alive and whined before dying, how my son had dark hair. Sometimes I’d wonder if God hated me. Last Edited by anna gaddafi on 10/03/2018 07:58 AM anna gaddafi |
| Concorde Warrior F-BVFA
User ID: 76997923  France10/03/2018 08:05 AM  Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I am 100% from Corsican descent with Napoleonic blood running in my veins. This I was told by my late father. He was a WWII high rank military man (RIP). Muammar al-Gaddafi was the illegitimate son of a Corsica air man and WWII hero. Snip: Albert Preziosi (25 July 1915 - 28 July 1943) was a Free French air officer and war hero, and rumored to be the father of Libyan leader Muammar al-Gaddafi. Preziosi was born in Vezzani, on the island of Corsica. During World War II, he joined the Free French forces as an air officer. He first fought with General Leclerc in North Africa. His aircraft was shot down in the summer of 1942 and Freziosi was declared missing. However, he had survived the crash, and was taken in by a Libyan family. He stayed for a month before returning to his unit, where he was later transferred to Russia. Flying in the Normandie-Niemen squadron, he was killed when his plane was shot down in 1943. He is commemorated by a plaque in Vezzani, and his story is popular among locals.[1] -50% [link to en.wikipedia.org (secure)]  I came. I saw. I Concorde. For once you have tasted Concorde you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return. "I would say today we can integrate all religions and races EXCEPT ISLAM." Singapore's founding father Lee Kuan Y ew |
| MissCleo
User ID: 76541118 United States10/03/2018 08:07 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: MissCleo What were the circumstances that got him to the desk job a few months later? When you left Malta was the atmosphere pleasant or urgent? Did you have a medical physical examination of any kind during that time for reentry back to the states? You commuted to college, right, and stayed with dad? He asked for one, since I had fallen pregnant. He figured he’d need to be a bit more available in case I had an issue or whatever. Probably the most fatherly thing he’d done in a long time. He considered taking me to my mother, but that didn’t go anywhere, I was kinda hoping he would since me being half Italian and Papa being Italian/Libyan I figured our son would be darker than me. Living in Milan at least he could blend in better than living with a couple of Scandinavian looking folks. Since my father had been working for the diplomatic corps. awhile it didn’t take much for him to get a position he liked. Neither. I wasn’t keen on it because leaving Malta meant leaving the Libyan consulate and the people I’d met there, my lifeline to Papa. But my father was fairly casual about the whole affair. No, nothing outside of the normal look in the eyes and temp check. Yes, I lived with my father up until I was 27. did they take blood at the physical exam? finger prick? urine sample? where did the abortion take place? No, it was just a basic reentry exam. A doctor checks your temperature, and then looks in your mouth and under your eyelids. Pretty stand stuff for back then. The next time I had any of that done was at the American gynecologist I saw a couple of times, they did the whole nine yards, urine sample, blood test, you name it. I guess all that’s pretty normal though. Can’t really say. It was a doctor’s office after hours. I don’t really remember the specifics, I slept on the way, I had just eaten and I was exhausted. I remember waking up and it being a clinic I didn’t recognize, my dad said my normal doctor couldn’t see me that day, so I had to see this one. And like an idiot I believed him. Nothing looked out of the ordinary at the time, it wasn’t until the doctor came in and started talking did I realize what was happening. I put up a hell of a fight though, the doctor had to stitch the nurses finger up my father said. My father had a nasty habit of telling me gruesome little details about the event when he was high and in a particularly bad mood. Like how the nurse would put her whole weight on my belly while the doctor pulled, and how my son was born alive and whined before dying, how my son had dark hair. Sometimes I’d wonder if God hated me. thank you for sharing that. I'm sorry for your experience. Your father was cruel, eh? What an asshole for using those words against you. How many months were you when this happened? |
| MissCleo
User ID: 76541118 United States10/03/2018 08:09 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I am 100% from Corsican descent with Napoleonic blood running in my veins. Quoting: Concorde Warrior F-BVFA This I was told by my late father. He was a WWII high rank military man (RIP). Muammar al-Gaddafi was the illegitimate son of a Corsica air man and WWII hero. Snip: Albert Preziosi (25 July 1915 - 28 July 1943) was a Free French air officer and war hero, and rumored to be the father of Libyan leader Muammar al-Gaddafi. Preziosi was born in Vezzani, on the island of Corsica. During World War II, he joined the Free French forces as an air officer. He first fought with General Leclerc in North Africa. His aircraft was shot down in the summer of 1942 and Freziosi was declared missing. However, he had survived the crash, and was taken in by a Libyan family. He stayed for a month before returning to his unit, where he was later transferred to Russia. Flying in the Normandie-Niemen squadron, he was killed when his plane was shot down in 1943. He is commemorated by a plaque in Vezzani, and his story is popular among locals.[1] -50% [link to en.wikipedia.org (secure)] true. |
| anna gaddafi
(OP) User ID: 73171792 United States10/03/2018 08:15 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I am 100% from Corsican descent with Napoleonic blood running in my veins. Quoting: Concorde Warrior F-BVFA This I was told by my late father. He was a WWII high rank military man (RIP). Muammar al-Gaddafi was the illegitimate son of a Corsica air man and WWII hero. Snip: Albert Preziosi (25 July 1915 - 28 July 1943) was a Free French air officer and war hero, and rumored to be the father of Libyan leader Muammar al-Gaddafi. Preziosi was born in Vezzani, on the island of Corsica. During World War II, he joined the Free French forces as an air officer. He first fought with General Leclerc in North Africa. His aircraft was shot down in the summer of 1942 and Freziosi was declared missing. However, he had survived the crash, and was taken in by a Libyan family. He stayed for a month before returning to his unit, where he was later transferred to Russia. Flying in the Normandie-Niemen squadron, he was killed when his plane was shot down in 1943. He is commemorated by a plaque in Vezzani, and his story is popular among locals.[1] -50% [link to en.wikipedia.org (secure)] I’d believe that. The rumors at the time were that his father wasn’t his biological father, and that his real father was either French or Italian. I know he most certainly had a goodly amount of Italian on his mother’s side (her family had been ‘arabized’, but were descendants of Italian colonists), so yeah. This was a touchy subject with him, he didn’t look quite Arabic enough for some of his peers, and they pointed it out. This photo of him with other Arab leaders is a good example: [link to www.gettyimages.com (secure)] And I must say, I’ve never heard of an Arab man with pink nipples. ;) anna gaddafi |
| MissCleo
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| anna gaddafi
(OP) User ID: 73171792 United States10/03/2018 08:21 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: anna gaddafi He asked for one, since I had fallen pregnant. He figured he’d need to be a bit more available in case I had an issue or whatever. Probably the most fatherly thing he’d done in a long time. He considered taking me to my mother, but that didn’t go anywhere, I was kinda hoping he would since me being half Italian and Papa being Italian/Libyan I figured our son would be darker than me. Living in Milan at least he could blend in better than living with a couple of Scandinavian looking folks. Since my father had been working for the diplomatic corps. awhile it didn’t take much for him to get a position he liked. Neither. I wasn’t keen on it because leaving Malta meant leaving the Libyan consulate and the people I’d met there, my lifeline to Papa. But my father was fairly casual about the whole affair. No, nothing outside of the normal look in the eyes and temp check. Yes, I lived with my father up until I was 27. did they take blood at the physical exam? finger prick? urine sample? where did the abortion take place? No, it was just a basic reentry exam. A doctor checks your temperature, and then looks in your mouth and under your eyelids. Pretty stand stuff for back then. The next time I had any of that done was at the American gynecologist I saw a couple of times, they did the whole nine yards, urine sample, blood test, you name it. I guess all that’s pretty normal though. Can’t really say. It was a doctor’s office after hours. I don’t really remember the specifics, I slept on the way, I had just eaten and I was exhausted. I remember waking up and it being a clinic I didn’t recognize, my dad said my normal doctor couldn’t see me that day, so I had to see this one. And like an idiot I believed him. Nothing looked out of the ordinary at the time, it wasn’t until the doctor came in and started talking did I realize what was happening. I put up a hell of a fight though, the doctor had to stitch the nurses finger up my father said. My father had a nasty habit of telling me gruesome little details about the event when he was high and in a particularly bad mood. Like how the nurse would put her whole weight on my belly while the doctor pulled, and how my son was born alive and whined before dying, how my son had dark hair. Sometimes I’d wonder if God hated me. thank you for sharing that. I'm sorry for your experience. Your father was cruel, eh? What an asshole for using those words against you. How many months were you when this happened? It’s ok, there are things you just...learn to live with I suppose. He was. When he was on the drugs he could be a monster, in my later teen years it escalated, and then seemed to drop off when I tried to start dating. Until that point the abuse was becoming borderline sexual, around this time I started to disassociate, sort of leave my body and watch from the corner of the room. It’s weird. It only happened a few times. I was like five and a half months, pushing six. Last Edited by anna gaddafi on 10/03/2018 08:25 AM anna gaddafi |
| anna gaddafi
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| PhallexJones
User ID: 76967739 United States10/03/2018 08:32 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My cousin was good friends with him when he lived in the USA back before he took over. All those years when the media was presenting him in a bad light as the enemy, my cousin would never say a bad thing about him. Quoting: PhallexJones Never heard that he lived in the US, but sounds like your cousin is a reasonable guy. It was around the time when he went to Flight School. At the time they became close friends, hung out together, went to bars etc. When he went to the UN media was claiming it was his FIRST time to come to the USA, which was untrue. But they apparently were trying to cover up the fact that he went through flight school with the U.S. Air Force. ok "McDonald's is some of the best food you can find. But keep buying that overpriced bullshit from Whole Foods why don't ya?" anon |
