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wallacewestwyld · 8 months ago
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Mr.Wallace, Sir, Daddy, I invite you to have a coffee, you put the milk please 🤲🙏
Ah, sure. I prefer tea, but sometimes Derek gives me a headache only caffeine can fix.
I can bring milk. Did you run out?
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minty-bubblegum · 1 year ago
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PEOPLE ON THE BUS WERE SAYING MR.WALLACE HAS A GYAT😭
HE DOWS THO
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cyberqueen-13 · 5 years ago
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incorrectsecretquotes · 6 years ago
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Mr.Wallace: Pietro, we need to talk about your professionalism.
Pietro, Standing on the table: those are some mighty brave words for someone standing in lava..!
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cottonletters · 4 years ago
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Perhaps you would get a dollar or two out of him besides. The hay in your mothers and Mr Popes field, will be easy to sell either standing or made. I think the trouble with our raspberries last year must have been that they were too thick. They made them much thinner here and take the tabs off leaving the ears about 3 feet high. That is something worth learning eh? This year though you can’t help that but get them ploughed between if possible or they will soon get unmanageable. Hope you get great big crops. The hens are doing fine. Gladys must be a first rate hen wife though it looks as if to your mother must be ascubed a fair share of the credit. I do hope you are all getting along all right. One thing the best part of the season is to come, I think if Bob rents your mothers house you had better have a big sale of two lots of furniture and give up the cares of housekeeping for a space. You ask about the family here. There are four children at home at present. Reuben is at college in Toronto and will shortly be home for the summer. Jamie the oldest girl was ill when I came. She is better now and has gone to Winnipeg on a visit to her brothers. She is very nice though I think I care for her the least. Patterson of 21 years is a good fellow. I was a little dubious as to how we would hit it off at first but things are coming off right. Marion aged say 17 is a pretty red headed little girl with lovely brown eyes, utter—————— isn’t it? She is quite a student, is head of all her classes and almost ready for normal school. She plays the piano fairly well as all the others are more or less singers. Dora is quite a clip about 14 and Bill of 11 is the baby and as such spoiled though a fine little chap. He and I are great chums. Altogether I could not possibly have got with a nicer family though as I think I said before a little rough in some ways. Reuben, Jamie and Billie are dark. Patterson,Marion and Dora Red. I get to like the mother more all the time though she is a queer little piece. It made me homesick the other day to see her and her man fixing up their book after having been to market. She is making him account for every cent. I might also say that they had a big roll of five dollar bills in front of them. From what I hear he is worth from $15000 to$20,000. And came here eighteen ago with very little but wife and six children. This is the first place moved though and he has only been in it five years. I promised a long letter but I really didn’t intend to use a whole pad. It will be double postage on it all right. I could write lots more but must really say good night after a few words of business. I only wish you had no worries in that line. It is a good job that you enjoy it as you say you do. I sincerely hope you still have the furniture and no doubt you will be interested to know that I am still on the——————— side of the line. I enclose a blank note which you may let McRae use if you deem advisable though as you say better not if possible. I sent that renewal to the bank if he paid it in full it could not have been used. I left the account blank and told Mr.Wallace to fill it in as necessary. If it was used it would be due June 30. If you do use this you had better see the account filled in and make McRae show you the Hearty note when he gets it. I also enclose a ———— for Peter. I have enclosed the nineteen dollars one due May 2nd. So don’t let it out of your hands. You can keep it and I will send you a letter addressed to the bank in plenty of time for May 2nd . The other you may as well send to me when Peter signs it. If you get him to come to the house you could let him hold the pen, and make his mark, and you could write your name as witness which will make it in order tell Peter that I will send a renewal straight to the bank for his one which is due May 5th and he can go there and fix it up. You will indeed be worldly wise when you get through with my unfortunate money matters. I wish you could decide to wipe them all out and come up here. We would at least start with no dept. I greatly fear your old man is n
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mothfloofs · 5 years ago
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Have you ever made a stroll on a dirt road close to a river after getting chased down after school?Maybe you didn’t but this blonde boy surely did as he carried his skateboard down the in bushes covered road.Kicking little rocks away every now and then and chewing on his buiscuit as he did so.If you see him,you‘d think he‘s pretty plain,baggy shirt and jeans,blonde undercut hair ,a septum piercing and keeping a rather stern or even stoic look on his face while still looking rather handsome.On another glance you‘ll see that there’s a trace of black paint on the bottom side of his skateboard,reading ‚Robin A.‘ in red paint on top of the black.Robin huffed and kept walking down the road,eventually managing to eat up his buiscuit.A loud growling sound could be heard coming from the sky,dark clouds starting to form together and giving his walk a rather gloomy atmosphere.‘It‘s gonna start raining soon....‘the blonde boy thought ‚I‘m not sure if I can reach home in time without getting caught in the rain..‘He sighed and stopped walking for a moment,he had been trying to get away from his new bullies for an hour before finally managing to shake them off.Unfortunately he picked roads he didn’t knew much yet and now he‘s struggling to find the way back home.‘Do I keep going the way the river goes or do I try to head back?‘He furrowed his brows at the last part.‘If I follow the river I‘ll risk getting lost completely...if I go back..these idiots might be waiting for me..“He paused for a moment and thought,another loud thunder could be heard,followed by a few smaller ones.Robin glanced up at the sky for a moment and sighed.He decided on going back to where he shook these guys off.He turned around and head back,the thunder being the only sound to be heard by now.‘Why are they chasing me anyway?Calling me murder boy...even though I didn’t kill him...‘He thought and looked rather miffed.‘These jocks...not minding my ass before it happened ...and now they heard a lie told by the news causing them to run wild after me...just like predators...‘Robin started getting lost in his thoughts as he walked,getting more annoyed at the bullies.‘If I wouldn’t have such a bad reputation now I‘d kick these guys asses in no time!‘he growled and angrily kicked a rock into the bushes,keeping his hands in his pockets as he did so and keeping on walking.A few minutes later he arrived back where he saw the jocks last:the entrance to the river at a small unused shed.He checked if any of them where close by and made his way back into the street.Robin said he would kick their asses but only if his reputation wouldn’t be that bad..besides he didn’t feel like it mentally anyway.He was still upset over the cause of the incident.The ‚murder‘ of Mr.Wallace as the media refered to.If it were for Robin,he‘d clear some stuff up about that said murder.It surely wasn’t a murder since Mr.Wallace was still alive.You could even go ask him!He‘s currently located in the local hospital at the ICU.Robin knows since his uncle worked there as nurse and also because the police needed to talk to Mr.Wallace regarding the case.He surely is in a bad shape but not dead but of course the local news would twist the truth a little to make it more ‚interesting‘.Robin got more angry about the fact he‘s getting sued all because of a dirty lie but he can’t do much about it.He‘s only 17 after all.The only thing he can hope for is that people will forget that incident over time.‘Maybe I shouldn’t have done it...‘he thought ‚maybe I got too aggressive to what he did to-‚
„GUYS LOOK!MURDER BOY!“a young male voice exclaimed.
Robin looked up and raised his brows turning back around and seeing a guy in a highschool jacket.It was one of the jocks!These assholes won’t leave him alone ever,will they?Robin furrowed his brows and slowly started running,holding tightly onto his skateboard.
One of the jocks pointed over at Robin and shouted „He‘s gonna escape again!Let‘s go get him and show him!“He said and the other three started running after Robin.
Robin huffed and kept running,groaning to himself since he didn’t wanna run again.He paused and slammed his skateboard onto the ground.The idea he had was rather dangerous but honestly dying would be much better than getting beaten up by those assholes.He made a quick hop onto the skateboard and shoved himself in movement with one leg as much as he could,repeating a few times until he felt his hair get blown away due to the speed and swerving onto the highway.He grins and turned around,the predators chasing him getting smaller since they’re far away and also wouldn’t be stupid enough to chase him onto the highway.He laughed to himself and kept skating down the highway,skating past the upcoming cars as they honked at him.Soon he arrived at the street,only almost getting hit by a car.A loud thunder could be heard and Robin twitched a bit,looking up while skating on his skateboard and soon feeling raindrops on his skin,followed by a lightning.He raised his brows and stopped skating in front of a alleyway having a bunch of trash containers.He picked up his skateboard and and walked into the alleyway,sitting down against the wall and thinking about the way back home.Sure,He is back in town but hell was it confusing to walk here.He would struggle to find back home until midnight or later,so he had to think carefully.He groaned and leaned his head against the wall.‘if this would be Denmark I would know my way around....why did my dad need to accept the job offer here anyway?City of Angels my ass.‘he thought and ran his hands through his hair,thinking and only being interrupted by thunder and lightning,his clothes slowly but surely getting soaked wet.Time went on and he still had to figure out a way.He kept peeking out trying to make out the street names but with no luck.He didn’t had his phone anymore to call his parents either.Those jocks broke it at school already and he didn’t get to tell his mom or dad either.He could ask somebody passing by but at that hour already,they‘d mostly be drunk and wouldn’t be much of use.“For gods sake!I wanna go home!My clothes are completely drenched and I‘m starting to get tired and hungry...“He whines an rubs his eyes,about to cry before he got startled by a rustling sound behind the containers.He paused and listened out,maybe just a homeless person?He waited a bit and could make out some kind of sniffling sounds.Crying?Someone was coughing.Maybe they‘re sick?A light groaning could be heard,it sounded pretty young.Around Robin’s age or younger.Robin furrowed his brows.‘What‘s a kid doing here at this hour especially behind containers?He turned around and slowly walked up to the sound.If it is a kid then they‘ll need help..if it’s a homeless person then well...It sounds rude but Robin would definitely go away.He got close to the container and slowly peeked behind it,his eyes widened at what he saw...
Prologue 1/2
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endtimeheadlines · 6 years ago
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Britain’s Security chiefs warn of growing threat of chemical weapons attack
(Express) Britain faces the growing threat of a terror attack involving chemical or biological weapons in the near future, security officials have warned. The chilling warning was issued by Security Minister Ben Wallace and Britains’s top counter-terrorism officer Neil Basu who both said the possibility of such an attack was getting closer. Mr.Wallace told the Dods National Security Summit in Westminster: “I see plots where the only limit to the ambition of our adversaries is their imagination.
“As I speak, terrorists continue to explore new ways to kill us on our streets: chemical and biological weapons are marching in closer. “They have developed and worked on a better arsenal. We have to be prepared for the day that might come to our streets here.” Last year, Britain suffered five terror attacks that killed 36 people and four of the atrocities were committed by Islamist militants. READ MORE
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deivisj · 7 years ago
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gvn - For Mr.Wallace
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womdquasicause-blog · 8 years ago
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Chivalry Is Not Dead: How To Teach A Child Chivalry...The Official Men's Promotional Tee...I know what your thinking..."What does that have to do with that"... Nothing except The Notorious B.I.G came up with the concept of "a step by step booklet for you to get...Your game on track...Not your wig pushed back" in the song titled 10 crack commandments...The booklet I'm making is about Chivalry for any man...Not just an inner city or educated man...In laymen's terms "For Dummies"...But word for word the lyrics to that particular song can be followed in the real world in the daily practical applications of an inner city hustler...It's effectiveness is astonishing...So I hope I can immulate Mr.Wallace's sheer genius in form of art...So I have to pay Homage To the late Christopher "The Notorious B.I.G" Wallace..."Following The Tradition Of The King"....That's why I wear the Versace Shades and in prosperity times 1 to 2 gold Jesus Pieces's...This dude was the quinticcencial hustler...And I absolutely tried to copy him for the last almost 20 years...When I can...Because Versace and Gold ain't getting cheaper...And diamonds... (at Richmond, California)
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michaelouis · 9 years ago
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Mr. Wallace for TOH-Magazine- 2017
make-up/Raisa Flowers
photog/Christopher Sonny Martinez
styling/Michael Louis
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cyberqueen-13 · 6 years ago
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andrewhatebreed · 10 years ago
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Lo senti questo?
È l'orgoglio che ti blocca il cervello e te lo mette nel culo. Mettiglielo tu nel culo. L'orgoglio fa solo male. Non aiuta, mai! Supera certe cagate.
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eye-linermami · 11 years ago
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I met Mr. Wallace today!
Yup! Marcellus Wallace, and he does not look like a bitch. He came in my job, shook my hand because he saw my jaw drop as he was walking by. What a swell guy! I wish I would've taken a picture but I literally could not think. Ahh. Today has been up and down. Bouts to exhale the bullshit.
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