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My professor is such a pain in the ass! I tried turning him into an average dumb college frat guy, but it’s not working!
Whew! Indeed, your professor is a tough nut to crack. He's as stiff as if he'd swallowed a stick. On time like a Swiss watch. And the strictest teacher imaginable. I'll see what I can do. Time is pressing, it's Friday and the exam period starts on Monday.
07:30. Your professor's shiny Volvo rolls into the faculty parking lot. He's always on time to the second. His suit may be cheap, but it's immaculate. And he walks into the staff room with his hair perfectly parted. No one notices the small tattoo on his forearm.
When he arrives at your lecture, it's like a sensation: he's not wearing polished Oxfords, he's wearing sneakers. Pretty cool, pretty expensive sneakers. And WHITE socks! He's never been seen wearing anything like that before. And you swear his stomach is flatter. Normally his jacket always conceals a tummy bulge. But now his silhouette is perfectly slim. Unfortunately, it doesn't change anything about his lecture. He's way too fast, firing his questions like a sniper in the direction of the students who weren't paying attention. He's a pain in the ass, and that hasn't changed yet.
During the lunch break, the professor is seen wearing jeans for the first time. Pretty crisp fitting jeans. He really has a tight ass. And damn: Does he actually have a beard shadow? Normally he's always perfectly shaved. You're sitting in the canteen with your bruhs when he approaches you and asks "All gud, bruhs? can one of you give me uh fag? I must have forgotten mine at home…" You are far too surprised not to give him a cigarette. "You're such uh lifesaver, dude," says your professor and asks what you're up to this weekend. You tell him about your plans to go to the sports bar, work out in the gym and maybe take a trip to the beach on Sunday. "Sick thing" replies the professor. "See you around, bruhs!" He leaves you with your mouths hanging open.
The professor leaves the parking lot in his open-top Mustang with loud hip-hop music and screeching tires. You grin broadly. Your plan seems to be working. You are sure of it when you meet the next day at the gym. Your professor has a cool haircut, a stylish beard and looks like he's a regular at the tattoo parlor. You greet each other with a fist bump. And when he takes off his sweaty T-shirt after two hours, you say goodbye with a chest bump. Damn, this guy has a killer body.
On the beach, your prof disappears from time to time with random people and goes to the trunk of his Mustang. Shit, he's selling drugs. Hashish or apparently steroids and other stuff. And at sunset you see him lying on his towel smoking pot while one of the musclemen from the gym massages his nipples. Fuck, the boner in his surfer shorts is impressive. You're very pleased with yourself. You don't need to be afraid of tomorrow. It's a good thing you didn't waste the weekend studying.
Hot picture, you think to yourself on Monday morning when you see your professor's latest post on Instagram. And then you read the caption: "Sicc training 2 start the new wk. Now let's go kicc sum student ass. I luv it when i c the airheads sweating over my exam questions"
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soccer is really growing inside me
#football#meninos#meus#marechais#garotos#garoto#garotogay#gayguy#footballgay#gayfootball#soccer#gay soccer
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body is life
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Fiesta de fin de año en Miami
Henry was actually just annoyed. He had been looking forward to a few quiet days in South Beach. To escape the damp cold of Chicago. Walks on the beach, excellent dinners under the stars, plenty of time to read the books he'd received for Christmas. But even checking in for the flight to Miami was hell. Everything was full of loud and undisciplined Latinos. Not just the have-nots in the queue for economy class. Also at check-in for Business Class. And he was envious to see that even in First Class, people who looked like members of a Latino boy band were checking in. This is going to be fun, Herny thought agonizedly. Especially when he was greeted in Spanish when he handed over his suitcase in his own country. Damn Latinos!
In the lounge, Henry grumbles loudly to himself while waiting for boarding. That all the tanned, half-naked guys here probably earned the money for the plane tickets as drug mules or gigolos. One of the few respectable-looking passengers sits down next to him, puts a Cuba Libre on his cocktail table. And says to him "¡Disfrute de la bebida y relájese! ¿Cuánta experiencia tienes como mula de la droga y gigoló?" Henry looks at him questioningly, the gentleman smiles and toasts Henry.
When the flight is called, Henry is a little drunk. Hehehe, these lounges are really cool. He wonders how he actually got in there. And he is envious of the passengers who fly business class and regularly enjoy this luxury. The queue for Economy Class feels like it's dos kilómetros long. Thank goodness Enry only has his small rucksack with him as hand luggage. He'll manage to squeeze it into the overhead compartment somehow. The ground crew guy is muy caliente. Enry smiles at him. He smiles back. Too bad, he would have been grateful if the cutie had done the in-flight service right away. But Enri is lucky: in his middle seat, he is squeezed between two hermanos with whom he can certainly have fun. The man in the window seat has smuggled a bottle of rum on board. His neighbor in the aisle seat can't fit anything into his compression pants except for his huge-looking boner. The three of them start talking about soccer. The guy in the window is visiting his family for New Year's Eve. The guy in the aisle seat, like Enriq, is simply on his way to Miami to celebrate. Damn, he can hardly concentrate, his bump looks so painful. Enriq climbs over him, rubbing his boner noticeably against his neighbor's and says that he urgently needs to go to the bathroom.
Enrique just manages to post a photo on Instagram. The caption is ¿Has follado alguna vez en el baño de un avión? Estoy listo". Then the door opens. ¡Divertíos, chicos!
Inspiración a través de @curioustoseewhatsup, foto encontrada @marechais
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Um assassinato será sempre um assassinato, independente dos motivos e das circunstâncias. Assim, todos aqueles que matam ou preparam um assassínio são delinquentes e criminosos, não importando quem sejam: reis, príncipes, marechais ou juízes. Ninguém que planeja ou comete uma violência tem o direito de julgar-se melhor do que um simples criminoso. Porque toda violência, pela própria natureza, leva inevitavelmente ao crime.
O sangue dos elfos
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Palacio das necessidades, Lisbon, Portugal
Former convent of the Congregation of the Oratory, the complex was started in the 18th century by determination of D. João V de Portugal, following a vote of that monarch to Nossa Senhora das Necessidades, whose chapel stood there.
The palace became the residence of the kings of the Bragança Dynasty after D. Maria II of Portugal, with the exception of her son D. Luís I of Portugal, who preferred the Ajuda National Palace.
D. Maria II will decorate the Palácio das Necessidades with the filling inherited from her grandfather D. João VI, commissioned from French suppliers to the Paço de São Cristóvão for 2 particular occasions: the wedding of his son D. Pedro with D. Leopoldina and for his acclaim as king of the United Kingdom of Portugal, Brazil and Algarves, goods brought to Portugal by D. Pedro during the liberal struggles.
With the premature death of D. Maria II, D. Fernando, while regent, continued to reside in the palace with his children, the future D. Pedro V, the future D. Luís I,
D. João,
D. Maria Ana
(who he came to marry the Crown Prince Frederico Augusto Jorge de Saxe), D. Antónia
(who came to marry the Crown Prince Leopoldo de Hohenzollern-Sigmaringen), D. Fernando
and D. Augusto.
When, in 1858, D. Pedro V began to finalize the preparations for his marriage to Princess Estefânia de Hohenzollern-Sigmaringen, he asked his father and brothers to transfer to the old Convento das Necessidades, which was uninhabited and adapted to residence, in order not to break, with this proximity, the close bonds of coexistence typical of a united family.
The young king D. Pedro V, in wanting to impress his consort, spared no expense in the decoration work of the rooms of the future queen. Indeed, furniture, lamps, upholstery and curtain fabrics, carpets, etc., were purchased mainly in Paris, and also in Lisbon.
For Queen D. Estefânia, a new bedroom was prepared, with a view of the small inner box garden or garden of Emperor D. Pedro. On the ceiling, the king had the interlaced initials of the names Pedro and Stephanie executed in stucco with the royal crown overlaid, as can still be seen today.
In the adjoining room was the dressing table of D. Estefânia, with the doors painted with graceful garlands of colorful flowers, bearing the date of the wedding, 1858 in the center.
After the new decoration was completed, the ensemble must have been so charming that D. Estefânia's first impressions are most sincere. Indeed, for those who visit the Jgerhof Palace in Dusseldorf, where, as princess of Hohenzollern-Sigmaringen, the young queen of Portugal had lived until then, her empathy for Needs is better understood, given that the similarity between the two palaces is notorious. Both were built in the century. XVIII, relatively small, pink in color and located on the edge of a park.
It is worth remembering that D. Estefânia was used to taking long walks in the Hofgarten, a pleasure she continued to enjoy in Tapada das Necessidades, most of the time accompanied by her husband. When she was alone, D. Estefânia preferred to stroll on the terrace that communicated with his rooms and lay down at Largo das Necessidades, or else at the Pátio do Imperador, modified by D. Fernando II in an indoor boxwood garden, with a bowl in the center, from the Queluz Park.
Also in the garden King Pedro V ordered the construction of a circular greenhouse, all in glass and iron, covered by a large dome and completed by a graceful minaret, for her.
The royal couple's idyllic life in the pink palace was doomed to a short duration. It was fate that a premature death would lead D. Estefânia, affected by diphtheria angina that victimized her in nine days. Arriving, triumphantly, in Lisbon on May 17, 1858, she died in Necessidades on July 17, 1859, only 22 years old.
After a hunt in Vila Viçosa in which the king was accompanied by his brothers, the infants D. Fernando and D. Augusto, all returned with the first symptoms of typhoid fever that would victimize them. Indeed, the infant D. Fernando passed away, on November 4, and king D. Pedro V on November 11 of that same year, 1861, at the age of 24. Once again, death had passed through this palace in tragic circumstances. The youth, suddenly interrupted by King D. Pedro V, combined with his romantic, serious and serious temperament, his profound intelligence, his professional scruple and his short happiness with D. Estefânia - everything had been combined to make him highly esteemed by Portuguese people.
On the occasion of Dom Pedro V's funerals, the rooms of the Palácio das Necessidades were, as never seen again, invaded by a compact crowd that waited, without leaving Largo das Necessidades, to pay their final tribute.
Luís I, when succeeding in these tragic circumstances to the brother, left the Palace of Necessities forever, being this closed. The monarch settled, provisionally, in Paço de Caxias and, already married to D. Maria Pia de Sabóia, daughter of King Vitor Manuel I of Italy, started to inhabit the Palace of Ajuda, becoming this, definitely, his official residence.
D. Fernando de Saxe-Coburgo-Gotha and Koháry, husband of D. Maria II, resided in this palace until his death, assembling a large collection of art, which would later disperse after his death. The palace then underwent several renovations, the result of the taste of the various monarchs who resided in it, the last of which was carried out at the beginning of the twentieth century, at the will of D. Carlos I of Portugal, who ordered the expansion of the dining room, due broad diplomatic activity undertaken by him.
Necessidades were the stage for some important events in Portuguese history, as an example here the General and Extraordinary Courts of the Portuguese Nation met, which approved the first Portuguese Constitution.
Another example is the famous box that King D. Pedro V had installed at the door and where everyone could leave their complaints and messages to the sovereign. The last major event, which would also become the epilogue of the Monarchy, was the funeral of King D. Carlos and Prince D. Luís Filipe de Bragança, on February 8, 1908.
During the reign of King Manuel II, the physiognomy of the Palace did not change at all. The young king even continued to occupy his Infante rooms on the ground floor, to the right of the main entrance door.
Some of the palace's divisions are:
Sala dos Marechais ou Amarela - so named because it is decorated with oil portraits of the Marshals of the Kingdom (Dukes of Terceira and Saldanha and Admiral Conde Naffier de S. Vicente) and also for the color of the silk that covered the walls.
Sala das Damas or Etrusca - has four painted figures on the ceiling: Triumph of Love, the Loves of Mars, the judgment of Paris and Apollo and Dáfne.
Billiards or Marbles Room - This room was used to play billiards.
Blue Room, of the Ambassadors or the Dispatch - so known for the blue color of the stucco on the ceiling and the blue silk that lined the walls.
Throne or Encarnada Room - It has a ceiling embellished with four figures: Justice, Prudence, Fortaleza and Temperança.
Her Majesty's Private Room The Queen or the Renaissance - This is a small room that boasts the most beautiful paintings of doorways and ceilings in the entire palace.
Sala De El Rei - This is a Louis XV style room.
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O bastão do Mestre de Cerimônias deriva dos marechais, que em sua mão, conduziam o bastão da autoridade.
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O presidente da Associação 25 de Abril entregou a Marcelo Rebelo de Sousa uma lista de cerca de 250 militares que, segundo ele, devem ser condecorados com a Ordem da Liberdade. Marcelo já disse que o faria antes de abandonar Belém. A lista inclui marechais Spínola e Costa Gomes, o general Vasco Gonçalves e o almirante Rosa Coutinho
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