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Construction Paper HeartIn all my life, there are many things my brothers taught me. Very few of them were taken seriously, and I can only remember a handful.

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Rule number six was to never, ever feed a stray cat tuna, for then, they will become tuna junkies.

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You cannot use me.

I was not made simply for your pleasure.
I am not a pretty picture to be used and thrown away.

I have a heart, feelings, dreams….

I have a purpose here.

I am a human being, a person like you.

And it hurts me when you treat me as less than human.

It hurts me when I become less than a whole,

And just the sum of my parts.

It hurts me when I become just something to please you.

It hurts me when you strip away my humanity,

My clothes,

My purity.

Even if just with your eyes and mind.

You cannot stare at me in longing.

You cannot undress me with your eyes.

You cannot force me to kiss you.

You cannot grope me as you see fit.

You cannot take advantage of me.

You cannot have your way with me.

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I am not to be violated.

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Pictures belong to rightful owners.

Hurr Trains are a majestic creature that can be found at almost any carnival/fair.
They have wheels and buck teeth and live on a

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My taste of actors

by ~MortenEng21, Nov 17, 2009, 9:42:08 AM
Literature / Prose / Non-Fiction / Biography & Memoir

My taste of voice actors/actors/actresses:

Mel Blanc
Dan Castellaneta
Joe Alaskey
Tress MacNeille
Jess Harnell
Rob Paulsen
Charlie Adler
Billy West
Maurice LaMarche
Nancy Cartwright
June Foray
Don Messick
Alan Reed
Kath Soucie
Patrick Stewart
Jean Vander Pyl
Frank Welker
Danny Wells
Jaleel White
Hank Azaria
Jeff Bennett
Jim Cummings
Daws Butler
Eva Gabor
Captain Lou Albano
Cam Clarke
Charles Martinet
Henry Corden
Stan Freberg
Phil Harris
Casey Kasem
Seth MacFarlane
Jack Mercer
Clarence Nash
Leonard Nimoy
Gary Owens
Mae Questel
Chris Sanders
Paul Rugg
Katey Sagal
Kelly Sheridan
Tara Strong
Russi Taylor
Bill Thompson
Samuel Vincent
Janet Waldo
Adam West
Paul Winchell
James Woods
Bill Scott
Christopher Reeve
Bill Farmer
Carol Channing
Cree Summer
David Ogden Stiers
Mike Henry
Venus Terzo
Lucille Bliss
Matt Hill
Tony Sampson
Tabitha St. Germain
Per Sandborgh (SWE)
Steven Blum
Bob Dermer
John Stocker
Scott McNeil
Tracey Moore
Terje Formoe (NO)

My taste of actorsby ~MortenEng21

Literature / Prose / Non-Fiction / Biography & Memoir

Yup, this is my COMPLETE list of my favorite stars.

How do you think of the voice actors?

Who's your favorite stars?

~EmberWolfsArt Aug 20, 2011 Hobbyist

Dan Castellaneta is Homer right?

~MortenEng21 Aug 20, 2011 Professional Traditional Artist

YES!!

D'oh!

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~MightyMorphinPower4 Nov 18, 2009

nice picks I liked nearlly all of them as well also don't cree summer

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