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Did the Left learn nothing from the attempted pathetic boycott of Chick-fil-A? Apparently not, since the party of “no bullying” is now trying to bully Papa John’s for the crime of trying to remain in business. Oh, the horror!
As Twitchy reported, they called for a boycott when Papa John’s joined the growing chorus of businesses that are responding to the crushing effects of Obamacare by mulling cutting workers’ hours. Applebee’s was also targeted, after a franchisee contemplated a hiring freeze. In the deluded and wilfully ignorant minds of liberals, this calls for boycotting the business to try to make it go totally under. That’s helpful!
Papa John’s was also attacked as racist, natch. Race-baiting is always the go-to response by the Left. Thankfully, many are no longer falling for it. The boycott? They are doing it wrong. Again.
Papa Johns is the best >>>>>>>> twitter.com/sparkOneee/sta…
— Форе (@sparkOneee) November 11, 2012
I’d like to apologize in advance to the other fine pizzerias in my area, but I’ll be eating a lot of Papa Johns for the near future.
— John Hayward (@Doc_0) November 11, 2012
Good man. RT @rickswift: @keder I got a large Papa Johns pizza today.
— Kevin Eder (@keder) November 11, 2012
I ordered @papajohns for lunch bc I support their business decision due to costs of Obamacare. Liberals call 4 boycott. twitter.com/Jim_Patriot/st…
— Jim_Patriot (@Jim_Patriot) November 12, 2012
I’m headed to Papa Johns for lunch!
— Brad Knight (@BradKnight12) November 12, 2012
Papa johns pizza and bojangles chicken for lunch. Heck yes.
— Ashley Duncan (@leyashcandun) November 11, 2012
I bought a new truck, pre-ordered Black Ops 2, and had Papa-Johns for lunch. Been a great day so far!
— Casey Williams (@C_Williams67) November 9, 2012
Papa johns.!!!! 🙂 #yum
— Tabitha Hall (@tabbycat31596) November 12, 2012
Papa Johns for lunch. #score
— Jacob Adams(@Shnayblayheyjay) November 11, 2012
Papa Johns for lunch! 👏😁
— Kacey Normand (@kaceyalexandra) November 11, 2012
Walk in the park & pepperoni pizza from papa johns!!! #Today‘sAgenda 👍❤🍁🍃🍂🚻🍕
— Briana Monet Hawkins (@BreezyTrini) November 12, 2012
worddddd RT @damnedmisfit: I love Papa Johns. Shit is AMAZING.
— angel.(@thuglifeangeel) November 12, 2012
I want papa johns
— taylor west (@WILDDDWEST) November 12, 2012
Got papa johns pizza for lunch 😀
— Mohammed Abdulhadi (@M__Abdulhadi) November 12, 2012
Pizza for lunch ♥ #pizza #papa #johns #pepperoni instagr.am/p/R7n5j4D9gL/
— Mohammed Abdulhadi (@M__Abdulhadi) November 12, 2012

I can’t believe you just Instagramed that lol RT @younghandro: Destroyed this papa johns instagr.am/p/R6oYAmj8M1/
— EL KAPITAN (@All_Haile_Kale) November 12, 2012
Papa Johns for lunch!!#ThanksASUMH#Seniors @jordanwallis13 @kendra41611 @karleebtucker @alijourdan @the_hinrichs05 @laurenita2013 @shults95
— Clayton Tucker (@claytontucker95) November 12, 2012
Huh. People still seem to be eating delicious Papa John’s! And, like after the pitiful Chick-fil-A boycott attempt, citizens are rallying around Papa John’s with plans for a National Appreciation Day.
@michellemalkin @snarkandboobs Guys, #RebootUSA is coordinating a Papa John’s Day (11/16) tinyurl.com/a9buenc #IStandWithPapaJohns
— Harry(@Tark31) November 11, 2012
— Gabriella Hoffman (@Gabby_Hoffman) November 12, 2012
This Friday evening, I will be hosting a @papajohns party with my friends in Alexandria, VA to #standwithpapajohns facebook.com/events/1669911…
— Gabriella Hoffman (@Gabby_Hoffman) November 12, 2012
Don’t boycott @papajohns Boycott #ObamaCare #standwithpapajohns
— Janelle Capley (@J_nelle_) November 12, 2012
Mark Your Calendar ==> November 16th National @papajohn‘s Appreciation Day – Papa Johns nation.foxnews.com/papa-johns/201…
— GOP Fashionista (@GOPfashionista) November 12, 2012
Papa John’s National Appreciation Day, this Friday, 11/16/12, to combat liberal/progressive smears. #IStandWithPapaJohns
— Thom Dartt (@ThomDartt) November 12, 2012
Don’t forget to take pictures, all! We are still grinning widely at the memory of these amazing photos from Chick-fil-A Appreciation Day!
This Twitter user has a fabulous idea.
I think on Monday I’ll have @chickfila biscuits for breakfast, @applebees for lunch and @papajohns for dinner. #BecauseTheLeftIsStoopid
— Greg (@CajunConservatv) November 10, 2012
Yep. They still don’t understand that elections have consequences. Do they plan to boycott everyone? Based on the growing number of businesses, large and small, that are being forced to lay off workers, cut their hours or institute hiring freezes, they’d have to.
Of course, they can’t boycott these small businesses: They, sadly, are closing up shop. Elections, they have tragic consequences.
We stand with Papa John’s and every business that is struggling in the wake of Obama’s business-crushing policies. National Appreciation Day? Heck, yes. Y’all built that.
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A man faced with the murder of U.S. Border Patrol Agent Brian Terry happens to be extradited to the usa. Tucson Information Now reports:
Ivan Soto-Barraza is arraigned on Friday, Aug. 1 in federal courtroom in Tucson, according to the Department of Justice.
Terry died in a shootout in 2010 after confronting some border bandits south of Tucson.
Soto-Barraza had been caught in Mexico in September 2013. He could be faced with first degree murder, second degree murder, conspiracy to affect trade by robbery, tried disturbance with business by robbery, use and carrying a firearm during a crime of violence and attack on a federal officer.
Two other suspects tend to be lacking and two other individuals tend to be behind bars. One ended up being sentenced in February to three decades in national jail.
http://twitter.com/#!/SharylAttkisson/status/494932036399153152In related Fast and Furious development, investigative journalist Sharyl Attkisson states Thursday night that the Justice Department must turn over to traditional watchdog group Judicial Check out an index of all of this product the DOJ features been withholding since September 2012, since a federal judge has lifted a 16-month wait within the Freedom of Information lawsuit.
The ruling needs the division of Justice to make on the listing of papers by Oct. 1.
Attkisson notes that she by herself has actually “longstanding Freedom of Information demands pending because of the federal government into the Fast and Furious instance.”
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Tu lo sigh.
What it means, basically: I like you. I really like you. KISS ME.
From La constanza in amor vince l’inganno, this aria’s tepid melody manages to make the joyous emotions of love sound dreary and mundane. Caldara just confirms that pastoral relationships are a total snooze-fest.
What it means, basically: I know you said you’re not into me, but I like you so much it hurts.
This aria tries to worm its way into your heart with an interesting tune, but it’s creepy to the core. The eerie tone ensures most singers won’t touch it with a 10-foot pole.
What it means, basically: Hey, Virgin Mary, please be chill about the sinners.
Not your best work, Durante. This song might get you into heaven, but it’s hard to win over even the most pious audience if they’re asleep before the second chord.
What it means, basically: Let. Me. DIE.
Thank god this aria from “Ariana” is a one-pager. It’s not often that the audience wants to die, too.
What it means, basically: I might be smiling on the outside, but I am a HOT MESS on the inside.
While the lyrics might be relatable to some, this tune always ends up sounding like a total dirge. “Come raggio di sol” is the Debbie Downer of Italian art songs.
What it means, basically: I’m hard to get, but if Florindo wants to be exclusive, I’m down.
This is a jolly aria, but since Scarlatti makes four appearances in this book, he’s competing against himself. This time, he loses.
What it means, basically: Don’t be so shy, babe. Let me hit on you.
This jaunty number has a great beat and delightful melody. It might have gotten higher marks if it didn’t rely on the cliché of equating women to flowers. That was tired even in 17th century.
What it means, basically: Lord have mercy.
This is a dark, churchy song for the guiltiest of souls. It’s kind of a cosmic bummer. The next time you do something awful, like hooking up with your best friend’s ex, blast this and beg for forgiveness.
What it means, basically: Yeah, that sweet mouth finally said “yes”.
For one of the few pieces in the book about requited love, this song is awfully bashful. But that’s to be expected from a choir boy like Lotti. Still, it’s not bold enough for what could totally be your make out anthem.
What it means, basically: My love flame burns for you, and only you, babe.
It’s easy to get swept up in this seductive proclamation of love. It manages to be seductive and robust at the same time. The only thing holding it back is that fake-ass recitative at the beginning.
What it means, basically: Love is awesome, and totally not the blind baby everyone said it was.
This tune can really get your blood flowing and your hips shaking. Still, the whole weird blind baby metaphor keeps it from being the dance hit that it could be.
What it means, basically: Love is literally making me crazy.
From L’amor contrastato, ossia La molinara, this darling aria is pretty cutesy for a song about insanity. It’s a little safe and sugary for a song about how loves bites, pinches, and pricks you.
What it means, basically: Nina hasn’t gotten out of bed for three days. Someone blast this music and wake her the fuck up.
Poor, poor Nina. She can’t even hear this great song that was written for her. Pergolesi hits you right in the feels with this brooding tune. This is the quintessential rainy day art song.
What it means, basically: I’m gonna play the waiting game until you lower your standards.
This aria from La costanza in amor vince l’inganno is the ultimate anthem for unrequited love. Though it’s a little gloomy, Caldara brightens it up here and there to remind you to never give up hope.
What it means, basically: Amarilli, babe, I totally love you. Seriously, rip open my chest, your name’s written on my heart.
Caccini set a new standard for musical orgasms by writing this sultry song that has the power to get anyone in the mood. Once you hear that final “amore” your panties practically drop themselves.
What it means, basically: You’re colder than ice and you make me want to die.
From Il Pompeo, this morose little aria perfectly captures overwhelming sadness without being a total drag. Play it when your crush doesn’t text you back and you need to let those tears out.
What it means, basically: Good job, heart. We’re finally over that bitch.
Love sucks, and everyone can relate to a good break-up song, especially one as cheerful as this. Carissimi truly had a timeless hit on his hands.
What it means, basically: It’s great that you like me, but if you think I’m going to give up other dudes, you’re sorely mistaken.
There’s some debate over whether this flirty tune is by Parisotti or Pergolesi, which gives this piece a seductive air of mystery. Who knew an Italian art song could be so coy?
What it means, basically: The sun makes things pretty.
This aria from L’honestà negli amori has a toe-tapping beat and a saccharine melody that will have you prancing with unicorns and vomiting rainbows in no time.
What it means, basically: I’ll find someone, someday. Maybe.
Originally from Paride ed Elena, this aria loses a few authenticity points for being written by a non-Italian. Still, Gluck managed to capture the Italian musical spirit by writing a thrilling song about being a loveless loser.
What it means, basically: Dance, girl. Dance to my singing.
This jig earns its high spot by being the most booty-shakin’ tune in the whole book. Durante’s had people gyrating in auditorium chairs for centuries.
What it means, basically: Those eyes, girl. Dayum.
From the opera Griselda to the stage of Jewel, this glorious aria set the bar high for songs about eyes. Van Morrison ain’t got nothin’ on Bononcini.
What it means, basically: You def know that I like you, so can we just be exclusive already?
Torelli truly delivered the drama with this piece. Never has there been a more gripping, heart-wrenching song about confronting your crush. Bring out the tissues!
What it means, basically: Bae, my heart’s sad without you.
“Caro mio ben” is the bread and butter of classical singers. Everyone’s done it, and everyone loves it. You may also recognize this tune from Raise Your Voice, further proof that this exquisite melody will continue to transcend genres for years to come.
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Dirk Oster is an interesting man from Germany who has a penchant for building upside down houses. The investor had his contractors build this unique house for a local zoo in Getorff, Germany… although I can’t for the life of me understand why. But, for whatever reason, he built the upside down house and to this day it remains a huge attraction for the zoo (who may want to consider hosting better animals).
Okay, this house officially won me over. Now, I’m just waiting for the ZOO to be converted into an upside down zoo.
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I used to think God-made a mistake when he made me. This is one way we noticed I was incorrect.
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We went along to a marriage final summertime. I became using a cute brand-new dress and nice little flats. I believed pretty. The time involving the ceremony and reception had been invested consuming appetizers and laughing with dear buddies, but at one-point, I looked over at another set of friends and a female was looking at my feet — unabashedly, openly, without blinking. She had a look of total disgust on her face. We rapidly turned away, embarrassed, and viewed my buddy with wide eyes.
“Yeah,” she stated. “we saw that also. I wish to go punch the woman.”
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As just a little woman, I happened to be delighted; I had wonderful, supportive moms and dads; I couldn’t have requested a better childhood. But I thought that God-made an enormous blunder when he made myself. Because we spent my youth in a Christian house and decided to go to sunday-school, I heard that certain verse within Psalm 139, “I praise you, for Im fearfully and splendidly made…” on a regular basis. We believed that I happened to be some odd exclusion compared to that guideline, though. Perhaps i recently slipped through the cracks; clearly a loving Jesus wouldn’t have intentionally made myself like this.
I have Spina Bifida, which means that I’ve missing nerves during my spinal cord. Missing nerves are generally relatively difficult, to put it mildly. I have a remarkable scar from the spinal surgery I experienced as an infant that goes from one part of my human body to the other. My feet are scrunched up-and are two sizes and my calf muscles tend to be virtually nonexistent. My upper thighs have to make up for my decreased calves, therefore they’re muscular, that is an oddly disproportionate combination. If I ever before fall back at my straight back, or strike the wrong place within my Pilates course, it feels as though there clearly was electrical energy shooting up-and-down my feet, and I’m briefly paralyzed. We just take medicine that makes it necessary to remain inside on actually hot times in order to prevent the inevitable temperature stroke. I must wear orthotics in unsightly footwear as well as with those, my legs and sides nevertheless hurt constantly. My own body pains when it rains.
Many people with Spina Bifida are in wheelchairs and also considerable real handicaps. The medical practioners informed my parents that I would personallyn’t have the ability to go, but I’m able to. No-one can really explain the reason why the majority of my dilemmas tend to be concealed, why i could ride a bike and waterski, or the reason why I have this actually moderate type of a severe disability.
It’s challenging feel fortunate when you cope with something similar to this, though. As a child I would cry because I happened to be persuaded I would personally not be stunning adequate to be enjoyed by a boy. Used to do countless praying, hoping any particular one time I would be regular. We understood folks couldn’t tell that which was wrong beside me on the exterior, but We thought they mightn’t like me should they found out the truth.
So I buried my key as deep whilst could go. After that, in grade four, we took a risk and informed my companion what was incorrect with me. I shared with her every one of the items that my mama and I also had rehearsed. We informed her about my back and my foot and my medicine. We informed her that it was a blessing I happened to be so quick. If I had been high or heavy, my feet wouldn’t hold me personally and I wouldn’t manage to stroll. Jesus blessed me personally with tininess! I am able to stroll! It’s a miracle! She listened quietly and didn’t inquire.
Seven days later at lunchtime, a girl in my class turned around and said, “Hey. We all know you have got an increasing problem.” “No we don’t! I DON’T!” We yelled at them. My closest friend looked to me and stated, “Well, that’s that which you told me.” They understand. They know something is wrong beside me, but it’s not really the facts. It’s some strange, twisted contortion regarding the truth. That isn’t me! I possibly could hear the whispers and I believed my friendships modification. They believed I experienced an ever growing problem. But NO. It’s a hole-in-the-spine problem. At the least get it appropriate!
We buried my key also deeper. We refused to put on short pants to school so people wouldn’t see my mismatched legs. I insisted my scrunched up feet be painted in an attempt to make sure they are prettier. Inside our household we accustomed state that my feet appeared to be these people were when you look at the permanent your back heel place, just like Barbie’s foot. In senior school, my friend laughed and stated they appeared to be Berenstain Bear feet. Twelfth grade me personally chuckled with her, but I screamed inside. They have been Barbie foot! Perhaps not Berenstain Bear feet!
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It’s hard-looking inside mirror and never liking the thing I see. We don’t feel breathtaking whenever my legs are painfully squished into flats that don’t look extremely classy or stylish. I’m convinced that the ugliness of my lower 1 / 2 entirely ruins other things I’ve got taking place. I’m embarrassed when individuals ask why I’m limping, in addition to only answer i’ve for all of them is “everything only hurts today.” Whenever I’m around high, leggy girls in sky-high heels, i usually feel a little insufficient. It’s difficult to look a stranger within the attention whenever she’s observing your legs with disgust. My buddies and family members tell me I’m gorgeous, but it’s a struggle to believe it some days. I have to build up the nerve to just to walk-in front of individuals when I’m persuaded they’ll be staring at my feet and wondering why my right base turns in a little bit.
“Precocious” is a term which was frequently used to describe me personally, most likely because I’ve always were dramatically younger than Im. When people realized I could articulate myself and I was really smart, they certainly were impressed. And my fast wit constantly amazed men and women. In primary school, when the other children teased me personally if you are quick, We shot right back at all of them with, “Well, you’re unsightly and I can grow.” It never ever neglected to catch all of them off guard. We didn’t play the peaceful, meek target bullies were used to. My humor and wit ended men and women inside their songs and turned all of them into friends.
I’d like only for individuals to avoid underestimating me personally. Simply because i will be little, does not always mean Im unable (except possibly with regards to attaining the top racks). Because we look youthful, doesn’t imply i will be naïve. Simply because We have a disability, doesn’t imply Im well worth not as much as others.
In an attempt to never be underestimated, I often hide reasons for myself. We don’t frequently explore having a disability openly. We surely don’t share it on the net. We try to avoid circumstances in which it might can be bought in to matter. I figure that if men and women don’t find out about my real variations, they won’t underestimate myself. We don’t desire to be seen as “the disabled woman,” because i am aware that’s maybe not just what defines me personally. It’s a-deep, essential section of who I am, but it’s perhaps not the first thing i’d like individuals to know if they meet me. I would like all of them to make it to understand myself for which i will be, maybe not for a disorder i may have. We have a desire to-be deeply and truly understood.
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I have decided that I’m going to be breathtaking.
I’m maybe not likely to be the type of gorgeous that is noisy and happy and in that person. I am going to function as the style of gorgeous which constant and understated. The beautiful that is mild and quiet, but powerful. It’s maybe not the kind of beauty that converts heads or falls jaws, however the sort that lights up a room. It’s not the sort of beauty that stands on a mountain and screams curses at our conformity to society’s objectives. It’s less “I am woman, hear me roar,” plus “This is me. And I was quite fine, thank-you.” It’s the type of beautiful which completely OK with just being what it is.
But i understand that kind of beauty isn’t one thing I can attain on my own. It’s such greater than that. It’s on the basis of the understanding that i’ve been intricately designed by similar artist which painted the trees while the blossoms and the hills additionally the oceans as well as the heavens. Im much more breathtakingly gorgeous compared to the actual world because unlike those mere things, I became created in picture of Jesus himself. That idea is just too huge for me personally to understand, and I also think I’m okay with it. I’m okay with being unsure of the reason why things happen the direction they do, with unsure precisely why I happened to be created the way I became created. I am OK with it because I have trust in a God just who informs the sunlight when you should rise and set. We have belief in somebody who is astoundingly bigger and greater than myself. Im profoundly and really understood by the person who produced myself.
And I have actually a commitment with Jesus – a person who flipped every thing inverted and caused some ruckus. He declared that the weak are powerful. The kingdom of God belongs to the the very least of the: the damaged, the sick, poor people, the lonely. We can’t assist but be totally enamored and happy by that knowledge.
I will be gorgeous because i am aware that I’ve been developed lovingly for an objective. Nobody is strictly just like myself. No one happens to be with all this same story to tell. No-one besides myself could be writing these words. Even though it is often challenging look into a mirror and declare my personal beauty, i’ll do exactly that due to the fact creator of world believes I’m very spectacular.
I will be type.
I will be sweet.
Im sassy.
I’m witty.
Im intelligent.
Im worthy of love.
I will be breathtaking.
I will be fearfully and wonderfully made.
While the the next time some one stares at my legs with disgust once I in the morning dolled up for a marriage, i shall look them within the eye and say, “They’re quite great, correct?”
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