Name: Maddy

Home: Wisconsin

Age: 245 billion

I have no idea what else to put on here. *screams echo throughout the house* Lilly! Stop biting Ellie!

You know your from Wisconsin when:

Your whole family wears green and gold to church on Sunday. (Only sometimes!)

Snow tires come standard on all your cars.

You refer to the Packers as "we." (What's so wrong with that?)

You have gotten frost-bitten and sunburned in the same week.

You can identify and Illinois accent.

You know what cow-tipping is.

Down South to you means Chicago. (Yes.)

Travelling coast to coast means going from LaCrosse to Milwaukee.

A brat is something you eat. (What else? Brat as in a spoiled person is pronounced differently.)

You have no problem spelling Milwaukee. (I don't think that counts for me. I can spell a lot of stuff.)

You consider Madison exotic.

You don't have a coughing fit from one sip of Pabst Blue Ribbon.

You can actually pronounce Oconomowoc. (Not that hard.)

You know what a bubbler is. (A water fountain is a fountain that has water coming out of it! Like a statue spitting an endless stream of water out of its mouth.)

You go out for fish fry every Friday.

You can recognize someone from Illinois from their driving.

You know how to polka.

You drink soda and refer to your dad as "pop." (Yes, yes I do.)

Formal wear is blue jeans and a baseball cap.

Your 4th of July Family Picnic was moved indoors due to frost.

You know where Waukesha is AND can pronounce it. (Why is this so hard to pronounce for some people?)

You can visit Luxembourg, Holland, Belgium, Denmark, Berlin, New London, and Poland all in one afternoon.

You design your Halloween costumes to fit over a snowsuit.

You've seen mosquitoes with landing lights.

You have more miles on your snow blower than your car.

You enjoy driving in the winter because the potholes fill in with snow.

Your sexy lingerie is tube socks and a flannel nightie.

You owe more money on your snowmobile than on your car.

At least twice a year, your kitchen doubles as a meat processing plant.

Your snow blower gets stuck on the roof. (I personally find this hilarious.)

You think the start of deer season is a national holiday.

You find 0 degrees a little chilly. (I must admit, this is true.)

You know what to do with a Blatz.

You actually understand these jokes.

This is so true.

I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace,or talking to a girlfriend on a cellphone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment),who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with alot of things, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest time that they are unique but not alone- Bearhug946, EdwardCullenEqualsLife, Stephanie Deux, Aintzane411, BillieMaysSaysKaboom,Nuns N' Bagels, Damon.x.Baird.x, ita-chan01, Razzika, Mixchick, Madsluads

This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

Ninety-six percent of teens in the world today don't stand up for God. If you are one of the 4 percent that does put this in your profile.

Favorite quotes:

"They're not gonna keep their uber box in the freaking couch." "How do you know?" "It's vital piece of military equipment, not your porn stash." Robert and Danny looking for the Korean phone in the 2012 version of Red Dawn.

"The boy's pheromone levels suggests he wants to mate with the female." Ratchet from Transformers.

"Ah! That is the most disgusting thing I've ever seen! Get the finger away from the eye!" Dracula from Hotel Transylvania.

"You'll never stop at one. I'll take you all on!" Optimus from Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. I have a reason. I read on a website that commented on the lines from the movies that he was 'referencing humans to potato chips.' I laughed so hard for about five minutes.

"Septimus Prime!" My friend's name for Sentinel.

"Optimegasus." Seriously, my friend knows nothing about Transformers.

15-year-old girl holds hands with her 1-year-old son. People call her a slut, no one knows she was raped at 13. People call another Guy fat. No one knows he has a serious disease-causing him to be overweight . People call an old man ugly. No one knew he had a serious injury to his face while fighting for our country in the war.People call a women bald but they don't know she has cancer Re-post this if you are against bullying and stereotyping. I bet 95% of you won't.

Do you live with or know about child abuse? If you do, or don't read the poem below, copy and paste it into your profile, you never know it just might make someone feel better and give them hope.

My name is Sarah. I am but three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All the day long. When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight. Don't make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar. I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself Against the hard wall I try and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words, He says its my fault That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And I run for the door. He's already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall. I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken. "I'm sorry!", I scream But its now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor My name is Sarah And I am but three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me.
There are thousands of kids out there just like Sarah. And you can help. Sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, because you would have to be one heartless person to not be affected by this story. And because you are affected, do something about it!! So all I am asking you to do is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society, and I pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but also pray for the safety of our youth. Please pass this poem on because as crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a life. Hey, you NEVER know. Please put this on your site if you are AGAINST CHILD ABUSE baCk iT uPP XxX Child Abuse XxX put your name here if you want it all to change and show you care: Ironhide and Lennox, Crystal Prime, Gracie Lou Whitwicky, Madsluads

ONE DAY A DAD COMES HOME DRUNK AND MAD. HE PULLS OUT A GUN AND SHOOTS HIS WIFE AND THEN TURNS
THE GUN ON HIMSELF. HIS LITTLE GIRL SITS BEHIND THE COUCH CRYING. THE POLICE CAME AND TOOK THE
LITTLE GIRL TO A NEW FAMILY. HER FIRST DAY TO SUNDAY SCHOOL SHE WALKS INTO THE BUILDING AND
SEES A PICTURE OF JESUS ON THE CROSS.

THE LITTLE GIRL ASKS THE TEACHER: How did that man get
off the cross?

THE TEACHER REPLIED: He never did.

THE LITTLE GIRL ARGUED: Yes he did when mommy
and daddy fought he sat next to me behind the couch telling me everything
was gonna be alright...

66% of u won't repost this.