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Sal X Reader
After a recent breakup with Sal you go for a walk through New York and out of everyone who do you bump into?
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As you wander down the streets of Manhattan with no where in particular to go, you put your Airpods in listening to a True Crime Podcast as you get some fresh air for what feels like the first time in forever. You were heartbroken over the recent break up with Sal, he was away from home a lot and with the recent passing of my father along with near enough no support from Sal due to him being away so often we butted heads and it ultimately came to calling it a day. Sal tried his hardest when he was on the road to make things work with Facetiming and calling at every opportunity and even that night as I stood in tears in our shared house he begged me not to leave and he told me he’d sacrifice everything for us to work.
That night I left with nothing but my car keys, phone and purse. I had nowhere to go apart from my late father’s apartment which I had to decide to sell or keep it for myself. As I sit on the sofa in the empty lounge with nothing but a tv I look around trying to think of ideas for furniture to fill the empty space. All of my father’s furniture was donated to the Salvation Army, Nobody wanted it and I never thought i’d be in the situation where i’d now be living in the apartment.
I take no notice of the passing crowds as I stroll through Washington Square Park in my own little world. Unbeknownst to me Sal and the other guys were filming in that location today, it wasn’t noticeable as the camera’s were always hidden. It was Sal’s turn to go out and do what the others told him to, he heard Joe in his earpiece speak to the other guys mentioning that the women to the far left looked like you, Sal wasn’t supposed to hear what was being said but Joe forgot to unplug the microphone. Sal looks around in the passing crowd frowning trying to spot you, he looks around and speaks back to the other Jokers making it clear that if this was a joke - it wasn’t funny.
Joe tells Sal to turn ever so slightly to the left and look towards the fountain that I was passing. Sal’s heart drops as he sees you strolling past, he pulls out his earpiece and runs after you. You jump when someone grabs your hand, turning around with confusion on you’re face your heart races a hundred miles an hour as you’re looking into the love of your life’s eyes. Tears threaten to fall down your face as you take out your Airpods, placing them in your pocket. Sal pulls you into him wrapping his arms tight around you whilst softly stroking your hair, you melt into his touch and you’ve missed the smell of his cologne.
You pull away looking at your feet as Sal softly strokes your back. “I’m assuming you’re filming?” I ask already knowing the answer. Sal nods back in response before asking all the usual questions like how’re you, what have I been doing, where am I staying, how am I coping with the grief. Anxiety fills my body and my hands begin to shake as I quickly say goodbye to Sal and near enough run away. I toy with myself trying to decide if I should look back at him which I do and I feel my heartbreak in my chest, Sal’s sat against the little wall of the fountain with his head in his hands sobbing. I stop out of sigh with tears streaming down my face from a mixture of heartbreak and anxiety, I watch as the other Jokers sit next to Sal patting his shoulder and giving him a hug. I felt terrible walking away but he ultimately chose his career over me, something i’d never do over him.
It had been a couple of months since I last seen Sal in person at this point but every night I seen him on Impractical Jokers as I flicked through the tv. Today was my first day off in what feels like forever, earlier in the day i’d been to Ikea and Costco to get furniture and essentials to stock the fridge. I spent the afternoon building all the furniture making the apartment a home and I loved everything that i’d picked up. It didn’t feel so empty now.
I bite the bullet and ask Sal to come over in the evening, he was going to find out sooner or later may as well get it over with. I pull on some leggings and a tshirt as I hear a soft knock at the door, I take a deep breath as I open the door to be faced with Sal who’s stood with a bag from our favourite Chinese and bunch of summer flowers wrapped in brown paper. He smiles as I invite him inside, as we make our way through the apartment towards the kitchen to plate up our dinner Sal suddenly comes to a hault, he knows.
I turn around and look at him as my anxiety goes through the roof, he stands gobsmacked as he looks at my now noticable baby bump. “Sal listen, for the past couple of months i’ve been in and out of hospital with stomach pain and really heavy periods, the hospital thought I had IBS with swelling in my tummy. It’s just as much of a shock for you as it is for me…”. Sal places the flowers and takeaway bag on the counter as he approaches you, he reaches out his hand placing it on the side of your bump softly stroking his thumb over the fabric of your tshirt. I look up at him as tears stream down his face, I hope they’re happy tears. “When do you go to the hospital next?” He asks as our eyes meet. “Tomorrow, 10am”. Sal nods back in response. “I’ll be here at 9.15am to collect you, i’ll drive us there and if it’s ok with you, i’d like to come in.” I agree to Sal’s request as we plate up dinner and sit on the couch.
Sal hadn’t touched his food instead he sat beside me softly talking and stroking my bump. “She can hear you, you know” I softly chuckle. “It’s a girl?” His eyes light up and my heart literally aches at his reaction. “It’s a girl” I confirm, Sal beams proudly at me before placing a kiss on my bump. He smile at me as our eyes lock together, in that moment it felt like the whole world had stopped and it was just us three. Sal leans in placing a soft kiss on my lips before pulling back looking for permission to continue, I wrap my arms around his neck placing my lips back on his as he pulls me closer. We pull away after what feels like an eternity, Sal places his head on mine as he softly speaks. “From now on, everything I do is all for you both. You’ll never need to work or worry ever again. Please can we sort things out between us so we can be a family of three with our little girl?” I nod back in agreement as I take Sal’s hand placing it at the top of my bump where he nearly jumps off the sofa in total shock. “Did she just kick?!”. “She agrees as well, I want to be a family of three and I also want to come home.” Sal smiles as he places a kiss on my hair before clearing away my plate and beginning to eat his food.
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photographer: another addition for the Murray family
Carter Murray: yes, and our other addition is missing
Lillian Murray: Jessica is taken care of just fine
photographer: good, now smile
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photographer: now just with the parents. Oh nice, yes
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Film Review: KUNG FU PANDA 4 (2024): Po is Back in a Basic, Light-Hearted Adventure with Familiar Moments of Peril and Life Lessons https://film-book.com/film-review-kung-fu-panda-4-2024-po-is-back-in-a-basic-light-hearted-adventure-with-familiar-moments-of-peril-and-life-lessons/?feed_id=124196&_unique_id=65ee255336bda
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NEWSWEEK
BY DARRAGH ROCHE ON 7/21/22
U.S. Secret Service Director James Murray is facing scrutiny about his ties to former President Donald Trump amid ongoing allegations about the apparent loss of text messages from January 5 and 6, 2021.
MSNBC's Lawrence O'Donnell has said that Murray is "the problem" at the agency.
O'Donnell said that the agency has lost "the most important text messages in their history because no one there knew that those text messages were important" and accused Murray of being a "Trump guy."
He quoted an NBC News report that stated the Secret Service had been told at least three times to preserve text messages and communications on the agency's phones, citing a senior Secret Service official.
"The senior Secret Service official said it was James Murray's responsibility to make sure all Secret Service texts sent and received on January 6 were preserved. And he did not do that," O'Donnell said.
Murray was appointed to lead the Secret Service by Trump in 2019 and O'Donnell pointed to investigative journalist and author Carol Leonnig's book where she claimed that Trump had originally wanted to appoint Secret Service agent Tony Ornato to lead the agency but Ornato recommended Murray.
Ornato was serving White House deputy chief of staff for operations in January 2021. He had been permitted to leave his Secret Service role temporarily in order to serve as deputy chief of staff, in what has been described as an unusual move for the Secret Service.
O'Donnell discussed a 10-minute interview Trump reportedly held with Murray before appointing him to lead the agency.
"That interview may well have in included the questions. Who did you vote for for president? Who are you going to vote for for president? And do I have your complete and total loyalty at all times for anything I might want to do?" O'Donnell said.
He went on: "We know that Donald Trump was not going to give that job to anyone who did not clearly pledge loyalty to Donald Trump.
"So we know that James Murray is a Trump guy in every sense important to Donald Trump or Donald Trump would not have promoted him to director of the Secret Service in April of 2019."
O'Donnell went on to ask if Murray had done "a service" for Trump by "overseeing the deletion of all the Secret Service text messages on January 6."
"The January 6 committee can answer all of these questions by issuing a specific personal subpoena to James Murray for his under oath testimony and a separate subpoena to James Murray for all his Secret Service text messages on January 6," he said.
Just one text exchange from January 5 and 6 was submitted to the Department of Homeland Security (DHS) Inspector General Joseph Cuffari. That was also received by the House Select Committee investigating the events of the Capitol riot.
O'Donnell took aim at Murray for not saying anything publicly amid what he called the "worst crisis facing the Secret Service since the assassination of President Kennedy."
"We have never seen a problem like this at the Secret Service," he said. "It's a very serious problem at the Secret Service. And James Murray is part of that problem. Or James Murray is the problem."
Others have also joined in criticism of Murray. MSNBC legal analyst Jill Wine-Banks tweeted on Wednesday: "There must be consequences for anyone at @SecretService who did not back up their data and for the leadership who did not make it happen. Director #JamesMurray must be fired today."
Pam Keith, CEO of the Center for Employment Justice, tweeted: "James Murray and Tony Ornato should be on EVERYONE's list of suspects" and said they were "hand picked" by Trump.
Criticism of Murray comes amid continuing controversy about the Secret Service and its role on January 6, 2021, with the National Archives directing the Secret Service to investigate the potential "unauthorized deletion" of text messages and issue a report in 30 days.
Secret Service Communications Chief Anthony Guglielmi has said the National Archives "will have our full cooperation in this review and we will complete the internal review of our information as directed and promptly respond to their inquiry. The Secret Service has long standing established policies regarding the retention of government records."
Guglielmi has also said that the "Secret Service has been and continues to be fully cooperative with the January 6 Select Committee."
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🔵CHAPTER 264: FRANCES' FINAL JOURNEY 🔵 Frances was buried at the East London Cemetery, Plaistow. A crowd of about two thousand persons had assembled in the roadway and on the pavement. The 3 coaches contained Mr. Coles, the father of the deceased, and Miss Mary Coles, her sister; and the revered. - My sweet sweet child, I'm gonna miss her - said a frail James Coles. - So sad what happened to her - said her sister Mary. They had flowers for her, as well her former boyfriend James Murray. Her dad fell to pieces. - No father should bury their child! Her friends Ada, Chandra, Ann and Anne were also there, with Joe. - I wonder if the police will ever get him - said Joe -. I hope they do, so there will be no other Marie, no other Rose... - I wonder that too - said Ada, worried. She survived the attack, nonetheless. She had seen his face. 🔹🔹 Frances fue enterrada en el Cementerio del Este de Londres, en Paislow. Una multitud de entorno dos mil personas se habían reunido a lo largo del camino. Había 3 carruajes, que llevaban al Sr. Coles, padre de la difunta, y a la señorita Mary Coles, su hermana; y al reverendo. - Mi dulce dulce niña, la hecharé de menos - dijo un frágil James Coles. - Muy triste lo que le ha pasado - dijo su hermana. Lkevavan flores para ella, como así también su exnovio James Murray. El padre se desmoronó. - Ningún padre tendría que enterrar a su hija! Sus amigas Ada, Chandra, Ann y Anne también estaban allí, con Joe. - Me pregunto sola policía lo pillará algún día - dijo Joe -. Espero que sí, que no haya más Maries, Roses... - Yo también me lo pregunto - dijo Ada, intranquila. Ella había sobrevivido al ataque, nada menos. Le había visto el rostro. #victorianplaymo #victorian_playmo #otd #onthisday #130yearsagotoday #FrancesColes #CarrotyNell #JamesColes #MaryColes #JamesMurray #AdaWilson #JoeBarnett #AnneCrook #victorianplaymobil #victoriantimes #playmobil #playmobiltoys #playmobilfigures #eastñondoncemetery #plaistow (at East London Cemetery) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLt5OB2JcwQ/?igshid=h1tiah3qt7q0
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ooo I wonder what it is going to be?
also poor Q :(
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the-expanse-fashion · 7 years
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Adam Savage visits the props department of The Expanse, where armourists and propmakers engineer the weapons, helmets, and the gear that give weight and story to the universe of the show. Prop master James Murray shows Adam some of the unique props his team has made, revealing aesthetic and functional details!
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rockstarstate32 · 4 years
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Cold Cuddles (Brian Quinn x Reader [Fluff/ Cuddles])
Let me catch you up:
Hanging out with your older brother Sal, had always been one of your favorite things. But, hanging out with his friends... well, that was even better. Joe, Murr, Q, and Sal, were all about 8 years older than you, so, as if goes, you were ‘little sis’ to all of them. But, the only person you didn’t want to be little sis to... was Q. You couldn’t deny, you had a crush on him since you met him the day Sal brought him over. You so badly wanted to make a move in him. But, your brother, and tough attitude probably didn’t help.
[Today]
“Sal, you do realize you’re asking me to come to to New Jersey with you guys, right?” You said as you hoisted yourself onto his kitchen counter. It wasn’t often he’d let you go on tour with them.
“Yeah, yes, Y/N, of course I realize that. And, I want you to come hang out with us! There’s no use in having you stay at home, all alone, all December, so, i wanna take you with us.” He throws his arms up and leans against the counter opposite of you. You say in the silence pondering your thoughts, wondering if maybe this could be the chance to get close to Q. “So...?” Sal pushed the idea.
“Fine, Sal, yes. I’ll go” you sighed defeated.
“Yes!” He pumped a fist. “Best little sis ever!!” He hugged you.
“You’re ONLY little sis, dumbo” you giggled as you hugged him back.
“Yeah, yeah, plane leaves tomorrow at 8:00 a.m.” he says letting go. You nodded. “But, seriously Y/N, you’re the coolest.” He says.
{Time Skip~ the next day @ 6:45}
As you walked sleepily into the airport, you and Sal met the other guys.
“Hey, Y/N” Murr have you a hug and a kiss on the cheek. You returned both and turned to Joe.
“Holy shit, Y/N, you look like the living dead” he says with a slight chuckle and gives you a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
“Yeah, whatever, Joe. Shut up” you said as he laughed. You looked for Q, but, you didn’t see him anywhere.
“Hey Murr” you tapped his shoulder.
“Hmm? Oh, yeah, Y/N. Whats up?” He said as he snapped his attention away from space and at you.
“Q?” You said simply.
“Oh, he left to get you a coffee, he figured you’d be tired.” He says.
“Oh, okie. Thanks” you muttered. You casually layer your head on his shoulder as you felt yourself falling asleep. Moments later, you felt two big arms hug you from behind.
“Hey you!” He says excited handing you a coffee.
“Hi. Thank you” you took the cup and took a long slurp of your coffee.
“So, Sal says that you’re sitting with me on the plane. True?” He asks, taking a sip of his coffee. You nodded. “Mmkay” he says.
{Time skip~ end of the flight/ almost landing}
The one thing that you loved about flying was looking out the window as you landed. Excitedly, you clambered over Q, unaware of how close your hands were to the one spot he’d want you to touch. He smiled at how cute you looked when you were excited.
“What?” You said, as you took a glance at him.
“I just love how excited you get whenever we’re about to land, it’s cute.” He says, smiling. You blushed deeply, hoping he didn’t see.
As you got off the plane, you hopped into a Taxi. Sitting on Sal and Joes lap in an odd way you rode to the hotel. As Sal, checked in you saw Q sitting alone at a table. It was about a 6 hour flight. So, it was already about 3 (includes baggage, the ride, everything), too late to start filming.
“Hey you” you said as you say on the arm of his chair.
“Hey” he says, looking up at you.
“D’you know where we’re all sleeping?” You ask, you wanted to know the sleeping arrangements.
“Yeah. Joe says it’s Sal and Murr, Me and Joe and then you have your own room. But, Sal says you can sleep in his bed, he’ll switch with Murr, and Murray can sleep alone.” He says.
“Oh, okay, cool. Thanks.” You Said, you opened your mouth to say something else but, you stopped when you heard your name.
“Y/N! Y/N, come here for a second” Sal called. You hopped off the chair, and dashed over to Sal.
{Time Skip~ 2:00 am}
You had gotten up because you were freezing cold. You already 2 blankets, but you still cold. You got out of bed, and left yours and Sals room. He ended up making Murr sleep alone. You softly padded your way over to Q and Joe’s room. As you approached the door, it opened to reveal a sleepy Joe.
“Oh, hey Y/N” he whispered. “You coming to steal warmth?” He smirked.
“Yeah, it’s kinda weird sleeping with my brother. Can I come lay with you, or something?” You asked sweetly. Joe had been one of more father figure to you. You had no problem sleeping next to him. After all, you’d done it before.
“Sorry, Y/N, I’m actually heading out to McDonald’s... I’m hungry.” He says. “I want a McFlurry” he stated.
“Oh, ok” you said saddened.
“But, Qs in there...I’ve noticed you making some googly eyes at him, and he likes you. Go cuddle with him.” He mentioned. You shrug and enter the the room. Turning to give Joe a wave, before he left. He smiled and shut the door. You walked quickly and quietly over to the sleeping man. You lightly lifted the covers and got into the bed.
“I was wondering how long it’d take you to finally get your ass over here” he mumbled as you nuzzled your face into his chest.
“It’s cold” was all you said in return.
“Then, curl in closer, babs” he says as he pulls your waist closer to his. You felt his d*ck against your leg as your intertwined your legs with his.
“Mmmm, i love you, Brian” you say spontaneously not caring about what he’d say. His arms wrap around you even more as he draws you closer.
“I love you, too, Y/N. I love you, too” he says as you guys fall asleep. Sighing, you felt as if you won a battle, you won the quixotic Quinn over.
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A follow-up to my “So, why do you think you’re bi?” starter pack An “Are you sure you’re not just gay?” starter pack.
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gionline · 5 years
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Ah! ele é um amor ♥️
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Mr Vulcano - Sal Vulcano Fanfic
⚠️ ex student/teacher contains Smut and Alcohol Consumption ⚠️
You were out in a bar in Manhattan celebrating your 25th birthday with friends when someone caught your eye, a familiar face but you don’t know where you remember him from. You rack your brain as to what his name was and where did you know him from, the it hit you sqaure in the face. It was Mr Vulcano my English teacher from High School, the teacher I used to fantasize about bending me over his desk and pounding into me whilst calling me his little teachers pet. I catch eye contact with him and i’m sure i’m blushing, he looks to me and frowns his brow’s slightly mostly likely trying to remember my face.
I wander to the bar asking for a large Vodka and Lemonade as i’m about to pay a voice from beside me pipes up making it clear that they’d pay, I look to my right and there he is towering over me, tall dark and handsome. He hasn’t changed much since I left high school seven years ago, his beard was neat as was his hair. “Thank you for the drink” I clink my glass against his bottle of beer making him smile, as i’m about to walk away he grabs my hand pulling me back making me giggle a little and roll my eyes. He presses his lips against my ear and whispers “Miss Brown, did you just roll your eyes at me?”. I swallow the lump in my throat as he places his hand on the small of my back pulling me against his chest, he remembered me.
“You remember me?” I shout over the loud music. “Of course I remember you, if you weren’t my student all those years ago i’d have called you my own. There’s no rules saying I can’t see an ex student after they leave…”. Butterflies fill my tummy and my pants become damp as he speaks, I wanted him back then but I want him even more now.
“Do you have a first name or should I just call you Mr Vulcano?” I asks playfully. “Sal, but I do like Mr Vulcano. Reminds me of when you used to put your hand in the air and ask for help.” I smile thinking back to the memories of high school.
“Well, thanks for the drink Sal I appreciate it. Have a good night” I kiss his cheek before walking away from him. What was I doing? He wants me just as much as I want him. I go back to my friends and glance over at Sal talking to three others who were also my teachers, Mr Gatto, Mr Quinn and Mr Murray. I’m surprised I remembered their names it was that long ago, why was I playing hard to get.
As the night got on we were getting more drunk and wild on the dance floor, I wore a little black dress that just covered my bum with spaghetti straps on my shoulders and a deep plunge at my boobs pairing the dress with black heels to give me some extra height. As we’re dancing I feel a pair of hands on my waist and a body pushing against my back, I hope that’s his phone in his pocket. I turn around and to my surprise I come face to face with Sal, I smile and wrap my arms around his neck pulling him closer. I bite my lip as he looks down at me, his lips smash against mine taking me by surprise but I open my mouth letting his tongue explore mine. I could taste the beer on his tongue as he holds me flush against him. We both pull away and I look down blushing, he laughs slightly before leaning into my ear, nudging my blonde hair out of his way as he does so. “Let’s get out of here”.
Around half an hour later we were back at Sal’s apartment, we hadn’t made it to the bedroom as soon as we stepped foot through the door his lips were on mine and both our hands were clawing at each others clothes in desperation to get undressed. Sal lifts me up and I wrap my arms and legs around him instantly, he make his way to the bedroom bumping against the door Sal kicks it open with his heel and lays me down on his king size bed. Both of us now in our underwear our clothes discharded somewhere in the house Sal climbs on top of me kissing from my neck all the way down to my damp thong, I whimper when he places his lips over the wet fabric as he hooks his finger against the side of my thong slowly pulling it down my leg. As the fabric pulls itself away from my damp spot Sal’s lips instantly connect with my Clit sending a jolt through my body, my fingers grab the sheet beneath me as he works wonders on me. My moans and pleads only encouring him. I feel the coil in my stomach tighten and as i’m about to come he pulls away, the tears threatening to fall from my lids as I look at Sal who’s pulling down his tight boxers. My eyes widen at the length and thickness of him. Sure i’ve had sex before but not with someone as big as him. Sal looks at me and the expression on my face says everything.
“You ok?” He asks, I nod before blurting out “Sal, you’re massive! I’ve never had sex with someone as big as you…”. Sal grins back at the compliment, he gave off big dick energy but he was so much bigger than I imagined. Sal grabs a condom from his wallet rolling it on before climbing between my spread open legs. “I’ll go slow I promise” he places his forehead against mine as he pushes the tip into me, my mouth flies open but nothing comes out. I watch as he slowly pushes into me disappearing deep inside. There was a mixture of pain and pleasure but I nearly scream when he finally comes to a halt. He stays still for a minute letting me adjust to his size as he softly places little kisses on my neck, my arms wrap around his neck playing with his short hair. Sal places his head against mine once again looking in my eyes for permission to start moving, which I grant.
Sal pulls near enough all the way out before pushing himself back in, my breath becomes irregular and a little moan comes from my lips, he starts to go a bit faster causing me to moan his name which he clearly likes as he begins slamming into me. My nails claw at his arms as my back arches and the screams of his name leave my lips, Sal moans back all sorts of filth in my ear causing me to quickly reach my climax tightening around him and shaking uncontrollably, he pulls orgasm after orgasm out of me hitting my sweet spot everytime he slams into me harder, both our bodies stick together with sweat and the bed is covered in a large wet patch. Sal’s thrusts become frantic as he chases his orgasm. “O…oh my god Sal you’re so biggggg” I cry through gritted teeth, tears of pleasure rolling down the side of my face. “You’re so fucking tight, s..say my name… fucking say it” Sal wraps his hand around your throat forcing your eyes open to look at him. “S…s…sir!!!” I scream unintentionally, Sal growls back animalistically as he pulls my legs higher up his torso slamming deeper into me, this time I scream his name and he stills inside me crying out with pleasure as he explodes into the condom, ropes and ropes of his white come filling the latex. Sal is dripping with sweat as he looks down at you breathing heavy. “You did so well, let me get you cleaned up”. He pulls out of you as gently as he can, getting up and going into the bathroom you watch as he disappears coming back minutes later with a warm flannel wiping between your sensitive legs. You lie exhausted as Sal climbs into bed beside you softly moving your sticky hair from your eyes. Your cheeks burn crimson as you look at Sal’s body covered in angry red scratches, he notices you looking and shrugs laughing slightly. Your eyes fall closed as you smuggle close to Sal’s sticky body.
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Olivia Murray: I choose you and promise to choose you as my husband every single day we wake. You love me in love and complete me in ways I never knew possible. From this day forth, I promise to listen to you, learn from you and support you. I will celebrate your succeses and mourn your losses as though they were my own. I will love you, my husband, and rejoice in your love for me for all the years of our lives.
Pastor: I now pronouce you husband and wife
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adamwatchesmovies · 4 years
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Impractical Jokers: The Movie (2020)
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If you’re a fan of the Impractical Jokers television series, you’ll certainly like the film but If you pay to see this in the theater, you’re a sucker. The biggest joke here is the title. There’s nothing “movie” about Impractical Jokers: The Movie.
As teens, Brian “Q” Quinn, Joe Gatto, James “Murr” Murray, and Sal Vulcano snuck into a Paula Abdul concert, turned it into a riot and in the process, came up with the idea for their show. Today, Paula has become a fan and invites them to her concert in Miami but only gives them three tickets. To decide who will miss out, the friends compete in a series of hidden-camera challenges on the way to the show.
The film begins with a flashback that starts you off laughing. The attempt to make The Tenderloins look like high-schoolers is so deliberately bad it’s hilarious. Once on the road, several gags had me in stitches. What works in the show works here. First, you’re laughing at the passersby’s reactions. Then, you laugh at the jokers themselves. You can tell the guys have been at this for a while and know exactly how to push each others’ buttons. Several of the skits are innovative and memorable. Even if, like me, you’ve never seen even a single episode of the show, you’ll be laughing long and hard.
And yet… the film disappoints. At the end of the day, this is not a movie. The story is garbage, barely more than an afterthought. While most of the challenges feel genuine, the wraparound is never convincing or all that funny. It’s poorly written and predictable. Not helping are the Tenderloins, who are horrendous actors. You wish you could annihilate the Paula Abdul story but then, all you’d be left with is an elongated episode of the show and that, you can see “for free” at home.
This movie isn’t doing anything the show hasn't done already. It's rated PG-13 so it’s not like they’re upping the ante - not really - by performing death-defying, risqué or shocking skits. While watching, you develop a new appreciation for the Jackass films. Those cranked up the insanity to a level you would’ve never been able to get away with on the small screen. This may be smarter but it’s safer too, which is a big mark against it.
I can’t be too hard on Impractical Jokers: The Movie. I was bordering on tears more than once and that’s worth a lot. Worth the price of a movie ticket though? Absolutely not. No boundaries are pushed so nothing will prevent this film from being shown on TV in a couple of months. It won't win the series any new fans despite the numerous laughs because of the price, which means it’s for those who are already part of the club. For them, it’s worth seeing - at home. (Theatrical version on the big screen, March 2, 2020)
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Free jazz pioneer Sunny Murray, born September 21, 1936 -- #SunnyMurray #JamesMurray #JamesMarcellusArthurMurray #Drums #Drummer #Jazz #JazzMusic #FreeJazz #MusicLegend #Music #AfroAmerican #AfricanAmerican #BlackHistory #BlackCulture #BlackMusic #BlackMixtape https://www.instagram.com/p/B2q5SKUoERX/?igshid=1rhmm0c7ugm0z
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🔵CHAPTER 249: AN UNCOMFORTABLE TRUTH🔵 Frances Coles went to see her older sister Mary Ann. A familiar face stopped her on her way. - Hiya Fanny, how's things? - Not bad James, yourself? - Frances and James Murray had been dating for around 4 years, but it was over since some years ago. - Good, good. Have a nice day, Fanny! - Thanks, ya too - and she knocked the door. The housekeeper let her in and prepared some tea for both women. - How's ev'rythin', Frances? - Mary Ann never married. - I went to see dad, as ev'ry weekend - he was in a care house. She looked sad -. I'm not workin' at the chemist's anymore. - D'ya need som'thin'? Anythin'? - No... Must go now. See ya soon. Mary Ann was worried. Her younger sister looked very poor, her clothes so dirty. She would prepare some clothes to give them to her next time. 🔹🔹 Frances Coles fue a ver a su hermana mayor Mary Ann. De camino, una cara familiar la paró. - Ey Fanny, qué tal? - No me quejo James, y tú? - Frances y James Murray habían sido pareja durante 4 años, pero hacía tiempo que lo habían dejado. - Bien, bien. Feliz año Fanny! - Igual! - y llamó a la puerta. El ama de llaves la hizo pasar y preparó té para las dos mujeres. - Cómo va tó, Frances? - Mary Ann no se había casado. - Fuí a ver a papá, como cada finde - estaba en una residencia. Frances parecía triste -. Ya no trabajo'n la farmacia. - Necesitas algo? Cualquier cosa? - No... Me voy ya. Hasta pronto. Mary Ann estaba preocupada. Su hermana pequeña se veía muy pobre, con la ropa tan sucia. Prepararía ropa para darle la próxima vez. #victorianplaymo #victorian_playmo #FrancesColes #MaryAnnColes #JamesMurray https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ5o0ALpxbU/?igshid=1w55fkhbbuxrn
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