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Speaking of socks, does anyone know where I can get a winter sock for Mr. Happy? Him and the two boys get cold out there.

i screwed a french girl once

If I'm real nice will you wash mine?

always the gentleman

Don't be so grumpy, Scrooge.

Allison, Allison, Allison. You cry foul when attacked, but you inflame people with your opinions sometimes. Now if someone tells you to STFU, especially concerning your last post, you must just suck it up like a good lass and not go crying for your moderator buddies to save your ass. I think you'll find that you don't have carte blanche protection like you brag that you do.

holy shmokes, we agree on everything wazzup?

ah huh

It's simple. Find picture. Right click on it. Click on properties. Highlight URL and click on Copy. Start your post and when ready click on IMAGE in the "Instant UBB Code box. Follow the directions at this point. Smoke a bowl.

Merry Christmas everybody!

yeah it's manky. means you got no life

Dru! Nice! What's your gal's name?

Works for me, as I have their bag and their coat. Hell, they should give me a commission check for tooting their horn.

He said...I don't know why you wear a bra; you've got nothing to put in it. She said...You wear briefs, don't you? She said...What do you mean by coming home half drunk? He said... It's not my fault...I ran out of money. He said... Since I first laid eyes on you, I've wanted to make love to you in the worst way. She said...Well, you succeeded. He said... 'Two inches more, and I would be a king. She said...'Two inches less, and you'd be a queen. On wall in ladies room: "My husband follows me everywhere." Written just below it: "I do not." He said... "Shall we try a different position tonight?" She said..."That's a good idea.... you stand by the ironing board while I sit on the sofa and fart." Priest said... 'I don't think you will ever find another man like your late husband. She said... 'Who's gonna look? He said... What have you been doing with all the grocery money I gave you? She said...Turn sideways and look in the mirror. He said ... Let's go out and have some fun tonight. She said...Okay, but if you get home before I do, leave the hallway light on. And the number one is .......... He said... Why don't you tell me when you have an orgasm? She said...I would, but you said not to call you at work.

I mean like bashing their father's brains out while he sleeps with a baseball bat. I mean drive by shootings. I mean Columbine. I mean underage snipers. And the list goes on...

When I worked construction and had achy, beat-up hands, a slathering of Bag Balm before bed healed them nicely by the next morning.

You may be right. I can only hope all Americans see the light concerning racial prejudice. There is no place for it in today's society. Any old guard Reps. or Dems. playing the color card will be ferreted out. The sooner the better.

Ain't life grand?

I'm not surprised. You have my condolences.

Since Lott stepped down yesterday, Hillary had no one to attack. She decided to climb up on a soapbox and declare all Republicans racist. Hillary obviously has lost touch with reality. The Democrats' would be ill advised to let her continue with her tirade.

Father Flanagan, the renowned founder of Boys Town, opined that he had never met a bad boy. Perhaps the good father did not get around much, for horrible examples of sheer unmotivated malice are more often committed by adolescents than by adults - or so it would appear. To declare that we should withhold capital punishment because the goblin is too young seems unreasonable to me. A creep is a creep is a creep, regardless if whether he is old enough to buy a package of cigarettes.

My friend, stationed in Kuwait reports back from the war area that our ragheaded adversaries are displaying gratifying incompetence in their war-making capacity. Evidently many of them cannot work the slide of a 1911 .45. Additionally they have no interest in maintenance, and machinery of any sort does need to be maintained. The prevailing attitude amongst their leadership class is that knowledge, being power, must not be disseminated. If you know how to do something, keep it to yourself lest the peasantry discover it. And beside this, the class system seems irresistibly entrenched. The A class people do not work physically. Officers, for example, will not pick up brass nor set targets. In one incident, an officer trainee declined to walk upon the grass for fear of contamination and required his troops to carry him from one point to another. It may be wishful thinking, but amongst those people the slave mentality seems to be rife. This is certainly good news for us, if true.