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maybe she a real money MAKER. pimpin hoes and shit

i hada girlfirend who was kinda kinky. class four fersure.

one a my sons made a card for me for fathers day. the text is 'blahblahblah. . . blahblahblah'. 'okay day. enough with the fishing stories. let's get to the father's day party.' the illustrations are classic. kids are pretty fun.

'i dont belong to an organized political party. im a democrat.' --will rogers.

yeah rednecks.

check out this article from leather camp

i had set it up with a sales rep guy who sells shit at the ride to sell some other shit. but the organizer lady thought different. she blew a fucking gasket and just werent very nice to me. i made some money anyhow. they say success is the best revenge.

class 4 means if you fall you gonna get majorly fucked up or dead. class 3 means if you fall you might break something.

well my happy bike vacation turned ta shit when da ride organizer lost her fuckedup fucking temper and told me to get the fuck out. some people just get too fucking hung up on details. i think there mighta been some kina political undercurrent. who the fuck knows. i think i ota just stick to climbing.

so far my day has been kick ass. ima hitting the road in mere minutes and hope to have a great week at ride the rockies bike tour.

i dont think so. the pwc is supposed to get wet.

im on the road for a while. but i come back someday. enjoy yur weekend. go out and climb.

registers are really cool when someone leaves some burnage.

truestory: this methed out dude waltzes into my parents house. he wanders around for awhile before skitzing and making a quick dash into the closet. naturally his unwelcome presence and his wacky behavior gives cause for concern to my folks. the police showed up fast since a neighbor had already reported this dude sneaking around peoples homes. too bad for the tweaker that it was in california and his third felony. he proceeds to launch a letter writing campaign to my parents address asking them to testify on his behalf. seems he got religion in the joint and its only christian to forgive. the letter writing bothered my parents more than his wandering into their house.

that really hurts.

maybe this?: occhi dell'asino del sugo di estremità del gargle

no. not unless your gonna spend tons a time in the tent an will be cooking and shit.

?????? people who waste their money on climbing mags they then diss are suck.

i found one on sale at a camping supply store. its like a little kids picnic table but the benches are separate. so i got a bomber little table.

ima unsure where youd learn the iltalian equivalent of 'gargle butt gravy asseyes'. but itd fun to try.

hehehe. some places have internet access too.

depends on the clusterfuck around the bolt. its hard to make hard and fast rules since situations will dictate much of what youll do.

the first of many more tests.