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i gave up on breasts at age 12. they call it "weening"

lib media needs to shut up and let the market decide what is safe and what will kill you

So basically we're trading Peter for Layton. Seems like an even swap to me.

My advice would be this: go back to school.

Ice Porn! a Fiction cooked up by Used To Be CC.COM Poster, THE FIREY AND OPINIONATED JOE MCKAY!

Macrame Misogyny Gynephobia all await your acerbic wit

I have sanitized the database to remove your scrotal scribblings some time ago. I have revised history in my favor. Search and weep.

HHHAHAAHAHa i thought of that myself (way, WAY before you did) and didn't comment because i thought it would be better as a replacement for nutsack.....i.e. "getting jiggy wid my nooksack" etc.

Being spawned by a sea going parent myself, I can't live without the ocean near by. I guess that makes this place (Seattle) the best climbing town for me. Not that I wouldn't mind living somewhere sunny for a while, but I don't think it would be Colorado. Maybe in Northern Arizona somewhere, or a short time in California near some good sunny granite.

By General Foods International. I know this stuff is probably bad for you, like a McDonalds McGriddle Cake breakfast, but it is absolutely scrumptious. I can't drive down to the coffee shop for the espresso like I want...nay...DESERVE.... so I have to settle for something I can make here. Sure, one taste of the flavor blast explosion that is French Vanilla Cafe might be the equivalent of smoking 5 packs of cigarettes while downing 2 bottles of No-Doze, but it gets me through the day. It doesn't have that bitter taste, and brings back to that morning in Paris, at that sidewalk cafe, and her torn black dress, her smeared makeup, and the velvet handcuffs. I'm not recommending this, just sharing a special moment.

You gotta enjoy the expression on the face.

From Henry Rollins iM7MR5_v47w

Here is one for the Birfday Girl: 38_MwcGDNhQ

happy birthday Kat (was it yesterday?). Thanks for letting me borrow your crutches. They are way betting than crawling in the dirt.

i have had several desks....serial mahogany

DeChristo, do you know what a shitwolf is?

We're only visitors.

Well, another very sad moment.

Today is the last day you'll be this old. Tomorrow you'll be older. Stumbling, fumbling...using a cane. Fewer situps..pushups.

If you could find it, in your mind (whats left of that), to post. You hand is deep in your pants.

You were serious. But now you're saying what the heck. Driving around in the little white car again. Where is the loyalty? The bond that we have...its a sham.

You should be getting up now. Its 9:21. You're married to eternal sleep, aren't you? As far as being with the intelligence...well no one said you were too smart for the room like me. But you were in the room.

i can't believe it. its 9:17 now. do me a favor, I've been waiting for a while now, trying to make contact. do me a favor and post. just a short message. it would behoove you to make this gesture at this time. You might be receiving a little something in the mail.