Dechristo

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Yeah, I've been cupped. It was part of a therapy I received from an Acupuncturist/Physical therapist. Kind of painful...leaves nice bruises the size of the cup used. This reminds me of another “cup” incident: A short while after my vasectomy, my wife and I went in for the follow-up appointment with the doctor. He informed me that I'd need to supply a "sample" in order for the efficacy of the operation to be verified. I asked how I was to supply the sample. He said I was to make an appointment, go into a private room on site, produce the sample in the room, and deliver the sample in the cup. I asked, "Does it matter by what means I produce the sample?" Doctor: "Well, usually patients bring in a magazine, or materials of preference, and produce the sample, uh...by themselves." I said, "Really?!" Doctor: "uh huh." I looked at the doctor, then turned to my wife and said, "Honey, this ain't happenin' unless you're willing to spit the sample into the cup." I don't remember any of the particulars of the remainder of that appointment except my wife pummeling me during and between my fits of laughter. I never did supply a sample in that cup. Back to the topic of the thread… …you take cream in your coffee?

Fuck, be sure you finish the job by hitting a few more. If we all band together... Then we'd all be Whiner Rammers. Oh, that just sucks...such a nauseatingly lame pun. I'm so ashamed

so, it was ok to hit the weimeraner

Thanks

That stupid fido came runnin' straight at the front of the truck and hit me head-on. I was going 60mph on a winding section of a two-lane highway and had nowhere to go to avoid him. It was pretty sick. He hit right on one of the 10" steel tangs of the snowplow mount that protrude from the front. A big bone from the dog's anatomy flew up and hit at the top of the windshield in front of me leaving blood, water, and fat on the glass. The windshield washer fluid wouldn't cut it. The wipers smeared it in a grisly arc across the glass. I looked in the rear-view mirror to see one of the fog lights tumbling and three or four big hunks of dog smearing greasy paths from the impact point along the highway. It was out in an area without any houses and I needed to get to town before a particular business closed for the day, so I kept driving. I pulled up to the curb, parallel parking in front of the business minutes before they were due to close. A guy walking down the sidewalk looked at the front of my truck casually then, his visage changed to a look of alarm. I thought, "shit, the dog fuckedup more than just the fog lamp.” I got out of the truck and walked around to the front to look before heading into the business. There was a substantial cape of the dog’s hide still hanging/dragging from the snowplow tang. I looked up and around to see there was no one in close proximity. Also, there was a city refuse container on the sidewalk next to my truck. I pulled the wet hide from where it hung and deposited it… …and headed straight for the business’s restroom to wash my hands. "Out, damn spot"!

heh heh

Interesting. I wondered if a ("deep")troll is perpetuated by the same mentality of those behind the fake-charity coin collection cans at the checkout stands or the scams where they say their kids are dying of some (non-existent)affliction. Playing on people's emotions for their own benefit, whether it be financial or simply for the publicity/sympathy/attention. My speculation of the psychological status of a deep troll was of the internet message board variety, not of con artists. Those folks just want somebody's money.

elk, cows, deer, goats, turkeys, , bears, skunks, cars, snakes, raccoons, badgers, bobcats, trucks, dogs, lions, and heavy equipment. Some days the roads are full of 'em, some days not. The front-end of my truck is fuckedup from two collisions. One with a turkey. One with a big weimeraner.

A light troll is an attempt, successfull or not, at humor. A deep troll may indicate issues of control and inferiority/superiority. As a rule, there is no known connection to whether hot or not... ...unless, it's a worldwidetube sex troll that's so fucking good at talking sex to you, that you self-manipulate, like, a dozen "OH MY FUCKING GOD I'M GONNA EXPLODE" orgasms. By definition, you'd find that troll to be hot.

androgyny is aid

PP is of the few that possess the cryptic knowledge that Carl Rove was a pin-setter at a bowling alley in his youth.

I'll bet the soldier didn't have as much of a problem with killing "the enemy" hypothetically when he joined as he does, now, that it's fact. There also may be the issue of the conditions under which he did some of the killing: for some, it's not hard to justify the action if you're in a "kill, or be killed" situation. However, it may be another story if you're picking off "targets" from an undetected position as if it were an elk hunt. And then there's the ugly everlasting subject of Sin.

it's Dude's fault. He replaces same or settles for cash

I didn't know there were models who display the latest speculum designs. What? Do they cart 'em down the runway on their backs, legs in stirrups?

could help to relax the vaginal walls providing easier access to the cervix.

pfft, you've got to be kidding

a schmuck with a lesser amount of assholism

If the area is big enough in consumer-spending to interest WalMart, you can bet there was already those on their way to becoming the local equivalent of WalMart. If WalMart were blocked from coming in, it would be a matter of time before someone cornered the market competitively. There's always price-fixing.

wouldn't arranging for us all to roped-solo Thermogenesis on the First of April be more fitting?

yes ,40 is to young to die....and yes he was my age....his heart stopped beating. i guess the good lord needed him too....i can only hope he can see me smile when i look at his picture. Keep fucking around with people and your "dead husband" might see your face a little sooner than you'd expect. tell him/her/it, Arch. Him/Her/It is gonna need to hire a "Cindy" to deliver a round of head for everyone to smooth this out.

Super-nice climbingto the rescue

I'll see your global warming and raise you Man's greed and lust for power.

hahahaha...oh im sure youd say that in the club.."sorry your shallow" hahahhahah lifes to short for that shite Why not say it at the club? Would you really take it seriously, no matter who says it, and get offended? Fuck that, life's too short for that shite