Dechristo

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I can't tell; I'd have to take my hand off the mouse to count that high. wait... I'll remove a sock...

look above five posts

WTF?

They use a PC term for that category: Wide Load

I was wearing undies adorned with se-quince when your marm-ah-laid.

...and two pints of water.

I drink tons of water - usually a minimum of 1:1 by volume to beer. It occurred again last Sturday night; I'd had two pints of Dunkel only.

Dear Dr. Druggy, A gigging musician in various jazz bands and blues/rock/funk bands, I'm always in the presence of alcohol and green. Although, I often abstain from both, there are times I partake in one, or the other, or both. It's the combination of the two (and, I suspect, my low blood pressure) that has caused me to full-on pass out several times in the past year; it doesn't occur everytime the two are combined. Are there any medical pro's that would explain what may be occurring physiologically? signed, Lamentably Lame-O Dechristo

I can't believe it's not speach!

A short history of Speach

speach

You and Mike have got to stop seeing each other like this This is TOO much! homophobe

the lengths we go to get mad cool scars. Bad ass Mofo!

When I was a kid, the neighbors had a quince bush, but never did anything with the fruit. We found the fruit made fine hand-grenades when a firecracker was pushed into them. Hold the armed quince in your hand with your arm cocked in throwing position, torchman lights cracker, and throw that sucker at the enemy! It all worked great until one blew-up mid-throw: the whole side of my head was a sticky quince mess.

who ain't

It's whacked how we live in this environment of info at our fingertips and, yet, we are unaware (including the film critic quoted above) of the pervasive and damaging cultural myths (lies) that hold mankind on this small planet in prisons barred with ignorance-induced hatred.

Yep. Had kumys and (I forget the name) horse intestine stuffed with spiced fat; but, that was in Kyrgyzstan. The spiced fat was delicious, but the horse intestine was like chewing on one of those large rubber bands that bind broccoli together in the grocery store. I've had worse out of American refrigerators.

When in Uzbekistan (bordering Kazakhstan on the SW), a native Uzbek told me he was brought-up to believe Jews were sub-human and hatched from eggs. He said it is very common that when parents want to scare their children, they tell them, if they are bad, they will be eaten by Jews. He said there is a common cultural folk song telling of a hideous Jew monster that stalks children to eat them.

Sorry, but i could imagine your mother stripping for me. My mother's an actress; you can see her as Johnny Depp's mother in "What's Eating Gilbert Grape"?

cool. Now, if you'll only admit I can run faster and farther than yourself, I'll let you know where AlpineK hides the spare key to the moderators' righteous party pad.

not jade

how appropriate it is that the kevboner avatar is green