Dechristo

Thanks for the beta. I've an ankle and foot the size of an American football displaying the pallette of colors of the Northern Lights... so, I've time to read currently.

anatomically proximal to cockles?

I've enjoyed sewing my own clothes and gear since I was knee-high to... well, someone of your physical stature. The problem is, since puberty, I've become distracted sometimes when measuring women's inseams.

take-in, trim, and seamfil size "small".

May you know more deeply the beauty and grace of heart connection and intimacy shared by those the world would deem different from one another.

man, you are really stuck on skin color.

It's a troll... dirty politics, usually consisting of opponent assisination, was popular through the depths of antiquity.

How do you know Underworld's skin isn't brown? You[/] are the one making distinctions on skin color.

The introduction of dirty tricks in politics wasn't seen until the latter half of the twentieth century in the U.S.

girls just want to have fun

periscope down

WIPER OF OTHER PEOPLES' BOTTOMS! YOUR MOTHER SMELLS OF ELDERBERRIES!

The marquis de glissade

But, it can be quite lovely frozen in a jello-mold and used as a table centerpiece.

Beauty

Hey Bratt, check out minnesotaclimbing.com

Cordless drills are the saving grace of our culture.

Whatever gets your rocks off.

Congratulations on your first erection and discovering it's "special purpose".

nobody's hearin' nothin'

Yeah, don't brake 'em if you want 'em to run fast.

psssst,dudes... don't piss-off the librarian

My brother is an airline pilot based out of Atlanta. The following is of an encounter he had with airport security: After dutifully submitting to the pocket-emptying shoeless trek through the TSA line, he retreived his items only to discover his Zippo lighter had been confiscated. He approached the security personnell in his airline captain uniform and asked what had become of the years-old constant companion to his pocket. TSA: "We can't allow lighters on the flight." Bro: "You realize I'm the one flying the plane?" TSA" "Sir, a lighter is a dangerous item and we can't allow you to take it on the plane." Bro: "Well, then you'd better take my hands as they're potentially dangerous items, too; they could be used to steer the jet into the ground." TSA: "Well, uh, someone might force their way into the cockpit, take the lighter from you, and then be armed with it." Bro: "Oh, I see. I guess you're gonna go into the cockpit, then, and take the flare gun and Crash Axe that are in there?" TSA: "Sir, I'm just doing my job." He never did get his Zippo back.