rbw1966

You mean they are gay?

Not allowed to unionize? They're in PRISON fer crissakes.

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And a guy in a box dressed in leather you call "The Gimp." YEEEHAWWWWW!!

Did anyone click on a free sample? Dwayner?

You guys really 'crack' me up!

Nice read Lowell. I too would love to see those markers. Any thoughts on reviving the race itself?

Funny how neither JayB nor Mattp responded to this thread. You're losing your fishing skills PP.

Did someone say "exploitation"?

Anyone have a #0 to part with? A hard copy--not the web version.

Reply: "who's Fred Beckey?"

thanks for the pr0n keith!

Okely dokely!

Girls crap jeans? You need more fiber in your diet.

How much cash was in it?

Ever drydocked? Thats when you place a layer of TP in the bowl on the surface of the water before dropping the barge off. It takes a careful assessment of density and turgidity before docking to insure enough TP has been pre-placed. Be sure and leave your engineering project unflushed for others to admire.

What happened to the sarcasm meter?

You're assuming I was ever cool.

Maybe I'll see ya there.

Its also a fair analogy if you assume that most personal wealth is a result of each individuals achievement as opposed to inherited. Not to mention the advantages afforded the wealthy in the form of protected markets, corporate subsidies and welfare, and access to the political arena (is Haliburton controlled by democrats?). Republicans want to protect their wallet at the expense of those less fortunate.

I was sitting on the tailgate of my truck once, drinking beer with some friends, when two guys sat in the cab and appeared to be getting ready to fire up the cheeba. Whilst the guy in the drivers seat loaded up, the guy in the passenger seat began rifling through my glovebox and center console. I asked him "can I help you find something?" This was at the cc.com Smiffy fest.

I've never lost anything in my life. Misplaced a few things but they always, in the end, turned back up. I ride my bike to work almost every day. Its a 4 mile commute along a beautiful path through a wildlife refuge and then on into downtown Portland. This morning I got to my office and began emptying my pockets before hopping in the shower. When I got to my back pocket I noticed my wallet was missing. I immediately called home and, as luck would have it, my wife had overslept and was still there. However, my wallet was not. I tore apart my fanny pack and the locker room looking for the wallet with no luck. I called my wife back to ask her to call the bank when she said some fellow had just dropped the wallet off at the house saying he found it on the street. Everything was there. I told her to see if she could chase down the guy and offer him some cash for being such an honest joe. He was long gone though. Kudos to good samaritans!

Or buy it here for $4 more.