Evening ya bunch of, biological entities made up of the 10 most common elements in the universe.
Couple of brownies with French Vanilla. Hot damn.
What is this "national board"? Do they need some mashburned up in they shit? I hear about this place, but I've never been.
French deals?
This shiz is a creeper. I didn't really know to what extent till I walked out the door. I feel like a mole. I feel like prey.
They were goooooooood!I keep hitting the like button on this one.
Sounds fishy, link?That's not much of a home, Bert. I thought you lived on a homestead not in a damn computer.
Anyway, that place is interesting, but I don't think they'd be interested in what I had for lunch today - tuna on crackers. I could be wrong.
I lived in Ventura, CA once. They have gravel yards, front and back. Pea gravel.
It was a cool little town back in 1961.Don, I lived in Ventura for five years in the late 70s and early 80s. I always regretted leaving.
I worked for Craig Newlon in Newlon's Men and Boys shop. Christmas was approaching and I was whistling "White Christmas" one day and he said "Would you please stop whistling that?" He explained that the U.S. Army played that song over and over while he was fighting in The Battle Of The Bulge in 1944.Don, I lived in Ventura for five years in the late 70s and early 80s. I always regretted leaving.
I still have it. Named him little dicky
How'd you remove it?
So now you have two little heads. I would bet your good decision making has gone straight to Hell.I still have it. Named him little dicky
Well, you ain't far off.So now you have two little heads. I would bet your good decision making has gone straight to Hell.
Gonna hit up Yazoo brewery in April. Great beer.... Yazoo pale ale (local)
Thanks bud. Taking my son fishing Sunday, supposed to be about 65 degrees. I love to fish, and to CATCH fish, lol, but there's just nothing better than hearing him holler across the pond, "daddy, I got a big one on!!!". Looking over and seeing his fishing pole bent nearly double and him hollering for me to come help him, lol, THAT'S what I live for; he's my world.Just glad you're around WW.. Remember to have a little play in your life. All can't be work (except for the hectic work spurts)
Jedwar, I would live in the Middle East if I was different.
We get it dude...You stay in shape and shoot jump shots.Just shaved the wife's legs from the knees down because she can't reach...after her bath. Had my shirt off.
She's says "You can tell you've been lifting hard for a while. I really like how big your pecs have gotten."
I said "Yea you too."
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I could never drink like that. No way I could remember all those names of the beers and ales.March 22 is the due date but she's adamant it won't go that long. Selfishly hoping it does. I enjoy working out and playing ball for 2 hours after work 3-4 days a week.
- Burnt ends at Famous Dave's. Quite good. Smothered in Devil's Spit sauce. Magical. Drank 5 Sam Adams seasonal
- 6er for the night: Lagunitas pale ale, Tap Room #21 session IPA, Sierra Nevada pale ale, Widmer Bros Hefe, Star Hill Northern Lights IPA, Yazoo pale ale (local)
Of all the ticks to bite you, you got a gay one.Well, you ain't far off.
Ok the truth. I noticed a little something there one day. Found it. So I began to gently pull. Not hard at first, but just smoothly, gently and with purpose. Little circular motions too. Was kinda nice. Well, not much was happening, so I got a little more deliberate. More solid and longer tugs. Something to really heighten things. Again, no dice. So finally, I really began to go at that little fella. I pulled. I tugged. I yanked. My eyes were even rolling back in my head. Actually began to hurt. Then finally a release like I'd never had before!!!!! The main shaft had separated from the head. I was not happy. Had never had that to happen before. Alas, I had a head stuck in my pecker. Doctor said not to worry, that two heads were better than one. So over time, the head just disappeared. But that's the story on how I yank my tick.
Untappd, Donfather. Saving lives and generating stats.I could never drink like that. No way I could remember all those names of the beers and ales.
Maybe that will give him gay super powers. Spider man was bitten by a radioactive spider. Never know.Of all the ticks to bite you, you got a gay one.
Actually, tuna & saltines is one of my go-to things to keep from starving a death. Not tuna in water, tuna in oil.That's not much of a home, Bert. I thought you lived on a homestead not in a damn computer.
Anyway, that place is interesting, but I don't think they'd be interested in what I had for lunch today - tuna on crackers. I could be wrong.
Could have been a hot female tick with huge tits and a tight ass. Never know.Maybe that will give him gay super powers. Spider man was bitten by a radioactive spider. Never know.
Ain't that lucky.Could have been a hot female tick with huge tits and a tight ass. Never know.
Nobody 'round here excited 'bout big titties? Damn.
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Stick your Rod betwixt her Cones.
Lol pretty good, Funk.
Mav, do they have refreshments? A nice donut spread perhaps?
Cost of a Coke in the vending machine....
4 F$&KING DOLLARS !!! Bastards.
Haha, yep. I absentmindedly put a couple bucks in the machine, hit the button, and nothing happened, so I thought it was broke -- until I noticed the cost haha.
Fifth grader was walking down the hall yesterday singing, "My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard ..."
He's a boy.
Someone needs to have a talk with him. You available, @Willy4UK ?