Do you mean my big butt could break its back?! I'll have you know my butt is known far and wide, er, I mean well known , um, as a great butt for a 60 year old!
OR, do you mean I could ride it to death, poor thing.
You can tell locals from foreigners here by asking them if they know how to clog (or buck dance, if they're over 50). If they don't clog, they aren't locals. Requirement in the elementary schools. I'd love to see Trooper thrown into the melee.
The former. But, w/ your tenacious personality, possibly the latter also.
I'm sure you have a proportionally smallish butt by Wisconsin standards. The butts are much smaller and tighter here in San Diego, particularly w/ Spring Break in progress.
Sixty Grit Mar 27, 2012 04:10 PM Fuck Ann Althouse and that cunt she is married to.
You wanted a comment, you got one.
But hey, fuck that cunt Ann Althouse and that cocksucking asshole she is married to. May they both burn in Hell.
In due time, once their time on earth is finished. The preceding was in no way intended to be taken as a threat. Your mileage may vary. Do not take if you have an infection. Read and follow the directions on the package. A burning sensation while urinating is to be expected after fucking that dried up slunk meat Althouse. Plowing a dusty field may erode any tool that comes in contact with said dust. Normal people should avoid contact with that toxic dust.
Did I mention Althouse is a cunt? Well, there you have it.
I know! How ever so unlike me! Thank goodness that Troop's place is a place of peace and tranquility. A veritable Edward Hicks painting brought to life in blog form. A place where I can eschew such vulgar comments and frolic unburdened by the soil and filth that so clings to that other place.
Thank you Troop, for creating a quiet place, a place of reflection and spiritual respite. I am at peace here.
While I was on the bike I read this fascinating feature on Dance Music in Spin Magazine and how it has now gained a huge resurgence in the U.S.
I also read National Geographic and I so want to go to Turkey but I digress.
I was a huge dance/techno music fan in the mid 90's. I would go to NYC constantly, hung out at The Palladium, Twilo, Roxy.
Saw Michael Alig holding court during those days, before he chopped up his drug dealer and dumped him in the Hudson.
The clubs were fucking enormous with everyone on x.
We would party in Boston until 1 and drive down to NYC, get there by 5 and party until 5 the next day.
It was outrageous. X was the drug, and we would all hang out in "cuddle puddles"-which are groups of people on x hugging-no sex though. X wasn't about sex, it was about love and friendship.
Well now that shit is huge. The events around the U.S. have become major money makers. When I did raves they were illegal and held in abandoned warehouses. You got your invite a hour before they started. Now they are in the desert and there are 200,000 people attending and the DJ's make 20 million a year and have their own jets.
Stan Lee: Say, aren't you the guy who was stalking Lynda Carter? Comic Book Guy: The term is "courting," thank you. The restraining order says "no-no," but her eyes say "yes-yes."
Homer: It's true, I'm a rageoholic! I just can't get enough RAGEOHOL! [cries]
The Texas Bell called the cowboys and said we want to go see the bats tonight, so they are taking us to go see them, then on to the Bar B Q place!
They said the bat viewing is more impressive in a couple months and I should come down in August, but no it's too hot and I got my daughters wedding coming up soon after that. My Texas Bell is coming up for the wedding, it will be her first time in Wisconsin!
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
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I LOVE that picture. You should use it as an avi. And maybe put it on a mug or a T-shirt and put it up for sale.
: )
Me and my friend the Texas Bell are going out bull riding with the cowboys tonight, hope I don't break a hip!
Yippe I Aye Ki Oh!
Hope the bull doesn't break its back.
And yes to the pic! Tight tee shirt!
Do you mean my big butt could break its back?! I'll have you know my butt is known far and wide, er, I mean well known , um, as a great butt for a 60 year old!
OR, do you mean I could ride it to death, poor thing.
Tonight we're taking my fast car
Were gonna go down to the Cowboy bar
I'm gonna wait till the club is full
and I'm gonna ride the mechanical bull
Haha, it's old folks night at the bar.
You can tell locals from foreigners here by asking them if they know how to clog (or buck dance, if they're over 50). If they don't clog, they aren't locals. Requirement in the elementary schools. I'd love to see Trooper thrown into the melee.
The former. But, w/ your tenacious personality, possibly the latter also.
I'm sure you have a proportionally smallish butt by Wisconsin standards. The butts are much smaller and tighter here in San Diego, particularly w/ Spring Break in progress.
Sixty Grit
Mar 27, 2012 04:10 PM
Fuck Ann Althouse and that cunt she is married to.
You wanted a comment, you got one.
But hey, fuck that cunt Ann Althouse and that cocksucking asshole she is married to. May they both burn in Hell.
In due time, once their time on earth is finished. The preceding was in no way intended to be taken as a threat. Your mileage may vary. Do not take if you have an infection. Read and follow the directions on the package. A burning sensation while urinating is to be expected after fucking that dried up slunk meat Althouse. Plowing a dusty field may erode any tool that comes in contact with said dust. Normal people should avoid contact with that toxic dust.
Did I mention Althouse is a cunt? Well, there you have it.
Cue pussy boy Meade in 3,2,1...
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You need not to bottle in your feelings Sixty!
Wow, that's some strong language you used there, EBL. You better be careful lest you risk the wrath of con.
@Sixty: That was coarse and abrasive. What on earth prompted that or do you just walk around feeling like that?
I know! How ever so unlike me! Thank goodness that Troop's place is a place of peace and tranquility. A veritable Edward Hicks painting brought to life in blog form. A place where I can eschew such vulgar comments and frolic unburdened by the soil and filth that so clings to that other place.
Thank you Troop, for creating a quiet place, a place of reflection and spiritual respite. I am at peace here.
Sixty, stay golden!
I can imagine there is a shower joke in there somewhere, but I shall leave that to others.
I was thinking more of The Outsiders, but now I have to bleach my brain of that image you just planted.
Sorry. I was thinking of a line from an old Simpsons episode.
WTF?!!!?
Life is too damned short. To hell with it
a line from an old Simpsons episode.
I am Furious Yellow?
"A Tale of Two Springfields" from season twelve of The Simpsons, the 250th episode. A classic.
I am reminded of The Circle Jerks' "Golden Shower Of Hits"
I biked 25 miles tonight and feel terrific.
My abs are glistening right now.
I would love to show all you.
tits.
I biked to Moby.
His music is so fab.
The movie Spanking the Monkey is on IFC right now. The 16 year old kid and his mom do it.
tits.
While I was on the bike I read this fascinating feature on Dance Music in Spin Magazine and how it has now gained a huge resurgence in the U.S.
I also read National Geographic and I so want to go to Turkey but I digress.
I was a huge dance/techno music fan in the mid 90's. I would go to NYC constantly, hung out at The Palladium, Twilo, Roxy.
Saw Michael Alig holding court during those days, before he chopped up his drug dealer and dumped him in the Hudson.
The clubs were fucking enormous with everyone on x.
We would party in Boston until 1 and drive down to NYC, get there by 5 and party until 5 the next day.
It was outrageous. X was the drug, and we would all hang out in "cuddle puddles"-which are groups of people on x hugging-no sex though. X wasn't about sex, it was about love and friendship.
Well now that shit is huge. The events around the U.S. have become major money makers. When I did raves they were illegal and held in abandoned warehouses. You got your invite a hour before they started. Now they are in the desert and there are 200,000 people attending and the DJ's make 20 million a year and have their own jets.
I don't dance anymore.
tits.
Stan Lee: Say, aren't you the guy who was stalking Lynda Carter?
Comic Book Guy: The term is "courting," thank you. The restraining order says "no-no," but her eyes say "yes-yes."
Homer: It's true, I'm a rageoholic! I just can't get enough RAGEOHOL!
[cries]
I love Austin, I love cowboys and Texas Bell! I hate those damn bulls.
Did you go see the bats yet, Allie?
Did you go see the bats yet, Allie?
Free-tail Bats to boot!
With this caution: ...please remember even though these furry creatures are actually very cute, DO NOT ATTEMPT to pick one up.
The Texas Bell called the cowboys and said we want to go see the bats tonight, so they are taking us to go see them, then on to the Bar B Q place!
They said the bat viewing is more impressive in a couple months and I should come down in August, but no it's too hot and I got my daughters wedding coming up soon after that. My Texas Bell is coming up for the wedding, it will be her first time in Wisconsin!
Cheese curds! Hehe. Bratwurst!
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