I want to keep my eye on the ball. Well on big round things. Tits and meatballs.
And now that hero does not look like what you think it looks like.
Shame on you!
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Tits and sandwiches!
I want to keep my eye on the ball. Well on big round things. Tits and meatballs.
And now that hero does not look like what you think it looks like.
Shame on you!
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Great meatballs. I want to suck them dry.
Marquette is going to get in the elite 8!
Go cheeseheads.
rocean totally depraved, us classy dames don't appreciate the sexual langu.
thanks doll.
tits.
It would be so much easier if they all went by the same script and never ever deviated.
We thought we knew some of them and then they broke our hearts....traitors.
I Had A Dream...last night.
I was somewhere in either Missouri or North Carolina in this large dome. There were many people there, most of them underclass. Some were trying to get passports, H1-Visas and T1's in order to work but were not having success. I talked to a few of them but had no idea what we talked about. I was supposed to shower in this dome in order to get to somewhere at a specific time. But I was always distracted and not able to get to the shower and make it to wherever I was supposed to be. There was a scene in this dome where muscle men were doing each other and I could not discern if it was actually live in the dome or some weird video transported to the dome. Initially it seemed live but after closer inspection I determined video.
I was afraid to leave the dome because I was in Missouri or NC but the outside villages were constantly sending brochures into the dome claiming that they were fab hamlets with to die for restaurants with = sign on the marketing materials-but I wouldn't go outside. FEAR!
Then my dream changed to another locale. I was on some island that was surrounded by water and young women who wanted to kill me. I knew that if I could get these women on the boats and to croc invested waters I could have them eaten by crocs before they killed me. But they were willing, for some reason to "load" the boats in a single file line where each was strapped to a pole. The boat was about to leave and the rare clumber ran in the water and I saw crod heads. I screamed and cried and plugged my ears knowing his fate. But I was wrong he actually was only nicked by a croc and we held each closely as we waved to the synchronized waves of the women's boat departing to the croc invested waters.
How fucked up is that?
If I see another pink = side around the streets here I am going to puke.
At least there's a real squirrel at the start of this video.
Aye, my aching back!
I bet those women are really terrible at playing golf.
Well, they can handle my putter whenever they like!
The women loading the boats while strapped to poles is a clear dream image of fertility. There isn't the slightest doubt in my mind that you are being called - by a part of you far deeper than your hog hangup - to be fruitful and multiply, Titus. Will you answer the call? Don't backslide against your nature's deepest command!
Hey, is today Bruce's birthday? Or is it tomorrow?
In any case, happy birthday, Bruce. Hope I got the day right. I should know this.
You should? I =really= should! Y'know? And yet I can never remember if it's the 29th or the 30th.
But happy birthday, Bruce!
Today is Meade's birthday, tomorrow is mine, Sunday is blake's birthday. If you remember one of them, the others are arranged according to age, oldest first.
Thanks in advance, you two!
Or maybe it's ascending order of intelligence with blake the super genius?
@spinelli: wouldn't you use wood if you could?
I hope those are saline and not silicone otherwise they're dead in the water.
I know Titus has a sister w/ big tits. I think I may have titty fucked her in my surveillance van in the parking lot of Waunabowl. This broad kept talking about her sissified smart brother. She also said she fantasized about her brother doing her doggie style. God, lent has been a long 40 days!
Heh. Nick's back!!!
Yeah, now where's Haz?
Yes, where is our devout Catholic amigo? Lent is over. Maybe he's on a bender.
Happy birthday, chick. How old?
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