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Alpha,Centurii...google...long day again....where's Brad?..laffin...waiting foe my pm Gdub...laffin again...g'night, 4 am comes quick.
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I'll probably gonna get wore out tomorrow. It's chainsaw day! Pine and oak, cut and haul.
Yippee.
I am..........disturbed.
Concerning the difference between man and the jackass: some observers hold that there isn't any. But this wrongs the jackass. -Twain
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Hunts', just close your eyes and switch hands.
Gee', no you'd be my hero.
Mojo', 99's said tomorrow would be the anorexic version.
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Alpha,Centurii...google...long day again....where's Brad?..laffin...waiting foe my pm Gdub...laffin again...g'night, 4 am comes quick.
Charlie PM sent. Best, GWB
A Kill Artist. When I draw, I draw blood.
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How about a card instead.
Or maybe three fingers of a good bourbon!
Gun Shows are almost as comical as boat ramps in the Spring.
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Was looking at that myself, bro. Sweeet....
It ain't what you don't know that makes you an idiot...it's what you know for certain, that just ain't so...
Most people don't want to believe the truth~they want the truth to be what they believe.
Stupidity has no average...
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What's that you say??? You don't like it??? Well let me tell you something MISTER.....you're going to learn to LOVE it!
Cooch 2013
Kindness invites abuse du ma nhieu
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There are no arrow holes in her trailer..... Gimmee a 5th of whiskey and a 12 pack of rubbers, and I can fix that
I'm Irish...
Of course I know how to patch drywall
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Flying back to MT today. Praise Jesus.
Travis Will you be piloting the craft? I've seen him do it before when he was drinking Gin. He'll dissapear like he's pissing. Then he runs around with his pants off with his arms out making airplane noises for 5 minutes. Then he puts on Aviators and sits on his nuts on the couch, and pretends like his boner is a joystick and keeps making airplane noises while he's "flying"
I'm Irish...
Of course I know how to patch drywall
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Where the [bleep] is our new best friend Brad?
I had all kinds of NASCAR storeis from back in the day when I was building engines and crewing Super Lates in the inland NW.
I'm Irish...
Of course I know how to patch drywall
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Dave shouldn't drink Gin anymore.....
Or sit at a table next to Keith Richards wannabees at the bar. But the black singer chick was hot, until her husband ran me off.
I'm Irish...
Of course I know how to patch drywall
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It's MORNING! Get your ass out of bed Whankers!
Love,
BD
PS: Zoom Zoom.....................
I am..........disturbed.
Concerning the difference between man and the jackass: some observers hold that there isn't any. But this wrongs the jackass. -Twain
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Where the [bleep] are the tits? You slugs are lagging.
Gin is divine. Good gin that is. Sapphire or bust. Just sayin.
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Where the [bleep] are the tits? You slugs are lagging.
Gin is divine. Good gin that is. Sapphire or bust. Just sayin. I agree. Keep the gals coming.It's a great way for an old man to start his day. Especially after getting pulled over for running a red light. Luckily,,,,,,,,,,,,,NO TICKET...........
NRA Endowment Life Member (and proud of it)
Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing.
Wise men speak because they have something to say; fools because they have to say something. - Plato
Deuteronomy 22:5
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I am..........disturbed.
Concerning the difference between man and the jackass: some observers hold that there isn't any. But this wrongs the jackass. -Twain
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Morn'n Long dic.krs!
I'm seeing red this morning.
Gun Shows are almost as comical as boat ramps in the Spring.
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Where the [bleep] are the tits? You slugs are lagging.
Gin is divine. Good gin that is. Sapphire or bust. Just sayin. Hank....I don't know how to say this so you'll understand me as my vocabulary is highly polished and elevated to a plane that even George Will examines for editorial guidance, but I'll try by borrowing from lesser mortals. Good luck!
HAVE SOME MADEIRA M'DEAR?
She was young, she was pure, she was new, she was nice She was fair, she was sweet seventeen. He was old, he was vile, and no stranger to vice He was base, he was bad, he was mean. He had slyly inveigled her up to his flat To view his collection of stamps, And he said as he hastened to put out the cat, The wine, his cigar and the lamps:
Have some madeira, m'dear. You really have nothing to fear. I'm not trying to tempt you, that wouldn't be right, You shouldn't drink spirits at this time of night. Have some madeira, m'dear. It's really much nicer than beer. I don't care for sherry, one cannot drink stout, And port is a wine I can well do without... It's simply a case of chacun a son gout Have some madeira, m'dear.
Unaware of the wiles of the snake-in-the-grass And the fate of the maiden who topes, She lowered her standards by raising her glass, Her courage, her eyes and his hopes. She sipped it, she drank it, she drained it, she did! He promptly refilled it again, And he said as he secretly carved one more notch On the butt of his gold-headed cane:
Have some madeira, m'dear, I've got a small cask of it here. And once it's been opened, you know it won't keep. Do finish it up. It will help you to sleep. Have some madeira, m'dear. It's really an excellent year. Now if it were gin, you'd be wrong to say yes The evil gin does would be hard to assess.. Besides it's inclined to affect me prowess, Have some madeira, m'dear.
Then there flashed through her mind what her mother had said With her antepenultimate breath, "Oh my child, should you gaze on the wine that is red Be prepared for a fate worse than death!" She let go her glass with a shrill little cry, Crash! Tinkle! it fell to the floor; When he asked, "What in Heaven?" She made no reply, Up her mind, and a dash for the door.
Have some madeira, m'dear. Rang out down the hall loud and clear With a tremulous cry that was filled with despair, As she paused to take breath in the cool midnight air, Have some madeira, m'dear. The words seemed to ring in her ear. Until the next morning, she woke up in bed With a smile on her lips and an ache in her head... And a beard on her earlobe that tickled and said: Have some madeira, m'dear!
I am..........disturbed.
Concerning the difference between man and the jackass: some observers hold that there isn't any. But this wrongs the jackass. -Twain
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I am..........disturbed.
Concerning the difference between man and the jackass: some observers hold that there isn't any. But this wrongs the jackass. -Twain
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