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I typed something completely different, but I want to chage it to:


Rough day at work, dear? :)




I read it right after I got bad news about a family member ....sorry if I took it the wrong way..[:/].
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I love vodka.I love vodka cause it rhymes with Tuaca~LisaH
You having a clean thought is like billyvance having a clean post.iluvtofly

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I typed something completely different, but I want to chage it to:


Rough day at work, dear? :)




I read it right after I got bad news about a family member ....sorry if I took it the wrong way..[:/].


Awwe - That sucks -

There is a fix for that though -

Bash Divot some more - it's treally satisfying.
I'm not usually into the whole 3-way thing, but you got me a little excited with that. - Skymama
BTR #1 / OTB^5 Official #2 / Hellfish #408 / VSCR #108/Tortuga/Orfun

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damn deedy...you didnt have to go all mid evil on his ass.......you can take girl out the trailer park..... :D:D:D



I just wonder if what I said worked . . . I said Down Girl . . . I wonder if she did.:o:ph34r::ph34r:
I'm not usually into the whole 3-way thing, but you got me a little excited with that. - Skymama
BTR #1 / OTB^5 Official #2 / Hellfish #408 / VSCR #108/Tortuga/Orfun

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Maybe if you said Go Down Girl....it might have worked



Ive been doing ity wrong ALL THIS TIME?>:(
I'm not usually into the whole 3-way thing, but you got me a little excited with that. - Skymama
BTR #1 / OTB^5 Official #2 / Hellfish #408 / VSCR #108/Tortuga/Orfun

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That's ok. :)
My symphaties for your family member. I hope everything will work out allright eventually.

"That formation-stuff in freefall is just fun and games but with an open parachute it's starting to sound like, you know, an extreme sport."
~mom

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Maybe if you said Go Down Girl....it might have worked



Ive been doing ity wrong ALL THIS TIME?>:(



its ok turtle......just stand right here on this deck and dont move till i come back....:ph34r::ph34r:
"Professor of Pimpology"~~~Bolas

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One upon a time in a land some called the sunny place (aka florida) live a girl and here thoughts. These thoughts were of the naughty nature. With one look or quick glance at the innocent thought thinkers they would be converted.

She was sent into isolation in the middle of no where. The place was a giant castle and it even had a moat. The moat was not filled with water but with beer. Not just any beer but good beer. No matter how much she drank it would not go dry. It was an endless supply.

In a land not to far away called Georgia, a group of people heard about this fantasy place and the exotic occupant who could dazzle them with thoughts of naughtiness. Since all naughty thoughts were banned by the Billvon (keeper of the lands and fun taker out of everything). Anyone caught thinking these thoughts or speaking of someone who thought the thoughts would be spanked to their deaths. They feared the one with the unbreakable paddle, Skymama. Everyday people would bring her wine baskets filled with cheese, crackers, fruits, and pieces of chocolate. They thought if they brought her baskets of things she liked she would forget where she hid her unbreakable paddle. Little did they know she always had spares laying around. The only thing that could stop her was green glitter.

The keeper of the green glitter was a secret but rumor had it she lived far away in a big city and had two female guards. One was know for her mad skills with a whip she was call "the lady" and the other, well the other was so small you needed special glasses the see her. She was ruthless though, they just called her "G." They all spoke a funny language. It was the lost language of the spotted ones called the snortmooOOoow.

The groups of people from Georgia were called "the farmafiables." They were know for their odd behavior and funny way of dressing. They seem to think time was just a word. They were on Georgonian time. You had to be born in Georgia to know what that means. I don't even know what that means and I am telling the story. Anyways, they heard about the moat that surrounded this castle and just knew it was a place they had to find. They love to drink good beer. None of that twist top or stuff that came in a can type beer but good beer. They made plans to make plans for the trip. The ring leader was a tall skinny guy with a goatee. He rounded up a few or the farmafiables. One night over jello shots, sammich's, beer and a few hands of poker the plan was finalized. They had a few little problems to work out. Finding a way to get the high heels off the one they called "the sweetheart" and putting regular shoes on her, getting the other tall skinny guy to wear something more appropriate for the trip besides his thong and top hat, figuring out how to get the Barbie to only pack 1bag instead of 12, the packer girl was working on that, the last two problems were much easier to work out. Plus, they were not going to leave at the same time. They had to leave a lot earlier because the big man was traveling with the tortoise and the tortoise would get stuck in the giant sized divots the big man left behind. It would take hours to get that damn tortoise out of the giant divots. Everyone told the big man that tortoise was nothing but trouble but the big man didn't listen.

Meanwhile, the girl with all the thoughts was still alone in the castle waiting for a very special package to arrive. All she could think about was that package. For the first time the only thoughts in her head were about the contents of the package. She was so excited and kept pacing back and forth. For days she kept watch for UPS and nothing. She was isolate so not being able to call or look online she was only able to write a letter. Yes, she was forced to use snail mail. As she was about to send a letter she saw a brown bread truck type truck pull up. The driver was told to honk three times and set the box on the draw bridge and then leave. The driver did as he was instructed.

The girl not able to get the package because it was set outside of the castle was screaming and yelling. Tears of frustration ran down her cheeks. She took a deep breath and looked out the castle window where she saw a man standing over the box. She thought it was a man, but he was wearing a skirt looking thing, a straw hat, and carrying a guitar. She yelled out to him but he could not hear her screams and he proceeded to open the box. He reached into the box moved the inside wrapping and began to just starred at the contents. This was something that was banned from all the lands many many years ago. They thought it was what caused the girl have those thoughts she did.

The journey begins…………

Three days into the trip and sure enough the tortoise got himself in a pickle in one of those giant divots. It was all the pesky rodents fault. The tortoise was doing really good not to fall in the giant divots too. This wasn’t just any everyday type rodent, this was and educated rodent. He was ten times more annoying than the standard rodents in the area. The rodent only wanted to make friends but the tortoise was on a mission, a mission for beer. He could not be bothered to become friends with a rodent at this point in time.

The big man was almost able to get the tortoise out of the giant divot. He had to be very carful not to create another giant divot while retrieving the tortoise. All the big man had to do was think light thoughts. He repeated silently in his head “think light, think light, think light, several times. It seemed to be working until that damn rodent crawled up his pant leg. The big man only had two fears in life, women and rodents. The tortoise yelled for help as the big man was shaking him and screaming like a school girl in a high pitch screech. The big man shook his leg so hard the rodent went flying. The tortoise had a little shell shock from banging his little head on his shell a few times and he passed out. The big man had no choice but to carry the tortoise.




The tortoise was having a flash back from the last time he was knocked out. During the flash backs he kept seeing this girl and hearing her say something. The girl kept kicking his little tortoise shins and yelling “I told you never to call me a potty mouth Midget, my name is G!”

The Farmafiables had their llamas and carts ready to go. Kind of weird to hear they had llamas but the keeper of the land didn’t want people moving about easily. They left at the crack of ass which was between 4am and 5am. The sweet heart had hiking boots on, the tall skinny guy actually wore pants and a shirt, and the packer girl did manage to get the Barbie to only pack one travel bag. Just don’t ask how big that one bag was. Just feel sorry for the llama pulling the cart with that bag on it. But not as sorry as the one pulling the tall skinny guys bag of thongs. Maybe the packer girl should have packed for him too.

They were coming to a fork in the road and knew they were on the right path. The tall skinny guy with the goatee said” the big man was here this is his fork, this way.” The tall skinny guy with all the thongs wasn’t paying attention as he sipped his wild turkey and fell in a giant divot. He felt something was moving under his butt, it was that pesky rodent. The rodent wiggled himself out from under the tall skinny guys butt and started yelling. ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?” The tall skinny guy was just laughing because a rodent crawled out from under his butt. Plus, he was a bit drunk from the wild turkey he was drinking. This divot was the biggest divot they had ever seen the big man leave. So big that they were not sure it was his. Could there be another who could leave a divot this large from a single foot print?
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I love vodka.I love vodka cause it rhymes with Tuaca~LisaH
You having a clean thought is like billyvance having a clean post.iluvtofly

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In time you will know what is in the box...



So a "dick in the box" wasn't the right answer? :ph34r:
She is Da Man, and you better not mess with Da Man,
because she will lay some keepdown on you faster than, well, really fast. ~Billvon

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.......Yoouuuuuu........ You need to move about 4 hours south, so you can have less free time on your hands!

Trust me, the WHOLE of society would be safer for it.
-Your Professor ;)

OrFunV/LocoBoca Rodriguez/Sonic Grieco/Muff Brother #4411
-"and ladies....messin with Robbie is venturing into territory you cant even imagine!-cuz Robbie is

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So a "dick in the box" wasn't the right answer? :ph34r:


No it wasn't..:P
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You having a clean thought is like billyvance having a clean post.iluvtofly

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So a "dick in the box" wasn't the right answer? :ph34r:


No it wasn't..:P


I know what the answer is. But I'll be good and keep my mouth shut. :ph34r::ph34r::ph34r::ph34r::ph34r:


Shhhh shhhhhhh......!!!!!

Now everyone is going to ask you what's in the box.
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So a "dick in the box" wasn't the right answer? :ph34r:


No it wasn't..:P


I know what the answer is. But I'll be good and keep my mouth shut. :ph34r::ph34r::ph34r::ph34r::ph34r:


Shhhh shhhhhhh......!!!!!

Now everyone is going to ask you what's in the box.


And I won't tell them. I promise. :)

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One upon a time in a land some called the sunny place (aka florida) live a girl and here thoughts. These thoughts were of the naughty nature. With one look or quick glance at the innocent thought thinkers they would be converted.

She was sent into isolation in the middle of no where. The place was a giant castle and it even had a moat. The moat was not filled with water but with beer. Not just any beer but good beer. No matter how much she drank it would not go dry. It was an endless supply.

In a land not to far away called Georgia, a group of people heard about this fantasy place and the exotic occupant who could dazzle them with thoughts of naughtiness. Since all naughty thoughts were banned by the Billvon (keeper of the lands and fun taker out of everything). Anyone caught thinking these thoughts or speaking of someone who thought the thoughts would be spanked to their deaths. They feared the one with the unbreakable paddle, Skymama. Everyday people would bring her wine baskets filled with cheese, crackers, fruits, and pieces of chocolate. They thought if they brought her baskets of things she liked she would forget where she hid her unbreakable paddle. Little did they know she always had spares laying around. The only thing that could stop her was green glitter.

The keeper of the green glitter was a secret but rumor had it she lived far away in a big city and had two female guards. One was know for her mad skills with a whip she was call "the lady" and the other, well the other was so small you needed special glasses the see her. She was ruthless though, they just called her "G." They all spoke a funny language. It was the lost language of the spotted ones called the snortmooOOoow.

The groups of people from Georgia were called "the farmafiables." They were know for their odd behavior and funny way of dressing. They seem to think time was just a word. They were on Georgonian time. You had to be born in Georgia to know what that means. I don't even know what that means and I am telling the story. Anyways, they heard about the moat that surrounded this castle and just knew it was a place they had to find. They love to drink good beer. None of that twist top or stuff that came in a can type beer but good beer. They made plans to make plans for the trip. The ring leader was a tall skinny guy with a goatee. He rounded up a few or the farmafiables. One night over jello shots, sammich's, beer and a few hands of poker the plan was finalized. They had a few little problems to work out. Finding a way to get the high heels off the one they called "the sweetheart" and putting regular shoes on her, getting the other tall skinny guy to wear something more appropriate for the trip besides his thong and top hat, figuring out how to get the Barbie to only pack 1bag instead of 12, the packer girl was working on that, the last two problems were much easier to work out. Plus, they were not going to leave at the same time. They had to leave a lot earlier because the big man was traveling with the tortoise and the tortoise would get stuck in the giant sized divots the big man left behind. It would take hours to get that damn tortoise out of the giant divots. Everyone told the big man that tortoise was nothing but trouble but the big man didn't listen.

Meanwhile, the girl with all the thoughts was still alone in the castle waiting for a very special package to arrive. All she could think about was that package. For the first time the only thoughts in her head were about the contents of the package. She was so excited and kept pacing back and forth. For days she kept watch for UPS and nothing. She was isolate so not being able to call or look online she was only able to write a letter. Yes, she was forced to use snail mail. As she was about to send a letter she saw a brown bread truck type truck pull up. The driver was told to honk three times and set the box on the draw bridge and then leave. The driver did as he was instructed.

The girl not able to get the package because it was set outside of the castle was screaming and yelling. Tears of frustration ran down her cheeks. She took a deep breath and looked out the castle window where she saw a man standing over the box. She thought it was a man, but he was wearing a skirt looking thing, a straw hat, and carrying a guitar. She yelled out to him but he could not hear her screams and he proceeded to open the box. He reached into the box moved the inside wrapping and began to just starred at the contents. This was something that was banned from all the lands many many years ago. They thought it was what caused the girl have those thoughts she did.

The journey begins…………

Three days into the trip and sure enough the tortoise got himself in a pickle in one of those giant divots. It was all the pesky rodents fault. The tortoise was doing really good not to fall in the giant divots too. This wasn’t just any everyday type rodent, this was and educated rodent. He was ten times more annoying than the standard rodents in the area. The rodent only wanted to make friends but the tortoise was on a mission, a mission for beer. He could not be bothered to become friends with a rodent at this point in time.

The big man was almost able to get the tortoise out of the giant divot. He had to be very carful not to create another giant divot while retrieving the tortoise. All the big man had to do was think light thoughts. He repeated silently in his head “think light, think light, think light, several times. It seemed to be working until that damn rodent crawled up his pant leg. The big man only had two fears in life, women and rodents. The tortoise yelled for help as the big man was shaking him and screaming like a school girl in a high pitch screech. The big man shook his leg so hard the rodent went flying. The tortoise had a little shell shock from banging his little head on his shell a few times and he passed out. The big man had no choice but to carry the tortoise.




The tortoise was having a flash back from the last time he was knocked out. During the flash backs he kept seeing this girl and hearing her say something. The girl kept kicking his little tortoise shins and yelling “I told you never to call me a potty mouth Midget, my name is G!”

The Farmafiables had their llamas and carts ready to go. Kind of weird to hear they had llamas but the keeper of the land didn’t want people moving about easily. They left at the crack of ass which was between 4am and 5am. The sweet heart had hiking boots on, the tall skinny guy actually wore pants and a shirt, and the packer girl did manage to get the Barbie to only pack one travel bag. Just don’t ask how big that one bag was. Just feel sorry for the llama pulling the cart with that bag on it. But not as sorry as the one pulling the tall skinny guys bag of thongs. Maybe the packer girl should have packed for him too.

They were coming to a fork in the road and knew they were on the right path. The tall skinny guy with the goatee said” the big man was here this is his fork, this way.” The tall skinny guy with all the thongs wasn’t paying attention as he sipped his wild turkey and fell in a giant divot. He felt something was moving under his butt, it was that pesky rodent. The rodent wiggled himself out from under the tall skinny guys butt and started yelling. ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?” The tall skinny guy was just laughing because a rodent crawled out from under his butt. Plus, he was a bit drunk from the wild turkey he was drinking. This divot was the biggest divot they had ever seen the big man leave. So big that they were not sure it was his. Could there be another who could leave a divot this large from a single foot print?



The packer girl confused and worried that another person could leave such a giant divot made a call to the giant divot expert, Professor Tie-dye. He was vacationing not to far away and was there almost instantly. Some think he had his own T.A.R.D.I.S. to get places as quickly as he did. They knew there was one stolen from the keeper of the lands and never found. He kept to himself normally do to his eccentric behavior. His drink of choice was ipecac. This professor never changed his clothes he wore the same tie-dye shirt, camo pants and tevas. Every time you saw him he had a sammich, not just any sammich but an onion sprout sammich.

After his inspection of the giant divot Professor Tie-dye wanted to think about what he saw so he had all the farmifiables put on blind folds. One by one he pushed them into this very tight space, even the llamas. Wouldn’t you know it, that pesky rodent squeezed his way in there too. Bright flashy lights and a vibration caused sweet heart to giggle, the packer girl to scream, and the two tall guys to fart. When it stopped they all fell forward landing on the pesky rodent . One by one they pulled off their blind folds to be face to face with a sign that read “the Pink Pony.” They looked at each other and just smiled. All but that pesky rodent. He just squeaked.

After a few hours in the pink pony the tall guy was back to wearing his thong and top hat, professor Tie-dye had a few shots of that ipecac, the tall guy with the goatee had a sammich and beer brought right over to him, the Barbie was drinking tuaca like there was no tomorrow, and the packer girl saw pole by the stage. She was not sure way she was so drawn to the pole but she felt the need to walk over and touch it.. He once again blind folded the Farmafiables and pushed them into a very tight space. The flashes of bright lights and vibrations had no effect on the girls but still made the two tall guys fart. Once again they all fell forward but this time the pesky rodent was no where to be found. He must have been left at the Pink Pony.
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I love vodka.I love vodka cause it rhymes with Tuaca~LisaH
You having a clean thought is like billyvance having a clean post.iluvtofly

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