Rebecca

I do things on my own often enough. If I go out to eat alone, I like to bring a book - gives me entertainment and something to focus on if I want it. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I would poke my toes through an afghan throw. Not if I had socks on though. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

It's been awhile, so forgive me if I miss a detail... but the premise is that there is a code embedded within the Old Testament. It's long been held by Bible scholars that there are hidden messages in the OT, locked until we can break it - effectively a time-lock until computers were invented since it couldn't be done prior to that application. I believe it was Newton (among other famous smart guys) who spent a great deal of time trying to figure it out without success... A journalist went to a mid-east mathematician who had written a computer program to crack the code and wrote about the findings. Basically, the guy took all the letters of the OT in the original language (Aramaic?) or closest thing to it, and strung tham togehter minus the spaces to see if anything significant emerged, which obviously it did. Predictions of future events, politicians, assassins, the holocaust, natural disasters, etc.... all came out in somewhat cryptic messages, easier to interpret after the fact, of couse. Other predictions about things to come, like the apocalypse, were all written in a non-deterministic way though, because they depend on our choices and are not set in stone. Something to the effect of "it can be changed" was part of the messaging. As a control, they put War and Peace throug the same program and got nothing back. Also, there was supposedly an ex-agency American guy who thought the whole was a scam, so he tried to write his own program to debunk the whole thing and ended up proving the mathematician right... Very interesting read... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Do you mean his "No No" area..... Mayyyybeee... Mayybee not... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I'm sure he's beating something off... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Honestly, sometimes I have more compassion for animals than humans. Those poor creatures! PLEASE EVERYONE!!! If you own or will own a pet, please spay or neuter them! Then love them with all your hearts, and get them checked up regularly. If you can't take care of an animal, then DON'T GET ONE! That's a good start to limiting the number of animals that have to be put down because they're being "let go" by their owners and breeding amuck. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

AWWWWW!!!! That's the cwoootest kitty!!! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Me either!! Want to see fwuffy wittle kitty! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Hey, me too!

I'm an AUBURN grad!! First time I set foot on campus, I decided that's where I was going to be the next four years - they were the best of my life! I do love Alabama. WAR EAGLE! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

You know, now that I really look, those pants DO make your ass look fat. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Hee hee! Me too! I'm a bit fascinated by my own blood, and I have pale almost-see-through skin over big fat blue veins on my left arm, so even the trainees don't usually have a problem. Once, though I did encouter an unusually inept nurse-type when I was donating - after the third miss, I asked if I could just do it. No, no, let's make this painful... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Then how come he kept talking about Brains' ass last night? Well hell, if Turtle doesn't know, then I'll have to change my statement... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I can't wait until Stupid Spoiled Whore opens in the Galleria!! I wish... I'd go and point and laugh... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

LOL! I'm trying, damn people patience for the "Noob!" It's all gravy, I'm just messing with the guy, Jeeeez!

Tee hee! Even without your user name we'd know you're a mom - only a mom can convey that tone online! REBECCA! JEFF! Oh shit. "Yes maaa'am?" you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

And out of left field.... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Yeah, it usually takes DZ.noobs a little time to work themselves in and find their spot in this community. Luckily, since so many know each other irl, it won't take long before he meets one, then two, then... Patience, grasshopper, and one day, you too can reach the pinnacle of assitude surrounded by the warmth and acceptance of your fellow asses!! Welcome aboard!!! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Ohhh sweetie, if you don't know that farts are just a fact of skydiving life, you've got a bit more to learn! I see you have few posts here, so I'll let you in on something: we ALL talk trash here, and many spend a good deal of the workday checking in and posting. So, either we all need a little lovin', or we're all in here together. I vote for both! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Yes........my nipples are hard........ Not just nipples any more. Wait, Clay's hard nipples are exciting you? I thought we covered this in the other thread? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Mud-covered off-road vehicles... Daisy after a romp in the bayou... The bathroom at Lola's... My baby cousin's diaper... That section in that store in that one part of Amsterdam.... (ack! my eyes!!!) Houston's 'fresh' air... There! Dirty enough for you?? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

She was too busy pumping some manly iron to flap her lips, so she flapped her buttcheeks instead. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

You have stills of me farting? I don't think so. You've got nothing on me. Muahahaha!!! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Exactly. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Um, yeah, if that's your "gay guy" impression, I think we can rule you out. Or should I say in? Silly Turtle... everyone knows you're into the ladies! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?