Rebecca

Aw c'mon! It's hilarious! My mistress stands out behind? That's entertainment gold right there. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

De clunibus magnis amandis oratio Mixaloti equitis mehercle! (By Hercules!) Rebecca, ecce! tantae clunes isti sunt! (Rebecca, behold! Such large buttocks she has!) amica esse videtur istorum hominum rhythmicorum. (She appears to be a girlfriend of one of those rhythmic-oration people.) sed, ut scis, (But, as you know) quis homines huiusmodi intellegere potest? (Who can understand persons of this sort?) colloquuntur equidem cum ista eo tantum, quod scortum perfectum esse videtur. (Verily, they converse with her for this reason only, namely, that she appears to be a complete whore.) clunes, aio, maiores esse! (Her buttocks, I say, are rather large!) nec possum credere quam rotondae sint. (Nor am I able to believe how round they are.) en! quam exstant! nonne piget te earum? (Lo! How they stand forth! Do they not disgust you?) ecce mulier Aethiops! (Behold the black woman!) magnae clunes mihi placent, nec possum de hac re mentiri. (Large buttocks are pleasing to me, nor am I able to lie concerning this matter.) quis enim, consortes mei, non fateatur, (For who, colleagues, would not admit,) cum puella incedit minore medio corpore (Whenever a girl comes by with a rather small middle part of the body) sub quo manifestus globus, inflammare animos (Beneath which is an obvious spherical mass, that it inflames the spirits) virtute praestare ut velitis, notantes bracas eius (So that you want to be conspicuous for manly virtue, noticing her breeches) clunibus profunde fartas esse (Have been deeply stuffed with buttock?) a! captus sum, nec desinere intueri possum. (Alas! I am captured, nor am I able to desist from gazing.) o dominola mea, volo tecum congredi (My dear lady, I want to come together with you) pingereque picturam tui. (And make a picture of you.) familiares mei me monebant (My companions were trying to warn me) sed clunes istae libidinem in me concitant. (But those buttocks of yours arouse lust in me.) o! cutis rugosa glabraque! (O skin wrinkled and smooth!) dixistine te in meum vehiculum intrare velle? (Did you say you wish to enter my vehicle?) in arbitrio tuo totus veni (I am entirely at your disposal) quia non es mediocris adsecula. (Because you are not an average hanger-on.) vidi illam saltantem. (I have seen her dancing.) obliviscere igitur blanditiarum! (Forget, therefore, about blandishments!) tantus sudor! tantus umor! (Such sweat! Such moisture!) vehor quasi in curru quadrigarum! (I am borne along as if by a four-horse chariot!) taedet me in diurnis legendi (I am tired of reading in the gazettes) planas clunes gratiores iudicari. (That flat buttocks are judged more pleasing.) rogate quoslibet Aethiopes: responsum erit (Ask any black men you wish: the answer will be) se libentius expletiores anteponere. (Rather that they prefer fuller ones.) o consortes (quid est?) o consortes (quid est?) (O colleagues [What is it?] O colleagues [What is it?]) habent amicae vestrae magnas clunes? (certe habent!) (Do your girlfriends have large buttocks? [They certainly have!]) hortamini igitur ut eas quatiant (ut quatiant!) (Encourage them therefore to shake them! [To shake them!]) ut quatiant! (ut quatiant!) (To shake them! [To shake them!) ut quatiant illas clunes sanas! (To shake those healthy buttocks!) domina mea exstat a tergo! (My mistress stands out behind!) you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Thanks sistah! (and there ain't no (?) about it - I am straight. That is, unless a little harmless boy-teasing is called for, but I don't think that affects my orientation...) you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

"Eww! Opa! Did you fart?" Hee hee! Just kidding - it looks like she's wrinkling her little nose! Regardless, she's absolutely beautiful!! Congrats to you and yours! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Did you say Spaceland this weekend? Bwahaaha!! Why, yes, yes I did! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Well, this worked in the other thread. Hope it helps. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Yeah, you and Leah(sp?) Ahh, the beautiful, and VERY blessed Leah. Yes, there were MANY flashes going off in the general direction of her upper body. And with good reason! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I haven't seen him since last year when I started jumping, so I'm guessing no. Haven't heard anything, either. He's a cool dude. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Clever, huh? Greg figured everyone was looking there anyway, might as well slap a logo on it. Lucky for them, Spaceland has been blessed by women who have been blessed. Oh, duh, I just remembered - you met me the night my avatar pic was taken! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Wow! How freaky!! It's like, totally there, dude. edit: Ack! I hadn't looked at it yet! Careful, dude - that's treading a very fine line with the rules of El Jefe. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

As soon as I own a freefly-friendly rig and stop sucking at freeflying... I bet we could figure out a fun dive that won't involve a premature deployment.

Look to your avatar, my child... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

hee hee! And if you're lucky, you may get to see them in all their sports-bra-uniboobed glory this weekend at Spacey... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Behold the power of BOOBIES. (I am responsible, though. Look at my sig. ) you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Ooohh. I like that. Yes I do. OK, now that you're squared away, get to policin'. We've got a bunch of DZ.com young'ns what don't know 'bout that search feature. I think they need to be educated. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

You got it, darlin'. Now smile, dammit! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

You're welcome! It was specifically aimed at Ivan, but it's also an all-purpose 'get happy' message. Me, I'm just happy I can still pass the pencil test. Oh, and it was also a subtle promo for Spaceland's kick-ass 4-way team, Team Revolution (how generous of them to give me that little shirt!) Back to the subject at hand: IVAN, we need you in good spirits to bust all these flagrant re-posters!!! Do you hear that, man? We NEED you!! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Cheer up Ivan!!! Here you go, sweetie. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I remember him - one of the first I got to know on this board. I miss him. He always made me laugh. I'm with ya' Pop. I'm not even an 'old-timer' around here, yet it seems to have exploded with newbies! (I'm not complaining - that's a good thing. Hi newbies!) you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

It get easier, but yes, the craving will sneak up on you. I'm at three months tomorrow!! Woo hooo!! Don't know if this will help, but I've started admitting out loud that "I would really enjoy a cigarette right now," and then I don't do it, 'cause I don't NEED it. Also, stay aware and proud of every minute/hour/day that you go without a cig, and remember that you'll have to start ALL OVER again if you succumb to the craving. The longer you go, the more is at stake until it's just plain not worth it. Personally, I jumped right into the smokey bar scene, because that's where I socialize. The sooner you get used it, the better. I knew I wasn't going to quit that - I just had to quit the drinking-smoking connection. THAT was hard. Good luck to you! Stay strong, be proud, and remember why you're quitting in the first place! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Holy crap, I thought you were psychic. I was down for the count this weekend with a cold - nowhere near as bad as your poor girlfriend, though. Here's VIBES for you both (especially her) for a speedy and complete recovery. Laughter and affection are great medicines to use along with the icky prescribed ones. Get better, Rebecca!! And mr2mk1g, get yourself to a doc - chest infections are not good to ignore! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Huh? I'm confused - is Sticky Bumps wax a Mr. Zog's product? (I am not a surfer, I know nothing about wax or surfboards beyond what my bf has showed me) you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Badass, dude. You know, your sig always kinda confused me until my bf pulled out the Sticky Bumps and started waxing his board. Then I confused him by laughing when I recognized the slogan. That stuff smells good. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

WoooHoooo!!! Congratulations, dude!!!! THAT, my friend, is some serious BEEEER!!! And now that you gotchyerself a fancy-schmancy doctorate, it better be damn good beer!!! Seriously, way to go - very impressive! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Yes, they've been posted, but I never mind seeing funnies a second time! Besides, how are you supposed to search for a post with just pictures?? Thanks Weege! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?