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here let me help ya out... namaste, motherfucker.

OK, fair is fair. If you are going to ask a subjective question we are going to need subject material upon which to base any opinion. This means pics. From all angles. if you gonna come, betta come correct. namaste, motherfucker.

how about 4 midgets? namaste, motherfucker.

is this a trick question? namaste, motherfucker.

No it wasn't. poor stitch. always getting blamed for shit. namaste, motherfucker.

So an elephant walks into a west end pub with his wife, the pregnant rhinocerous, and order a couple extra dirty martinis, kettle one, straight with blue cheese olives. The bartender asks 'what's the occasion, guv?' The elephant replies 'we're 'aving a baby and are deciding on a name. Any ideas?' The barkeep pauses for a moment and replies 'Ell if i know?' --------------------------------------- no bar. why do elephants have flat feet? from jumping out of trees of course! namaste, motherfucker.

You have.... 52 missed calls - 23 new messages. in the hour it took me to get home after walking out of a crazy situation. namaste, motherfucker.

dude, i was SO writing that post when you got in under me. I will now self immolate. my purpose in life is gone. namaste, motherfucker.

Easy - SHUT THE FUCK UP! there . . . problem solved. dude, i think we can work together on this one... shut the fuck up and PAY ATTENTION! (when someone it talking at you, but never not ask a question) namaste, motherfucker.

you just made me think about that until i got it. you suck. my hampsters are now on strike. what am i going to use now? namaste, motherfucker.

DUDE! redline fucking rocks. goes down smooth and light, no redbull cough syrup taste, and prompty fucks up your sleep patterns for the next 2 days. is good when on a hard deadline with a crash buffer after. phx peeps - vitamin shoppe - 28th drive & peoria. 2.39. keep out of reach of childern. namaste, motherfucker.

dunno. guessing it's the one i refuse to watch any more. starting in season 4 i really started to suspect there was collusion with various agencies. now?! you gotta be effin kidding me. namaste, motherfucker.

chloe is what you might call, well, umm, AN INSUFFERABLE PRICK! with a golden heart. the kind of person you want to see get a knuckle sammich but then feel bad when she does. i think that character has potential for typecasting her and ruining her career, so maybe is a good thing. namaste, motherfucker.

sure! i'll send you some nekkid pics! namaste, motherfucker.

If you hate drama, then you may want to rethink the idea of dating a female skydiver. whut he sed. namaste, motherfucker.

there is a lot to see and do in arizona. it get's FUCKING hot for part of the year but that is managable. phx is pretty spread out instead of being stacked up on top of itself so i would say it is a pretty good transition to a metro area. phx is the 5th largest metro in US. prevailiing wage is higher than in the midwest and you have eloy an hour away. if you decide you want to visit i can give you the nickle tour. namaste, motherfucker.

kelly, why for yo pikchure upside down? namaste, motherfucker.

I was just looking for those that AREN'T porn junkies. thought I wasn't? namaste, motherfucker.

dude, not everyone here is an internet porn junkie. you are going to have to spell it out. namaste, motherfucker.

i know it is hard to believe but at the top of every mans wish list is... drumroll please.... an unsolicited, no hassle blow job. to completion. namaste, motherfucker.

An old man is telling his teenage grandson about his experiences in WW2. The old man says, "I was in paratrooper school, and it was our first jump. I got into the airplane -- it was the very first time I'd ever been in an airplane, and it was loud and bumpy and scary, not like the jets you fly on, Billy. So we got up to our jump altitude and the lights came on and the sarge would slap each guy on the back and out they'd jump... GEEEERONIMOOOOO! But when it got to be my turn, I got to the door and I froze. I'd never been up in an airplane and I looked out the door at the little barns way down below and I just couldn't jump. The sarge hit me on the back, and I didn't jump, and he screamed "JUMP, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" but I didn't jump and he shoved me real hard, but I didn't jump. Then he said, "Okay, kid, get outta line and wait," and let everyone else jump out. And then it was just me and sarge in the cabin of the jump plane. So he says, "Kid, you are gonna jump out of this fuckin' airplane." And I told him I just couldn't do it. So he unzipped his pants and pulled out his pecker, and damn if sarge didn't have one hell of a boner. He said, "Kid, you will jump out of this fuckin' airplane or I will bend you over and fuck you in your ass." "So, Grandpa, didja jump?" "A little." namaste, motherfucker.

A little girl is sitting on her front porch when a little boy happens by. The little boy pulls down his pants and starts waving his pecker around, yelling "Haha! I have one of these and you don't" The little runs inside crying and tells her father what happened. Dad responds by whispering something in her ear. When she goes back outside, the little boy is still wagging his pecker, yelling "Haha! I have one of these and you don't." To which the little girl hikes up her skirt, pulls down her panties and says, "Big Deal! Daddy says with one of these, I can get as many of those as I want!" namaste, motherfucker.

wherever you can rent a boat near a manatee reserve they will brief you on how to behave around them, where they are, etc namaste, motherfucker.

scuba with manatees in crystal river, fla. couple hours north of tampa. don't know about tours, we rented a boat and just dove offa the boat. they are some cool cats just lookin to eat and sleep. what a life. namaste, motherfucker.

that's not scott. it's a DOLL namaste, motherfucker.