CrazyIvan

I volunteer!!! __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

Bwwwaaaaa hahahaha hhahahha __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

Yup, and in his case, it won't be a RED or BLUE pill but RED or BLUE SUPPOSITORY __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

We can...but BOOBIES are sacred matter. __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

You're going to hell Viking. __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

BAH!!! pulling is for wimps. __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

I'm a POWER commuter, ~3 hours (each way) __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

I bought mine after I finished AFF (waiting to be delivered). Why?, because I like to have my own stuff. __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

I think it uses a Quadra-plasma orbital generator encapsulated in a symetrical atomic field girating inside an electromagnetic vortex. __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

http://www.datagon.com __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

Here I am, right before Graduation Dive (AFF) in DeLand, next to me is Nat my instructor Du Jour. __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

I use some cheap over-the-glasses goggles, but I ordered a cool pair from SportRx, I'll be getting them anyday now. __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

Smart move __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

After wearing that helmet, his head will smell like DOG'S ASS. eeeeewwwwwww __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

If you find some 'Boobies in mars' let me know ok buddy? __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

You are comparing Apples to Oranges my friend __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

LOL!!! __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

Congratulations!!!!! __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

Screw that!!!, the last thing I wanna see is SNOW, I had enough of that already. __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

WELL SAID!!!! __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

Simon: After his failure as a pop star, he developed a drug addiction and went broke, so, he change his sex, and now goes by the name of Simone, a lap-dancer in Willacoochie Georgia. __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

Right!!!, this is what might happen: "...remember American Idol?...geeez, those singers were great remember?...the bitchy chick and the skinny guy and what's his face...and don't forget the fat guy" __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

High: I'm at work, nothing to do, so POST-WHORING like crazy

5 years from now: VH1 Presents: Where are they now?, the story of American Idol I predict a very BORING show, if in 5 years we remember what American Idol was __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.

Rob is a commercial saturation diver for Global Divers in Louisiana. He performs underwater repairs on offshore drilling rigs. Below is an E-mail he sent to his sister. She then sent it to radio station 103.2 on your FM dial in Ft Wayne, Indiana, who was sponsoring a worst job experience contest. Needless to say, she won. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hi Sue: Just another note from your bottom-dwelling brother. Last week I had a bad day at the office. I know you've been feeling down lately at work, so I thought I would share my dilemma with you to make you realize it's not so bad after all. Before I can tell you what happened to me, I first must bore you with a few technicalities of my job. As you know, my office lies at the bottom of the sea. I wear a suit to the office. It's a wetsuit. This time of year the water is quite cool. So what we do to keep warm is this: We have a diesel powered industrial water heater. This $20,000 piece of equipment sucks the water out of the sea. It heats it to a delightful temperature. It then pumps it down to the diver through a garden hose, which is taped to the air hose. Now this sounds like a darn good plan, and I've used it several times with no complaints. What I do, when I get to the bottom and start working, is take the hose and stuff it down the back of my wetsuit. This floods my whole suit with warm water. It's like working in a Jacuzzi. Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my butt started to itch. So, of course, I scratched it. This only made things worse. Within a few seconds my butt started to burn. I pulled the hose out from my back, but the damage was done. In agony I realized what had happened. The hot water machine had sucked up a jellyfish and pumped it into my suit. Now, since I don't have any hair on my back, the jellyfish couldn't stick to it. However, the crack of my butt was not as fortunate. When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually grinding the jellyfish into the crack of my butt. I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator. His instructions were unclear due to the fact that he, along with five other divers, were all laughing hysterically. Needless to say I aborted the dive. I was instructed to make three agonizing in-water decompression stops totaling thirty-five minutes before I could reach the surface to begin my chamber dry decompression. When I arrived at the surface, I was wearing nothing but my brass helmet. As I climbed out of the water, the medic, with tears of laughter running down his face, handed me a tube of cream and told me to rub it on my butt as soon as I got in the chamber. The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't poop for two days because my butt was swollen shut. So, next time you're having a bad day at work, think about how much worse it would be if you had a jellyfish shoved up your butt. Now repeat to yourself, "I love my job, I love my job, I love my job __________________________________________ Blue Skies and May the Force be with you.