QuickDraw

Ok .. even though i've been there, i could have sworn it was in Florida. Hmm.. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

I have heard of Colin Berry, although at the time his first name was spelt "Colon" ... i thought it was an medical condition. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Twitchy cloud jockey seeks absent minded rich stable regular fuck for long term relationship .. but mostly for the money. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

One is white the other grey ... er .. Salt & Pepper spring to mind. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

A little old couple walked slowly into a McDonalds one cold winter evening. They looked out of place amid the young families and young couples eating there that night. Some of the customers looked admiringly at them. You could tell what the admirers were thinking. - "Look, there is a couple who has been through a lot together, probably for 60 years or more!" The little old man walked up to the cash register, placed his order with no hesitation and then paid for their meal. The couple took a table near the back wall and started taking food off of the tray. There was one hamburger, one order of French fries and one drink. The little old man unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half. He placed one half in front of his wife. Then he carefully counted out the French fries, divided them in two piles and neatly placed one pile in front of his wife. He took a sip of the drink, and then his wife took a sip as the man began to eat his few bites. Again, you could tell what people around the old couple were thinking. "That poor old couple." As the man began to eat his French fries, one young man stood and came over to the old couples' table. He politely offered to buy another meal. The old man replied that they were just fine. They were used to sharing everything. Then the crowd noticed that the little old lady hadn't eaten a thing. She just sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally sipped some of the drink. Again, the young man came over and begged them to let him buy them something to eat. This time, the lady explained that no, they were used to sharing. As the little old man finished eating and was wiping his face neatly with a napkin, the young man could stand it no longer and asked again. After being politely refused again, he finally asked the little old lady, "Ma'am, why aren't you eating. You said that you share everything. What is it that you are waiting for?" She answered, .... This is great - scroll down!] "The teeth" -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Two pilot chutes .... one attached to a collar around their neck, the other attached to the pin of a HE grenade secreted wherever. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Sheer telepathy. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Where the hell is The Sound Of Music ? -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

I spend all day thinking of ways of making societys scum pay. My tombola of death is my most current one. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Bah...corpse kicking whuffos.... ok i'm taking my pills now. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Don't forget that friday is Hawaiian shirt day. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Double humbuckin big ass valve amp (spare) vibes. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Or some black paint. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Is it just me thats concerned about this guy ? -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Vibes. ...and some hugs too. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Wow is that standard or optional ? -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

I like to think i will always keep one, i like to use it as a reference to see where i'm going right or wrong. I am using an online one at the moment, although i'm not too sure what will happen when the 30 day trial runs out, but at least it made me type them all up and back up what is to me a very important record of my performance (or lack of it) I thought about posting my logbook in the introductions area as you get quite a few students there, and although i think i'm a slow learner, and it may not be of any benefit to most, it may provide someone with a little more confidence, knowing they are not on their own. I am still writing up the last 16 jumps but my logbook can be found here -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Your sick dude. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

So what is this nickname ? Billdozer ? -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Has someone been questioning your sexuality then ? -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

I would check my contract, and see if there is any reference to the word "work". -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Don't burn your bridges just yet, let them fight it out for you. Explain to both parties that you really want to work for them but its the conditions which will decide the winner. Tell the people you work for that company B are prepared to wait for you too.... after seeing your portfolio etc. And don't forget to lie like a bitch too. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

England. Spain. Florida USA. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Your an intelligent dude, i sure you will do just fine. Chin up, stand & face and the best of luck with your next career. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning

Vibes here too. -- Hope you don't die. -- I'm fucking winning