Was that pic from when you were with the group Wham!!

I'm reading your Tarot cards, Dan....says you're going to meet a handsome guy you will fall in love with. Bear with me here...I just learned how to do this. Also, you and your new man will have several children. One of them is going to have the same disability you have...whatever that means.

i never asked you to bleach your anus, but it wouldnt hurt you to wash it once in a while

The Crash Test Guru will be back this afternoon.

Meanwhile, enjoy this story!


THE DREAM

Lucy Morgan was an artist. She has spent a week painting in a small country town and decided that the next day she would move on. She would go to a village called Kingston. But that night Lucy Morgan had a strange dream. She dreamed that she was walking up a dark, carved staircase and entered a bedroom. It was an ordinary room except for two things. The carpet was made up of large squares that looked liked trapdoors. And each of the windows was fastened shut with big nails that stuck up out of the wood. In her dream Lucy Morgan went to sleep in that bedroom. During the night a woman with a pale face and black eyes and long black hair came into the room. She leaned over the bed and whispered, "This is an evil place. Flee while you can." When the woman touched her arm to hurry her along, Lucy Morgan awakened from her dream with a shriek. She lay awake the rest of the night trembling. In the morning she told her landlady that she had decided not to go to Kingston after all. "I can't tell you why," she said, but I just can't bring myself to go there." "Then why don't you go to Dorset. Someone told her she could find a room in a house at the top of the hill. It was a pleasant-looking house, and the landlady there, a plump, motherly woman, was as nice as could be. "Let's look at the room," she said. "I think you will like it." They walked up a dark, carved staircase, like the one in Lucy's dream. "In these old houses the staircases are the same," Lucy thought. But when the landlady opened the door to the bedroom, it was the room in her dream, with the same carpet that looked like trapdoors and the same windows fastened with big nails. "This is just a coincidence," Lucy told herself. "How do you like it?" the landlady asked. "I'm not sure," she said. "Well, take your time," the landlady said. "I'll bring up some tea while you think about it." Lucy sat on the bed staring at the trapdoors and the big nails. Soon there was a knock on the door. "It's the landlady with tea," she thought. But it wasn't the landlady. It was the woman with the pale face and the black eyes and the long black hair. Lucy Morgan grabbed her things and fled.

So why the heck r ya posting a pic of a starfish, one with, one without! looks like its a before n after of sphincter removal!! lol!

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^^A fart! lol!

You mean like giving bj's at the bus terminal for extra cash

Yeah but she likes me more! haha

I think the 'who do you like?' threads are lame for the same reasons already mentioned. But also because i dont really care who likes who. Plus its none of my business.

I want to leave with you