*looks at the post title*
thanx for the chuckle

np, ((((fine))))),

OK gals you asked for it, and you got it, let's go , convertible top
down, liquor in the trunk, who's game?????

body odor yuck = shower

welcome Kanwayne, jump in the forums and get to know all of us
nuts....

imaginary = invisible

(((((((((((((((((z))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
nite Z, sleep well,

ZZZZZZZZZZ..
to bad no one can see the caption above the pic of my cat, it says.
the cat who saw you naked,lmao
hence the reason for his big silly grin

((((((((((((((((((((((((Z))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
, lalalalalala trying to keep the rhythm going for ya,lmao

((((((((((((((((((((((((Z))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
, lalalalalala trying to keep the rhythm going for ya,lmao

*slides Poet a fresh wand*
all shiny, and new, shazaamm, gurly the world is yours, lmao

(((((((((((((karma,catch,wego))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
nite Lion
how many days for those two love birds?,hehehe

((((((((((((purple,Z,Txs,Poet,Fanta,Lion)))))))))))))))))))))))
I hope I didn't miss anyone,
happy Friday evening to all

Why parents get grey hair.....

A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see the bed
nicely made up and everything neat and tidy. Then he saw an envelope
propped up prominently on the pillow. It was addressed, "Dad." With the
worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter with
trembling hands: Dear Dad, It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm
writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to
avoid a scene with you and Mom. I've been finding real passion with
Joan and she is so nice. I knew you would not approve of her because
of all her piercing, tattoos, her tight motorcycle clothes and because
she is so much older than I am but it's not only the passion, Dad, she's
pregnant. Joan says that we are going to be very happy. She owns a
trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood, enough for the whole
winter. We share a dream of having many more children. Joan has opened
my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be
growing it and trading it with the other people in the commune for all
the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that
science will find a cure for AIDS so Joan can get better; she sure
deserves it! Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to
take care of myself. Someday, I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you
can get to know your grandchildren.

Your
son, Chad


P.S. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just
wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the
Report card that's in my desk drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe
for
me to come home

mine as well Txs, and I can just cook it if it pees me off,lmao

too funny!!!!!

hmm. a duck came to me and nibbled my ear in my dream last night,hehehe

(((((((((((((((((((((((((POET))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
BEAUTIFUL GURLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Krow bored never