hmm sure.. could make it interesting.

YAGER!!!!! Email me some.. that's good ****

wow 7 years seems to be a very bad luck number wtf!

number 2 now
that's so far 2 in 30 min

yeah I have been poopping motrin life Pez candy over the past 2 days.

One bud light about to open another. I'll catch up don't you worry

He's either bored or lonely. Either one I believe. I think he needs a hug But here's a beer instead

Come to think of it I want someone to talk to too lol

Just got home from work... Gonna be here all friggen night.

I don't cary a doctor. I hate the pricks entirely. Espetialy around here where all they give a **** about is weather or not you have a good insurance policy. I will take a look into those pills though and see if those help at all. another 2 days of this and I might jsut call a doctor on it anyways.

Anthony or Tony

HELL YEAH! lol

Most poeple buy low and sell high. If everyone i selling at once just trying to get anything they can the market is fluctuating way too much and at the end of the day the overall value of things are lower then when the poeple first started selling everything off.

A store that sells new husbands has opened in New York City, where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates:


You may visit this store ONLY ONCE! There are six floors and the value of the products increase as the shopper ascends the flights. The shopper may choose any item from a particular floor, o r may choose to go up to the next floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!


So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband. On the first floor the sign on the door reads:


Floor 1 - These men Have Jobs.

She is intrigued, but continues to the second floor, where the sign reads:




Floor 2 - These men Have Jobs and Love Kids.

'That's nice,' she thinks, 'but I want more.'




So she continues upward. The third floor sign reads:




Floor 3 - These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, and are Extremely Good Looking.

'Wow,' she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.




She goes to the fourth floor and the sign reads:


Floor 4 - These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Good Looking and Help With Housework.


'Oh, mercy me!' she exclaims, 'I can hardly stand it!'




Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads:


Floor 5 - These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Gorgeous, Help with Housework, and Have a Strong Romantic Streak.

She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor, where the sign reads:




Floor 6 - You are visitor 31,456,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store.

PLEASE NOTE:

To avoid gender bias charges, the store's owner opened a New Wives store just across the street.




The first floor has wives that love sex.




The second floor has wives that love sex and have money and like beer.




The third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors have never been visited

The boss wondered why one of his most valued employees was absent but had not phoned in sick one day. Needing to have an urgent problem with one of the main computers resolved, he dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper. “Hello ?”



“Is your daddy home?” he asked.” Yes,” whispered the small voice.


“May I talk with him?” The child whispered, “No.”


Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, “Is your Mummy there?” “Yes”


”May I talk with her?” Again the small voice whispered,” No”



Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, “Is anybody else there?”
“Yes” whispered the child, “a policeman.”



Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, “May I speak with the policeman?”

”No, he's busy,” whispered the child.

'Busy doing what?'” Talking to Daddy and Mummy and the Fireman,” came the whispered answer.

Growing more worried as he heard a loud noise in the background through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, 'What is that noise?”

”A helicopter” answered the whispering voice.



'What is going on there?' demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive. Again, whispering, the child answered “The search team just landed a helicopter.”

Alarmed, concerned and a little frustrated the boss asked, “What are they searching for?”

Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle...

”ME.”

An elderly man in West Virginia had owned a large farm for several Years. He had a large pond in the back.
It was properly shaped for swimming, so He fixed it up nice with picnic tables, horseshoe courts,and some apple, and peach trees

One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the pond, as he Hadn't been there for a while, and look it over. He grabbed a Five-gallon bucket to bring back some fruit. As he neared the pond, he heard voices shouting and laughing with Glee. As he came closer, he saw it was a bunch of young women Skinny-dipping in his pond.
He made the women aware of his presence and they all went to the deep end.
One of the women shouted to him, 'we're not coming out until you leave!' The old man frowned, 'I didn't come down here to watch you ladies swim naked or make you get out of the pond naked.'

Holding the bucket up he said, 'I'm here to feed the alligator.'

Some old men can still think fast.

college I hope. You'ld scare the living hell out of even a high scholl student with that lol

I have a calcium deposites (even at 23) in my knees. Doesn't help that my genetics are against me and I used to do alot of skateboarding/rollerblading in parks or anywhere I could wax a good curb or rail guard. So yeah there is some self inflicted stupidity there. Anyways, lately I have been having massive trouble with my left knee. I try not to wear a brace due to the fact I run and i'm trying to work the deposites down to a minimum. Normaly if I end up injuring myself (knees) it only takes a day or two to feel back to normal but this time it hasn't gotten any better at all.

Only like a child would their mother

I need to meet your makeup artist... I could use a few improvments lol

Ugh 8 hours of work left then finaly the weekend. T.G.I.F.