The End of the World...

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First I see 666 all over the place, and then Jim1970 writes a song about doomsday. Coincidence??





Time to stock up on gasoline and canned goods...

Mark

[Greeny]

Oh well. Might as well eat a dozen krispy creme donuts then... lol

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Oh well. Might as well eat a dozen krispy creme donuts then... lol

Food seems to come to mind when the end (Or bedtime) is near 

I was thinking a half gallon of ice cream, though. But not before having thick porterhouse with a massive baked potato, butter and sour cream...

[OsCKilO]

"MMMMMmmmmmmmm!"

"Purty Fish!!!!!!!"






"Omm Nom Nom Nomm Nomm!!!"

[OsCKilO]

But not before having thick porterhouse with a massive baked potato, butter and sour cream...

"I Fell in Love with a Baked Potato!"




"It was in the Sand..... Alright!"

[OsCKilO]

Sorry about all that.....


BossBr.net withdrawral after being at work all day.......

I've developed Premature Picture release syndrome....

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Sorry about all that.....


BossBr.net withdrawral after being at work all day.......

I've developed Premature Picture release syndrome....

Not a problem - I loved the picture of me with the fish... I was in my chubby phase


Where's my porterhouse?

[Davo]

I was just at J-tree a few weeks back (home of the Jesus Ranch)

But not before having thick porterhouse with a massive baked potato, butter and sour cream...

"I Fell in Love with a Baked Potato!"




"It was in the Sand..... Alright!"

Look at that potato-its huuuuuuuuuuge!

I was just at Joshua-tree a few weeks back (home of the Jesus Ranch)!

[Blooby]

I'd just like to take this opportunity to say I'm not wearing any underwear.

Blooby

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I'd just like to take this opportunity to say I'm not wearing any underwear.

Blooby

At first I was at a loss for words, but...

I work at home a lot, and usually don't feel the need to put pants on unless it's required. I answer the door - no pants. The mailman needs me to sign something - no pants (The postal service now beeps before coming to to my door in hopes that I might throw some pants on - no dice, baby!!)

Here is a typical conversation from friends that plan on coming by:

Ring...

Ring...

Hello...

Throw some fuckin' pants on, I'm coming over...


It's your gamble, bro...



I digress...