How u doin?http://www.berubians.com/postboard/images/smileys/shock.gif

Im good...How are you, young sir? http://www.berubians.com/postboard/images/smileys/shock.gif

I'm jive'n daddio.

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I dig that crazy talk!

Welcome to the new shindig and lazer-light retro!!! Space out to the old-school rocket and I'll show you what's up:

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Id hit all 6

I'm going to carve a happy face into the front of my left bicep with a razor blade when I get home. I'll show u at the fight, it should be healed by then!!! hehehe. :)

Originally posted by Mouse
I'm going to carve a happy face into the front of my left bicep with a razor blade when I get home. I'll show u at the fight, it should be healed by then!!! hehehe. :)

:eek:

Originally posted by Mouse
I'm going to carve a happy face into the front of my left bicep with a razor blade when I get home. I'll show u at the fight, it should be healed by then!!! hehehe. :) ouch!

cool, i guess

Originally posted by The Ensanity
ouch!

cool, i guess

I think he likes you.........

you should rub some cigarette ashes and shampoo in it for color

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On a flight to Chicago, a gentleman had made several attempts to get
into
the
men's restroom, but it had always been occupied. The flight attendant
noticed his predicament.

Sir, she said," You may use the ladies room if you promise not to touch
anyof
the buttons on the wall."

He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he noticed the buttons he
had
promised not to touch. Each button was identified by letters: WW, WA,
PP,
and
a redone labeled ATR. Who would know if he touched them?

He couldn't resist. He pushed WW. Warm water was sprayed gently upon
his
bottom. What a nice feeling, he thought. Men's restrooms don't have
nice
things
like this.

Anticipating greater pleasure, he pushed the WA button. Warm air
replaced
the
warm water, gently drying his underside. When this stopped, he pushed
the PP
button. A large powder puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent
of
spring flowers to this unbelievable pleasure. The ladies restroom was
more
than
a restroom, it is tender loving pleasure!

When the powder puff completed its pleasure, he couldn't wait to push
the
ATR
button which he just knew must be the supreme ecstasy. Next thing he
knew he
was in a hospital. A nurse was standing next to him, staring down at
him
with a smirk on her face.

"What happened?" he exclaimed.

"You pushed one too many buttons," replied the nurse. "The last button
marked
ATR was an Automatic Tampon Remover. Your penis is under your pillow."

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA

Dear Tide Soap Co:

I'm writing to say what an excellent product you have. I've used it
since
the beginning of married life, when my Mom told me it was the best. In
fact,
about a month ago, while at my mother-in-law's house, I spilled some
red
wine on my new white blouse. She started to berate me about my
drinking
problem.

One thing lead to another and I ended up with a lot of her blood on my
white
blouse as well. I tried to get the stain out using her bargain
detergent,
but it just wouldn't come out.

On my way home, I stopped and got a bottle of liquid Tide with Bleach
alternative, and all of the stains came out! They came out so well, in
fact, that the DNA tests were negative!

Thank you, once again, for a great product.!

Well, gotta go, I have to write a letter to the Hefty bag people.

LMFAO @ that joke

me too