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She could spank me with a 2 by 4 and I would be happy to ask her for another whipping.

https://youtu.be/gKvCVohzc9w?si=3uy-kb_91eV4-QCL

Blame it on Eve.

God Damnt! Cancer fawking sucks. Hang in there man. Thoughts and prayers my brother. Think positive when you’re feeling down.

Had a friend I used to play golf with a lot. He lived in this nice house with his wife and kids on a golf course. A par five two hundred and twenty yards on the right side of the fairway and would laugh about how many times he’d wake on Sunday mornings having da sex with his wife and hear golf balls hitting his roof. One day his wifey wakes up and hears “bzzzzzzzzz” So he investigates and sees bees flying in and out of a few holes. He called an exterminator and they told him there was nothing they could do as killing them is a crime, call an expert entomologist. He got a quote for over ten grand and then the repairs afterwards. He said Fawk that and went to Home Depot and got hydraulic acid and bleach. Got home and made a batch of the acid in a shop vac and sat there with a twelve pack sucking them out. Took him all day. He was a coon-ass born on the bayou. He plugged the holes and did wha his uncle’s advisers told him to do. It worked, so, he bought a boat.

Manzeres?

I’m on the fence.🥸

I also. When we were kids, my best friends father, Dr. Purrington, was the head of Astronomy and the Physics Departments at Tulane. He would bring home this incredible big orange telescope and set it up for us in the the backyard and would explain what we’re looking at. We got to see so many amazing things in our galaxy. And he would always tell us when there was an event going to occur. Loved it.

The Smoke Monster

So my Lady and I go to see a cover band Thursday night. We got there early to to get a drink and table. Place was full of twenty/thirty something kids We were probably the oldest fawkers in the room. I NEVER go anywhere with my back to the entrance. But since we were in the front, I did. I noticed she was checking out the crowd at the bar. I kept watching her and asked who she’s looking at? My Lady: That guy that looks like Eddie Vedder. Me: Go talk to him then. Yous hot. My Lady: Now way! Me: You’re hot, why not? Just talk. My Lady: You go, withgame. Who do you like? As we’re saying this a 5’3 brunette Latina (38D) wearing a purple mini skirt dress with high heels walks by. Me: Her.. My Lady: I love your confidence but no way.! Without hesitation I get up. Go to the bar and order a beer and shot of Rumple and ask for a five and quarters and leave a tip. I’m behind her at the jukebox and tossed the quarters in front of her whist see is choosing what song. Me: I’m sorry darlin. And go to pick them up. Oxygen: I’ll get them.. Every one was watching. So I gave her a five and said play two songs. AC/DC You Shook Me All Night Long and Tom Petty American Girl. Thanks. Oxygen: Wait, I want your number! And give you a kiss and hug. And she did. I gave her my number, 876-54309 and told her not to call till next week.

Stop Talking Cheerleader Terry Schiavo

Weepees : Forgive me Father for I have sinned. Father: What are your sins my son? Weepee: I sold my wife’s wheelchair to go on the Geek Cub. And I can’t stop opening BunnyB threads. Father: Me too. No wait…say thirteen Hail Marys and repent. As I do and save money on the Kleenex to get her wheelchair, and, quit.

God is dead.

He doesn’t party. He calls the bawls at his local church Bingo for old woman with no tread on their tires.

According to Sux, he got really sick.

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