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More humour, less cheese please....

We need the boys with the straight jacket in Isle 1. Peace is on the loose again!!!!:biggrin2:
 
Ever got you mouth washed out with soap......Dove, the old stuff not the new kind......
No...will me neither....:-Cool/"

I think the Lady is looking for a certain type of Gentlemen.....
Ones who likes to ride a wild filly.....so she can B*tch Slap them and they
can get right back on her for more.....Sorry Peace you too Sweet.......:wink2: and not Asian....
 
My sarcasm washes with Dove. I never tried brain cells. Do they leave it feeling silky?

My sarcasm tried both Dove and brain cells but didn't like the taste of either (first too soft, second too spongy). He switched to some organic crap that doesn't work, but costs three times as much.
 
I'd like to welcome the lovely Anneliese, she has made it through the HUBGFE initiation! :good:
 
The result of sober second thought, perhaps?

Miss Annaliese may have recognized roadblocks she erected and is therefore clearing a path to earn respect.

I'll hold my respect in reserve and watch with interest as her character emerges more fully.

Time will tell.
 
The result of sober second thought, perhaps?

Miss Annaliese may have recognized roadblocks she erected and is therefore clearing a path to earn respect.

I'll hold my respect in reserve and watch with interest as her character emerges more fully.

Time will tell.

are you the key master???

No?

Then let her pass
 
Key master? Nope, just an observer. And I did just let her pass.

My respect for other voices gets earned. It varies from voice to voice.

Individuals can gain or reduce my respect for them depending on what they say.
 
I once met a world leader in the men's room

seems he shits too

Fact is we are all pretty much the same

No one person is much different.
 
Let's be happy. I spoke to the lady. She is not bad, just having a bad time. She trusts none of us, and who can blame her? I mean, read my posts. Jesus. I bet the FBI has them book-marked.

When I began this episode of the sit-com-cum (hee hee) blooper-fest that is my corporate sex life, my ads read like this:

Don't call me if your balls stink. Eat your mother's ass and fuck off. No one cares if you were diddled by your uncle as a child. Sack up or commit suicide. I am the only prostitute in history who's not on crack. You'd be lucky to breathe my farts, much less the same air as me. The only reason I don't charge a million bucks a second is I feel sorry for you. You have to admit you ARE pretty pathetic. I also poop cotton candy, and am a legendary temptress. No one knows because it's like Fight Club. I can spin obscurity to mean mysterious. I'm that good, and am about to tell you, negating this very statement. My high opinion of myself is as disproportional as your ego is to your cock. Get lost. Take out the garbage. Feel sorry for me when people tell me off.

You guys forgave me just because I'm scary. Cut the girl a break.

When you stretch beyond what feels comfortable, to try to understand, you become bigger. Now quit being bitchy hens, men. I ordered the happy. Where the fuck is the waitress.

I like your attitude. If I work my way over to your place you promise to spank me and put me in my place? Heck maybe we can include AnnaLiese and you both can tag team me. My ass has the square footage to accommodate 4 hands! :biggrin2:
 
Does anybody need a lawyer here?

Where the Hell have you been.......I thought you won 50 million and I was going
to ask to be your Sugar Baby...:LMAO:

Is he hot? I could always get into legal trouble if he looked like Robert Downey Jr.

As for you Pixie Angel....you are earn my respect....even if I am nervous of you.....:wink2:

Who cares if post are missing.....we all write things we wish we had not.....so giving
a person a chance is better than knifing them with abuse because of an error....:-Cool/"
 
Now for Cheese I really love Okra Cheese....with a wonderful red wine.....
 
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