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That's not Mrs. Wags in your bunnyslot, is it? Now THAT would be a searingly wicked comeuppance

trev wrote:

PSUFAN wrote:Well, at least one dude is getting excited up in this thread. Don't hurt yourself, Tom.

Take a step up and take her on a cruise or something. See the world.

Trev,
You obviously need to take a trip to Wag's World and understand the mindset in Fly-Over Country. A bunch of canoes and a river in SW Mizzou IS considered a seeing the world from a big fancy boat. Make the time to stop by the Entertainment Capital of the World located in the stunning city of Branson and take in the unparalleled beauty of the Ozark Mountains. If your lucky you can travel through Springfield and shop at the Fireworks/XXX Adult Book/Video/ Truck Stop Outlet Malls convienently located on historic Route 66.

Good Time's Sweetie
Yeeee Haw!

What did apostrophes ever do to you, Mr. Fresno Travel Expert?

I'll answer that query Mr. Slow Day in Pittsburg.

They enticed me to buy my first Frank Zappa album back in 78.

I just hope it doesn't rain. Nothing fucks up a float/camping trip like incessant rain.

:brad: I musta' cursed myself.

2nd worst canoe trip ever from a rain standpoint, and I've been floating Ozarks streams and rivers for 30 years. We got on the river about 11.00 am and it started raining hard at 11:05 and didn't stop for hours. Six fucking inches of rain pelted down on our drowned rat carcasses for 6 miles on that god forsaken river. And you're just fucking stuck in it. There's no shelter, and no way to avoid it. Fucking miserable as reading a Bitchshice post, 'cept there's no reacharound.

Finally, around 3:00 pm it starts to let up and we actually catch a few rays of sunshine for the last two miles, but the damage to morale has already been done. Wifey has been shivering, teeth chattering cold for so long that she literally bit her lip and drew blood. No joy in mudville for the Wags clan, though we gave it a valiant effort.

It wasn't a total wash-out as we did manage to divest ourselves of large amount of our beer and Jello shot stock-pile, and a few of our Mardi Gras beads. Pretty sure I witnessed one of the most perfect set of titties ever seen by mankind, so that was nice. I should have just tossed every last string hanging from my neck at her, because it'll never get any better than that.

When we finally get back to our campsite it's a total moshpit with standing water everywhere, but at least the tent stayed dry. Woke up this morning and of course there wasn't a cloud in the sky and it was beautiful all damn day. What a gyp.

Oh well, better luck next time.

orc: Sorry bro, but trust me, you didn't miss a damn thing. I know that's a short commute for you. I'll give you a shout next year.

Dins: I hear ya'. I've been whitewater rafting in Colorado on the Arkansas river 3 times. Twice doing the Browns Canyon run (awesome) and once the Royal Gorge (over rated). I'm a little too old for that much excitement these days, but remember it fondly.

War Wagon wrote:

I just hope it doesn't rain. Nothing fucks up a float/camping trip like incessant rain.

:brad: I musta' cursed myself.

2nd worst canoe trip ever from a rain standpoint, and I've been floating Ozarks streams and rivers for 30 years. We got on the river about 11.00 am and it started raining hard at 11:05 and didn't stop for hours. Six fucking inches of rain pelted down on our drowned rat carcasses for 6 miles on that god forsaken river. And you're just fucking stuck in it. There's no shelter, and no way to avoid it. Fucking miserable as reading a Bitchshice post, 'cept there's no reacharound.

Finally, around 3:00 pm it starts to let up and we actually catch a few rays of sunshine for the last two miles, but the damage to morale has already been done. Wifey has been shivering, teeth chattering cold for so long that she literally bit her lip and drew blood. No joy in mudville for the Wags clan, though we gave it a valiant effort.

It wasn't a total wash-out as we did manage to divest ourselves of large amount of our beer and Jello shot stock-pile, and a few of our Mardi Gras beads. Pretty sure I witnessed one of the most perfect set of titties ever seen by mankind, so that was nice. I should have just tossed every last string hanging from my neck at her, because it'll never get any better than that.

When we finally get back to our campsite it's a total moshpit with standing water everywhere, but at least the tent stayed dry. Woke up this morning and of course there wasn't a cloud in the sky and it was beautiful all damn day.

Worst fucking PET ever.

What a gyp.

Mister Bushice wrote: Worst fucking PET ever.

Did I not tell you I wouln't be posting pictures for you to live vicariously by? Of course I did, so what did you expect? Nevermind, you live on this Board 24/7, so your expectations are to be... expected.

Oh, and way to quote an entire post for no apparent reason, dumbfuck. That's usually the province of some of the Boards dimmer bulbs.

War Wagon wrote:

Mister Bushice wrote: Worst fucking PET ever.

Did I not tell you I wouln't be posting pictures for you to live vicariously by?

And didn't I tell you that pictures of you and your insignificant other wouln't be necessary by?

Tits, Nature, Midgets, Food. Fucking buy a clue if you don't have one, ok?

Just admit it - You can't afford a camera.

Oh, and way to quote an entire post for no apparent reason, dumbfuck.

Not true. I only quoted the shitty PET part. Read much?

Mister Bushice wrote: Just admit it - You can't afford a camera.

Oh, I've got some pics... have I ever got some pics. I'm just not sharing them with the likes of YOU. Wet T-shirts and tight, bikini clad asses galore, but I'll keep those to myself and a few friends.

Sucks for the rest of the Board to have one dickface drag everyone else down, but that's what YOU do. You should change your nic to Mr. Wet Blanket and your av to "Here Comes Buzzkill".

Bwahaha. You're blaming me for you not posting a PET that features no pics of you or your family?

Awesome. What next - I'm grounded? :D

Yikes!

Who stole your nic? That's not the Bushice who has reminded me of fingernails on a chalkboard for 8 years

Are you feeling ok?

High Blood pressure? Headache? Throbbing in the back of your neck?

You could be having a seizure or stroke. Better get that checked out.

Sudden Sam wrote:Wags, one of my boys is headed to Lake of the Ozarks. Cool place?

Big Boys with Big Toys, Sam. Waaay out of my league, but I did tour Bagnall Dam once. Lakes and rivers are two separate things. Much separate. Not that I'd know first hand what goes on at mile marker 54, or was that 27?

Google party cove if you're curious.

All pictures on this web site were taken at party cove either in public view or with permission. Don't blame us if your picture shows up here... you're the one who was running around naked or doing stupid stuff in party cove! Have fun!

Classic.

War Wagon wrote:

Mister Bushice wrote: Just admit it - You can't afford a camera.

Oh, I've got some pics... have I ever got some pics. I'm just not sharing them with the likes of YOU. Wet T-shirts and tight, bikini clad asses galore, but I'll keep those to myself and a few friends.

Sucks for the rest of the Board to have one dickface drag everyone else down, but that's what YOU do. You should change your nic to Mr. Wet Blanket and your av to "Here Comes Buzzkill".

Can you two just hump and get it over with already?


No pictures necessary.

Tease.

Don't excite him.

Ya. Well.....

I was hopin' to see photos of the hostage/wife, so that I could see what I was up against.

War Wagon wrote:Actually, Mister Buzzkill, my wifey is the hottest MILF of them all. She's been hitting the gym and the tanning booth preparing for this. You only wish you could get with something as sizzling hot as my wife, chump. Stay the fuck away from my tent.

I’m sure she’s really “sizzling hot”, like a side of bacon. We’ve seen your photo, Whitey. Yeah, homely stick men always pull quality tail. Considering your spawn is a big-time softballer, there’s got to be some heft in the genes/jeans somewhere. That’s where Wifey Wagon comes in. What the hell, fat girls need lovin’ too.

Lakes and rivers are two separate things. Much separate.

Some important truth is struggling to get out here. I hope this can be brought to fruition.

Goober McTuber wrote:Considering your spawn is a big-time softballer, there’s got to be some heft in the genes/jeans somewhere. That’s where Wifey Wagon comes in. What the hell, fat girls need lovin’ too.

Softball players aren't, by necessity, fat. And neither is Mrs. Wags, unless you call 5' 9" 160 lbs. "fat".

Holy crap.

War Wagon wrote:

Goober McTuber wrote:Considering your spawn is a big-time softballer, there’s got to be some heft in the genes/jeans somewhere. That’s where Wifey Wagon comes in. What the hell, fat girls need lovin’ too.

Softball players aren't, by necessity, fat. And neither is Mrs. Wags, unless you call 5' 9" 160 lbs. "fat".

“Chunky” sound better? 160? She must outweigh you by 15 lbs.

Tell me more about Mrs. Wags, man. I'm kneading my ballsack like a loaf of Challah, ready to read.

War Wagon wrote:Softball players aren't, by necessity, fat. And neither is Mrs. Wags, unless you call 5' 9" 160 lbs. "fat".

That's a big bitch.

Damn, dude...you're like, Pillsburied around her ankles.

5'9 is TALL.

To me.

You've probably covered this before, Ana, but who is that in your avatar ?

Thora Birch.

From the film, "Ghost World".

Ana Ng wrote:5'9 is TALL.

To me.

Towering. Monolithic. Soaring. Majestic.

--zy

Thanks. Never heard of her. I might have to rent Ghostworld the next time the wife is out of town. Thora Birch and Scarlett Johanson.


I might need TWO bottles of neutrogena.

Ana Ng wrote:Thora Birch.

From the film, "Ghost World".

I much preferred her in American Beauty.

Ana Ng wrote:5'9 is TALL.

To me.

I'm 6'3", so it works out well.

Daughter is 5'10"

I like to believe she got all of our virtues with none of the vices. My worst complaint about my girls is that they're both slobs, while I'm a neat freak. I can live with that and so can they.

Papa Willie wrote:One trick donkey rides again.

Here we go: 3,2,1......

Looks like she made you “jump”.

Daughter is 5'10"

That works for me too! I can just walk right into a fur-lined tuna sammich.

--zy

5'9 is TALL.

holy FUCK! I hope she braids her chest hair into a rope ladder.

--TVO

Papa Willie wrote:

Goober McTuber wrote:

Papa Willie wrote:One trick donkey rides again.

Here we go: 3,2,1......

Looks like she made you “jump”.

I started it Goobs. Didn't you see?

Nope. Looks like she posted first, then you jumped. Sorry.

War Wagon wrote:

Ana Ng wrote:5'9 is TALL.

To me.

I'm 6'3", so it works out well.

Daughter is 5'10"

I like to believe she got all of our virtues with none of the vices. My worst complaint about my girls is that they're both slobs, while I'm a neat freak. I can live with that and so can they.

So you pass on posting the trip pics, but give out height, weight and personal slovenly habit info instead?

Yeah. That was a MUCH better idea.

IndyFrisco wrote:

Ana Ng wrote:Thora Birch.

From the film, "Ghost World".

I much preferred her in American Beauty.

jesus, i'm in love......

.m2 wrote:Oh, and the fact that it actually does rain here unlike Southern California.

So, how's that working out for you guys right now?


Must be pretty freaking bad, since with the current weather patterns, the sky is damn near black here, 600-700 miles north.


At present, there isn't a cloud in the sky, but it's all brownish orange, like when there's fires near here:





Looks like you got a nasty one going.