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MgoBlue-LightSpecial wrote:the doucheflag

Fuck. Starting in July doucheflags are gonna be the only way to legally use a cel while driving in cali.



That's a mighty heap of ass sweat you got rolling there.

Did you do a dick tuck and piss yourself at some point that evening?

Those would be wet swim trunks. You know, because of the pool.

RumpleForeskin wrote:Al & Goobs

Al?

Sincerely,

Eric Dickerson

RumpleSoreskin wrote:This is so sad. Here I am basking in the presence of decent smackers bringing it with fresh fat jokes...

The "block and tackle" reference was pretty decent. I'm surprised Roach hasn't made the wytch pic yet.

From me.

I asked for 'em.

My clam is regretting it..........now.

This board definitely needs more clam talk.

Not so much talk about crabs and boils.

Thanks for the PET, rump. Damn you for not providing enough photo ammunition for us vultures, though. You have learned too quickly.

RumpleForeskin wrote:

Check out the form.....

Your form?

You're leaned over sideways instead of having your shoulders erect and parallel to the foul line. Stand up fucking straight, and then you might be able to throw the ball where you want 60 feet later

You have your limp wrist with a pink bracelet (wtf is that?) cupped under the ball trying to get plenty of turn but then have absolutely no back end drive because the ball rolls out and doesn't finish. You have no control of that ball and are just a pin wisher. You're shocked, SHOCKED - when you throw that ball dead in the 1-2 pocket (for a lefty) and leave a 5-10 or 5-7 split.

You prolly average about a buck forty five and little old ladies laugh at you.

Other than that, your form is... um... well at least you tried.

War Wagon wrote:
You're leaned over sideways instead of having your shoulders erect and parallel to the foul line. Stand up fucking straight, and then you might be able to throw the ball where you want 60 feet later

Bowling smack?

Now I've seen it all.

War Wagon wrote: Your form?

You're leaned over sideways instead of having your shoulders erect and parallel to the foul line. Stand up fucking straight, and then you might be able to throw the ball where you want 60 feet later

You have your limp wrist with a pink bracelet (wtf is that?) cupped under the ball trying to get plenty of turn but then have absolutely no back end drive because the ball rolls out and doesn't finish. You have no control of that ball and are just a pin wisher. You're shocked, SHOCKED - when you throw that ball dead in the 1-2 pocket (for a lefty) and leave a 5-10 or 5-7 split.

You prolly average about a buck forty five and little old ladies laugh at you.

Other than that, your form is... um... well at least you tried.

Ya.

That's about right.


Holy mackerel!

Martyred wrote:
Bowling smack?

Now I've seen it all.

Hey, Rumps asked for a critique, so I gave him one. I bet Mrs. Rumps thumps his ass. That behemoth prolly heaves the ball at 18 mph or thereabouts.

I'm a pretty good coach. My wife had never picked up a ball until she met me. She averages about 180 now and once shot a 278. Of course, that came at a high price. Nobody likes having you tell them what they're doing wrong, and what they need to do to correct it, especially your wife.

Big, broad shoulders here.

Martard wrote:
Now I've seen it all.

Martard, you are the ultimate "Nutsack Remora." Look up the definition of a "remora" and you might get it... assuming a dumb fuck like yourself can follow directions. I'm sure you'll respond with a panty, beer, drunk reply with my first name in the sentence as being what you'll formulate. You have nothing else.

I apologize to Perk for ever thinking this shit troll (you) as being him. Sorry Perk.

War Wagon wrote:My wife had never picked up a ball until she met me.

It would seem as if, now......she never lets them go.

heh heh...

Ana Ng wrote: It would seem as if, now......she never lets them go.

She's a good woman, never lets me get away with a damn thing, and always keeps me grounded.

I'm a lucky man.

Good to know.

Wanna hook up?


I'd keep you grounded.

I'll put some gravel in your pockets.

Hell yeah I'll hook up with you, I'll make your toes curl. :D

Ana Ng wrote:Wanna hook up?

No, thanks. One woman is all I can or want to deal with.

We're going on a float/camping trip at the end of the month, though. I'll be sure to pass that gravel idea on to her... maybe not.

It's all about sleeping bags and air mattresses at this point. There will be no gravel in my tent.

ATranny's Junk wrote:

Martard wrote:
Now I've seen it all.

Martard, you are the ultimate "Nutsack Remora." Look up the definition of a "remora" and you might get it... assuming a dumb fuck like yourself can follow directions. I'm sure you'll respond with a panty, beer, drunk reply with my first name in the sentence as being what you'll formulate. You have nothing else.

I apologize to Perk for ever thinking this shit troll (you) as being him. Sorry Perk.

It's late. Turn off the computer.

ATranny's Junk wrote:I'm sure you'll respond with a panty, beer, drunk reply with my first name...

Don't forget "jizz mirror". That's a good one..........Mike.

Ana Ng wrote:Good to know.

Wanna hook up?


I'd keep you grounded.

I'll put some gravel in your pockets.

Try staking him down. Much more fun.

Then throw gravel at him for running loser bowling smack.


Aim for his pockets.

whitey wrote:No, thanks. One woman is all I can or want to deal with.

You say that as if you had options.


As if.

I really only MEANT the last line of that post.

The guy looks like you could thread a needle with one of his legs.


I'm assuming his wife "could eat no lean".

Haven't seen...hide nor hair of trev. I'm here poised for action.

I'm still trying to soak in the Wags post. Was I just trolled?

War Wagon wrote:

Ana Ng wrote:Wanna hook up?

No, thanks.

:blink:
:blink:

Do you think her navel is pierced? I've got a bid in here, just in case...

RumpleForeskin wrote:My niece... gets a phone call from an employer of a job she interviewed for and was told that she got the job.

Glad I could make your epic evening even better for you.

And she really did earn that $9 the hard way.

maybe I can lay her out on a big arctic fleece Bolts blanket - easily washable, in case I can get her little fountain unblocked.

Turn the cookie timer off, baby...and put the phone on vibrate.

Dinsdale wrote:And she really did earn that $9 the hard way.

Yeah, she mentioned you talked most of the night and the other 2 minutes was uneventful.

RumpleForeskin wrote:

Yeah, she mentioned you talked most of the night and the other 2 minutes was uneventful.

I would have loved to hear her speak more about life in general, and her wonderful family, but her wonderful upbringing taught her to never speak when her mouth is full (and I do mean "full"), so it actually was a fairly one-sided conversation.


RACK that anus-tickling nose of hers, though.

That's not how she said it went down. She's got footage....

Dins "lowered the boom" on RumpleCuz. Nice!

Did you stir up the RumpleCooze?

Ang, I've got something that your clam won't regret...I'll let you know if I find it.
-Welsh Wagon

PSUFAN wrote:Did you stir up the RumpleCooze?

Of course.

It only took the slightest bit of arressing the rumplefolds before I was treated to exclaimations of "Wow, Dins, you're so much better at this than my uncle!

Give Rumps a break; he's used to bringing the heavy lumber and clothespins and whaling gear. He's sorta lost his fine touch.

mvscal wrote:No. She's pristine. No tats and no piercings except for earrings. She lets her raw sex do the talking. I'm being overcome by her pheromones even from here.

anyone have a pic of this bitch?

titlover wrote:

anyone have a pic of this bitch?

I've only ever seen the really dark one, where she's sporting the femullet.

Dinsdale wrote:

titlover wrote:

anyone have a pic of this bitch?

I've only ever seen the really dark one, where she's sporting the femullet.

Weren't there horn-rimmed glasses too?

IndyFrisco wrote:

Dinsdale wrote:

titlover wrote:

anyone have a pic of this bitch?

I've only ever seen the really dark one, where she's sporting the femullet.

Weren't there horn-rimmed glasses too?

none of you pervs saved it? disappointing.

My only spreadsheet is what I remember. Anyone who makes ANY kind of record of folks on these boards is a fucking stalking loser. I've sold BBQ sauce to at least 30 people here. Do not have one addy on file. recorded the sale in the general ledger for tax purposes and that's it. Does not mean I'm a personal info whore for having a photographic memory. In trev's case, it just means I'm cursed.

Cursed with a burning desire ?

Dinsdale wrote:

RumpleForeskin wrote:My niece... gets a phone call from an employer of a job she interviewed for and was told that she got the job.

Glad I could make your epic evening even better for you.

And she really did earn that $9 the hard way.

It's not quite a stretch to imagine that an evening out with you would make a woman regret her cab fair.

IndyFrisco wrote:My only spreadsheet is what I remember. Anyone who makes ANY kind of record of folks on these boards is a fucking stalking loser. I've sold BBQ sauce to at least 30 people here....

That many?

Wonder how many he spit in? Or worse.