??? One of these does not appear in his statement. Declaration, meant to soothe any not comfortable with sexual orientation. Of themselves or others. God like Decrees can be difficult:angel:.
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BigRooster
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If sex is like riding a bicycle. Whenever I get that opportunity again. I may need elbow and knee pads and a helmet.
Tamora
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Couldn't you "yanks" get a better car than a bleedin' Fiat to ferry my man the Pope around town? 
jockinthebox
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Couldn't you "yanks" get a better car than a bleedin' Fiat to ferry my man the Pope around town?
ALL the GM products have been recalled :bad: (LOL)!
Tamora
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I hope you've all been to Confession today...I have! :becky:
An old man enters a confessional and proudly exclaims, "Father, I have to tell you what happened to me last night. I'm 90 years old, and I made love to two 18-year-old women for eight hours!"
The stern priest replies, "That is a sin. I will have to give you a penance."
"Father, you can't give me a penance."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm Jewish."
The perplexed Father asks, "Then why are you telling me?"
"I'm telling everyone!"
An old man enters a confessional and proudly exclaims, "Father, I have to tell you what happened to me last night. I'm 90 years old, and I made love to two 18-year-old women for eight hours!"
The stern priest replies, "That is a sin. I will have to give you a penance."
"Father, you can't give me a penance."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm Jewish."
The perplexed Father asks, "Then why are you telling me?"
"I'm telling everyone!"
Tamora
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Why is it that foods that are good for you like broccoli, Brussels sprouts and cabbage taste like shite and stuff that is bad for you like Snickers bars, ice cream and potato crisps taste like heaven?
At the moment I have an addiction for Austrian smoked cheese...maybe I'm pregnant!
At the moment I have an addiction for Austrian smoked cheese...maybe I'm pregnant!
Kenya main export is tea and coffee. I guess that stuff stays in that region. Has anyone seen African coffee or tea in the USA in regular grocery stores or Walmart?
Interesting
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BigRooster
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No I had NO idea about their coffee or tea. I'm really not into it. I drink expresso
I'll buy some and see what it's all about.
Side bar. I just really like my kid. This person is so funny. So smart. So forgiving ( I can be a bitch sometimes in my delivery)
I'm proud of him. I pray God lets him stay on Earth for longer than me. He makes life better. <3
I'll buy some and see what it's all about.
Side bar. I just really like my kid. This person is so funny. So smart. So forgiving ( I can be a bitch sometimes in my delivery)
I'm proud of him. I pray God lets him stay on Earth for longer than me. He makes life better. <3
we've gotta be forgiving of our moms, LOL! they can be a pain sometimes, but knowing they're the ones that took care of us when we were a LITERAL pain in their bodies, makes it a little easier.
My mom and I laugh all the time. Even when we fight, we end up laughing. Gonna miss her a lot when she's gone
My mom and I laugh all the time. Even when we fight, we end up laughing.
Gonna miss her a lot when she's gone There were two shootings on my campus in one semester when I was in Grad School. I'm not so much freaked out as I am annoyed by the their frequency.
I'm glad I wasn't killed as one of them happened about 100 yards from my class window while I was in it.
Tamora
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So...I decided to go to a different barbers today because my regular one was jam packed with a big queue of people waiting for a haircut and i couldn't be arsed to hang around.
I found one down the road that was relatively empty and got seated in the barbers chair straight away...all good so far I thought!
It was an Italian woman that was cutting my hair and we started talking about families and kids and divorce and whatnot. Anyway, she was VERY chatty and talked all the way through without barely taking a breath. As she was cutting my hair she seemed to be very precise with her scissors and I thought to myself, "Yep...she seems to cut hair well." Half an hour later and she's still chatting to me and cutting away seeming to take even more care and being even more precise with her scissors. The precision and care she took got greater and greater as the time went on and on and on. She continued to chat away telling me her whole life story from her childhood in Italy to her divorce to her 16 year old son who was into mechanics but then changed his mind and decided to join the army then changed his mind because he was into weightlifting and the army recruitment officer told him that he needed to concentrate on cardio more because that's what the army wanted rather than bulk so because of that he changed his mind again and decided he still wanted to go into engineering but he can't find an apprenticeship but he's a good boy and looks after his mum but even though he's a good boy she still has to clean up after him and do his washing and ironing and cooking but she would never say never about getting married again because she would like to be married again but she's also happy with her own space too and she likes watching football and gets very excited and jumps up and down when she's watching it on the TV and on and on and on and on and on. Finally, almost an hour later she had finished cutting precisely every single hair on my head one by one individually.
I AM NOW FRIGGIN' BALD!!!
I found one down the road that was relatively empty and got seated in the barbers chair straight away...all good so far I thought!
It was an Italian woman that was cutting my hair and we started talking about families and kids and divorce and whatnot. Anyway, she was VERY chatty and talked all the way through without barely taking a breath. As she was cutting my hair she seemed to be very precise with her scissors and I thought to myself, "Yep...she seems to cut hair well." Half an hour later and she's still chatting to me and cutting away seeming to take even more care and being even more precise with her scissors. The precision and care she took got greater and greater as the time went on and on and on. She continued to chat away telling me her whole life story from her childhood in Italy to her divorce to her 16 year old son who was into mechanics but then changed his mind and decided to join the army then changed his mind because he was into weightlifting and the army recruitment officer told him that he needed to concentrate on cardio more because that's what the army wanted rather than bulk so because of that he changed his mind again and decided he still wanted to go into engineering but he can't find an apprenticeship but he's a good boy and looks after his mum but even though he's a good boy she still has to clean up after him and do his washing and ironing and cooking but she would never say never about getting married again because she would like to be married again but she's also happy with her own space too and she likes watching football and gets very excited and jumps up and down when she's watching it on the TV and on and on and on and on and on. Finally, almost an hour later she had finished cutting precisely every single hair on my head one by one individually.
I AM NOW FRIGGIN' BALD!!!
