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 | pythunder from a 20 year Vet , to all the vet's, brothers - sisters- parents of vets , i want to thank you, we stand for alot, weather or |
Introduction:
45 year old military based man, jack of all trades, rides a redone 2002 harley 1200 sportser, like camping, hunting fishing, own a 2005 F150 four door red truck, still in army. after 19 years,i still must be crazy, but i luv my crazy life. ask away i am a pretty much open book.horror or comic book, depending how you look at it.
I just love how people can twist ideas and thoughts out on context, but as my grandpa use to tell me, if y'all gonna tell a story about me, come to me first to get the facts right - lmao. WELL THIS GOES TO THE PEOPLE WHO RUN WILD WITH CRAZY THOUGHTS AND RUMORS, IF YOU DON'T KNOW ME PERSONALLY, SHUT THE HELL UP,
its that one ride, that one camping trip, that one house, that one person that makes all worth while, until that moment comes in ones life, its just time and memories
Twas the night before Christmas, and Geez it was neat, The kids were both gone, and my wife was in heat. The doors were all bolted, the phone off the hook, It was time for some nooky, by hook or by crook. Momma in her teddy, and I in the nude, Had just hit the bedroom and reached for the lube. When out on the lawn there arose such a cry, That I lost my boner and poor momma went dry. Up to the window I sprang like an elf, Tore back the shade while she played with herself. The moon on the crest of the snowman we'd built, Shoved a broom up his ass, clean up to the hilt. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a rusty old sleigh and eight mangy reindeer. With a fat little driver, half out of his sled, A sock in his ear, and a bra on his head. Sure as I'm speaking, he was as high as a kite. And he yelled to his team, but it didn't sound right, Whoa Shithead, whoa Asshole, whoa Stupid, Whoa Putz, Either slow down this rig or I'll cut off your nuts. Look out for the lamp post, and don't hit the tree, Quit shaking the sleigh, 'cause I gotta go pee. They cleared the old lamppost, the tree got a rub, Just as Santa leaned out and threw up on my shrub. And then from the roof we heard such a clatter, As each little reindeer now emptied his bladder. I was donning my jacket to cover my ass, When down the chimney Santa came with a crash. His suit was all smelly with perfume galore, He looked like a bum and he smelled like a whore. "That was some brothel," he said with a smile, "The reindeer are pooped, and I'll just stay here awhile." He walked to the kitchen, poured himself a drink, Then whipped out his pecker and pissed in the sink. I started to laugh, my wife smiled with glee, The old boy was hung nearly down to his knee. Back in the den, Santa reached in his sack, But his toys were all gone, and some new things were packed. The first thing he found was a pair of false tits, The next was a handgun with a penis that spits. Then a box filled with condoms was Santa's next find, And six pairs of panties, the edible kind. A bra without nipples, a penis extension, And several other things that I shouldn't even mention. A cock ring, a G-string, and all types of oil, A dildo so long, it lay in a coil. "This stuff ain't for kids, Mrs Santa will shit, So I'll leave 'em here, and then I'll just split." He filled every stocking and then took his leave, With one tiny butt plug tucked under his sleeve. He sprang to his sleigh, but his feet were like lead, Thus he fell on his ass and broke wind instead. In time he was seated, took the reins of his hitch, Saying, "Take me home Rudolph, this night's been a bitch!" The sleigh was near gone when we heard Santa shout, "The best thing about sex is that it never wears out!" Hope you have a restful Sunday....
my fav quote , goes as follows
SOME GIRLS BEG - SOME GIRLS BORROW SOME GIRLS BRING JOY - SOME GIRLS BRING SORROW SOME GIRLS LEAD AND SOME GIRL FOLLOW BUT THE BEST DAMN GIRLS SUCK AND SWALLOW
Maintain A Healthy Level Of Insanity
1. At Lunch Time, Sit In Your Parked Car With Sunglasses on and point a Hair Dryer At Passing Cars. See If They Slow Down.
2. Page Yourself Over The Intercom. Don’t Disguise Your Voice!
3. Every Time Someone Asks You To Do Something, ask If They Want Fries with that.
5. Put Decaf In The Coffee Maker For 3 Weeks. Once Everyone has Gotten Over Their Caffeine Addictions, Switch to Espresso.
6. In the Memo Field Of All Your Checks, Write ’For Marijuana ’
7. Finish All Your sentences with ’In Accordance With The Prophecy’
9. Skip down the hall Rather Than Walk, and see how many looks you get.
10. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat, with a serious face.
11. Specify That Your Drive-through Order Is ’To Go’.
12. Sing Along At The Opera.
14. Put Mosquito Netting Around Your Work Area and Play tropical Sounds All Day.
15. Five Days In Advance, Tell Your Friends You Can’t Attend Their Party Because You have a headache.
17. When The Money Comes Out The ATM, Scream ’I Won! I Won!’
18. When Leaving the Zoo, Start Running towards the Parking lot, Yelling ’Run For Your Lives! They’re Loose!’
19. Tell Your Children Over Dinner, ’Due To The Economy, We Are Going To Have To Let One Of You Go. ’
20. And The Final Way To Keep A Healthy Level Of Insanity.
Send This E-mail To Someone To Make Them Smile.
It’s Called .. THERAPY
7 Kinds of Sex. It's Funny, Honey! What Kind Are You Getting?Results of a recent research study show that there are 7 kinds of sex. The 1st kind of sex is called: Smurf Sex. This kind of sex happens when you first meet someone and you both have sex until you are blue in the face. The 2nd kind of sex is called: Kitchen Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for a short time and you are so needy you will have sex anywhere, even in the kitchen. The 3rd kind of sex is called: Bedroom Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for a long time. Your sex has gotten routine and you usually have sex only in your bedroom. The 4th kind of sex is called: Hallway Sex This is when you have been with your partner for too long. When you pass each other in the hallway you both say "screw you." The 5th kind of sex is called: Religious Sex. Which means you get Nun in the morning, Nun in the afternoon and Nun at night.(Very Popular) The 6th kind is called Courtroom Sex. This is when you cannot stand your wife any more. She takes you to court and screws you in front of everyone. And; Last, but not least, The 7th kind of sex is called: Social Security Sex. You get a little each month. But not enough to enjoy your self.
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Favorite Quotes:
Relationships...How true is this??
If a someone wants you, nothing can keep them away.
If he/she doesn't want you, nothing can make them stay.
Stop making excuses for a he or she and behavior.
Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.
Stop ! trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be.
Slower is better.
Never live your life for a person before you find what makes you truly happy.
If a relationship ends because the person was not treating you as you deserve
then heck no, you can't "be friends." A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend.
Don't settle. If you feel like he/she is stringing you along, then he/she probably is.
Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at yourself
a year later for staying when things are not better.
The only person you can control in a relationship is you.
Always have your own set of friends separate from his/hers.
Maintain boundaries in how a person treats you.
If something bothers you, speak up.
Never let a person know everything. they will use it against you later.
You cannot change a person's behavior. Change comes from within.
Don't EVER make he/she feel he is more important than you are...even if he/she has
more education or in a better job. Do not make him/her into a quasi-god.
he/her is a person, nothing more nothing less.
Never let a person define who you are.
A person will only treat you the way you ALLOW they to treat you.
You should not be the one doing all the bending...compromise is a two-way street.
You need time to heal between relationships...there is nothing cute about
baggage... deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship
You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you...a relationship consists
of two WHOLE individuals...look for someone complimentary...not supplementary.
Dating is fun...even if he/she doesn't turn out to be Mr.Mrs Right.
Make they miss you sometimes...when a person always know where you are, and your always readily available to they takes it for granted.
Don't fully commit to a person who doesn't give you everything that you need.
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