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abyssbecomesme:
hottest. porn. ever.
flygirl:
I wish I could hibernate through the month of Dec. I am envious.
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Di Xi, who lived in Zhongshan, could make a liquor one cup of which was enough to get one drunk for a thousand days. There lived in the same prefecture a man called Liu Xuanshi, who, being a heavy drinker, went to Di to ask for it. "This brew is not yet ready," said Di. "I dare not give any to you." "Just one cup,...
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thecowboy:
woah. those chinese...love to party.
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trying to jack off with Silent Night in the background is impossible.
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i bought Geek Love about a month ago.. i carried it to work.. i masked it with a bandana so know one knew what i was reading.. i read about 20 pages and i couldnt get through it at work.. took it home read about 2 pages.. and now that i have a lot of free time i was like hey i will finish it...
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abyssbecomesme:
heh heh that's funny that you covered it with a bandanna so nobody could see what it was.
whiskeyfightpit:
Don't listen to other people. We/They are always fucking wrong. There is no phrase more appropriate than APOCALYPSE NOW.

They need to bring back Crystal Clear Pepsi.
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whiskeyfightpit:
Plans are overrated. I like showing up to people's houses with a bottle of Old Forester and giant foam hats. Especially if I haven't seen them in years. Try it. Everyone usually digs that approach except the particular persons significant other whom is usually a "prude" or "youthfull go-getter not pleased with drunken bachelor tom foolery".

I'm better on paper, too. Nothing to be ashamed of. I always come off like John Candy in Stripes in person.
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In Hiddestorf, not too long ago, there lived a widow who every Sunday was miraculously able to cook the most delicious meals. By the time that the servant girls had gone to church in the morning, she had not yet made a fire, had not cleaned the vegetables, and had not even fetched any meat. But by the time church was finished, the best meal...
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70 / The Three Sons of Fortune
A father once called his three sons before him, and he gave to the first a cock, to the second a scythe, and to the third a cat. "I am already aged," said he, "my death is nigh, and I have wished to take thought for you before my end; money I have not, and what I now...
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i had to use my sexual ID to account for a missing record of my birth. my father loves to drive me around when it comes to things dealing with cars.

my sexual ID is broken into 2. one that is kept at the sexually oriented buisness and the other you keep on you.. one says sexual and the other one blabs you social security...
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naja_haje:
The Great Black Tar Jingo Jango.

Sometimes I wish I was back in Big Bend with an Astro Van full of brick and peyote, walking in to bogias with giant targets on our wallets.
zenhell: