Of course in another thread. Rioting is not allowed in the anal emporium.

hammer, know that blind faith song, had to cry today?

HAMMERTOE: Of course in another thread. Rioting is not allowed in the anal emporium.

someone might slip in the BBQ sauce and lube and get hurt.
Company dick sniffer keeps walking behind me.

Looks like my Duc is going to be a New Yorker, NYC cop put a deposit on it and is coming to pick it up.

I'll keep an eye out for it

I don' t think I've ever heard it.

Can you hum a few bars?

check the tune out, i just finished the chart for it

I think it's time for Rob Graves to come back.

So take a damn vacation wib. It ain't rocket science.

To your momma's place!

Last day at work, and it's Bring Your Child to Work Day...and I have to take pictures. Joy!

So as I'm cruising over the WillyB Bridge this morning, there happens to be a nice size Trawler (maybe 40') heading north up the East River. Guess what it was named? "FREEDOM"....that image is now burned in my mind.

Ain't nothing free about a boat.

these cheese curds are not squeaking. I want my damn money back

I don't know about you guys, but I'm starting to like that American Apparel model
a little bit too much

I don't think I'll find the same bonus in my room at the Ritz as jesus found in his, but its worth a look.

It's like I'm paying more for less.

You secret agents need to lear better blind drops.

lame sauce

Why the hell you go to Jamaica? Masochism?

Why not Haiti?

Meds you can pick some spots.

Haiti? Wha?

I came down here for weddings so I was not in charge of picking the destinations.

Been fun so far.

I've spent a lot oI f time in the Carib. Jamaica is the 2nd shiathole. Haiti is first. I can not believe anyone goes there. But ignorance is bliss. Good side, you can drink/smoke enough to ignore it. That is what the locals do.

No one goes to Jamaica to help. To smoke maybe. Canes't believe people go there on vacation given all the other choices

Have to be incredibly cheap or dope smokers.

Booking a wedding there is so incredibly stupid in a whitebread way that you just can't comment.

Well, let's see. Is anyone else planning a wedding.

OK I suck. Let's go from there.

Woah, that's so un-Jax-like.

I had to make sure I didn't post that.

what changed it back?

booze or autocorrect or 50/50?

Jaxom: Haiti is first.

My sister and her husband just got back from there.
They built a church.

wib: Taking time off for little win in August. Gotta plow through.
Jamaica is fine.

You are dead to me.

In case you wondered, I am in a bad mood.

somebody needs a hug...go for a run then jerk-off, works for me

I went for a run this morning. Did wonders. I've only jerked off once all week--and even then I had to force myself (auto-rape?)--and I've only had one cigarette (and 2 cigars and 2 puffs of something else). And somehow, I'm in a great mood.

Drank a shiatload of rum and got some sun, though, which is nice.

Doing a cameo in my daughter's school production of Srven brides for seven brothers. Much good times have been had so far

I don't remember there being a part for an old, pervert in that play. Must have missed that one.

Six, to be exact. Basically, the shenanigans go on throughout the play, and everybody gets hitched at the end. Well, six fathers (the real fathers of the "brides",) accompany the brothers to the wedding. Armed. I'm father #3.

First show was last night. Well, the brides have to rush to get into wedding dresses just before the wedding scene, which is the last scene in the musical. The back zipper in My daughter's (Bride #3, of course,) dress ripped loose from the lace. They had to hurriedly find safety pins to close the rear of the dress, but it took a little too long. So, when we marched out onto stage for the wedding scene, she was nowhere to be seen. Her "fiance" looked back at me when they lined up, and all I could do was shrug my shoulders, to great comedic effect from the point of the view of the audience. They ran through the wedding vows, with him pretending she was standing there. Just as the preacher told the brothers they could kiss their brides, she ran onto the stage and basically leaped into his embrace, just as he was embracing and kissing thin air to stay "in part". The surprise on his face was priceless, and the audience cheered with approval.

I had to lol.

Hi. How are you?

High. How are you?

Get low, get low, get low.

She had them Apple-bottom jeans, the boots with the furrrrr....

Don't be.

Let's go.....
'Cause I'm feeling like I'm running
And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop
'Cause you know I gotta win everyday, day
Go!
See they really really wanna pop me
Just know that you will never flop me
And I know that I can be a little cocky...