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Hey Phil....where'd ya find this retard?
If you couldn't sue the guy what makes you think you'll get criminal charges?
How do you know those are his alias?
So...what are you saying he did?
It don't take 18-24 months to get arrested...
Hate crimes, class action suit....gtfo....whats it gonna be, criminal or civil? make up your mind....
What do you mean "hate crimes"....post some facts, I think you're full of shit, back it up!
Subject: Choices in Life
An old southern country preacher had a teenage son, and it was getting time the boy should give some thought to choosing a profession. Like many young men, the boy didn't really know what he wanted to do, and he didn't seem too concerned about it.
One day, while the boy was away at school, his father decided to try an experiment. He went into the boy's room and placed on his study table four objects:
- a Bible,
- a silver dollar,
- a bottle of whisky and
- a Playboy magazine
"I'll just hide behind the door," the old preacher said to himself, "when he comes home from school this afternoon, I'll see which object he picks up. If it's the Bible, he's going to be a preacher like me, and what a blessing that would be! If he picks up the dollar, he's going to be a businessman, and that would be okay, too. But if he picks up the bottle, he's going to be a no-good drunkard, and, Lord, what a shame that would be. And worst of all, if he picks up that magazine he's gonna be a skirt-chasin' bum."
The old man waited anxiously, and soon heard his son's footsteps as he entered the house whistling and headed for his room. The boy tossed his books on the bed, and as he turned to leave the room he spotted the objects on the table. With curiosity in his eye, he walked over to inspect them.
Finally, he picked up the Bible and placed it under his arm. He picked up the silver dollar and dropped it into his pocket. He uncorked the bottle and took a big drink while he admired this month's Centerfold.
"Lord have mercy," the old preacher disgustedly whispered, "he's gonna be a Congressman!"
Subject: Choices in Life
An old southern country preacher had a teenage son, and it was getting time the boy should give some thought to choosing a profession. Like many young men, the boy didn't really know what he wanted to do, and he didn't seem too concerned about it.
One day, while the boy was away at school, his father decided to try an experiment. He went into the boy's room and placed on his study table four objects:
- a Bible,
- a silver dollar,
- a bottle of whisky and
- a Playboy magazine
"I'll just hide behind the door," the old preacher said to himself, "when he comes home from school this afternoon, I'll see which object he picks up. If it's the Bible, he's going to be a preacher like me, and what a blessing that would be! If he picks up the dollar, he's going to be a businessman, and that would be okay, too. But if he picks up the bottle, he's going to be a no-good drunkard, and, Lord, what a shame that would be. And worst of all, if he picks up that magazine he's gonna be a skirt-chasin' bum."
The old man waited anxiously, and soon heard his son's footsteps as he entered the house whistling and headed for his room. The boy tossed his books on the bed, and as he turned to leave the room he spotted the objects on the table. With curiosity in his eye, he walked over to inspect them.
Finally, he picked up the Bible and placed it under his arm. He picked up the silver dollar and dropped it into his pocket. He uncorked the bottle and took a big drink while he admired this month's Centerfold.
"Lord have mercy," the old preacher disgustedly whispered, "he's gonna be a Congressman!"
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Hey Forrest....I think you should implement a happy hour for the beer board Monday through Friday, just like a watering hole for the drunken lush's this would be for the criminally stock insane.
Whats the matta with you?
Dude?
He wishes...
It's at the bottom...that'll keep ya busy!
That wasn't my back yard, I was referring to the propane tank in the pic, gonna make a back yard smoker out of it....and a huge trailer mounted one with the other tank...
I never really thought about it.....what say ye?
It's cold here too....6:53pm the front and back doors are open and the ceiling fan is on....brrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Yup...bottom of the barrel.
I know, that was pretty foul....sorry Fhil!
They might miss a pop or two, but all in all it's not worth the risk...in the toilet dude!
carlos
wuss....
Everyone is...never stopped ya before....
Did you call him and rub it in some more?
my points are 863
Here's my pics for the Daytona 500
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Yea...my picks are coming up.
Fhil just pm'd me...He wants you to ban him until tomorrow, he wants it done right now!
I second that motion...go for it!
Newly....I didn't see if you had posted that you tried new cables?
A woman scanned the guests at a party and spotted an attractive man standing alone. She approached him.
"My name is Carmen," she told him.
"That's a beautiful name," he replied, "Is it a family name?"
"No," she replied. "I gave it to myself. It reflects the things I like most -- cars and men."
"What's your name?" she asked him.
"Beertits." he said.
Who's Alexis and what are you waiting for...by the way?