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  • Ammunition Is Getting Scarce ...



    This morning I lucked out and was able to buy several cases of ammo.
    On the way home, I stopped at the gas station where a drop-dead gorgeous
    blonde was filling up her car at the next pump.

    She looked at the ammo in the back of my Jeep Grand Cherokee and said in a very

    sexy voice, "I'm a true believer in barter, big boy".
    "Would you be interested in trading sex for ammo?"

    I thought a few seconds and asked her, "what kinda ammo ya got???”



    I've got a Tiger by the tail.

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    • Originally posted by JonPop View Post
      Ammunition Is Getting Scarce ...



      This morning I lucked out and was able to buy several cases of ammo.
      On the way home, I stopped at the gas station where a drop-dead gorgeous
      blonde was filling up her car at the next pump.

      She looked at the ammo in the back of my Jeep Grand Cherokee and said in a very

      sexy voice, "I'm a true believer in barter, big boy".
      "Would you be interested in trading sex for ammo?"

      I thought a few seconds and asked her, "what kinda ammo ya got???”

      YES!!!! lol
      You never slow down, you never grow old!

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        How does the song go? I'm only human, of flesh and blood and made......
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        • Originally posted by Jay1983 View Post
          Originally posted by JonPop View Post
          YES!!!! lol
          Agreed! Awesome joke JP!
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          “Real living is living for others.” [Bruce Lee]

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          • nice jokes man really got me rolling & laughing out loud ))))

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            • The Bagpiper.

              As a bagpiper, I’m often called upon to play at weddings, military events, and funerals. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a grave side service for a homeless man. The man had no family or friends, so
              the service was set at the county pauper’s cemetery in the Kentucky back woods.


              I was not familiar with the backwoods and soon found myself lost. Being a typical man I didn’t stop to ask for directions. I finally arrived an hour late – the staff from the funeral home was long gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight.


              There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch. I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down. The vault lid was already in place. I didn’t know
              what else to do, so I started to play….


              The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man.


              And as I played ‘Amazing Grace,’ the workers began to weep.


              They wept. I wept. We all wept together.


              When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car.


              Though my head hung low my heart was full.


              As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, “I never seen nothin’ like that before and I’ve been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.”
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              • Imac you are killing me. Love it!
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                • If I had 10 cookies and you took half.
                  Do you know what you'd have?

                  That's right, a black eye and a broken hand.
                  On a break from the forum
                  imac's Phallosan Forte Progress Log
                  Pelvic Floor Balance
                  Confusion With Reverse Kegels

                  Reverse Kegel Breathing (Meditative Reverse Kegels)

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                  • Originally posted by imac View Post
                    If I had 10 cookies and you took half.
                    Do you know what you'd have?

                    That's right, a black eye and a broken hand.
                    He/she must be a Latin Lad/Lass.
                    ​Mrs. L4M
                    BDSM Safe, Sane & Consensual
                    Hubby's Routine

                    BPEL 6.5 +1.5 ~>8.0 02/2013
                    MEG. 4.7 +1.3 ~>6.0 03/2013

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                    • You get the picture. Still grinning. Also Ex-wife not quite so friendly I can relate
                      ​SMay

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                      • Lol.
                        ( I have never recorded my progress, but I have never forgotten where I started. )
                        Before ever starting PE 2010: BPEL:6", EG:4.3"-4.4"
                        As of 6/14/13: NBPEL:6.9", BPEL:7.3", MEG:4.9" BEG:5.3"
                        Goal: NBPEL:7.5", MEG:5.5", BEG: 5.5"+

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                        • THE GOLFING NUN........


                          A nun walks into Mother Superior's office and plunks down into a chair. She lets out a sigh heavy with frustration.



                          'What troubles you, Sister?' asked the Mother Superior.
                          'I thought this was the day you spent with your family.'

                          'It was,' sighed the Sister. 'And I went to play golf with my brother.
                          We try to play golf as often as we can.
                          You know I was quite a talented golfer before I devoted my life to Christ.'

                          'I seem to recall that,' the Mother Superior agreed.
                          'So I take it your day of recreation was not relaxing?'
                          'Far from it,' snorted the Sister.
                          'In fact, I even took the Lord's name in vain today!'
                          'Goodness, Sister!' gasped the Mother Superior, astonished.
                          'You must tell me all about it!'
                          'Well, we were on the fifth tee... and this hole is a monster,
                          Mother -540 yard Par 5, with a nasty dogleg right and a hidden green...
                          and I hit the drive of my life.
                          I creamed it. The sweetest swing I ever made.
                          And it's flying straight and true, right along the line I wanted...
                          and it hits a bird in mid-flight!'
                          'Oh my!' commiserated the Mother.
                          'How unfortunate! But surely that didn't make you blaspheme, Sister!'
                          'No, that wasn't it,' admitted Sister. 'While I was still trying to fathom what had happened, this squirrel runs out of the woods, grabs my ball and runs off down the fairway!'
                          'Oh, that would have made me blaspheme!' sympathized the Mother.
                          'But I didn't, Mother!' sobbed the Sister.
                          'And I was so proud of myself! And while I was pondering whether this was a sign from God, this hawk swoops out of the sky and grabs the squirrel and flies off, with my ball still clutched in his paws!'
                          'So that's when you cursed,' said the Mother with a knowing smile.
                          'Nope, that wasn't it either,' cried the Sister, anguished,
                          'because as the hawk started to fly out of sight, the squirrel started struggling, and the hawk dropped him right there on the green, and the ball popped out of his paws and rolled to about 18 inches from the cup!'
                          Mother Superior sat back in her chair, folded her arms across her chest,
                          fixed the Sister with a baleful stare and said...





                          'You missed the fucking putt, didn't you?'

                          I've got a Tiger by the tail.

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                            "A negative mind will never get you a positive life.”

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                            • Originally posted by Frog72 View Post
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                              I just love it!!!!
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                              Hubby's Routine

                              BPEL 6.5 +1.5 ~>8.0 02/2013
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                                Bondage.
                                Some people call it domestic violence.
                                We call it foreplay.
                                Got cuffs? GAME ON!

                                My routine and gains.

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