nah. Typically what?

BTW: The Vodka Boy pic in your gallery, is that you?

Er, yes. Do I need to say sorry..............?

redrus

nah mate.. Good pic. If I get some money in soon, I´ll scan in a pic of mine and show you why I aasked you.

nah mate.. Good pic. If I get some money in soon, I´ll scan in a pic of mine and show you why I aasked you.

>.................................?????

redrus

patience... Need money first.

patience... Need money first.

Pimp....................

redrus

feel more like a whore at the moment.

Only nobody´s buying my product!

######, send me some, I'll take your product.....!!!!!

redrus

response to redrus´s request re sending product ....(forgot to quote you)

erm....

I think some of you can guess why... I´m back off to the Wagon Diary...

I have often lived with little money and once upon a time having found myself in that situation I acquired a bicycle or $1 US at a yard sale. It was really really ugly and old but it would shift into five gears and the breaks did stop it....eventually....so it was functinal enough to ride so I was very happy buy it. I figured I should lock up the bike so that the local kids didn't take it for a joy ride and then dump it so I splurged and bought a plastic sheathed cable made especially for locking bikes and I already had a really cheap lock so I was set. Everything on the bike worked fine and I rode it for about two months without having to repair anything....and then....one day....I went out to ride my bike. I got out my key to unlock it and then I noticed something....the lock and the cable were gone.....but the thief hadn't bothered to take the bicycle!!!

INDIAN WITH ONE TESTICLE

There once was a Red Indian whose given name was "Onestone".

So named because he had only one testicle.

He hated that name and asked everyone not to call him Onestone. After years and years of torment, Onestone finally cracked and said, "If anyone calls me Onestone again I will kill them!"

The word got around and nobody called him that any more. Then one day a young woman named Blue Bird forgot and said, "Good morning, Onestone."

He jumped up, grabbed her and took her deep into the forest where he made love to her all day and all night. He made love to her all the next day, until Blue Bird died from exhaustion.

The word got around that Onestone meant what he promised he would do.

Years went by and no one dared call him by his given name until a woman named Yellow Bird returned to the village after being away for many years.

Yellow Bird, who was Blue Bird's cousin, was overjoyed when she saw Onestone. She hugged him and said, "Good to see you, Onestone." Onestone grabbed her, took her deep into the forest, then he made love to her all day, made love to her all night, made love to her all the next day, made love to her all the next night, but Yellow Bird wouldn't die!

What is the moral of this story?????............................

OH, come on...take a guess! ..

Think about it

(You're going to love this!)

And the moral is.

You can't kill two birds with one stone!!

Drum roll PLease!

But is it a true story?

Ah HAH!

I was looking around the internet the other day and found this headline:

"Making Radioactive Scorpion Venom Safe "

Really........I did......here's the link:

http://www.aip.org/pnu/2006/split/782-1.html

chow, were you looking for my ec girlfriends home page?

I was looking around the internet the other day and found this headline:

"Making Radioactive Scorpion Venom Safe "

Really........I did......here's the link:

http://www.aip.org/pnu/2006/split/782-1.html

chow, were you looking for my ec girlfriends home page?

Crazy but, true.........

redrus

So I sold my arse and paid my rent... thankfully the young nymph only wanted the front side.

You may have heard of fishermen who like to do what is called "catch and release". The idea is that there aren't enough fish to go around if every time you caught one you killed it so the ideas is that if you catch them and release them afterwords then someone else can have the thrill of catching it another day. Well....the crazy black dog that likes to like the bull's nostrils does this too. Nahm Poo (that's his name) caught a lizard today and while I was watching he carried the lizard over to the water filled rice paddy and intentinally dropped it into the water (about 15 centimetres deep) and then plunged his entire head underwater to root out the lizard from the mud in the bottom ...Nahm Poo...Psycho Dog of the North!

I´ve gotta meet this dog one day!

Share techniques and stuff.... Bull nose licking etc...

I´ve gotta meet this dog one day!

Share techniques and stuff.... Bull nose licking etc...

For sure!!! Nahm Poo is pretty limber and flexible and I bet he could show you lots of good angles for getting at the "etc." part of your interests!!!

I´ve always wondered exactly HOW dogs get to their balls.....

I´ve always wondered exactly HOW dogs get to their balls.....

Right, well, okay.

I´ve always wondered exactly HOW dogs get to their balls.....

Right, well, okay.

:off topic:

redrus

Jai Dee's animal love must be infectous.

You can't beat a bit of off topic spam.............

redrus

redrus.. I must confess, you make excellent use of the milies.

The smilies, I mean.

redrus.. I must confess, you make excellent use of the milies.

The smilies, I mean.

Do you reckon I might've been pished...........

redrus

nah... You??? Never..... .

Dude, I've been off the sauce for 15 hours now.....!!!!

redrus

23 days. the odd few drinks, but not pished once in 23 days.... Bored, but feel good though.

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23 days. the odd few drinks, but not pished once in 23 days.... Bored? Get a hobbie, like growing hair. Seriously though, find something that takes up time that you like. , but feel good though.

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yeah. I started getting my website in shape (only starting, mind you.. I´ve a lot to learn about website design) get the email system working so we can have our own names.. ie: [email protected] for example... Playing music, and writing more often. Oh, and I´m getting one of those new fangled thingies... Wotsit? You know, where you sit in the sun for a bit and your skin gets a little more bronzed.

Never had realised how pale I´d been for quite a long time.