I plan on watching reruns of that mule in the Belmont.
There is something "magestic" and "inspiring" about that jack ass.
I might even cry a little and post about it.
ps - I'm making my dog fast just in case one of Smarty's relatives where part of that dry mix.
There is something "magestic" and "inspiring" about that jack ass.
I might even cry a little and post about it.
ps - I'm making my dog fast just in case one of Smarty's relatives where part of that dry mix.
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by lander:
You could cyber in the board room with Dante again
<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
lander...the gay references again??? man have got to stop!! you will scare the general prison population!! stay in the closet please sir
always a constant here at the RX....
Ken guarentees plays
Lander references something on the GAY side of the fence
You could cyber in the board room with Dante again
lander...the gay references again??? man have got to stop!! you will scare the general prison population!! stay in the closet please sir
always a constant here at the RX....
Ken guarentees plays
Lander references something on the GAY side of the fence
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by THE SHRINK:
Dante,
Please don't make fun of someone just because he is "gay!"
And this is how I am supposed to spend my Saturday?<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
you are correct ken...my bad.. I should have added when I referenced Lander as being gay that "Not that there is anything wrong with that Lander" you are entitled to be gay Sir
Dante,
Please don't make fun of someone just because he is "gay!"
And this is how I am supposed to spend my Saturday?<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
you are correct ken...my bad.. I should have added when I referenced Lander as being gay that "Not that there is anything wrong with that Lander" you are entitled to be gay Sir
This is a TRUE story that happened to Lander...
Since I am bored, I will share it with all of you guys....
There was an OLD married couple that had lived happily together for nearly forty years.
The only friction in their marriage was caused by her husband Lander's habit of breaking wind nearly every morning as he awoke.
The noise would always wake up Lander's wife and the smell would cause her eyes to water as she would choke and gasp for air.
Nearly every morning she would plead with Lander to stop ripping such nasty farts.
Lander told her that he couldn't help it. She begged him to see a doctor to see if anything could be done, but Lander wouldn't hear of it.
Lander told her that it was just a natural bodily function and then he would laugh in her face as she tried to wave the fumes away with her hands.
She told him that there was nothing natural about it and if he didn't stop, he was one day going to "fart his guts out."
The years went by and Lander's wife continued to suffer and Lander continued to ignore her warnings about "farting his guts out" until one Thanksgiving morning.
Before dawn, Lander's wife went downstairs to prepare the family feast. She fixed pumpkin pie, mashed potatoes, gravy and of course a turkey. While she was taking out the turkey's innards, a thought occurred to Lander's wife as to how she might solve her husband's problem.
With a devilish grin on her face, she placed the turkey guts into a bowl and quietly walked
upstairs hours before her flatulent husband would awake. While Lander was still soundly asleep, she pulled back the covers and then gently pulled back Lander's jockey shorts. She then placed all of the turkey guts into Lander's underwear, pulled them up, replaced the covers and tiptoed back downstairs to finish preparing the family meal.
Several hours later she heard Lander awake with his normal loud ass-trumpeting. This was soon followed by a blood curdling scream and the sound of frantic footsteps as Lander ran to the upstairs bathroom.
Lander's wife could not control herself and her eyes began to tear up as she rolled on the floor laughing.
After years of putting up with him, she had finally gotten even!
About twenty minutes later, Lander came downstairs in his blood stained underpants with a look of horror in his eyes. She bit her lip to keep from laughing and she
asked him what was wrong.
He said, "Honey, you were right - all those years you warned me and I didn't listen to you"
"What do you mean?" asked his wife.
"Well you always told me that I would end up farting my guts out one of these days and today it finally happened.
But by the grace of God and these two fingers,... I think I got'em all back in!!!"
Since I am bored, I will share it with all of you guys....
There was an OLD married couple that had lived happily together for nearly forty years.
The only friction in their marriage was caused by her husband Lander's habit of breaking wind nearly every morning as he awoke.
The noise would always wake up Lander's wife and the smell would cause her eyes to water as she would choke and gasp for air.
Nearly every morning she would plead with Lander to stop ripping such nasty farts.
Lander told her that he couldn't help it. She begged him to see a doctor to see if anything could be done, but Lander wouldn't hear of it.
Lander told her that it was just a natural bodily function and then he would laugh in her face as she tried to wave the fumes away with her hands.
She told him that there was nothing natural about it and if he didn't stop, he was one day going to "fart his guts out."
The years went by and Lander's wife continued to suffer and Lander continued to ignore her warnings about "farting his guts out" until one Thanksgiving morning.
Before dawn, Lander's wife went downstairs to prepare the family feast. She fixed pumpkin pie, mashed potatoes, gravy and of course a turkey. While she was taking out the turkey's innards, a thought occurred to Lander's wife as to how she might solve her husband's problem.
With a devilish grin on her face, she placed the turkey guts into a bowl and quietly walked
upstairs hours before her flatulent husband would awake. While Lander was still soundly asleep, she pulled back the covers and then gently pulled back Lander's jockey shorts. She then placed all of the turkey guts into Lander's underwear, pulled them up, replaced the covers and tiptoed back downstairs to finish preparing the family meal.
Several hours later she heard Lander awake with his normal loud ass-trumpeting. This was soon followed by a blood curdling scream and the sound of frantic footsteps as Lander ran to the upstairs bathroom.
Lander's wife could not control herself and her eyes began to tear up as she rolled on the floor laughing.
After years of putting up with him, she had finally gotten even!
About twenty minutes later, Lander came downstairs in his blood stained underpants with a look of horror in his eyes. She bit her lip to keep from laughing and she
asked him what was wrong.
He said, "Honey, you were right - all those years you warned me and I didn't listen to you"
"What do you mean?" asked his wife.
"Well you always told me that I would end up farting my guts out one of these days and today it finally happened.
But by the grace of God and these two fingers,... I think I got'em all back in!!!"
