The Person With The Last Post In This Thread Wins!
- Thread starter Mineshaft
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Nope. I'm still holding down the fort.
So has everyone left yet ???
It looks like rgkv is hitting the trail though. Thailand I hear.
Bon voyage pal. Are you taking the lady with you? Thought you were going to Thailand to see the ladies.Soon as she gets me a ride, I'm outa here.....shouldn't take long
Pssst. Check her wrist. She's got your watch!
I heard the same ... only going because he is chasing up a hot lead on his missing watch ...
... hmmm-m ... was it the lead that was hot ?
hmmmmm yourself.... RG wouldn't know that was a hot lead if she said....anyways, his watch fetish is alarming!:bump:I heard the same ... only going because he is chasing up a hot lead on his missing watch ...
... hmmm-m ... was it the lead that was hot ?
Either your girl is
1. Crazy
2. A true Canadian snow bunny who thinks Thailand is too hot.
3. Willing to risk life and limb to run away from you.
I know you like a challenge rg but face it. She's not for you.
Your right... And I've rented a bigger boat and told her to GET OFF THE BOAT!!!
FYI.. I might have jumped the gun on announcing my trip to Thailand, was all excited when the trip was booked. Not leaving till April, flight booked and paid for. free accommodations in the Philippines for 18 days with a trip to Thailand for 7 days in between . All flights booked and paid=$1750 Insurance=$300 Hotel Bangkok or Pattaya= lets say $1000? Plus Maybe $700-$1000 a week play money= $6000 ?????? Sound right?
I'd suggest some set aside for Blue Cross, condoms, antibacterial creme ...
The address of some emergency health clinics would be helpful.
Come on you two. Get a room!! And the bad taste in your mouth?
The ladies say that pineapple works wonders.
No rush guys. A relationship takes time.
Regina v. The West
Newspapers talkin’ about a serial killer
Out in Toronto
They say Five-O took their time, at least ten years
Wouldn’t acknowledge a pattern cause only gays were dissapearin’
Couldn’t help thinking about Picton
And what in the hell were the VPD thinking?
But I guess nobody misses niggers and chugs; retards and faggots.
Least of all criminals. Fuck boys, might as well burn them.
Not like they would care if their boss didn’t show up cause he got dismembered
Or Bosma, whatever that twisted little Millard prick did to him
He’ll have a hard time in jail for sure, no criminal mastermind there
Best try to get tough fast or make a case for going queer
Nobody cares
There’s a late January snow on the Western plains
Listening to Miles Davis, Pharaoh’s Dance
Truly a bucket list album
The Best in the West are goin’ on trial
Being thats its the system, its all fuckin’ backwards
Really, the West is putting the system on the spot
Bad little bitch named Alberta
She came with a real crazy guy one time, trippin on meth, hallucinatin’
Swore to god the ashtray was on fire
No hesitatin’, she bagged it fast
No gag reflex, she dashes straight to the back
Respectfully, there was no grave danger
That was some paranoid schizophrenic shit
An old yarn about life along the borderline
Late January snow on the plains
The Best in The West are goin’ trial
It’s all in your head
Hey. Whats your fuckin’ problem?
Fuck you, I’m blessed. But since you asked; the system
What’s wrong with the system?
In essence, value in our society puts an emphasis on tokens
Salary usurps survival as a measure of success
Quite frankly, the system ensures a scarcity of pussy
And most of us get far less than we deserve
Meanwhile the guy on the couch is morphing into a mouse
Gets cold with a window open, hot season
Wakes up, cracks a can of coke, his hands are shaking, looks me in the eye
Says he’s craving a steak sandwich, he needs more meat
I believe him, ‘cause he freezing, like small breed dog
I imagine a chihuahua, a shopping mall and birthday cake flavoured lollipops
Called him Herby Hancock, not cause he knew how to play
But ‘cause they always found him sitting around with dick in his hand
Or that high school teacher Cox, poor man
I wonder if he still teaches?
What are you doing after lunch? Going for Cox?
Nah, skipping. I like hacky sack better than Cox
True.
Absent Insight
Jordan Peterson’s talking about old infants, its unattractive
I’m decoding the text messages
She asked where I was, said Kid Rock was at the house
And he wants his car back, but she’s got it all figured out
Clear to crazy, crazy to clear
Far from soul but strong in morals
I feel my brain, her, coming back, but those fucking sharks
And the side effects, fucking up my memory
But I can spell right now, simple words, like drugs, on a cruise
Everybody is dancing, it’s a full moon
She’s at the top of the ship’s mast in a swoon, slitting her wrists
I’m not used to looking past madness
Usually I would bend over backwards to match our energies
But she dont stop talking, a problem solver
Non stop, about needing more cum and more cock
Fine when it’s free and I need it, when I have to have it
The odd time she walks up to me and grabs it, magic
And it shows, good to the last drop
But I’m turned off by the psychotic episodes
Newspapers talkin’ about a serial killer
Out in Toronto
They say Five-O took their time, at least ten years
Wouldn’t acknowledge a pattern cause only gays were dissapearin’
Couldn’t help thinking about Picton
And what in the hell were the VPD thinking?
But I guess nobody misses niggers and chugs; retards and faggots.
Least of all criminals. Fuck boys, might as well burn them.
Not like they would care if their boss didn’t show up cause he got dismembered
Or Bosma, whatever that twisted little Millard prick did to him
He’ll have a hard time in jail for sure, no criminal mastermind there
Best try to get tough fast or make a case for going queer
Nobody cares
There’s a late January snow on the Western plains
Listening to Miles Davis, Pharaoh’s Dance
Truly a bucket list album
The Best in the West are goin’ on trial
Being thats its the system, its all fuckin’ backwards
Really, the West is putting the system on the spot
Bad little bitch named Alberta
She came with a real crazy guy one time, trippin on meth, hallucinatin’
Swore to god the ashtray was on fire
No hesitatin’, she bagged it fast
No gag reflex, she dashes straight to the back
Respectfully, there was no grave danger
That was some paranoid schizophrenic shit
An old yarn about life along the borderline
Late January snow on the plains
The Best in The West are goin’ trial
It’s all in your head
Hey. Whats your fuckin’ problem?
Fuck you, I’m blessed. But since you asked; the system
What’s wrong with the system?
In essence, value in our society puts an emphasis on tokens
Salary usurps survival as a measure of success
Quite frankly, the system ensures a scarcity of pussy
And most of us get far less than we deserve
Meanwhile the guy on the couch is morphing into a mouse
Gets cold with a window open, hot season
Wakes up, cracks a can of coke, his hands are shaking, looks me in the eye
Says he’s craving a steak sandwich, he needs more meat
I believe him, ‘cause he freezing, like small breed dog
I imagine a chihuahua, a shopping mall and birthday cake flavoured lollipops
Called him Herby Hancock, not cause he knew how to play
But ‘cause they always found him sitting around with dick in his hand
Or that high school teacher Cox, poor man
I wonder if he still teaches?
What are you doing after lunch? Going for Cox?
Nah, skipping. I like hacky sack better than Cox
True.
Absent Insight
Jordan Peterson’s talking about old infants, its unattractive
I’m decoding the text messages
She asked where I was, said Kid Rock was at the house
And he wants his car back, but she’s got it all figured out
Clear to crazy, crazy to clear
Far from soul but strong in morals
I feel my brain, her, coming back, but those fucking sharks
And the side effects, fucking up my memory
But I can spell right now, simple words, like drugs, on a cruise
Everybody is dancing, it’s a full moon
She’s at the top of the ship’s mast in a swoon, slitting her wrists
I’m not used to looking past madness
Usually I would bend over backwards to match our energies
But she dont stop talking, a problem solver
Non stop, about needing more cum and more cock
Fine when it’s free and I need it, when I have to have it
The odd time she walks up to me and grabs it, magic
And it shows, good to the last drop
But I’m turned off by the psychotic episodes
I found a quote that kind of summarizes the convoluted narrative above.
"like drugs, on a cruise"
So...Is he on a cruise and forgot his meds?...Is he on a trip on drugs?...Is it a lost Hunter S Thompson manuscript?...Why did I read more than 2 lines?
So many questions........
"like drugs, on a cruise"
So...Is he on a cruise and forgot his meds?...Is he on a trip on drugs?...Is it a lost Hunter S Thompson manuscript?...Why did I read more than 2 lines?
So many questions........
Yes, at exactly 3:45pm on Nov 25, 2018 this thread was officially closed and the last post at that point took home this vaunted title......:applouse:
