Hey what happened to all that stuff we just wrote?????? He I put alot of thought into that deep sensitive stuff I said. OH!!!!!!!!! UH Oh! Do I have the editors edition of Maxim…..OOOOPPPPPPSSSSS Sorry forget the first part of the message.
I’m going to start my own Olympic competition in boob bouncing. I’ll be the first athlete to ever compete who does not need a boob job. I figure I’ll win the gold, cuz anyone with bigger breasts than mine will be disqualified for knocking themselves into a coma.
I should come up with an Olympic games guidebook, only the games will be ones that no one has ever heard of. I will make up all of the rules. I’ll need a name change, since Olympics is already taken. Once I figure out the games and rules, I will send the guidebook to each country and tell them to start training their athletes to compete in three years. That way no one will feel rushed, and the training will be extensive enough that all will have a fair chance at winning.
Of course, I will really win all of the events, since I made them up. I will take home every gold for the first year of competition, after that I will calmly step down and leave records to be broken…which will never happen since no one will dare to beat the records that the founder has set.
I wish, he’s got me dying from suspense. Saturday, he says, “I think you…” looks at my chest and says nevermind, I’ll tell you later. Now he won’t tell me what he was thinking, just says it’s a compliment. I said I wouldn’t blog about it if you told me, but damn D, I never said I would blog about it until you spilled the beans. Come on boys, apply some pressure and help me out here.
Richard Pryor? Like see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil type of bullshit? Just have wicked thoughts, as long as no one knows about them it’s all good. But damn it, I want to know the thoughts that pertain to me, lol.
I had so little faith that the US would win today that I didn’t even think to take tomorrow off. I guess I can’t watch the semi-final against Argentina unless my boss lets me go home early.
There is another way. . . .. I could fake my own death!
little devil on Michael’s shoulder: yes Michael, fake your own death!
little angel on Michael’s other shoulder: Yes. I don’t see how that could end up bad!
Hey what happened to all that stuff we just wrote?????? He I put alot of thought into that deep sensitive stuff I said. OH!!!!!!!!! UH Oh! Do I have the editors edition of Maxim…..OOOOPPPPPPSSSSS Sorry forget the first part of the message.
Sometimes it is just as fun to destroy as it is to create!
Don’t do that again man, it freaked me out. D, you hung over enough to tell me what you think, since you won’t tell me when you are drunk
Olympics rock….My new favorite athletes are Misty May and Allyson Felix those are some hot chicks. Now all they need are boob jobs
I’m going to start my own Olympic competition in boob bouncing. I’ll be the first athlete to ever compete who does not need a boob job. I figure I’ll win the gold, cuz anyone with bigger breasts than mine will be disqualified for knocking themselves into a coma.
Serena williams might have something to say about that
She’s not allowed to compete. Rules are, no one famous can enter, only unknown entities (titties) such as myself.
I like your moxy making up the rules as you go along!
I should come up with an Olympic games guidebook, only the games will be ones that no one has ever heard of. I will make up all of the rules. I’ll need a name change, since Olympics is already taken. Once I figure out the games and rules, I will send the guidebook to each country and tell them to start training their athletes to compete in three years. That way no one will feel rushed, and the training will be extensive enough that all will have a fair chance at winning.
Then you can cahnge the rules when they arrive at the games and fuck em all up!! Awesome! I want to judge the womens boobie bouncing competetion
Of course, I will really win all of the events, since I made them up. I will take home every gold for the first year of competition, after that I will calmly step down and leave records to be broken…which will never happen since no one will dare to beat the records that the founder has set.
And I name UNLV the first official judge of the boobie bouncing competition.
I would get the bronze medal in the Michael Baeza lookalike competition!
“L” I told you I cannot tell you anything until the moment is right. like the night before I move out of Lansing for good.
You leaving on a midnight train to Georgia?
I wish, he’s got me dying from suspense. Saturday, he says, “I think you…” looks at my chest and says nevermind, I’ll tell you later. Now he won’t tell me what he was thinking, just says it’s a compliment. I said I wouldn’t blog about it if you told me, but damn D, I never said I would blog about it until you spilled the beans. Come on boys, apply some pressure and help me out here.
Nope!!!
as one great actor once said “I see nothing”
“I say nothing” “I see nothing” or some crap like that.
Richard Pryor? Like see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil type of bullshit? Just have wicked thoughts, as long as no one knows about them it’s all good. But damn it, I want to know the thoughts that pertain to me, lol.
LOL!! I told you it’s all good!
I heard it just turned into a nice game of gay bukkake sessioning.
that’s just what reuters reported though, and we all know you can’t exactly count on their wire.
Sounds like “D” is going to leave his old lady and be with you rack!
Since it really boils down to a giant circle jerk, isn’t ALL bukake kinda gay?
YES!
I had so little faith that the US would win today that I didn’t even think to take tomorrow off. I guess I can’t watch the semi-final against Argentina unless my boss lets me go home early.
There is another way. . . .. I could fake my own death!
little devil on Michael’s shoulder: yes Michael, fake your own death!
little angel on Michael’s other shoulder: Yes. I don’t see how that could end up bad!