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Well, I'm in Alabama right now for holidays. I'll be posting some pics at a later date. Trying to get pics of the family along with all the farm animals. A lot of chickens and cows around right now....
Okay. so long time ago, my dog peppy died. A few years later, I wrote an obituary for him and posted in on the Virtual Pet Cemetery . If you read some of the stories, some of them are pretty funny...This one's my favorite. Touche Turtle -- R.I.P. When I was a small child, I was given a Desert Tortoise as a pet. I loved him dearly and named him Touche Turtle after the famous Hanna-Barbera cartoon character. One day, I was shocked to find that Touche had dug himself into a burrow and had died. I was heartbroken, and was afraid to touch him for a couple of days, but I decided I had better be brave and give him a decent Christian burial. I put him in a cardboard box, dug a deep hole in the back yard and laid him to rest with a few improvised words and a bier of flowers from the garden. As time went by, I adjusted to the loss of my cherished pet, until several years later, when I discovered to my horror that Desert Tortoises hibernate through the Winter. I'm sorry Touche
This was too funny. My friend Jim was poking around Craig's list...too funny. http://boston.craigslist.org/bos/cas/7290332.html Watchme Masturbate Today During Lunch - m4w -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Reply to: anon-7290332@craigslist.org Date: Tue Dec 10 04:26:54 2002 37/M Seeking a woman who would enjoy watching me masturbate for her today, in my car during lunch today. e-mail me back and I will tell yoiu where and what time to meet me. it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests this is in or around Metro West -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Copyright © 2002 craigslist
Just got back from London for Thanksgiving. Will update more later... In the kitchen, Marge opens the refrigerator. Marge: Homer, didn't you get any milk? All I see is egg nog. Homer: 'Tis the season, Marge! We only get thirty sweet noggy days. Then the government takes it away again.