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Ahh more fun with pottsy, at least he's dropped a notch or two on the arrogance meter.

According to rook ( only actual indian I know) it sounds like shawnee. But hell if I know. It's just funny to see the looks on peoples faces when your sitting in the car at a stoplight jamming to some indian chants

Told him the tom tom drums, and peace pipe will be next

np- indian chants Bossman is going crazy

What ??

I have to actually do a little work today

I had to tell the guy to excuse if me If I started to dry hump his car. I would be sure to clean up

My god man, jim, nickM and I were drooling over a shelby Saturday

Chit, I wold settle for just the sun shine part.

So he's still gonna think bossman sent him the chocolates

Just thought about something on the way back from lunch. I told bossman I sent the flowers. But no one ever told the at punjabs oops

Aight peeing story, years ago I tried the office job life style for a while. I was the logistics manager for HSN. Tis a fooking huge arse company. They had contracted a local janitorial service to do the cleaning. This one cleaning lady ( I use the term loosely ) Looked as though her testosterone levels out numbered estrogen 10 to 1. After talking to her supervisor, She was infact a woman. Nothing about this lady was feminine. She had boobs, but she wore something to compress them to man size. She, walked, talked, dressed, acted, and looked like a man. She had a tattoo of a pin up girl on one forearm. Some playing cards on the other. Wore mens levi's, a wife beater, chit kickers, and a blue shop shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the cigarettes rolled up on her shoulder fonzi style. She had a freakin greased up ducktail haircut. Drove a beat up pos ford ranger. The license plate read "B-BUTCH" Yeah, kind of gives ya the idea. I usually worked during the day. But had to stay late one night for a meeting with some postal officials. I got up during our meeting to go to the bathroom. I walked in to the stall, and started peeing. I heard the door open, then somebody walked over to the urinal. Heard a zipper then the peeing. I finished, flushed walked out of the stall. And there was this cleanng lady standing at the urinal peeing. I never washed my hands so fast in my life.

Veal parmigian *uummmmmm

Think I might had to put the pistol down, and just kicked him in the ass a couple times. I applaude your restraint my brother

ehhh, I had to explain to about 10 people why it was louder with the door open. And 100 more why you were positioning the passenger seat.

Oh god, you made me think of another story. I'll tell ya when I get back from lunch

I'm off to lunch, be back in a jiffy

Without getting to graphic. It's a matter of distance travelled

ummmmm practice ?? so hard as compared to ???

I'm just a picky old fart

I prefer to make my own, most of the bakeries and such that make it around here use dates. I don't like em

I love it, not really hard to make persay. Just time consuming

If thats the case you need to put it in her butt and kick her out the door. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> I don't even waste my time <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Completely defacing some complete beyotch is not a waste of time. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> True, but there are other was of doing so. I enjoy embarrassing people I don't like publicly. It's quite entertaining. And I'm quite good at it

Can't recall ever checking out any ones shower.