WARNING: This blog contains copious amounts of adult GAY material. If that's offensive to you, please leave now. All pix have been gleaned from the internets so, if you see a picture of yourself that you don't wish to have posted here, please leave a comment on the post and I will remove it with my apologies.

I REPEAT: If you see a picture of yourself that you don't wish to have posted here, please leave a comment on the post and I will remove it with my apologies.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Post-1935...

While checking other blogs I like to drop in on, I noticed Keith (from Keith Kats I presume) commented on a couple of them that "maybe" the black-box-white-symbol problem has been corrected. Nick (from No Speed Bumps) went back and reposted the affected pix on his most recent post and they came out fine. So I just spent about an hour doing the same thing as far back as Post-1880, when I started keeping better track of what I post as a result of this problem. What a pain in the butt! And not the good kind!



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Handle every situation like a dog:
If you can't eat it or play with it,
just pee on it and walk away.


Friday, September 16, 2011

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Post-1921...

While the C-5 was turning over its engines, a female crewman gave the G.I.s on board the usual information regarding seat belts, emergency exits, etc.

Finally, she said, "Now sit back and enjoy your trip while your captain, Judith Campbell, and crew take you safely to Afghanistan."

An old Master Sergeant sitting in the eighth row thought to himself, "Did I hear her right? Is the captain a woman?"

When the attendant came by he said, "Did I understand you right? Is the captain a woman?"

"Yes," said the attendant. "In fact, this entire crew is female."

"My God," he replied, "I wish I had two double scotch and sodas. I don't know what to think with only women up there in the cockpit."

"That's another thing, Sergeant," said the crew member. "We no longer call it the cockpit, it's the box office."




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Whatever you give a woman, she will make greater. If you give her sperm, she'll give you a baby. If you give her a house, she'll give you a home. If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal. If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart.

She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her. So, if you give her any crap, be ready to receive a ton of shit.