Like a wounded water buffalo in heat.......

if you split thier guts open.....you can get ample heat jay.




no shit.



i saw it in a star wars movie man.



:D

I'm pretty sure he reacted to the smell?

the smell always rears its ugly head at th least opportune moments

ok, who cut the cheese?

it was sillygirl.

Hey if it was me, I'd admit it, TRUST me :D

that was just admitting it, kind of sort of haha

Trusting her, trusting you, and trusting uncle phil, I can't smell anything.

you can trust phil and I, but I wouldn't trust that sillygirl as far as I could throw her.

Acknowledging impertinence, how far is that?

the only smell that i have dialed in is herbage...........and a good 'ol outdoor fire.

Yeah, Jay, how far CAN you throw me? I doubt you could lift me. :p

And no, I did not fart.

I'm sure I'd have no problem lifting you, but I wouldn't want to throw you.

Lifting people is no problem throwing them is tricky :D

Yeah, we tend to struggle.

In my swing dance club in high school I had two guys throwing me back and forth. It was a blast, but scary as shit. One of them was about 7' tall, the other was just under 6'. That's kind of far to fall and land on your back.

Tell us about your falls, if any.

swing dance club hehe

I hate dancing..unless I am drunk, that way I can't remember.

I seem to remember loving dancing. Clearly.
Of course, this could be imaginary.

same............i need wobbly pops in me too before i even attempt to cut a rug.

No dancing for this guy either

There's not enough room to dance in this cave.

It's getting warmer, though.

I didn't fall when they were throwing me ever. One time a friend and I were learning a new spin thing and he about popped my shoulder out... and we both fell. But it wasn't a lift or anything.

I love to dance. I would dance every day if I could... I do, actually, with Aric.

I can handle dancing, but it's more of a spectator thing, and a pole is usually involved.

You just haven't met the right girl yet then. You'd dance for the right one.

Nope, no dancing.....there is no 'right girl', just two people who can tolerate each other haha

aka- the right girl for her right guy ;)

yup...........i'd hafta agree there jay.


i deal with her shit,and she deals with mine.


then there's the kids..........whole 'nother scenario.....

two people who can tolerate each other doesn't equal the right people for each other silly, as Fly said you both have to deal with each others shit, and if it was the 'right person' there would be no shit to deal with.

that's just your opinion. ;)

and I think the tolerance is a huge part of it

You're forgetting sillygirl Fly agreed with me too, so I must be correct haha

(heh, that means you win! Well done)

I used to dance with the kids, while still able to lift them. I'd even sing to them and the universe knows I can't sing.:love:conquers all.

nope..........silly always wins.



*normally i'd attach the "bastard" here but.........silly's a chick so.........*


*bitch*........:paranoid:

Inflammatory language!

aww, fly... that word doesn't even hurt me anymore :p

and yes, I do always win. :)

Hahahahahahahahahaha, you bitch!

We might as well all just give up.

She wins nothing hahaha