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Serira

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PostedJul 25, 2007 5:31 pm
lol like it....must show husband it when he gets home from his night out Twisted Evil

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FullMetal420

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PostedJul 29, 2007 7:18 am
lol

bossmtking

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PostedJul 30, 2007 9:22 am
Sad im nevr gonna get married
sheesh if all girls r like tht ill never even look at girls
but we r crazy..er so dont u mess with us eather but if i do get married ill drive the car Laughing

Spero

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PostedJul 30, 2007 9:26 am
Well, I finally read this thread. Every other time I've seen it pop up, I just nod my head in agreement at the title alone.

Super creative artistic representation of my e-cool temporarily unavailable due to a semi-permanent hangover. <break> <font>My rantings</font>

PaulPool

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PostedAug 03, 2007 7:57 pm
But men can have fun. How to Deal With *******:

(Rhys Nesbitt from Australia sends this one in. Even if it's not true, it will brighten your day a bit.)

For all of you who occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know.

I was sitting at my desk, when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten to make. I found the number, and dialed it.

A man answered saying, "Hello?"

I politely said, "Could I please speak with Robin Carter?"

Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. I tracked down Robin's correct number, and called her. (I had transposed the last two digits of her phone number).After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number
again.

When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, "You're an *******!" and hung up.

I wrote his number down, with the word '*******' next to it,and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him. He'd answer and I'd yell, "You're an *******!" It always cheered me up.

When Caller ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic '*******' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from the Telephone Company. I'm just calling to see if you're familiar with the caller ID program?"

He yelled, "NO!" and slammed the phone down.

I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an *******."

So, one day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some boy in a black BMW cut me off, and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for the spot.

The idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his car window, so I wrote down his number. A couple of days later,right after calling the first ******* (I had his number on speed dial), I thought I had better call the BMW *******, too.

I dialed and someone said, "Hello?"

I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"

"Yes it is."

"Can you tell me where I can see it?"

"Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house and the car's parked right out front."

"What's your name?" I asked.

"My name is Don Hansen," he said.

"When's a good time to catch you, Don?"

"I'm home every evening after five."

Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too. Now, when I had a problem, I had two ******* to call.

But after several months of calling them, it wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be. So, I came up with an idea: I called ******* #1.

"Hello"

"You're an *******!" (but I didn't hang up.)

"Are you still there?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Stop calling me," he screamed

"Make me," I said.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"My name is Don Hansen."

"Yeah? Where do you live?"

"*******, I live at 1802 West 34th Street, a yellow house with my black Beemer our front."

He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers."

I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, *******."

Then I called ******* # 2: "Hello?" he said.

"Hello *******," I said.

He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..."

"You'll what?" I said.

"I'll kick your ***," he exclaimed.

I answered, "Well, *******, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now."

Then, I hung up, and immediately called the police saying that I lived at 1802 West 34th Street, and I was on my way over there to kill my Happy lover. Then, I called Channel 13 news about the gang war going down on West 34th Street.

I quickly got into my car and headed over to 34th St. There, I saw two ******* beating the crap out of each other in front of 6 squad cars, a police helicopter, and news crew.

Now, I feel better.

Jonny-Boy

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PostedAug 04, 2007 7:25 am
@ PaulPool ROFLMAO i wish i did that >.>

Enari

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PostedAug 04, 2007 11:28 am
Well, yes... that story is pretty nice, acutally. Laughing

raynekeeper

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PostedAug 05, 2007 6:53 am
_Nitsua_ wrote:
wow i think im on the wifes side.  


lol. .yeah i have to go with yah on that one.

There are two ways of spreading light; being the candle or the mirror that receives it. IGN:RayneKeeper Server: Katar 4 Guild: 420s

WSSDeath

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PostedAug 06, 2007 10:06 pm

OmG

Why didn't I think of that? :O

Ugh.

Honeykhist

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PostedAug 08, 2007 6:15 am

Now I ask you what more could you want?? We are absolutely God's favorite creatures, aren't we?? You're either a woman or wish you were one...=P
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