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Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 00:08
As before the rules are simple; Cut and paste the story so far and add four more words. If somebody gets in before you it's up to you to edit to suit. Here we go folks.....
The whiskey had caused...
tigertim20
19th June 2009, 00:55
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage
skidMark
19th June 2009, 01:20
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good
naphazoline
19th June 2009, 01:22
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg
Trudes
19th June 2009, 06:54
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't
Fatt Max
19th June 2009, 07:10
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll
slofox
19th June 2009, 07:30
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that,
Quasi
19th June 2009, 07:50
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that,
he emptied his gumboot
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 07:51
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat
Trudes
19th June 2009, 08:15
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 08:28
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed
Quasi
19th June 2009, 08:53
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the
Oakie
19th June 2009, 09:01
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 09:30
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still.
jim.cox
19th June 2009, 09:42
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his...
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 09:53
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox
jim.cox
19th June 2009, 10:06
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine.
cambridgedan
19th June 2009, 10:10
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 10:28
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.
(four words per try people, or feel free to write your own novel)
naphazoline
19th June 2009, 10:29
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 10:54
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those
Oakie
19th June 2009, 11:03
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but
Quasi
19th June 2009, 11:06
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 11:07
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats
Oakie
19th June 2009, 11:09
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 11:11
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for
Mschvs
19th June 2009, 11:40
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable
Hitcher
19th June 2009, 11:50
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 11:54
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed
Oakie
19th June 2009, 12:13
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear
entro
19th June 2009, 12:19
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 12:25
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar
Oakie
19th June 2009, 12:34
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time in
Mschvs
19th June 2009, 12:37
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it
Hitcher
19th June 2009, 12:39
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!"
Oakie
19th June 2009, 12:42
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock
Lissa
19th June 2009, 12:49
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum
Mschvs
19th June 2009, 12:54
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were
Hitcher
19th June 2009, 12:58
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover.
Oakie
19th June 2009, 13:01
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons"
Hitcher
19th June 2009, 13:05
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically
Oakie
19th June 2009, 13:09
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's
Quasi
19th June 2009, 13:15
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered
Oakie
19th June 2009, 13:16
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted
Mschvs
19th June 2009, 13:23
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted mobile phone. 'I've got to call my mum'
Stirts
19th June 2009, 13:23
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked
Oakie
19th June 2009, 13:29
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's
Lissa
19th June 2009, 13:53
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived
Oakie
19th June 2009, 14:21
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning
mashman
19th June 2009, 14:32
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
Hitcher
19th June 2009, 14:38
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty,"
Oakie
19th June 2009, 14:56
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 15:27
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing
Hitcher
19th June 2009, 15:38
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 15:44
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin.
Hitcher
19th June 2009, 15:58
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!"
Quasi
19th June 2009, 16:02
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!" The Naki Rat is
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naphazoline
19th June 2009, 16:04
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!",The naki rat is here to save the
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 16:09
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
naphazoline
19th June 2009, 16:16
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me"
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 16:20
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a
naphazoline
19th June 2009, 16:23
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs
R6_kid
19th June 2009, 16:25
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a klingon by the eye balls.
Skidmark piped up saying
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 16:27
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare
Quasi
19th June 2009, 16:32
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 16:35
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
naphazoline
19th June 2009, 16:42
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 16:45
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scatching his crotch viciously.
naphazoline
19th June 2009, 16:49
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus....
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 16:59
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard
naphazoline
19th June 2009, 17:15
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard,intergalactic whoring onboard the
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 17:20
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed
Oakie
19th June 2009, 17:29
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 17:35
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of
Oakie
19th June 2009, 17:49
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 17:57
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol
Madness
19th June 2009, 18:00
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 18:06
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However,
HenryDorsetCase
19th June 2009, 18:07
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do
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Madness
19th June 2009, 18:08
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 18:19
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with
naphazoline
19th June 2009, 18:23
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone.
Madness
19th June 2009, 18:24
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
naphazoline
19th June 2009, 18:27
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth,
Quasi
19th June 2009, 18:32
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth, the boys woke up
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 18:35
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up with hangovers from hell and enormous early morning
Madness
19th June 2009, 18:35
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet
Quasi
19th June 2009, 18:37
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles
naphazoline
19th June 2009, 18:39
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 18:42
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with hangovers from hell and enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still and Fatt Max was alerted
Quasi
19th June 2009, 18:46
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still and Fatt Max was alerted by the smell of
naphazoline
19th June 2009, 18:52
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still and Fatt Max was alerted by the smell of his armpits,and some
Madness
19th June 2009, 19:09
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still and Fatt Max was alerted by the smell of his armpits, and some trembling in his lower
Oakie
19th June 2009, 19:13
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still and Fatt Max was alerted by the smell of his armpits,and some trembling in his lower colon which felt like
Naki Rat
19th June 2009, 19:18
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still and Fatt Max was alerted by the smell of his armpits,and some trembling in his lower mono abdominal region which felt like a concrete vibrator had
Hitcher
20th June 2009, 15:02
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still and Fatt Max was alerted by the smell of his armpits,and some trembling in his lower mono abdominal region which felt like a concrete vibrator had lodged itself sideways in
BMWST?
20th June 2009, 15:36
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still and Fatt Max was alerted by the smell of his armpits,and some trembling in his lower mono abdominal region which felt like a concrete vibrator had lodged itself sideways in said lower mono abdominal region.The only known
Hitcher
20th June 2009, 15:54
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still and Fatt Max was alerted by the smell of his armpits,and some trembling in his lower mono abdominal region which felt like a concrete vibrator had lodged itself sideways in said lower mono abdominal region.The only known cure involved removing batteries,
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still and Fatt Max was alerted by the smell of his armpits,and some trembling in his lower mono abdominal region which felt like a concrete vibrator had lodged itself sideways in said lower mono abdominal region.The only known cure involved removing batteries, and a large dose
Mschvs
15th July 2009, 09:01
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still and Fatt Max was alerted by the smell of his armpits,and some trembling in his lower mono abdominal region which felt like a concrete vibrator had lodged itself sideways in said lower mono abdominal region.The only known cure involved removing batteries, and a large dose of extra strength laxatives and a balloon which
Fatt Max
16th July 2009, 19:06
The whiskey had caused SEVERE anal leakage, and it felt good running down his leg, but alas he couldn't reach the toilet roll. So instead of that, he emptied his gumboot and grabbed the cat who had a sneaky glance at Hitcher's exposed rear end wobbling jauntily down the path which led to a well concealed still. This still had been in his family for generations, originally belonging to his numerically challenged associate Jim.Cox. Jim had lived in Hokonui for a number of years and was well known for the quality his moonshine. People came from all around but had no idea of his secret ingredient or how to count.This posed a particularly challenging conundrum for those who liked moonshine but had problems with nasal hair and stray cats altering it's taste. Jim Beam had searched for hours to find his detachable moustache hair fernangler stirrup which had fallen unnoticed into his wife's underwear which by now had created a rash that Jim recognised as vaguely familiar from his time inside the small box with holes in it. "Don't scratch it Jim!" yelled McCoy as Spock reached for his quantum physics and neo-nazi text books which were trapped beneath his dead gay lover. "I'll check Uranus for Klingons", Spock muttered, enigmatically as he grabbed McCoy's large bore, high powered furry pink sequin encrusted leather chaps that reeked like one of Hitcher's posts on grammar. Then Spocks love child conceived a plan so cunning, that his head exploded.
"Beam me up, Scotty," said Denny Crane as the Borg approached showing spectacularly obvious sexual arousal toward a bewildered penguin. "Run, Happy Feet, run!", the Naki Rat is here to save the prettiest ones for himself.
"Save one for me" panted naphazoline gripping a Klingon by the eyeballs.
Skidmark piped up saying "Are there any spare detachable moustache hair fernanglers because mine smells like Jim's?".
"No!!!",he replied psychotically, scratching his crotch viciously.Suffering crabs from uranus was an employment hazard as intergalactic whoring onboard the Enterprise was legendary.
Trudes observed that wet tee shirts caught the attentions of most male Kiwibikers and when combined with alcohol the nipples became even more oggled at. However, most Honda riders do prefer being shagged by other Honda owners with more power then anyone, especially at bike rallies.
Meanwhile,back on earth the boys woke up early with enormous throbbing anal glands. The planet had to be saved from the bourbon bottles from that evil still and Fatt Max was alerted by the smell of his armpits,and some trembling in his lower mono abdominal region which felt like a concrete vibrator had lodged itself sideways in said lower mono abdominal region.The only known cure involved removing batteries, and a large dose of extra strength laxatives and a balloon which looked like a ladies
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