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Poor guy... thumb print in the back of his head and he can't even feel it...
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Poor guy... thumb print in the back of his head and he can't even feel it...
$2,000 cash if you find a buyer for my house, kumeuhouseforsale@straightshooters.co.nz for details
He's going to regret doing this in about 2 years.
why why why W H Y ! ! !
Yeah yeah... vroom vrooooom baby!!
$2,000 cash if you find a buyer for my house, kumeuhouseforsale@straightshooters.co.nz for details
silly boy........looks like a great bike to go honeymooning on too.......maybe shes giving up ..........hmmmm.........nope cant think of anything.........
his next ad will be:
For Sale: 1 penis. need to sell as getting married, and not needed any more...
Odd. It was my wife that first suggested I buy a bike.
Guess it's all a matter of who ya marry eh?
Apparently there's a chemical they put in Wedding cake that puts women off sex for the rest of their life. I tested this theory by having no wedding cake at our wedding. It's true and that's why I'm still smiling....and had to have a vasectomy.
...which hurt a bit.
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In space, no one can smell your fart.
Meh - I sold my bike for the cash to chase the co-pilot across a continent - and at the time that was just for the sex.
Nothing wrong with cashing up to set up.
I'm more concerned with the colour.![]()
She had better be so HOT!! .. like jaw dropping-ly stunning, the last girl that asked me to give up my bike is single now :spudwave:
When I was with the first wife she insisted that I had to ditch the bike (GPZ750) to buy a house (and a VH SS 4.2 Brockie Commodore as well, but that's another story).
Well, 12 years later she ran off with one of my mates and took me to the cleaners and then fucked me over in family court...
Virginia, on the other hand - we decided quite early in our relationship that we were going to get out of the rat race and move back out to the Hutt where we both grew up. We bought a house in Upper Hutt, and she says "well, you're going to have to commute into Welly for work every day now - I think its high time you got yourself a bike".
this one's a keeper...
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
Crack that whip!
-Indy
Hey, kids! Captain Hero here with Getting Laid Tip 213 - The Backrub Buddy!
Find a chick who’s just been dumped and comfort her by massaging her shoulders, and soon, she’ll be massaging your prostate.
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