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Everybody smile, Like right NOW. Just a 2 day gap and sooo much crap!!
<font color=blue>Practice safe sex, go screw yourself. 
</font color=blue><font color=red><b><i>JayKay</font color=red></b></i>
Your overabundance of cheer is making me mad.
What the heck is "a 2 day gap and sooo much crap"?
32 days and counting.....
<font color=blue>War</font color=blue> <font color=orange>Eagle</font color=orange>
I was too busy to read/post here for two or three days i believe I dunno. That's when that emma thingy happened.
Anyways
[Military Sergeant voice]
Keep Smiling Private!
[/Military Sergeant voice]
<font color=blue>Practice safe sex, go screw yourself. </font color=blue><font color=red><b><i>JayKay</font color=red></b></i>
lol sorry but who the fcuk is Kevin Smith?
*pat pat* Yea SMILE!
<font color=blue>Practice safe sex, go screw yourself. </font color=blue><font color=red><b><i>JayKay</font color=red></b></i>
Read this goddamnit. This has got to bust anyone up!
There was this businessman who was getting ready to go on a long
business trip. He knew his wife was a flirtatious sort, so he
thought he'd try to get her something to keep her occupied while
he was gone, because he didn't much like the idea of her
screwing someone else. So he went to a store that sold sex toys
and started looking around. He thought about a life-sized sex
doll, but that was too close to another man for him.
He was browsing through the dildos, looking for something
special to please his wife, and started talking to the old man
behind the counter. He explained his situation. The old man
said, "Well, I don't really know of anything that will do the
trick. We have vibrating dildos, special attachments, and so on,
but I don't know of anything that will keep her occupied for
weeks, except -- " and he stopped.
"Except what?" the man asked.
"Nothing, nothing."
"C'mon, tell me! I need something!"
"Well, sir, I don't usually mention this, but there is the
'voodoo dick.'"
"So what's up with this voodoo dick?" he asked.
The old man reached under the counter, and pulled out an old
wooden box, carved with strange symbols. He opened it, and there
lay a very ordinary-looking dildo. The businessman laughed, and
said "Big [-peep-] deal. It looks like every other dildo in this
shop!"
The old man replied, "But you haven't seen what it'll do yet."
He pointed to a door and said "Voodoo dick, the door." The
voodoo dick rose out of its box, darted over to the door, and
started screwing the keyhole. The whole door shook with the
vibrations, and a crack developed down the middle. Before the
door could split, the old man said "Voodoo dick, get back in
your box!" The voodoo dick stopped, floated back to the box and
lay there, quiescent once more.
"I'll take it!" said the businessman.
The old man resisted, saying it wasn't for sale, but he finally
surrendered to $700 in cash. The guy took it home to his wife,
told her it was a special dildo and that to use it, all she had
to do was say "Voodoo dick, my pussy." He left for his trip
satisfied that things would be fine while he was gone.
After he'd been gone a few days, the wife was unbearably horny.
She thought of several people who would willingly satisfy her,
but then she remembered the voodoo dick. She got it out, and
said "Voodoo dick, my pussy!" The voodoo dick shot to her crotch
and started pumping. It was great, like nothing she'd ever
experienced before. After three orgasms, she decided she'd had
enough, and tried to pull it out, but it was stuck in her, still
thrusting. She tried and tried to get it out, but nothing
worked. Her husband had forgot to tell her how to shut it off.
So she decided to go to the hospital to see if they could help.
She put her clothes on, got in the car and started to drive to
the hospital, quivering with every thrust of the dildo. On the
way, another orgasm nearly made her swerve off the road, and she
was pulled over by a policeman. He asked for her license, and
then asked how much she'd had to drink.
Gasping and twitching, she explained that she hadn't been
drinking, but that a voodoo dick was stuck in her pussy, and
wouldn't stop screwing. The officer looked at her for a second,
and then said "Yea, right. Voodoo dick, my ass!"
<font color=blue>Practice safe sex, go screw yourself. </font color=blue><font color=red><b><i>JayKay</font color=red></b></i>
I'll tell ya what will bust YOU up. My fist. 
32 days and counting.....
<font color=blue>War</font color=blue> <font color=orange>Eagle</font color=orange>
get off yo arse and Come down here bitch
<font color=blue>Practice safe sex, go screw yourself. </font color=blue><font color=red><b><i>JayKay</font color=red></b></i>
This one too...
One day Mrs. Jones went to have a talk with the minister at the
local church. "Reverend," she said, "I have a problem, my
husband keeps falling asleep during your sermons. It's very
embarrassing. What should I do?"
"I have an idea," said the minister. "Take this hatpin with you.
I will be able to tell when Mr. Jones is sleeping, and I will
motion to you at specific times. When I motion, you give him a
good poke in the leg."
In church the following Sunday, Mr. Jones dozed off. Noticing
this, the preacher put his plan to work. "And who made the
ultimate sacrifice for you?" he said, nodding to Mrs. Jones.
"Jesus!", Jones cried as his wife jabbed him the leg with the
hatpin.
"Yes, you are right, Mr. Jones," said the minister. Soon, Mr.
Jones nodded off again. Again, the minister noticed. "Who is
your redeemer?" he asked the congregation, motioning towards
Mrs. Jones.
"God!" Mr. Jones cried out as he was stuck again with the hatpin.
"Right again," said the minister, smiling. Before long, Mr.
Jones again winked off. However, this time the minister did not
notice. As he picked up the tempo of his sermon, he made a few
motions that Mrs. Jones mistook as signals to bayonet her
husband with the hatpin again.
The minister asked, "And what did Eve say to Adam after she bore
him his 99th son?"
Mrs. Jones poked her husband, who yelled, "You stick that
goddamned thing in me one more time and I'll break it in half
and shove it up your ass!"
"Amen," replied the congregation.
<font color=blue>Practice safe sex, go screw yourself. </font color=blue><font color=red><b><i>JayKay</font color=red></b></i>
| Quote : Just a 2 day gap and sooo much crap!! |
Oye! Me rhymed! 
<font color=blue>Practice safe sex, go screw yourself. </font color=blue><font color=red><b><i>JayKay</font color=red></b></i>
You IIIDIOT!
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I used to work for McDonalds!
I won crew member of the month too
On "McHappy Day" I got to walk around with Ronald and give kids balloons! ...ok it's not the most exciting thing but the point is that it got me out of work for an hour!
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