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Susan
Over 90 days ago
Female, 155
United States
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your score 60
Germs are your enemy, and you've staged an all out war against them. You're usually sporting fresh undies and your hair is squeaky clean. Of course, everyone has certain things they find particularly repulsive, but there's also the possibility of going too far - do you shower several times a day, even though you don't really need to? Do you feel horribly uncomfortable in less-than-spotless environments, like a friend's neglected bathroom? While it's certainly beneficial to maintain a high level of hygiene, scientists have recently discovered that society's obsession with cleanliness is resulting in weakened immune systems. If we never allow ourselves the slightest exposure to some creepy crawlies, our bodies don't learn that they are, in fact, harmless. So keep on washing your hair and changing that underwear…but you could relax a little!
Germs are your enemy, and you've staged an all out war against them. You're usually sporting fresh undies and your hair is squeaky clean. Of course, everyone has certain things they find particularly repulsive, but there's also the possibility of going too far - do you shower several times a day, even though you don't really need to? Do you feel horribly uncomfortable in less-than-spotless environments, like a friend's neglected bathroom? While it's certainly beneficial to maintain a high level of hygiene, scientists have recently discovered that society's obsession with cleanliness is resulting in weakened immune systems. If we never allow ourselves the slightest exposure to some creepy crawlies, our bodies don't learn that they are, in fact, harmless. So keep on washing your hair and changing that underwear…but you could relax a little!
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Quote by Lil_BirdieQuote by wyocowboy
heres one for susan "nothn sexyer than a naked women with a gun" or some thing like that its from the whole nine yards
You know, I can't think of nothing finer than a fine naked woman holding a gun.
I'd rather have a cute Lil Birdie in my grasp.
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Ole and Sven were fishing on the Minnesota opener when Sven pulled out a cigar.
Finding he had no matches, he asked Ole for a light.
' Ya, shure, I tink I haff a lighter, ' he replied, and then reaching into his tackle box,
he pulled out a Bic lighter 10 inches long.
' Yiminy Cricket! ' exclaimed Sven, taking the huge Bic Lighter in his hands.
' Vere dit yew git dat monster?? '
' Vell, ' replied Ole, ' I got it from my Genie. '
' You haff a Genie? ' Sven asked.
' Ya, shure. It ' s right here in my tackle box, ' says Ole.
' Could I see him? '
Ole opens his tackle box & sure enough, out pops the Genie.
Addressing the genie, Sven says, ' Hey dere! I ' m a good friend of your master. ?
Vill you grant me vun vish? '
' Yes, I will, ' says the Genie.
So Sven asks the Genie for a million bucks.
The Genie disappears back into the tackle box leaving Sven sitting there waiting for his million bucks.
Shortly, the sky darkens and is filled with the sound of a million ducks....
flying directly overhead.
Over the roar of the million ducks Sven yells at Ole, ' Yumpin ' Yimminy,
I asked for a million bucks, not a million ducks! '
Ole answers, ' Ya, I forgot to tell yew dat da Genie is hart of hearing.
Do yew really tink I asked for a 10-inch Bic?"
Finding he had no matches, he asked Ole for a light.
' Ya, shure, I tink I haff a lighter, ' he replied, and then reaching into his tackle box,
he pulled out a Bic lighter 10 inches long.
' Yiminy Cricket! ' exclaimed Sven, taking the huge Bic Lighter in his hands.
' Vere dit yew git dat monster?? '
' Vell, ' replied Ole, ' I got it from my Genie. '
' You haff a Genie? ' Sven asked.
' Ya, shure. It ' s right here in my tackle box, ' says Ole.
' Could I see him? '
Ole opens his tackle box & sure enough, out pops the Genie.
Addressing the genie, Sven says, ' Hey dere! I ' m a good friend of your master. ?
Vill you grant me vun vish? '
' Yes, I will, ' says the Genie.
So Sven asks the Genie for a million bucks.
The Genie disappears back into the tackle box leaving Sven sitting there waiting for his million bucks.
Shortly, the sky darkens and is filled with the sound of a million ducks....
flying directly overhead.
Over the roar of the million ducks Sven yells at Ole, ' Yumpin ' Yimminy,
I asked for a million bucks, not a million ducks! '
Ole answers, ' Ya, I forgot to tell yew dat da Genie is hart of hearing.
Do yew really tink I asked for a 10-inch Bic?"