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Quote by roccotool
The poor girl needs a decent meal, Marcos.


Don't believe you, Rocco -Italian name. Take a look again. She's survived happily on a bowl of cereal and a toastie a day for months now. I know it’s not good for her body.




This one girl is having a decent meal indeed, Rocco.
Damn, I'm appealing and finding a good counselor to defend me. That's too much money I'm a millionary though.

This is driving me crazy. I don't recall being overspeeding!!
Are a form of underwear, usually light and snug-fitting, designed to be worn by women or girls in the area directly below the waist.

Typical components include a waistband (often elastic), a crotch to cover the genital area (usually lined with absorbent material such as cotton), and a pair of leg openings (also often elastic). They have either no legs or in some cases very short ones. The term is usually used in the plural —a single unit is a "pair of panties"—though "panty" is used in such derivatives as "panty liner".







Thongs have a waistband similar to tangas, but the rear coverage is not as full. The crotch is extended to the back with a narrow strip of fabric fitting between the buttocks, which becomes wider toward the top.

The G-string is a thong with virtually no rear coverage, the narrow strip in the back extending from the crotch all the way to the waistband.







A panty is the undergarment that covers the lower portion of the female anatomy. Photo of Marcos' wife wearing a white panty.
A gang of robbers burst into the bank and ordered everyone present to gather into the open space, to strip and lie down on the floor before they proceeded to get the money from the tellers’ drawers and the bank’s vault. A frightened blonde teller took off all her clothes and then lay face up on the floor. “Psst, Cindy, turn over,” hissed a woman beside the blonde. “This is a stick-up, not an office party!”

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Held up for hold-up? Thief too late to rob bank

Masked man tries to enter building not realizing it closed 6 minutes earlier

updated 11:46 a.m. CT, Tues., Dec . 1, 2009
WAUKESHA, Wis. - Maybe the bank robber needed the money to buy a watch.

It would seem he needed one after arriving six minutes after the Guardian Credit Union in Waukesha closed. Police said a man wearing a ski mask entered the first set of doors at 5:36 p.m. Wednesday with a gun, apparently not realizing the bank was closed. The second set of doors was locked and police were called but the man left before they arrived.

Waukesha Police Sgt. Jerry Habanek told The Freeman in Waukesha that police are reviewing security tapes and investigating. He said the robber could have planned poorly or possibly had another reason, like getting tied up in traffic.

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This robber should have bought this cheap watch.

or... cheapest in the market.


You're wrong, Shameless009. That's why Marcos has posted this at this forum -funny pictures- I'm too slim though. If the rider is not strong enough to force a big motorcycle to stay upright, if you think you are too short, too old, not strong enough to handle a big motorcycle, then ride with me in the passenger seat but remember:

Riding on a motorcycle with a friend is one of the most fun things you can do. It can be an even more enjoyable experience if the passenger understands and follows a few simple rules. To be the kind of passenger riders want to ride with, remember the following:

Wear clothing that will give you some protection in the unlikely event of a spill. As a minimum, you should wear the following to protect yourself:

Footwear that protects your feet and your ankles (hiking boots are good). Durable pants -leather is best; lacking leather, you will have to make do with jeans, work pants, or something similar.

An abrasion resistant jacket that zips or buttons up close to the neck (again, leather is best if you have it; a nylon flight jacket or parka are satisfactory, and a Levis-type jacket will do in a pinch).

You should also attempt to dress appropriately for the weather. If you have not ridden very much, you probably do not realize how hot or how cold it can be on a motorcycle. If it is hot, it will feel a lot hotter while you are riding; if it is cold, it will feel a lot colder while you are riding. Ask the rider for advice about dressing for the anticipated conditions, but don't compromise your minimum level of protection as described above.

On hot sunny days, one trick is to wear an extra large white shirt over your jacket. It will reflect a lot of heat and help keep you cool. In general, it is easier to dress safely and comfortably for a cool day than for a hot one. Lastly, don't wear anything loose and floppy (like a long scarf or bell bottom pants) that could get caught in the rear wheel, sprockets, drive chain or belt, or any other moving part of the motorcycle.

Before you attempt to mount the motorcycle, make sure that the passenger footpegs are down. Also, beware of the hot exhaust pipes. Make sure you know where they are, and don't let your leg or any part of your body touch them as you mount or dismount the motorcycle. They can give you a severe burn right through the heaviest pants.

It is customary to get on or off the motorcycle from the left side. Always wait for the rider to tell you it's okay to mount or dismount. If you start to clamber on (or off) when the rider does not expect it, the sudden motion of the motorcycle will be disconcerting. You could even pull the motorcycle over, a big no-no.

If you are not able to do that because you are a tiny person, this will work: put your left foot on the left passenger foot peg, lean your body way over the motorcycle, and gently step up until you can swing your right leg over the seat and ease yourself down. You must keep your body low and lean over the motorcycle as much as possible while you get on, to help the rider keep the motorcycle balanced. A person reasonably close to normal size (male or female) should not need to use this method to mount a motorcycle, and a heavy person should not attempt it under any circunstances. It is all a question of balance; the rider is not strong enough to force a big motorcycle to stay upright if you cause it to get out of balance.

Once you are on the motorcycle, plant your feet on the passenger footpegs and keep them there. You absolutely do not want to bring your foot into contact with the rear wheel, drive chain or belt, or the hot muffler. Never attempt to help the rider hold the bike upright when it is stopped. Keep your feet safe by keeping them on the foot pegs at all times.

Place your hands on the rider's hips. That is the best way to hold on to the rider, and it keeps you in touch with the rider's movements. Keep your weight centered over the motorcycle. Try not to move around any more than is necessary, particularly when the motorcycle is stopped, as it affects the balance of the motorcycle.

Motorcycles turn by leaning (banking like an airplane), not by steering like a car. So don't be alarmed when the motorcycle leans over to go around a corner. To position yourself perfectly for a turn, just look over the rider's shoulder in the direction of the turn. You don't have to do anything else; looking naturally over the rider's inside shoulder will automatically put your weight right where it belongs in a turn. Keep your body in line with the rider's body to prevent the motorcycle from leaning more than the rider intends. (When going straight, it doesn't matter which shoulder you look over.) Never lean out of a turn; you could cause an accident that way, which is another big no-no.

When the rider puts on the brakes, it causes a forward weight transfer. If the rider is forced to break hard, as in an emergency, this forward weight transfer is very apparent; you will be forced against the rider, and you will start to slide forward on the seat. Don't panic. Try to keep back, away from the rider. Resist sliding forward by pressing your feet against the footpegs; use your thigh muscles to control your position on the seat.

If you slide forward, you force the rider forward, reducing the rider's control over the motorcycle. It also moves the weight distribution of the motorcycle forward, reducing the weight on the rear tire and therefore the traction of the rear tire, making it more likely that the back tire will start to skid.

You can also help the rider scan for animals, or drunk homeless Marcos wavering, that may run into the road. Dogs and deer are particularly unpredictable, and you may see a deer on a hillside above the road, or a dog in somebody's front yard, before the rider.
Quote by verity-smart
Yeah, that's a good one, heaven and hell, very close neighbours. Me, I'd pick heaven every time no matter how many stairs there were ...


That's right, Verity-smart: I now know why you have picked heaven, no matter how many stairs to heaven you've gotta walk up. There are many differences between heaven and hell. The book of Revelation, the last book of the Bible, paints a beautiful picture of heaven as having streets of pure gold, gates of pearl, walls decorated with every manner of precious gemstones. Revelation 21:18-21 says, “The wall was made of jasper, and the city of pure gold, as pure as glass. The foundations of the city walls were decorated with every kind of precious stone. The first foundation was jasper, the second sapphire, the third chalcedony, the fourth emerald, the fifth sardonyx, the sixth carnelian, the seventh chrysolite, the eighth beryl, the ninth topaz, the tenth chrysoprase, the eleventh jacinth, and the twelfth amethyst. The twelve gates were twelve pearls, each gate made of a single pearl. The great street of the city was of pure gold, like transparent glass.”
A blonde and a redhead went to the bar after work for a drink, and sat on stools watching the 6 O'clock news. A man was shown threatening to jump from the Brooklyn Bridge, and the blonde bet the redhead $50 that he wouldn't jump.

Sure enough, he jumped, so the blonde gave the redhead $50. The redhead said, "I can't take this, you're my friend."

But the blonde insisted saying, "No. A bet's a bet."

Then the redhead said, "Listen, I have to tell you that I saw this on the 5 O'clock news, so I can't take your money."

The blonde replied, "Well, so did I, but I didn't think he would jump again!"
One day, a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead were all driving in a car when the car crashed. Minutes later they appeared up in heaven.

God says to them "Ahead are 100 stairs, at each stair you will be told a joke, if you laugh you will take the one way train to Hell, if you remain silent, you will continue on. If you make it to the top, you will stay in Heaven."

So the brunette started up the stairs. At the 55th stair she laughed, and was sent abroad the train to hell.

The redhead started to climb but laughed at the 79th stair and got on the train to Hell.

The blonde started up and made it to the 100th stair. She paused, then began laughing non stop. Shocked, God asked her why she had laughed. Still laughing she replied, "I finally got the first joke!"


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The redhead started to climb but laughed at the 79th stair and got on the train to Hell.


Quote by shameless009
I Think That Political Correctness Has gotten Way OUT OF HAND! ,,, and also it is funny.


Speeding

A police officer stops a blonde for speeding and asks her very nicely if he could see her license. She replied in a huff, "I wish you guys could get your act together. Just yesterday you take away my license and now today you expect me to show it to you."

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Well, Shameless009, I think Police Correctness is necessary so everyone had a driver's licence handy!!
Two doctors opened an office in a small town and put up a sign reading: "Dr. Smith and Dr. Jones, Psychiatry and Proctology."

The town council was not happy with the sign, so the doctors changed it to "Hysterias and Posteriors."

This was not acceptable either, so in an effort to satisfy the council they changed the sign to "Schizoids and Hemorrhoids. " No go.

Next, they tried "Catatonics and High Colonics." Thumbs down again.

Then came "Manic Depressives and Anal Retentives." Still no good.

Another attempt resulted in "Minds and Behinds." Unacceptable again.

So they tried "Lost Souls and Butt Holes." No way.

"Analysis and Anal Cysts?" Nope.

"Nuts and Butts? " Uh uh.

"Freaks and Cheeks?" Still no go.

"Loons and Moons?" Forget it.

Almost at their wit's end, the doctors finally came up with: "Dr Smith and Dr. Jones, Odds and Ends."

Everyone loved it!
Quote by roccotool
That thing is still flying around? He must really know how to "keep it up".


VIAGRA!!!
This postman is working on a new beat. He comes to a garden gate marked BEWARE OF THE PARROT!
He looks down the garden and, sure enough, there's a parrot sitting on its perch. He has a little chuckle to himself at the sign and the parrot there on its perch. He opens the gate and walks into the garden.

He gets as far as the parrot's perch, when suddenly, it calls out: "REX, ATTACK!"


"REX, ATTACK!"
Dealing with the death of a beloved pet is never easy. You feel lost. You look at their empty dish, their leash hangs by the door, and their toys are still scattered on the living room floor. You feel empty, like a part of you is somehow missing. Well it is. The grief is real (even if it the death of a pet and not a person). It is necessary to recognize that your feelings are normal. And that each person grieves differently and in their own time. What can you do to cope with the loss?

The first step is to realize that you are not alone. Seek out friends. Talk with them.

The second step is to acknowledge your feelings. Do not discount your loss. You have spent years with your pet. Their big brown eyes had a way of melting your heart. Their tail wagged its greeting, happy to see you. This is gone now and your feelings just cannot die with your pet.

The third step is to write about your feelings. Journaling is an excellent way to get your feelings out. You do not need to share your writing with others. It can be just for you.

The fourth step is to look for outside resources. There are many excellent pet bereavement groups online. Their forums allow you to share your feelings with others. Lush stories is a good group to turn to!!


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Parrot.

One day a man went to an auction. While there, he bid on a parrot. He really wanted this bird, so he got caught up in the bidding.

He kept on bidding, but kept getting outbid, so he bid higher and higher and higher. Finally, after he bid way more than he intended, he won the bid - the parrot was his at last!

As he was paying for the parrot, he said to the Auctioneer, "I sure hope this parrot can talk. I would hate to have paid this much for it, only to find out that he can't talk!"

"Don't worry." said the Auctioneer, "He can talk. Who do you think kept bidding against you?"


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Ready to go with new owner
I was walking through the cemetery this morning and saw a guy crouching down behind a tombstone. I said, "Morning." He said, "No, just taking a shit".
LOL!!!
What's KoolHandDuke staring at? What's Shameless009 staring at?



Perhaps they're focused on this... staring at my wife!!!


SURPRISE!!!
Oh, again a Lone Ranger series. I was hoping the soap opera at this time.

Oh, damn. Can't find the mouse, it's dropped somewhere around here. Last time Shameless was using it to watch bubble asses.
3 woman, a blonde a brunette and a red head are trapped on top of a burning building and they are screaming for help. Moments later the fire brigade arrive at the scene and one fireman shouts to the women.

Fireman: Ladies! we are going to take out the safety net now and I am going to get each of you to jump down one at a time. We need you to follow our instructions quickly. You the Brunette! On the count of 3, jump.

The brunette on the count of 3, jumps and just as she's about to land in the safety net, the firemen pull away and brunette smashes into the pavement.

Fireman: You the Redhead! on the count of 3, jump!

Red head: No way am I going to jump! You pulled away the safety net just now!

Fireman: No no! we pulled away the safety net cause we friggin hate brunettes! We love red heads! Now jump!

So the Redhead bravely leaps. Again, just as she's about to fall into the safety net, the firemen pull away and laugh as she smashes into the pavement.

Fireman: Blondie!! it's your turn! Jump! We have you! Blonde: No way am I going to jump! you bastards pulled away the last two times. Hell if I jump.

Fireman: No no! We hate brunettes and redheads! Truth is we love blondes! Now shut up and JUMP!

Blonde: Hell no! I don't trust you bastards! Now hands off the safety net and I will jump!


No way am I going to jump!

Q. How do you get a redhead to argue with you?
A. Say something.

How do you get a redhead's mood to change?
Wait 10 seconds.
On April 17, 2006 Hooters Air ceased all operations. The increase in fuel costs in the wake of Hurricanes Katrina and Rita in the autumn of 2005 is what primarily attributed this cessation of service.

Boeing 737 - 306

Yeah, Charlie_Brown and Shameless: I was born in 1951. I've seen Shameless profile even from the beginning. He's 54 today. I once made a trip -was 11 years old at the time- in a Ford bus, montainous road to a town where I attended elementary school, back in 1962. This is a photo of the bus -Wayne coach, of course.






Ah, a sad story ahead: I was 9yo. and was taken to a refuge -shelter- for homeless kids at a town near Caracas in a van like this model; exactly this model below. It was a Chevrolet.
Joe rents an apartment in New York, and goes to the lobby to put his name on the group mailbox. While he was there, an attractive young lady comes out of the apartment next to the mailboxes wearing a robe.

Joe smiles at the young girl and she strikes up a conversation with him. As they talk, her robe slips open, and it's quite obvious that she has nothing under the robe.

Poor Joe breaks out into a sweat trying to maintain eye contact. After a few minutes, she places her hand on his arm and says, "Let's go in my apartment, I hear someone coming..."

He proceeds with her into the apartment, and after she closes the door, she leans against it allowing her robe to fall off completely. Being completely nude, she purrs at him, "What would you say is my best feature?"

The flustered, embarrassed Joe stammers, clears his throat several times, and finally squeaks out, "Oh, it's got to be your ears!"

She's astounded! "Why my ears? Look at these breasts! They're full, don't sag, and they're 100% natural! My buns - they're firm and don't sag, and have no cellulite! Look at this skin, no blemishes or scars! Why in heaven's name would you say my ears are the best part of my body?!"

Clearing his throat once again, Joe stammers - "Outside when you said you heard someone coming? That was me."


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What is the best part of a woman's body? Guy's opinions.

Hmmm...
Does it have to be just one?
I would say I would want the butt first, then the breast, then the leg.

Face. Seriously, the face is close to everything.
After that, from the most to least important, breasts, stomac, butt, legs, hips...

Face first, followed by butt, tits being last (extra large boobs are a minus for me).

So you like itty bitty perky titties?

Depends on which way she is facing.
Tits AND Ass Rule!

Besides a girl's ass, a beautiful face is the most important part of her body. I've always been a sucker for pretty eyes, a pretty smile, and a sexy mouth for when we have oral sex...

The total sum of her, and how well-proportioned she is----it's not the measurements that count, but how they're arranged.

By that I mean her heart...of course.

In order of importance:
1. Ass
2. Pussy
3. Lips/Mouth
4. Tits
5. Legs
6. Eyes


I'm talking to Rocco and Shameless.
You never make your bed so I've gotta do it for you!!
Wanna read my last story I'm writting? Still working on it. This is a pic of the maid named Dulce, a Latin character in the story.





I was on a United flight with a window seat. I had my Zune mp3 player on my lap and during takeoff it slipped off and onto the floor. No big deal, I thought. I searched for a bit before, then I noticed the side panel was partly off. I turned around and asked the lady behind me if she could pick it up. She was nice enough to dig around a hell of a lot and came up with nothing. At the end of the flight the attendants helped me look and then called maintenence because it appears the device had fallen into the open crack of the unsecured panel, a safety hazard they said. The maintainence guy tells me it must have went down the crack and that leads to the hull of the aircraft and that it is unrecoverable. A couple people told me the plane couldn't fly until they got it out, though the next flight took off as scheduled so I doubt that.

In my assessment this is United's fault for having a safety hazard on their plane. Am I not allowed to accidentally drop something on the floor without fear of it disappearing into a bottomless pit? Rationally I think they will tell me to pound sand. The only path I see is that I can raise a stink about safety hazards and them allowing aircraft to take off with foreign objects in the hull.

Now a year later, I got a call from an aircraft mechanic on the East Coast. He found my Zune on a 757 while doing some work in the hull of the aircraft. Among other items he found jewelry and a Canadian passport in the same spot. So my mp3 player has been flying around the country for the past year, and is now on its way back to me.



The plane had recently been taken on a test flight following some heavy maintenance. During the flight, a “hydraulic driven generator” failed, leading repair crews to return to the plane after it landed. At some point, the landing gear lever was moved to the “up” position, apparently without any pins having been placed in the landing gear to prevent it from moving.