A Pizza Delivery Container Bowt.

A pizza delivery bowt should have anchors too. If the bowt doesnt deliver in time is the Pitzza free? Thats what I want to know about.

 

Hang on a second Frosty. I have just been Dist by some other grumpy old man.
Ya she's French ,and yep she has a nice round bottom, one, like nature intended, and it isn't a lead Anchor, It's steel!! So get your facts straight, or I'll sic the 1Much on you.

 

Ooooh I'm skairt now!

 

if the monkey aint skeered of me,,,"meet my little freinds,,"P.E.T.A."
hehe

 

Someone gave me their address so I can threaten them on the phone. You've been watching too much of the Sopranos. Do something productive with your life and have your psychologist diagnose other mental defects for medications, boy.

Bob

 

Bob,,,,go away,,,unless ya wanna get in an extravagant I.Q. tit-fer-tat.,,i know i have an i.q. of at least,,,,,4,,,so i'll be easy on ya,,,,and ANY more mouthing you must do,,,send me an e-mail,,,,and for your info.,,i dont watch the sapranos,,,i hate the opera,,,,and before you bring in my "mental" state,,,,maybe you should ask people about someone thats a fisherman,,logger,,boat builder,,,and a YANKEE. if you had 1 brain cell you could figure it out on ya own,,,,and while your at it,,,maybe YOUR mental "wellness" should be called up,,,not too many people would think a idiot on a forum throwing obscenities,,and threating everyone on the forum,,,very,,,,,how can i say it,,,ummmm,,______ here you fill in the blank, since you have such a bountiful collection of knowledge.
so again,,if your here just to cause problems,,,we can make that a "non problem" solution VERY quickly,,,,ask everyone what Jeff would do hehe
and when i call you BOY,,,its cause you are,,,now me,,, i take being called a BOY VERY serious,,,,so where do ya wanna go from here?,,,,the person with the "big brains" should know the answer,,,,so go ask tim,,,you 2 togather is about as smart as,,,,um,,,half of me hahahahahahaha
and as we see,,no REAL response bout ya crap,,,cant even answer the easy questions,,,and if ya gonna quote me,,,least answer it,,,but if ya need help,,,i can email ya the answers hehe
and just for you bobbyboiy (432)530-6406 is my business phone,,call me any time between 5am,,and 7pm ,,,,maybe ya make those threats the right way this time hehe

 

How far is Crystalmn from Texas?

 

just a short jount hehe ,,,by plane,,,a few minutes hehe
im pretty sure i could find me a dame on the computer up there,,that would love for me to come "visit" her,,,and she would show me around i bet hehe
is small place too has like 3 zips55422-55427-55248-55249
and 8 isp providers,,from ip range of 244.244.245-768 < big range,,mus have alot of dail up hehehe
i wonder if i walked the tracks calling his name,,or...i bet he plays at ceder knolls park,,,,or maybe even basset creek park,,,hehe,,we could walk our dogs together hehe

 

Ille bet that Bob would lend you one of his babes. Im sure he will have quiet a few being such a smooth talker.

How would he recognise you, do you have a cowboy hat and some high heels with spurs on ? Oh and jeans with leather on for sitting on cows?

Ive never been to America Ive only seen movies. Looks good fun walking into a bar and the piano player stops and you say "gimmi a beer" then the barman slides it about 20feet down the bar,!!! yeah ha. The you slam some coins down on the bar as hard as you can without counting them,--then you look round the room and they all start talking again.

Yup,!! yea ha,-- ise never bins to the states

 

Hehe. The girls want a word in...

 

The pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won.

The pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he entered in another race and it won again.
The local paper read:
PASTOR'S *** OUT FRONT.
The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the pastor not to enter the donkey in any more races.
The next day the local paper headline read:
BISHOP SCRATCHES THE PASTOR'S ***.
This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey.
The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent.
The local paper, hearing of the news, Posted the following headline:
NUN HAS THE BEST *** IN TOWN.
The Bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey so she sold it to a farmer for $10.
The next day the headlines read:
NUN SELLS *** FOR $10.
This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the high plains where it could run free.
The next day the headlines read:
NUN ANNOUNCES HER *** IS WILD AND FREE.
Alas The Bishop was buried the next day.
MORAL OF THE STORY???
Being concerned about public opinion can bring you much grief and misery and even shorten your life.
So, be yourself and enjoy life.
Stop worrying about everyone else's *** and you'll live longer.

 

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