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Can I borrow $100
Out of your stories you posted here, rate from 1-10 the amount of crazy of each of Bobo's victims?
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Nash...what's your favorite beer of all time? If you could have only one, tonight, what would it be?
Yes. At 100% interest due in 30 days. Failure to pay in full will result in you waking up one morning with a bloody rodent's head at your feet under the covers. Failure to pay in 5 more days will result in a "Courtesy Visit" from Henry the Hammer, and Frankie the Fist who's specialty is the cracking of nuts.
This post was edited by Nashnole 13 months ago
How big of a rodents head? And can we video tape the reaction my wife would have?
They were all a little crazy!
2 - Red-Headed cousin. Brave though. Assaulted me in public at the swimmin' hole, and snuck into my attic bedroom multiple times to have her way with me. Promised me we would go "All the Way", the next summer, but she was a no-show.
4 - Next door mature Blond lady. Scared the sheet outta me with her screamin'. Taught me some tricks I could use on the ladies. A very 'oral' advocate. She liked to wear negilegee's, and have me pull them off with my teeth. A REAL Blond, lots of fur to keep out the cold.
1 - College chick who stole all my innocence. Knew what she wanted and what I did too. She liked to ride the pony all over the ranch, outside too.
4 & 1/2 - Mature Greek woman. Tough as nails, used her nails, a great cook, and a serious bellower. Was fond of examining Bobo in minute detail, and talked to him in Greek, which was a little strange, but this always ended up with him having a song hummed to him.
3 - 1/2 - Flagler #1. Rich, spoiled, fun loving and also a screamer. Also a horsewoman, and liked for me to bite her strawberries - hard. I was reluctant, but she insisted, so being raised a Suthun Gentleman, I of course did the polite.
1/2 - Flagler #2. The teacher who was European and far advanced beyond me in personal relations, I learned a great deal from her about how to be around strong, very sexual women. Europeans have a different sensibility about sex and nudity than Americas used to, and she was fond of us laying around bare ice, reading the paper to each other. Watch out for the Coffee! Arrrrgggggghhhh!
7 - Flagler # 3. JEALOUS. Also insatiable. Wanted to get married one day and kill me the next. We spent a year trying to break our record, set at 8 times from Fri. at 7 pm to Sunday at about 10 pm. Came close a lot. She was insecure and used lovin' to bind me to her.
5 - Plantation Red-Head. Used and abused me, nursed me back to health when I was injured "Rabbit Huntin" with her idiot twin brothers (those sponge baths were VERY interesting), told me she loved me and then bravely went off to hide in Europe for a coupla years. She liked to kiss while we were connected, more than any other I was ever with.
10- Jazz Bistro Girl. EXTREMELY JEALOUS. A mean drunk. Tried to bite Bobo's nose off one time. Only time I ever struck a woman in anger. Literally stunned her with a slap to the face. Ironically, right after she got her wits about her, she wanted to boogie. A nasty customer around. Flirty with other men, but if she caught me even talking with another woman at a party, she went ballistic, and cussed everyone out.
10. A one-night stand in PC,. I'd been without companionship for a year or so, and in dire need picked up a nice woman in a C&W bar known in slang parlance as the "Meat Locker." I woke up tied to her bed, with her kids bouncing on me asking me if I was going to be their new daddy. She came into the room with a knife, and I thought my hose was about to be truncated. She cut me loose however, and popped the question. I killed about 10,000 flowers in her yard high-tailing it outta there! I must have been REALLY drunk to allow myself to be help prisoner, even for Belly-Button-Boogie games.
11. Wife if brilliant, but crazy. Even at our age she falls in love with any baby human or animal we come across. She's NEVER on time, sees everything Black or White, and will sit there looking confused while everyone else is laughing at my jokes. I love her to distraction, as she was by my side every minute I dealt with my cancer of the liver. Oh yeah, after 24 odd years, we still wrestle once in a while.
1. St. Pauli Girl.
2. Gennessee Cream Ale.
4. Beck's Bock once in a while. A nice, thick and ropey draw from the very bottom of the huge beer barrel. I believe it has magical properties, as every time I drank it, I became even more stookider.
Ginormous with lots of blood. You will be astonished to see what happens to your wife.
we knew your wife was crazy - she married you.
I resisted it hard. I told her I was BIG Sports Fan, and College Football in particular. Profane, given to the telling of jokes and funny stories, and just a different kinda guy. Didn't want ANY kids, and I'll say it again ANY kids; and loved to watch TV. I told her I wan't going to change, but I would love her, and guard her, and back her play, AND we would have to co-habitate for a while in sin (which absolutely grated on her mid-american Methodist sensibilities and upbringing), if she wanted to go in front of the preacher.
She said "I ain't askeered!" Then she immediately started in trying to change me. After about 20 years she finally gave up. See, she don't like it when I refuse to let Bobo come out to play.
withholding sex - ending fights since the beginning of time.
This post was edited by nolesfan73 13 months ago
Someone please give Jay n up vote for me I hit the wrong button sorry bro
Gotcha covered. Up arrer for the Jayster. He knows cool snacks!
Thanks Nash appreciate it
Nash, how do you feel about Elvis sightings? Is the big man still alive?
Now you know I grew up during Elvis' heyday, so of course, maybe he's still kickin' it somewhere. Conventional wisdom, however, dictates otherwise, as delineated in this beautiful and haunting ballad from Marc Cohn:
"Walkin' in Memphis."
The King came to me in a dream last night, and told to break out my trusty Gibson and start pickin again. I hope he don't mean I'm getting ready to join his band up in Harp-land!
You on meds again.
Why the FOOK are you up at 3 am?
I shook hands with Wilfred Brimley once, and he gave me the Diabeetus. It's a nasty little cuss, that attacks yer belly and hoodwinks you into thinking yer hungry, when in actuality your gut is full of groceries. Even when you eat a nice snack before you head out to nod-land, in about four hours or so, it sneaks up on you, and makes yer belly cramp up. Soooooooo it's a trip o the fridge for milk, and the pantry for a cracker or six. Then you get to wait for an hour or so until your gullet is quiet enough let you dream of ice-queens, whose touch will sure take the heat out of all yer appendages.
I tried to sue Wilfred and Don Ameche his henchman, but was told Willy had infected about 40 million of us and my case would heard sometime in the year 3285. We were denied ass-action status due to the fact that so many of us were so fat, that if they got us all in one place, our planet would be knocked off its axis, spin out of its orbit, fall into the sun, cooking our goose well before we got there.
What the heck are YOU doing up at 1 of the clock in the morning, way out there in the land of TaxYerFortune and Rotten Oranges? Seems to me somebody should mind their own beeswax!
Well here come the cats, amarchin' on my yarbals, so yer faithful correspondent will sign off fer now, and head downstairs on a quest for some hot Javanese concoction with milk and oh so sweet tenner.
I can dig St. Pauli, Coors (ORIGINAL), and maybe Beck's... but Gennessee? Come on bro.
If I had to imagine what mule piss would taste like, that would be as close as it got save maybe Old English 800.
The poster formerly known as 31-7. Understood by few, known by many, loved by all.
Except for the Bock's I always perferred smooth pilsners.
Gonna have to try this St. Pauli...not a fan of Coors!
Nash, best meal you've ever had at a restaurant?
Depends. Do you want the short version, or the "Best Of" version.
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