TBG 150

WTF was that at the end? It looked like a .40 caliber and it pretty much self destructed. The rest you could see the outcome just looking at the way they held the weapon.

She has the ass for it too.

Adeline just did a beautiful BJ from start to finish. Marcus is a lucky dude. I hope he takes care of her when she is able to let him.

It seems deer are extremely aggressive. They are the only ones that attack the decorations.

Good question if you think it should go like a 1950's-1960's family. I would think the feminine side of the relationship would do it. How a modern same sex couple do it is questionable. It's just the wife and I here and we sorta share the household chores. Except the kitchen. It's my kitchen. Stay out of it. I'm the chief cook and bottle washer around here. But if you come in and make a mess, clean it up. I don't follow anyone around with a cleaning rag.

I had just gotten my driver's license.

He must be married!😄

She could have made that video sound a lot more intelligent, had the word 'fuck' not been used for about every other word.

I was thinking the same thing. She was playing in that wheelchair, because if she really had to use it, she would know how and its limitations.

Is that how you see his shows? You need to get out of the cornfields and see the world. I forgot, you won't ever see one of his shows again. R.I.P. I never listened to southern rock. That shit hurts my ears. All that screaming and twanging on gitars. The shit they call country is the same now. Just glorified rap-crap. Fuck that noise. When I did listen to rock and haven't for years, it was Pink Floyd, Traffic, Tull, etc... Good stoner music. Now, when I do listen to music, I revert back to the masters of the 1600's, 1700's and 1800's. Good classical, philharmonic and orchestral music. It soothes the mind. There is no hate, no drugs, no idiots that thinks that they know how to sing.

Nah! In Florida we go to the Jimmy Buffet school of partying. More laid back and it doesn't hurt the ears.

They sent me off to college to gain a little knowledge, but all I really did was learn how to score.

I'm still trying to figure out why you guys want to go to war with each other over people you don't know, will never know and have no bearing on your lives whatsoever. They lay around the house covered with ink, spreading their legs on cameras for the world to see. Does that really excite you that much? If so, then, your lives are no better than theirs. Then you come on a chat forum and do nothing but post about their every move, how they eat, how they fuck, what they wear and then argue with each other about who they like better. They don't know you anymore than you know them and further, if you had a brain, you would realize that they are like every other scam, to take money out of your pockets and put it in theirs. It is their job to do that. They are put in an apartment, given untold amounts of electronic toys so that they can entertain you and take your money. If they are out of the apartment, there is nothing to see but the fleabag cats and there is no money in it for the masters. So, they do whatever it takes to keep them locked in and naked to suck you in. The most laughable part is, you pay them. That's like paying PornHub for all the same shit you can get for free all over the Internet. And by the looks of the fees they charge, they are doing pretty good all off of the sweat on your balls, because most of you go to work to support your family. Think about what that $30+/month will buy you. Most of these amateur porn stars have pussies and assholes that are so distended from shoving in bigger and bigger objects that when they hit their 40's those holes will be falling out of their bodies and the young folks that enter the medical field into those specialties are going to make a fortune in private practice. So, quit hating on each other and laugh at the idiots on your screens together.

Well, the knife didn't work, you're still here whining about something incoherently. Your post is totally open ended. This place is a SNAFU from beginning to end, that's why we're all here. Who are these little girls that you post about? And who is daddy? You are referring to someone as 'you', but you don't use a proper noun, so your complaint could be about any of the 20,000+ members here. Apparently, you don't want to say who is sucking you, but anytime you get sucked, it's a win! Come clean and state your issue with relevance.

These savages are just like pit bulls. They all need to be exterminated.

That is what caught me with RLC. Just that down-blouse, or a panty shot when one of the girls sat down. The nip-slip and watching them having sex in the dark. Always hoping to see more. And then Nora would pull the blanket over her legs, or Mighty-Mouse would look into the camera and close her legs. Voyeur porn was pretty much always my favorite. Even today, in public I like to try and situate myself where I might be able to get a panty shot of a woman/girl getting out of the restaurant booth or chair. When I was 16 as a valet car parker at a high end club in Ft. Lauderdale, I would open the passenger doors of the cars and stand in front of the door so that as she spread her legs to get out, you always got a nice shot up her dress. Many of those women had no panties at all on and they knew you were looking and you could see it in their eyes when they caught you looking. I had to wear dark pants in those days!

That is just amazing.

Out of the oil, not the engine. I run full synthetic in everything and never run over 4000 miles on an oil change. These vehicles are pre-programmed to go just so far on the recommended service intervals. Fluid changes are the cheapest insurance you can get.

Must be an inside joke.

Just cleaning up the gene pool one dumbshit at a time.

I wonder if there is an English translation for that?

17:10 EDT here and it's flying along.

Moving along real nice here too.

@Captain Kangaroo I tried to PM you so the thread doesn't get muddied up, but this site is so screwed up all I could put in was a subject. We used to have a whip that was a 2' section of 2" dowel rod with 9 strips of leather attached to it. We called it "The Cat of Nine Tails" When it came out and the old man would twirl it over his head, it would whistle. It did no good to run. He was a USMC Master Sergeant and could outrun us in speed and distance. We (brother and I) would just stand there and take the punishment. It wasn't brutal and we always got the, "This is going to hurt me more then you", deal. Just one time I smarted off back that I didn't think so. I never did it again, I just shut up.

There is a local saying in the surrounding communities where I live. It goes something like this...'Never fuck around in XXXXXXXX. Behind every door is a 12 gauge just waiting to blow your dumbass away'. No one steals packages, knocks mailboxes off of their stands, tries to kidnap children coming or going to school, or really anything considered bad. We did have a few incidents of school kids trying car doors at night and stealing loose change, glasses and other things, but that stopped real quick when a few got kneecapped with 2X4's and had to sit in casts for a few months. No one knew anything about who did the breaking of the legs and the cops didn't really dig either. They just knew that we would take care of our own neighborhood so they really didn't have to.