- Hookers n' cocaine - Sloots with lots of tats - Heights and/or people taller than me - Mushrooms (magic or otherwise) - Eating Quilcine Oysters Raw (cooked is ok) - Tuff guys from Kent, Auburn, Tacoma etc
HAHAHAHAHA I AM YOUR KRYPTONITE BITCH!!!!!!
I know.
You need to face your fears and go on a man date with @Swaye already.
We just sext a lot right now. Trying to get him to come...to Seattle for a sometime.
He’s always outside my place. Usually up in one of the trees or in the shrubs. I’ll PM you the address so you two can meet.
- Hookers n' cocaine - Sloots with lots of tats - Heights and/or people taller than me - Mushrooms (magic or otherwise) - Eating Quilcine Oysters Raw (cooked is ok) - Tuff guys from Kent, Auburn, Tacoma etc
HAHAHAHAHA I AM YOUR KRYPTONITE BITCH!!!!!!
I know.
You need to face your fears and go on a man date with @Swaye already.
We just sext a lot right now. Trying to get him to come...to Seattle for a sometime.
He’s always outside my place. Usually up in one of the trees or in the shrubs. I’ll PM you the address so you two can meet.
Confirmed @Doog_de_Jour wants to watch. Just remember my phobia number 1. No pegging.
I used to love riding my bicycle as a kid, but now the thought of getting on one terrifies me. 5 years ago I bought a bike and tried to make a good faith effort to get back into it again, but fellow bicyclists were major dicks (“ON YOUR RIGHT!!!!”), dedicated paths were overcrowded, and the traffic was too close for comfort even in the bike lane.
- Hookers n' cocaine - Sloots with lots of tats - Heights and/or people taller than me - Mushrooms (magic or otherwise) - Eating Quilcine Oysters Raw (cooked is ok) - Tuff guys from Kent, Auburn, Tacoma etc
HAHAHAHAHA I AM YOUR KRYPTONITE BITCH!!!!!!
I know.
You need to face your fears and go on a man date with @Swaye already.
We just sext a lot right now. Trying to get him to come...to Seattle for a sometime.
He’s always outside my place. Usually up in one of the trees or in the shrubs. I’ll PM you the address so you two can meet.
Pics please or it's all a lie.
I mean pics of you not Swaye in case that wasn't clear. Drunk natives lurking in trees are a dime a dozen in my area. Women that will tolerate this website are not.
I used to love riding my bicycle as a kid, but now the thought of getting on one terrifies me. 5 years ago I bought a bike and tried to make a good faith effort to get back into it again, but fellow bicycles were major dicks (“ON YOUR RIGHT!!!!”), dedicated paths were overcrowded, and the traffic was too close for comfort even in the bike lane.
I got you. It’s pretty easy to knock those fuckers senseless opening up one of the wings on my hydraulic snow plow before I take it off for the summer.
Next time I’ll remember to yell ‘on your left’ before sending them sailing into the ditch.
I used to love riding my bicycle as a kid, but now the thought of getting on one terrifies me. 5 years ago I bought a bike and tried to make a good faith effort to get back into it again, but fellow bicycles were major dicks (“ON YOUR RIGHT!!!!”), dedicated paths were overcrowded, and the traffic was too close for comfort even in the bike lane.
I love cycling, but Seattle has made me into a hater of 81% of cyclists.
- Hookers n' cocaine - Sloots with lots of tats - Heights and/or people taller than me - Mushrooms (magic or otherwise) - Eating Quilcine Oysters Raw (cooked is ok) - Tuff guys from Kent, Auburn, Tacoma etc
HAHAHAHAHA I AM YOUR KRYPTONITE BITCH!!!!!!
I know.
You need to face your fears and go on a man date with @Swaye already.
We just sext a lot right now. Trying to get him to come...to Seattle for a sometime.
He’s always outside my place. Usually up in one of the trees or in the shrubs. I’ll PM you the address so you two can meet.
Pics please or it's all a lie.
I mean pics of you not Swaye in case that wasn't clear. Drunk natives lurking in trees are a dime a dozen in my area. Women that will tolerate this website are not.
You can get all the pics of me from @Swaye. Of course, they’re all pretty much of me getting my mail and taken with a high power telephoto lens, so I doubt you’d find them very titillating.
I used to love riding my bicycle as a kid, but now the thought of getting on one terrifies me. 5 years ago I bought a bike and tried to make a good faith effort to get back into it again, but fellow bicyclists were major dicks (“ON YOUR RIGHT!!!!”), dedicated paths were overcrowded, and the traffic was too close for comfort even in the bike lane.
I got hit by a car with no helmet on a bike during winter break of my freshman year of high school. Broken ribs, chipped hip bone, broken jaw and fractured skull.
Now I only ride bikes if I’m drunk and one of my kleptomaniac frens steals one. #safechoices
Yellow jackets suck. I've been stung a few times by them.
The worst was in 2003 at Autzen after the Cougs laid down a 55-16 beating to those Young, Rich and Cool Ducks. We decided to stay and tailgate longer after the game and let the traffic die down. After pack up instead of trekking the hundred yards or so to the Honeybucket for the final piss , we decided to head for the trees instead. And consequently trampled on a yellow jackets nest. Got stung about 10 times on that one. Was lucky though because I had already dangled the little worm out. But it got reeled in quick.
Three times I have had to go to the emergency room in South Bend. the worst - I was out cutting firewood and got stung on the back of my hand by a bald-faced hornet. Mrs Lebam came over and beat the shit out of the nest - she got stung 6-8 times. about 4 hours later my arm was swollen from my shoulder to my finger tips. Absolutely no wrinkles (and I am old), so off to the ER. They kept me in the hospital 3 days. My kid "let me get this straight, Mrs. Lebam gets stung numerous times, and she has to take you to the hospital - For one sting"
I disowned my kid the little ingrate. That is also when I got my epi-pens
- Hookers n' cocaine - Sloots with lots of tats - Heights and/or people taller than me - Mushrooms (magic or otherwise) - Eating Quilcine Oysters Raw (cooked is ok) - Tuff guys from Kent, Auburn, Tacoma etc
HAHAHAHAHA I AM YOUR KRYPTONITE BITCH!!!!!!
I know.
You need to face your fears and go on a man date with @Swaye already.
We just sext a lot right now. Trying to get him to come...to Seattle for a sometime.
He’s always outside my place. Usually up in one of the trees or in the shrubs. I’ll PM you the address so you two can meet.
Pics please or it's all a lie.
I mean pics of you not Swaye in case that wasn't clear. Drunk natives lurking in trees are a dime a dozen in my area. Women that will tolerate this website are not.
You can get all the pics of me from @Swaye. Of course, they’re all pretty much of me getting my mail and taken with a high power telephoto lens, so I doubt you’d find them very titillating.
One time I got her going for a walk. I was the court mandated 200 yards away of course. Good picture of her though. You can almost see what she is wearing.
I used to love riding my bicycle as a kid, but now the thought of getting on one terrifies me. 5 years ago I bought a bike and tried to make a good faith effort to get back into it again, but fellow bicyclists were major dicks (“ON YOUR RIGHT!!!!”), dedicated paths were overcrowded, and the traffic was too close for comfort even in the bike lane.
*On your left.
It’s good cycling etiquette to let someone know that you’re passing.
- Hookers n' cocaine - Sloots with lots of tats - Heights and/or people taller than me - Mushrooms (magic or otherwise) - Eating Quilcine Oysters Raw (cooked is ok) - Tuff guys from Kent, Auburn, Tacoma etc
HAHAHAHAHA I AM YOUR KRYPTONITE BITCH!!!!!!
I know.
You need to face your fears and go on a man date with @Swaye already.
We just sext a lot right now. Trying to get him to come...to Seattle for a sometime.
He’s always outside my place. Usually up in one of the trees or in the shrubs. I’ll PM you the address so you two can meet.
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I mean pics of you not Swaye in case that wasn't clear. Drunk natives lurking in trees are a dime a dozen in my area. Women that will tolerate this website are not.
Next time I’ll remember to yell ‘on your left’ before sending them sailing into the ditch.
Now I only ride bikes if I’m drunk and one of my kleptomaniac frens steals one. #safechoices
I disowned my kid the little ingrate. That is also when I got my epi-pens
It’s good cycling etiquette to let someone know that you’re passing.
* @azcuck