RoyalOrleans

Using the X when playing Scrabble is worth 8 points.

No...no...no....... Are you an idiot? Just because Roy passed through Garrison or stopped at the local greasy spoon to take a dump, doesn't make him a Texan or a Cowboy. Everything in Texas is bigger, they say. Even the lies.

I'm sure Roy Rodgers, if he were an actual cowboy, would love to nail ol' Gene in the bunghole while watching Brokeback Mountain.

All the more to utterly level, my naive friend.

That's a very true statement. Discrimination exists in all forms. A synonym of "reverse discrimination" should be equality. The rest of your mindless prose reminds me of a poem I wrote. You want to hear it? I call in, "You're a Turd". Here it goes... Turd. Word. Nerd. Herd. I want to die.

Poor Old Nigger Thinks Its A Cadilac

I watched Mr. and Mrs. Smith. By far the biggest piece of crap ever devised.

No mention of holding the one-eyed trouser trout in her mouth untuil the swelling went down.

As a consequence of past indiscretions, I had to do some community service for the County of Hall, Gainesville, Ga. On one of my five trips to the local convalescent home, I saw a man in there that was a deadringer for my grandfather. I was curious and decided to go inside. I ended up speaking with the man, turns out he was a tailgunner in WWII and Korea. He said to me, "You've got to get me out of here!" I replied, "Why?". He said, "I fell this morning and this big, burly buck ****** orderly came behind me, yanked down my pants, and fucked me in the ass." In shock, I replied, "Jesus! Is that all?" He said, "Well two days ago a hot, big titted nurse came in to give me a sponge bath and ended up blowing me until I shot a hot load down her throat." "Well, I guess you have to take the good with the bad, sir." I retorted. Suddenly he furrows his brow and throws his arms in the air and replied, "You don't understand, sonny! I only get a sponge bath once a week, but I fall at least seven times a day!!!". Partially true story. I did do community service, but never went to a convalescent home.

What say me? I say alot of bullshit. On this matter, I have to say that dress codes at work are essential to maintaining the company's values and perception in the eyes of their customers, their competitors,and the public. Hence the Brown Suit I slide on every single day. UPS does not supply skirts in brown for the deliverywomen. Thus, I have to believe that a woman can wear the same outfit as a man.

I trolled for his mom last night. Beneath the old 7th Street Bridge in Gillsville. Yes, the same bridge that a box truck had its roof ripped off while trying to pass under. I was there, I saw it happen. And then I met hassviper's mom and drilled her in that ass.

I have to say 99.9% of new movies, television, and video games are absolute shit.

You ought to hear me rant about the white and black trash here in Georgia. Geez... what a bunch of welfare hounds.

Better idea.... put your number on the National Do Not Call Registry. If one slips through, hang up! Also, you can grill them on how they got your number and that this particular number is on the Registry. Ten times out of ten, they'll hang up before you can finish, "I'm on the Nat....". That's all you have to do.

It depends on what part of the country that you're from. Deliverance was a documentary, ya know.

I guess this could apply to JFK, MLK, John Lennon, and Malcom X.

Brilliant analogy... and who's to say that large Pantheons of Deities and Demigods don't or never existed? That's why I treasure my degree in Folklore Mythology.

The picture is George Lincoln Rockwell! He was a US Naval Commander and and was the founder and Commander of the American Nazi Party and perhaps the most notorious American neo-Nazi leader of his time.

Please tell me that they haven't corrupted the Constuction workers, Indian Chiefs, and the Motorcycle Enthusiasts of the world!

Perhaps it's the beer talking or the beer making my wits dull, but what the fuck is the purpose of this thread? And who died?

Typical Nebraska advice. Ford is a shitty company and the Mustang is a dirtball's Corvette.

Carolina Pride makes hotdogs and bacon. I think the bread is called "Honky White Bread." or "Das Wunderbread".

I don't think Country Pride will be posting again... just a prediction.

So you're saying that a couple of cowboys out roaming the range, driving their cattle, and dreaming about women; don't get a little anxious when the batten down for the night? In all of the ranges, pastures, and wooded glens in the West, no cowboy has ever made another cowboy his hobbyhorse? Don't go thinking I don't know shit about shit or hard work... yadda yadda... I grew up in rural North Georgia. A son of a son of a hog farmer and cash croppers.