we swapping gay bar locales now?

 

No, but I can't help but notice the tone of hope in that post. You looking for a new place to pick up d*cks?

 

I can't get lap dances from your mother 'cause she'd break my legs, and I'd have to bathe for a week straight to get the smell of fish off of me.

 

lol^

You pirates were made to swab each other. In the meantime, your wife wants wanted me to let you know the headboard is broken again. I'd offer to pay for it again, but this time I wasn't there as the line out the door was too long.

 

My wife isn't home. You must have found the cat. Understandable though, given your condition.

 

Hey! I'm liking this guy alot - he's like jock rash and crabs without the itching!

 

That's awful sweet of you. And don't worry about the crabs, yourmom gave them to me too. She even tried to charge me extra for them.

 

well of course she charged! do you know the man-hours involved in training those little buggers - hey snap your fingers three times and watch them samba - it's cool!

 

You're wrong. Your mom's crabs do polka. You must have got yours from Ricky Martin.

 

is that why you're always in arms reach of an accordian??? ya liken that a tad too much, m'boyo...