yes

Damn.

You are trying to hurt my feelings.

Pussy.

It's a sign of how tired I am if I'm still at the "trying" stage - normally it's effortless.

:p

You're never alone.

damn... even my abs are getting sore. I need a full body massage.

No comment

I'm touched.

:crybaby:

Pussy

:shake:

Well; I'm a pussy --- cause I'm going to bed....


And your all pussies --- cause you all will go to bed tonight also !!!!




:p

I concur

I love to read.

WTF, no takers?

Dr. Suess?

Fox
Socks
Box
Knox

Knox in box.
Fox in socks.

Knox on fox in socks in box.

Socks on Knox and Knox in box.

Fox in socks on box on Knox.

Chicks with bricks come.
Chicks with blocks come.
Chicks with bricks and blocks and clocks come.

Look, sir. Look, sir. Mr. Knox, sir.
Let's do tricks with bricks and blocks, sir.
Let's do tricks with chicks and clocks, sir.

First, I'll make a quick trick brick stack.
Then I'll make a quick trick block stack.

You can make a quick trick chick stack.
You can make a quick trick clock stack.

And here's a new trick, Mr. Knox....
Socks on chicks and chicks on fox.
Fox on clocks on bricks and blocks.
Bricks and blocks on Knox on box.

Now we come to ticks and tocks, sir.
Try to say this Mr. Knox, sir....

Clocks on fox tick.
Clocks on Knox tock.
Six sick bricks tick.
Six sick chicks tock.

Please, sir. I don't like this trick, sir.
My tongue isn't quick or slick, sir.
I get all those ticks and clocks, sir,
mixed up with the chicks and tocks, sir.
I can't do it, Mr. Fox, sir.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Knox, sir.

Here's an easy game to play.
Here's an easy thing to say....

New socks.
Two socks.
Whose socks?
Sue's socks.

Who sews whose socks?
Sue sews Sue's socks.

Who sees who sew whose new socks, sir?
You see Sue sew Sue's new socks, sir.

That's not easy, Mr. Fox, sir.

Who comes? ...
Crow comes.
Slow Joe Crow comes.

Who sews crow's clothes?
Sue sews crow's clothes.
Slow Joe Crow sews whose clothes?
Sue's clothes.

Sue sews socks of fox in socks now.

Slow Joe Crow sews Knox in box now.

Sue sews rose on Slow Joe Crow's clothes.
Fox sews hose on Slow Joe Crow's nose.

Hose goes.
Rose grows.
Nose hose goes some.
Crow's rose grows some.

Mr. Fox!
I hate this game, sir.
This game makes my tongue quite lame, sir.

Mr. Knox, sir, what a shame, sir.

We'll find something new to do now.
Here is lots of new blue goo now.
New goo. Blue goo.
Gooey. Gooey.
Blue goo. New goo.
Gluey. Gluey.

Gooey goo for chewy chewing!
That's what that Goo-Goose is doing.
Do you choose to chew goo, too, sir?
If, sir, you, sir, choose to chew, sir,
with the Goo-Goose, chew, sir.
Do, sir.

Mr. Fox, sir,
I won't do it.
I can't say.
I won't chew it.

Very well, sir.
Step this way.
We'll find another game to play.

Bim comes.
Ben comes.
Bim brings Ben broom.
Ben brings Bim broom.

Ben bends Bim's broom.
Bim bends Ben's broom.
Bim's bends.
Ben's bends.
Ben's bent broom breaks.
Bim's bent broom breaks.

Ben's band. Bim's band.
Big bands. Pig bands.

Bim and Ben lead bands with brooms.
Ben's band bangs and Bim's band booms.

Pig band! Boom band!
Big band! Broom band!
My poor mouth can't say that. No, sir.
My poor mouth is much too slow, sir.

Well then... bring your mouth this way.
I'll find it something it can say.

Luke Luck likes lakes.
Luke's duck likes lakes.
Luke Luck licks lakes.
Luck's duck licks lakes.

Duck takes licks in lakes Luke Luck likes.
Luke Luck takes licks in lakes duck likes.

I can't blab such blibber blubber!
My tongue isn't make of rubber.

Mr. Knox. Now come now. Come now.
You don't have to be so dumb now....

Try to say this, Mr. Knox, please....

Through three cheese trees three free fleas flew.
While these fleas flew, freezy breeze blew.
Freezy breeze made these three trees freeze.
Freezy trees made these trees' cheese freeze.
That's what made these three free fleas sneeze.

Stop it! Stop it!
That's enough, sir.
I can't say such silly stuff, sir.

Very well, then, Mr. Knox, sir.

Let's have a little talk about tweetle beetles....

What do you know about tweetle beetles? Well...

When tweetle beetles fight,
it's called a tweetle beetle battle.

And when they battle in a puddle,
it's a tweetle beetle puddle battle.

AND when tweetle beetles battle with paddles in a puddle,
they call it a tweetle beetle puddle paddle battle.

AND...

When beetles battle beetles in a puddle paddle battle
and the beetle battle puddle is a puddle in a bottle...
...they call this a tweetle beetle bottle puddle paddle battle muddle.

AND...

When beetles fight these battles in a bottle with their paddles
and the bottle's on a poodle and the poodle's eating noodles...
...they call this a muddle puddle tweetle poodle beetle noodle
bottle paddle battle.

AND...

Now wait a minute, Mr. Socks Fox!

When a fox is in the bottle where the tweetle beetles battle
with their paddles in a puddle on a noodle-eating poodle,
THIS is what they call...

...a tweetle beetle noodle poodle bottled paddled
muddled duddled fuddled wuddled fox in socks, sir!

Fox in socks, our game is done, sir.
Thank you for a lot of fun, sir.

That's the plan.


The Dentist prescribed Vicodin for me when the infection was making it sore, and I forgot that Codine and I don't get along, so I spent the next 24 hours sick as a dog. So when I go back and get it pulled I'm going to have to request Motrin or something like that; I'm thinking about 1600 mg ought to about do it. :D

Pathetic isn't it?

Fine. I'll do it. Where's my oil?

How'd ya know? Are you spyin on me?

That's like comparing aspirin and morphine.

Maybe, but I can't do the Vicodin.

Err...

I prefer men, but thanks anyway.

So do I, but it's just a massage. Guys have stonger hands, I guess.

I believe the correct word is "stalking".

I have already hit my quota on lewd and suggestive post for the night

Then go for morphine or a hammer to the skull.

Knowing my luck I'd OD.

:)

And the proper tool.

I bet some on here have one hand stronger than the other-lol

Dammit, I better close the blinds.

How'd I miss them? :shake:

I would rather get a message then give.

On a hammer to the skull?

Well..like I said..it doesn't really hurt..it's more nerve wrecking than pain..so if they juice you up on something,you'll be fine.

Hands, oil, maybe hot stones....

Or maybe she's not wanting a massage. :hmmm:

You missed Joi telling me to get the lotion because I said you girls were wonderful?

LMAO

No on the morphine, but if there's a way I'd find it.

:doh!:

I thought we were talking about a massage?

I wasn't suggesting that you procure and self medicate the morphine. LOL

How about valium? Then you just wouldn't care.

:thumb:

Hot stones.

Yeah, something like that.

Yeha but that usually turns into more.

LMAO

I'll just take them all and be a walking pharmacy.

Actually I was talking about how I would manage pain after the tooth was pulled.

Once I put my hands on you- you will want more.

Wher are you going to find more hands?

The Dog who was sprawled out in the middle of the living room floor woke up - look at me and went and curled up on her pillow.

Within seconds The Cat got up, stretched - looked at me and went to his bed.

Dude; you need to rediscover the "Quote" tab. LMAO

Nothing is worse than a toothache-for a guy anyway-well that and getting kicked in the nuts.

Yep that was for you big boy- I hate to see you in pain-lol

Unfortunately in my 43 years I've experienced both.

Well there will be 6 when Luv, Country gal and Joi all give me a body message at the same time. :drool:

I am such a dick.

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LOL - Motrin doesn't do much of anything for me for pain - of course, I usually ignore serious pain until it develops into something half crippling. (*except sore skiing muscles - since that's not serious, I'll whine about that).

LMAO

At least you can eat icecream after you get kicked in the nuts-lol

Didn't you post this on another thread?

Repost. But still funny.

Message? Do we get to pick the type of "message" we want to relay?

Well at least you have self realization; that's half the battle.

ROFL

You are what you eat.

Whatever you can dream up.

ROFL

Zing there goes your cuddly image-lol

If we all sent you a message at the same time, that would be three.

I gotta cure for that; quit skiing. :D

:hmmm: I had a near miss with a tree branch and a cliff type drop off today - I wonder how that will get worked into my dreams tonight.

I dreamed I was getting chased by a Grizzly Bear in a tutu and pink hat.

I'd rather get a massage - unless a message would be better. STFU

body rub with your Ky lotion-was what I was thinking :)

Yogi was chasing you? Did you refuse to share your picnic?

Humped from the rear with a tree branch after you've fallin off a cliff is called a nightmare.....

ROFL
Well the trick to that would be to never go hiking in the woods with someone that can outrun you and never in a tutu and pink hat.

If you want a massage, why do you keep talking about messages?

ROFL It was a family of bears from the circus-all dressed up in clown clothes.

I didn't even drink last night?? :hmmm:

That's probably the start of DT's....