Yes it's a C&P...but it was from a VERY GOOD email...:



It was another Payday, and I was tired of being a Mr.Goodbar. So I saw Miss Hershey standing behind the Powerhouse on the corner of Clark and Fifth Avenue, and I whipped out my Whopper and whispered, "Hey Sweetart, how'd you like to Krunch on my Big Hunk for a Hundred Thousand Dollar Bar?"

Well, she immediately went down on my Tootsie Roll, and, Uno, it was like pure Almond Joy. I couldn't help but grab her delicious Mounds 'cause it was easy to see this little Twix had the Red Hots. It was all I could do to hold back a Snicker and a Krackle as my Butterfinger went up her tight little Kit Kat and she started to scream: "Oh Henry, Oh Henry!"

Soon she was fondling my Peter Paul and Zagnuts and I knew it wouldn't be long before I blew my Milkduds clear to Mars and gave her a taste of the old Milky Way.

She asked if I was into M&M but I said, "Hey Chicklet, no kinky stuff"-- and then I said, "Look, you little Reese's Pieces! Don't be a Zero, be a Lifesaver. Why don't you just take my Whatchamacallit and slip it up your Bit O'Honey?" (and oh, boy, what a piece of Juicyfruit she was, too).

She screamed, "Oh, Crackerjack, you're better than the Three Musketeers!" as I rammed my Ding Dong up her Rocky Road and into her Peanut Butter Cup.

Well, I was givin' it to her Good 'n' Plenty when,all of a sudden ... my Starburst. As luck would have it, she started to grow a bit Chunky and complained of a Wrigley in her stomach.

Sure enough, nine months later,

out popped a Baby Ruth.

Perhaps it needs something to keep it busy?




....and it comes full circle (so to speak)

Hmmmm....maybe "I" should give that some deep thought.



Zzzzzzzzzziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiippppp!

a Marathon in ^^^^^^^^her Milky Way

Like a Sheepdog


but


I think you have drunk of Circe's cup as well

"I to the threads am like a drop of water
That in the post ocean seeks another drop,
Who, falling there to find his fellow forth,
(Unseen, inquisitive) confounds himself."

WOW!

and darnit if YOUR outfit wouldn't be more complete if you hadn't left that sense of compassion and courtesy for the feeble on your dresser.

as far as anything "I'm" saying they are one in the same.

Heck with brain, heart, and speaking location.........it's a wonder I need a head at all.

The NAFTA version....."Much Ado Aboot Nada"

not half as much as YOUR smart ass retorts.

Hi, I noticed you from across the room and thought I should introduce myself. My names Kyle. What's yours?


<-----has no problem approaching (non threatening) strangers

I've only been through the panhandle......so imo...not only does it not exist....It's a contradiction in terms.

hearts too....don't forget

In fact, I have a huge hearton right now.

Dude....if that did it for me, I'd probably be the luckiest guy in the world......but unfortunately I'm not a planner, dislike show tunes,have absolutely no fashion sense.....and breed.

Good luck to ya.

Well that sucks!


Hmmm....which is pretty much the point here





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wow men talking abut bjs again..im soooooooooooooooo surprisedtongue


We ARE talking matters of the heart here.

You didn't think it was just our brain down there, did you?
pretty much yeh

We ARE talking matters of the heart here.

You didn't think it was just our brain down there, did you?

a gentleman of decorum and class and extra snorkelling equipment

you mean in theirs don't you?

sorry "adolescent relapse"

In that case....does the same