Millpucky

 
 
Damn, you did all that with a riding mower?

I'm a full time unemployed person currently. Take kids to school, do some housework, pick them up, play games in the mean time.
 
However I have a prospect on the horizon.
 
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That's me in the chair. Gunna cut off 5 years of hair for St. Baldricks Organization. My hair was auctioned off for charity and got over $1100.00 USD!
 

Well you really have no idea what socialism is then because Socialism is not Communism, how many are on the poverty line in your country....millions, do you really think the working class were rich before socialism, no they were much worse off lol.

Socialism has never raised anyone out of poverty...it has only lowered the "working class" into poverty...
 
aj

Can you imagine what kind of damage a person could do with a rubber band and a tightly folded paper wad?

 
enjoy,
 
aj

oh god hellkid put some clothes on

I knew I shouldn't have looked!!

WARNING!!!
Don't Shave That Hair!!! 
I have recently made a mistake in my life, and I offer my story to you, that you may learn from my error. It all started, as many things do, with me having trouble shitting. 

No, I was not constipated; this was not a regularity problem but a matter of technique. It seems my ass-hair had grown to such a length that tiny grogans were constantly getting tied up in the matted jungle between my asscheeks. It led to much frustration, with me KNOWING that I still had something to drop, but unable to shake the tenacious turd loose from its butthair dwelling. Eventually I would have to do two things: either reach down with some paper and try to pinch off the lingering loaf (which required careful precision to avoid smearing the creature all over my rear, especially since I had no way of seeing what I was doing) or just go for broke, start wiping, and hope that I could remove all the leftover fecal matter before the toilet paper reached its Can't-Be-Flushed threshold. 

I was contemplating this problem, when I had what seemed at the time to be a bright idea. "Hey! This is my butt and my butt-hair, right? So why don't I just eliminate all the hair, and then my grogans will flow out like beer from a keg!" I said to myself. It is a statement that will go down in history with a lot of other regretted statements. "How many Indians could there be?" said by General Custer. "Looks like a good day for a drive!" by JFK. "There! America On-Line now has complete Usenet access!" by some idiot system tech. Such was my anal shaving idea. 

I performed the operation that night, with a cheap disposable razor and a towel to sit on. Starting from the bottom, and shaving from the crack to the cheeks, I began the arduous process of ridding my ass of hair. Occassionally, I would have to clean the razor of accumulated hair and miscellaneous slime, which I did by wiping it on the towel. Slowly, my twin mounds and the between-ravine began to resemble the hairless cheeks of a newborn baby. Finally, I wiped the razor one last time, and surveyed my work. The towel was covered with a pile of hair. My ass was smooth as ivory. I smiled, satisfied, thinking my troubles were over. 

Little did I know. 

I now have a great respect for anal-hair. Like everything in this world God created, it has its mighty purpose in existence. It was only after I had removed it that I started to learn how much I had been taking it for granted. For one, it provides friction. I learned this the next day, when I walked out into the sun heading for class. After climbing two flights of stairs and starting to sweat, I started to notice something unpleasant. The sweat was accumulating in my crack, and was causing the unpleasant sensation of my two asscheeks sliding past each other with every step. I thought about going to the bathroom and wiping it off, but had to get to class. Eventually, I thought, it would dry. 

Unfortunately, it did dry, but only after mingling with the microscopic shit- molecules lingering around my brown starfish. When I stood up after class, my cheeks were stuck together with a slimy sticky shit/sweat combination. As I made my way back to my dorm, it started to itch. God-DAMN, did it itch! Felt like a swarm of ants was making its way up and down my crack. Fighting to keep from jamming my hand down there and scratching away, I rushed back to the dorm. 

Unfortunately again, this exertion caused me to sweat, and when I finally reached my room, my cheeks were sliding back and forth against each other like a pair of horny cane-toads. I quickly dropped my pants, and attempted to dry my ass off by sticking it in front of a fan and spreading my cheeks. As I pulled the two mounds of flesh apart, a horrible stench burst free and filled the room. Every dog within a 4 block radius started to howl. I had it worst of all, as the ripe aroma of festering shit/sweat went into the fan and blew back into my face. I fought to keep from heaving. And as I sat there, fighting vomit, my ass cheeks spread and dripping, with the concentrated aroma of my body odor mixed with the tangy smell of my own shit blowing right into my face, I had only one thought: "It will be like this until the hair grows back. Weeks." 

Later on, trying to deal as best I could, wiping my ass at every opportunity, I discovered another wonderful use for ass-hair - ventilation. I attempted to launch a fart, only to have it get stuck between my asscheeks. Apparently, with no hair, the two pink twins can get vacuum sealed together, and the result was a frustrating fart that slid up and down between my cheeks like a lost gerbil. 

As if that wasn't enough, I am now enduring further torture. As anyone who has ever shaved anything knows, when hair is first growing in, it comes in as stubble. Imagine your ass having the texture of a brillo pad. Well, that is what I am dealing with now. It is a hellish torture, and there are many times when I just look out the window and contemplate why I shouldn't just jump out and get it all over with in one fleshy splat, rather than endure this constant agony. 

Friends, DON'T SHAVE YOUR ASS-HAIR! 
 
Borrowed from the best of Craiglist...
 
aj
 

Found XI on "the all seeing eye"

I had just finished up in a Memphis whorehouse back in 2006 or so when this half-naked guy with a very small dick asked me for $20 to pay his blow-job bill, "or they're gonna break my friggin legs," he said, as tears streamed down his pimple-infested puss. So I gave him the Jackson, what the hell.
 
The guy said he was a rug salesman from Minnesota and would pay me back. So I gave him my email address, what the hell.
 
I didn't expect to hear back from the dude but the very next week I get this email that I'm now a member of some idiotic gaming clan. I didn't game, but I figured, what the hell.
 
So I went out and bought COD2 and well, you know the rest of the story.

I started off playing MOH:AA on <<{MFF}>> servers back in 2004 and got addicted to Freeze Tag, signed up with them and enjoyed their family friendly atmosphere, but MOH:AA was slowly dying and many members were not upgrading to better games. We tried branching out to COD2, FEAR and BF2, but it was difficult to get folks to move on. I started playing COD4 FT over on XI servers maybe around 2010-2011  as it was regularly populated and had an awesome FT mod. Stormcrow suggested I pop along to the forums and say hey, as he remembered the XOA clan which is where the MFF founders started (BigRedOne and JonnyBecare).
 
After a few years of FT and bad habits developing (Courtesy of Cobrabites and Jumper) I now frequently yell obscenities at you all and occasionally get near the top of the scoreboard. I was asked to join by Pink (although Nisty chatted with me about it too, maybe even instigated it), Cobra was my sponsor, although google offered and called me a beech.
 
Been a member for almost a year now (8 Months) and you've all been regretting it since! Muahahaha

Poor folks. Sure us brits and the french dont always get along but in times like this, we need to stand together. My thoughts and prayers to them

*\o/*..... cannot wait this is going to be sweet!

 
So what are the positives for Nashville?  Casinos? GoKarts? Class3 Firearm rental facilities?

why not in the middle of every thing? Denver Co. call it XhiFest! where else can you have fun a mile high already? then reach cloud 9.75

Funny thing is, i did spent 6 months in Niagara Detention Center back in 1992 LOL

You know what would be really cool, is if we did an XI Cruise. We could do two, one Euro Mediterranean Cruise, and an American Caribbean Cruise. A little pricier, but it's something we can plan for 2-3 years out when cruise prices are decent and allows time to save up.

Disney had to call George Lucas to see if he had any CGI magic that can make Carrie Fisher look good again.  
 
 

Out today....
 

 
As expected, Ford gets top billing. Likely SAG rules. Check out Fishers hair buns. Makes me laugh.  If you are a *REAL* Star Wars fan you will watch the football game on ESPN. Seems the first and only actual trailer, not teasers, will be shown at half-time. Personally, I will be watching the baseball game instead and wait till its online.

 
 
I like to play with my ...tags... everywhere I go too  

what ya saying bubbles we all meet in ts and join there server  ?  am in with that lol.