JohnnyNashville

enjoy, nj

Looks like the setting is going to be WW1, side note to forum admin....we are going to need a Battlefield 5 forum very soon if not now... enjoy, nj https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=39TGXN5GTE4

That's messed up...but I think the worse of the worse is....Allowing Russia to buy 20% of our uranium and then collecting 100 million via the Clinton Foundation which only .67 cents out of every 100.00 dollars actually goes to poor people... nj

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Parking ticket was 255 dollars, towing 175 plus 75 per day...this happened in Norfolk, VA. It's a hobby of mine when I am out of town...walk the hotel parking lot looking for hookers and illegal handicap parkers....since they want let me yell at other people "Get off my lawn"....next best thing... nj

Poo pics loaded backwards... nj

You wanna speed...I don't care, you wanna smoke dope in your house...I don't care, you want to roll though a 4 way stop with no other cars present...I don't car...You park in a handicap spot...I care! I saw this young girl park her car in a handicap spot and told her she had parked in a handicap spot...she replied " Whatever"...so I call the local police...they came, they ticketed her (255 dollars), she argued with the police officer and pissed him off...thus losing and having her car towed. Do I feel bad?? Oh hell no...she had taken 1 of 2 spots and the next vehicle to pull in was a "Purple Heart" vet with a legit hang tag...I feel damn good. nj

Yes, that is a good price. The OS should be on the SSD, games and porno on the 1gig drive...heck you can play bf4 with that box as long as you have a single 24" or smaller monitor... nj

http://stlouis.craigslist.org/sys/5543025687.html This one is 1000 dollars...maybe they will take 800... nj

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Found this... 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!

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I can help too... nj

Poo....I was hoping you were talking moonshine...I quit smoking dope 20 years ago... Y'all enjoy! aj

Welcome! aj

Like you didn't already googe this.... http://www.vaginalbleaching.org/anal-bleaching-before-after-pictures/ aj

Looking for a new gaming name...so I was hoping "anus bleacher" would have a medical name much like "foot doctor" = Podiatrist...but nope...so the hunt goes on... aj

Sorry drunk post....they are 300 new, I will sell you mine for 100 dollars... aj

A Day in the Life of an Anal Bleacher By Gasm Contributor on October 9, 2013 When it comes to butts, there’s one woman who’s been to many moons and back. Meet Cynthia Thorin, expert waxer and anal bleacher. At her salon, Pink Cheeks, she’s been waxing the hair out of happy heineys for over two decades. In that time, she also pioneered the first DIY anal bleaching system. Anal bleaching came about because people started asking me how to get their in-between the cheeks anal area looking more attractive. It’s amazing how many people think that their anal area is dark from (poop) staining. Trust me, you’d be surprised how many people believe that their “eliminating area” is dark because they didn’t wipe good enough. Back in my day, nobody talked about their butt. You touched it through tissue when you wiped and you cleaned it when you bathed. Today, people look at their winkers (and the winkers of their lovers) way more closely. I generally have to start my anal education by telling my clients (if they shyly inquire about the darkness they have) that their anus isn’t dark because of pooping, or wiping, but because of genetics. That puts them at ease, but doesn’t make dealing with that intimate and noticeable darker area, any easier. As soon as I began waxing the inside of butts, I began getting requests for a way people could make their winkers, whiter too. And thus began my quest to learn about anal bleaching. I went to a Beauty Show in New York and hooked up with a great chemist there. I asked him to create a special prescription for anal bleaching. Our bleach has a base that’s Kojic acid, it’s a sort of a fermented pumpkin enzyme base (and has excellent lightening properties). I’m so proud of how it lightens, working “with” skin, not “at” skin. This is close to the same formula that the geisha girls used in the old days, to lighten their facial skin before they applied the even more whitening, rice powder. When it comes to my routine, my day starts really early. I’m up at 2am, catching up on ordering, filing, paying bills, organizing, and preparing for the rest of my day. I get to work about 6 am, and there are usually clients parked outside. As soon as I open the salon, the fur starts flyin’. I never get tired of seeing butts. If you can think it (and use your imagination!), I have seen it! Nothing bothers me. I used to be the neighborhood babysitter and I wiped a lot of butts and changed a lot of diapers in my life, so I’m used to everything. I don’t judge, and I don’t refuse anyone. I make people feel safe and well cared for. I love my job and not a day goes by that I don’t look forward to coming to Pink Cheeks. It’s been over 30 years now, and I still remember being in Beauty School like it was yesterday. Each night, I wax until the last butt is done. We have no set business hours. People come in and buy the product all day. Since it’s a DIY kit, our customers apply the bleach at night. Then, the product absorbs into the skin while they sleep, and lightens from the inside out. How long it takes to bleach depends on each individuals “melanocytes.” Those are the skin cells that are made up of/under your skin. If the cells are dense, it may take longer to work. If the cells are looser the area will probably brighten faster. It’s important to be consistent with your nightly application. Unfortunately, we can’t tell any client how long it takes lighten their nether regions. Melanocytes are genetically pre-determined and there’s no way to know if they’re tight or loose! Still, people love it, and we send a ton of anal bleach overseas. Six Saudi Arabian princesses came in a few weeks ago (I had to come in for them on a Monday so the public couldn’t see them) and bought 10 bleaches each. They had their 747 waiting for them at the airport. They said it might not have gotten through customs if it had been sent to them! I love that people love anal bleaching. It’s so much more visually appealing to have a hairless winker and a butt hole color that blends better with their skin tone. We definitely don’t want anyone to “glow in the dark,” but we do want people to feel comfortable with their pink cheeks. Because pink and pretty is always better than dark and forbidding, don’t you agree? ——————————————————————– If you’re interested in your own anal bleaching kit, visit Pink Cheeks. Would you bleach your butt? When was the last time your saw yours? Please leave your comments below….. 10

Astro 50, 7.1 wireless....best of the best! http://www.astrogaming.com/a50-headset/A50-GEN2.html I have a set I never use....they mess up my hair....100 dollars plus shipping aj

What's the max weight and height?? aj

Six years ago today I received a call from my mother (who lived in Nashville) saying that the creek 100 yards from her home had flooded and was approaching her door steps. I told her to get out ASAP and check into a local motel at higher grounds...within hours her home was flooded, six feet of sewage tainted water in her living room. I flew in as soon as I could and was amazed at all the volunteers who had came to help a total stranger...I gave my work a 1 month notice (living in Seattle at the time) and move to Nashville to help her rebuild. During this time "The Village Chapel" church never having met my mother rebuilt her home for free. They are truly a church of God...never judging...never condemning...just loving others. Please watch this video, my mother is Mildred (the one that calls them the Village Peaple...lmbo). aj

Use a old cell phone...you phucking idots!! http://fieldguide.gizmodo.com/how-to-turn-your-phone-into-a-dash-cam-1710830106 aj

Yeah...I don't think I can fit in a go-cart...hell I barely fit in a NASCAR race car any more...6 foot 3 and 275 of muscle and brains... but I am very capable of standing on the sideline and throw water balloons... aj

Got my room!!! aj