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That's alright.. We will git you all proper trained sooner or later. Shoes and/or Pants are Not required if you are just coming outside to bring me a Beer and a Sammich. Otherwise I cant really think of much of a reason for you to be outside the house anyway (Well unless it is go git more sammich Fixins and/or Beer).

Yes, She does.

Dust.. and lots of it.

going to have to pass on that. Divot on the other hand... well he said PM him.

This should be settled the Traditional Bonfire way here. Both of you post topless pics and we will judge who we like better. A very practical solution to this debate.

A rig is going to be worth more than a Beer and a Sammich . . . There better be some cleaning involved! I didnt say she would GET the rig.. Just that after bringing me Sammiches and Beer for a while she could ASK me to buy her a rig. The answer will of course be NO being that Just had sell my own damn rig because I am flat fucking broke and had to pay my own bills. But at least this way I get a few beers and some meals out of it and THAT is what is really important here. What do I get out of it? My Company. and that should be more than enough.

Well I was going to say.. She is sitting on a Goldmine.

A rig is going to be worth more than a Beer and a Sammich . . . There better be some cleaning involved! I didnt say she would GET the rig.. Just that after bringing me Sammiches and Beer for a while she could ASK me to buy her a rig. The answer will of course be NO being that Just had sell my own damn rig because I am flat fucking broke and had to pay my own bills. But at least this way I get a few beers and some meals out of it and THAT is what is really important here.

Uhhh. NO. Get a Job!! (Or at least learn to make me sammiches and fetch beer before asking me for a rig)

Oh!! Oh!!! OOOHH!! Cat fight!! I will buy a case of beer for the winner. Just don't forget to Pull hair and rip Clothes!!

I wonder if there is ANY woman that has truly never tried to use her "Charm" to get something for nothing? Seems like every time I go out to a bar, At least one or more women ask me to buy them a drink. Only difference I see here is that this girl is being fairly straight forward and honest about it. No sort of reciprocation or favor was implied in that ad.. Simply, I need money, Wanna give it to me? My answer would be same the same as most, NO!! Get a Job but certainly not worth getting irritated over.

There are ways to help all of the people mentioned in the poll beyond just money. And it does all boil down to how well I knew the person or if organization and any personal connection I had with them. Also a lot would depend on my personal financial situation at the time. In years past throwing a $100 or even a couple $100 to someone that needed help was not a problem. Today, That would be a lot harder to do. If I have a friend that fucked up and is laying in a hospital bed, I don't think it is my place to refuse to help them simply because they were stupid. Clearly they are already "paying" for their mistake. If it is a friend, I help any way I can because that is what friends do. We all make mistakes, It is your friends that will be there to help you get up after making those mistakes. I would not help them pay medical bills but I would gladly help them buy groceries if needed. Helping out surviving Families is another thing I will do if I can. Especially the children who will already have to deal growing up without one of their parents. If I have some cash to spare, A little help to offer, I will do so.

Yep!! Same here. Dave introduced me to Don Julio too.

Flaming Dr. Peppers are another good option. A shot of Ice Cold Root Beer Schnapps or Amerato Topped with a little Bacardi 151 A Mug of Beer Light the Shot, Drop it in the Beer and Chug. Tastes just like a Dr. Pepper.

Are we Battering or Bartering?? A PB&J is OK but it MUST be accompanied by a ice cold Beer of reasonable quality.

Just doing my part to make the world a better place.

Free??? Hell No, If I am going to be a Practice Dummy, It costs at least a Sammich and a Beer!! I do offer feedback and helpful suggestions at no extra charge.

Sort of. The truth is Women just need more practice.

And even got her to post Pics of the act.

hey.. If he still has the camera out.... I have a few other suggestions!!! first I suggest another shot.. Or three.. Then you are going to need A Large Bottle of Baby Oil, Some Visqueen or other large plastic sheet and a Spinner from a Twister game.

Chill the Tequila!!!! Take two shot glasses. One with tequila and one with Pickle Juice. Take the Tequilia shot, Swallow, Take the Pickle juice shot. It really is good. Cant wait to hear the report.

Well "Christmas in your mouth" is a very special shot that only give out occasionally. But I do just so happen to making up a large Batch tomorrow. Maybe I will send you a care package to help you adapt to the Empty nest. Edit: As for the Tequila.. Have you ever tried Chasing a Tequila shot with Pickle Juice? As strange as it sounds, It is really good and takes away all the Burn/Bite of tequila. I am serious, Try it sometime.

either Ice Cold Patron or Don Julio Anejo.

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But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk. I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger. The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again. Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft. There is a great need for sarcasm font. 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Tell us who be messing with our favorite Potty Mouthed Midget... We will send Clay and a Casserole dish out to fix things.