My name is Jim. Jim Swilley. I was in a recording studio in Memphis, Tennessee when Elvis Presley waltzed into the building and told me to take a hike. He was there to record some new music and he sent me, and my band packing. I'll never forgive him for that. The world deserves to hear me and my band play. We're called Captain Swilley and the Memphis Amigos. Our hit (and it would have been big, man!) was "No Use Cryin' Over Spilt Beer").
I wish I could find my picture in here. It would be a shock like...wtf? that's me! then I'd read and cry for a minute. then it would hit me, hey, that's funny! and then i'd have to laugh.
He Looks Like.. he just walked out of his aunts outhouse, where there was no supply of paper, or corncobs (Because the pigs got in there and ate everything) Anyway, it seems that when he stood up, his car keys slid out of his pocket, and into the #1 Hole, of the 2 holer, that he was just a few minutes ago enjoying the peace and quiet of. Wondering about where the family would like to visit next. Right Now, he's contemplating getting out all of the scuba gear in the S.U.V., so that he can convince his scuba loving wife , that this will be the adventure of a lifetime. To actually Dive in the recess's of thier aunts 2 holer,to find the buried lost treasure , of the car keys.Good thing the Durango, was left unlocked huh?Summer Vacation 04, somewhere near the Mississippi Biyou. The End
He Looks Like.. he just walked out of his aunts outhouse, where there was no supply of paper, or corncobs (Because the pigs got in there and ate everything) Anyway, it seems that when he stood up, his car keys slid out of his pocket, and into the #1 Hole, of the 2 holer, that he was just a few minutes ago enjoying the peace and quiet of. Wondering about where the family would like to visit next. Right Now, he's contemplating getting out all of the scuba gear in the S.U.V., so that he can convince his scuba loving wife , that this will be the adventure of a lifetime. To actually Dive in the recess's of thier aunts 2 holer,to find the buried lost treasure , of the car keys.Good thing the Durango, was left unlocked huh?Summer Vacation 04, somewhere near the Mississippi Biyou. The End
He looks like his diet consists of only fried pig fat, pipe tobacco, and tobasco sauce. He drinks it by the glass. His favorite word is "nabbit". On Sundays he sits outside black churches on a one-horse hay wagon and stares menacingly at old ladies as they leave services in their sundresses. He really wishes his state still had an official militia to join.
"I'm Tom Jenkins, the sherrif around these parts. I shot a boy once for pissin' on that tree back there. We don't take too kindly to strangers comin' in here and thinkin' they're all uppety and such. You best be movin' along."
His name is T.C. "Hogwash" McManius. He bought that belt off a street vender the one and only time he ever went to New York City. He owns a cow ranch in Macon, Georgia. He got his nickname when he was in college, one night he got so drunk on his dad's moonshine, he jumped in the pigpen and rolled around the mud naked with his dad's blue ribbon pig "Mr. Macon".
Hi. My name is Lou. I am a truck driver. I drive trucks all over this great land, from Buford, Mississippi to Lesterville, Louisiana, and all points in between!
My hobbies are: Work and bowling. Turn ons: Fried food, fast trucks, and fast women! (ha ha) Turn Offs: People that pass on the right, and raw vegetables.
I am a SWM (single white male) looking for a SFF (single fat female) for companionship.
I have an almost new trailer house (1990 model) behind the Gas 'n Go, that I am willing to share with that special girl that wants a relationship for the 'long haul'.
He looks like a country bumpkin in the day time but at night he dresses to the nines in his disco get up to the beat of "you can ring my bell" and he likes his wife to pamper him in diapers as she spanks him and gives him his bottle and tucks him into bed. His little girl alter ego inspires him to hold tea parties for him and his friends. They all dress in tootoos and dance ballarina style for their wives.
My name is BUTCH...err you can call me BUD I guess I'm looking for anyone who puts out on the first date, don't get me wrong... I get plenty! Heck I went to an orgie once, but by the time I left it was more like a family reunion. ( scored that nite )
he looks like hes going to take a picture and send it to his internet girl friend and is very nervous, trying not to fart, he stands very still holding his butt buns together and just smiles. As he is smiling he is thinking what an idoit i am ,trying to impress a girl for who all i know could be a guy and is just playing around with me. But then on the other side it could be a very hot chick hoping that i look like the fake picture that i sent to her the other day. oh great , i just farted out loud. HHaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
"And that's where it landed folks. Now, don't get too close, stay behind the wire, I don't want any evdince of the U.F.O disrupted for the police. Big donut-shaped without the hole, with green and yellow lights the size of my head. It zoomed around the area, spittin' little red balls all over the ground. Now, as you can imagine, I picked all them up, see? I didn't want nothin' explodin' all over anyone's face, see? I got 'em all back at the house, though. *Cough* So, anyway, that's the third U.F.O. I seen this season. Ya'll gotta hear about that one last July..."
I was just looking around the net for web sites related to relationship trouble and came across your blog. I was going to add a blog to my site, for relationship trouble and of course other related material, but I'm not sure if it would work. I'm a bit worried about getting un-wanted 'rude' posts rather than ones related to relationship trouble on my site...... perhaps I just try it out - then you can come and post on it :)
experimental stream of consciousness writer who may or may not be a liar. sanest person you've ever met but i'll look you in the eyes like a computer eating magnets. what i don't know about you, i'll make up. and you'll still love me because you don't know where i went that moment you swore i disappeared. my moods chase the seasons and i hear it makes an interesting read. i like smelling good. you can send pics or holler at me at brokenhalo6@gmail.com
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My name is Jim. Jim Swilley. I was in a recording studio in Memphis, Tennessee when Elvis Presley waltzed into the building and told me to take a hike. He was there to record some new music and he sent me, and my band packing. I'll never forgive him for that. The world deserves to hear me and my band play. We're called Captain Swilley and the Memphis Amigos. Our hit (and it would have been big, man!) was "No Use Cryin' Over Spilt Beer").
I wish I could find my picture in here. It would be a shock like...wtf? that's me! then I'd read and cry for a minute. then it would hit me, hey, that's funny! and then i'd have to laugh.
He Looks Like.. he just walked out of his aunts outhouse, where there was no supply of paper, or corncobs (Because the pigs got in there and ate everything) Anyway, it seems that when he stood up, his car keys slid out of his pocket, and into the #1 Hole, of the 2 holer, that he was just a few minutes ago enjoying the peace and quiet of. Wondering about where the family would like to visit next. Right Now, he's contemplating getting out all of the scuba gear in the S.U.V., so that he can convince his scuba loving wife , that this will be the adventure of a lifetime. To actually Dive in the recess's of thier aunts 2 holer,to find the buried lost treasure , of the car keys.Good thing the Durango, was left unlocked huh?Summer Vacation 04, somewhere near the Mississippi Biyou. The End
He Looks Like.. he just walked out of his aunts outhouse, where there was no supply of paper, or corncobs (Because the pigs got in there and ate everything) Anyway, it seems that when he stood up, his car keys slid out of his pocket, and into the #1 Hole, of the 2 holer, that he was just a few minutes ago enjoying the peace and quiet of. Wondering about where the family would like to visit next. Right Now, he's contemplating getting out all of the scuba gear in the S.U.V., so that he can convince his scuba loving wife , that this will be the adventure of a lifetime. To actually Dive in the recess's of thier aunts 2 holer,to find the buried lost treasure , of the car keys.Good thing the Durango, was left unlocked huh?Summer Vacation 04, somewhere near the Mississippi Biyou. The End
He looks like his diet consists of only fried pig fat, pipe tobacco, and tobasco sauce. He drinks it by the glass. His favorite word is "nabbit". On Sundays he sits outside black churches on a one-horse hay wagon and stares menacingly at old ladies as they leave services in their sundresses. He really wishes his state still had an official militia to join.
"I'm Tom Jenkins, the sherrif around these parts. I shot a boy once for pissin' on that tree back there. We don't take too kindly to strangers comin' in here and thinkin' they're all uppety and such. You best be movin' along."
His name is T.C. "Hogwash" McManius. He bought that belt off a street vender the one and only time he ever went to New York City. He owns a cow ranch in Macon, Georgia. He got his nickname when he was in college, one night he got so drunk on his dad's moonshine, he jumped in the pigpen and rolled around the mud naked with his dad's blue ribbon pig "Mr. Macon".
Hi. My name is Lou. I am a truck driver. I drive trucks all over this great land, from Buford, Mississippi to Lesterville, Louisiana, and all points in between!
My hobbies are: Work and bowling.
Turn ons: Fried food, fast trucks, and fast women! (ha ha)
Turn Offs: People that pass on the right, and raw vegetables.
I am a SWM (single white male) looking for a SFF (single fat female) for companionship.
I have an almost new trailer house (1990 model) behind the Gas 'n Go, that I am willing to share with that special girl that wants a relationship for the 'long haul'.
He looks like a country bumpkin in the day time but at night he dresses to the nines in his disco get up to the beat of "you can ring my bell" and he likes his wife to pamper him in diapers as she spanks him and gives him his bottle and tucks him into bed. His little girl alter ego inspires him to hold tea parties for him and his friends. They all dress in tootoos and dance ballarina style for their wives.
My name is BUTCH...err you can call me BUD I guess I'm looking for anyone who puts out on the first date, don't get me wrong... I get plenty! Heck I went to an orgie once, but by the time I left it was more like a family reunion. ( scored that nite )
he looks like hes going to take a picture and send it to his internet girl friend and is very nervous, trying not to fart, he stands very still holding his butt buns together and just smiles. As he is smiling he is thinking what an idoit i am ,trying to impress a girl for who all i know could be a guy and is just playing around with me. But then on the other side it could be a very hot chick hoping that i look like the fake picture that i sent to her the other day. oh great , i just farted out loud. HHaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
He looks dissapointed that the show "Hee Haw" got canceled.
he looks like goldmember
He looks like he was in the army and only stand at attention.
We just found BTK, the Kansas serial killer!
Seriously, he looks exactly how I picture the famous whacker!
DRUGZ.....DRUGZ are BAD
"No officer, those aren't drugs. That's sugar and catnip."
Captain Kangaroo enjoying his retirement
"And that's where it landed folks. Now, don't get too close, stay behind the wire, I don't want any evdince of the U.F.O disrupted for the police. Big donut-shaped without the hole, with green and yellow lights the size of my head. It zoomed around the area, spittin' little red balls all over the ground. Now, as you can imagine, I picked all them up, see? I didn't want nothin' explodin' all over anyone's face, see? I got 'em all back at the house, though. *Cough* So, anyway, that's the third U.F.O. I seen this season. Ya'll gotta hear about that one last July..."
Hi,
I was just looking around the net for web sites related to relationship trouble and came across your blog. I was going to add a blog to my site, for relationship trouble and of course other related material, but I'm not sure if it would work.
I'm a bit worried about getting un-wanted 'rude' posts rather than ones related to relationship trouble on my site...... perhaps I just try it out - then you can come and post on it :)
Take care
Stewart
Hey! Stop by boxing gym
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