dump it in the creek........ ask cheeto

 

Oil + stove(wood) = lots o heat!!!

 

get an IDI diesel, and dump it in the fuel tank.
with diesel at $3.75 per gallon, that is close to $34 worth of fuel.

 

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Ill have to see pics of the wife first.

 

They will be able to come out of the closet and get married soon. MARYland is just about to pass a new bill to allow gay marriage. I think Kris will serve double duty as best man and maid of honor.

 

cheeto informed me that he didn't dump oil in a creek, the wife decided to use it as lube for when she uses the super double extra mega brotha man sized strapon on him. she said ok to lube, but only because him crying like a 13 year old alter boy on palm sunday late night just doesn't turn her on as much as it used to
:flipoff:

 

know what i hate????

getting pics like this with invites to parties when i'm sitting at home with the kids and can't go party 10 blocks away.

i miss being single and kid free. i had fun being a drunk then, and i had a good job and fun stuff to do at night and on the weekends

 

Drink another one your not drunk enough if you still care

 

are takin pics of my table again dan

 

You need to drink some of that truth sirum so you can tell her how you really feel

 

lmao he'll have to make a youtube video then

 

the wife is big time anti jaeger, we'll just say i call it a time machine to an angry world cause every time i drink more than 3-4 shots of it i end up going overboard with it, i lose large periods of time, and then people are generally pissed at me for reasons i'm not too sure of. god i love that stuff

short story time!!!!

so back when i was still single and pretty much was trying to test my bodies limits to alcohol i used to drink massive amounts of jaeger daily. i didn't have a license and lived about a half mile from a bar i basically lived in when not at work. i'd spend everynight there from 8:45 till 2a.m. or later. one day i got off work early on a payday thursday, bad!!!! i slammed beers and shots from 6 till 1:30 when they called last call. i got the bright idea to order 6 double shots and downed them back to back in a few minutes, tried starting a "playful" fist fight with the smoking hot bartender, and promptly passed out mid sentence falling back off my barstool where i layed for a few minutes, got up and walked home like nothing had happened. next day i wake up, my *** is hurting and i have no clue what the hell happened the night before, and i'm trying to figure it out because i wanna know why my *** hurts. took me a week of questioning people but i finally got the bartender to tell me what happened. she only worked one day a week. so i'll just say i was happy to find out i didn't get cornholed by some billybob in a blackout drunk moment. i haven't drank jaeger much in public since then. i figure if you have to try to backstep the night to figure out what happened, you should stick to drinking that mind erasing **** with good friends you trust

 

I think you left a bit of the story out there, DAN. Did you flip the stool over and make seats for three of your closest "butt buddies"?

 

I HATE MILs! If she keeps this self righteous sheot Im seriously going to kick her like Im attempting the game winning field goal.

 

get 'er!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111111