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We know, you prefer other strap-ons.There's no way in hell I'm strapping myself to one of those.
You're wife's a freakin liar!We know, you prefer other strap-ons.
There's no way in hell I'm strapping myself to one of those.
We know, you prefer other strap-ons.
You're wife's a freakin liar!
I'm just repeating what you wife told me. Not passing any judgement.You're wife's a freakin liar!
You drunkenly run your golf cart into a tree, the ranger comes and bitches you out. You drunkenly run your jet pack into a tree, you die a humorous and hilariously ironic death.What could possibly go wrong?
Why waste it on golf? Mount some cameras or guns and go hunting....
About 25 years ago, my friend, Bob Lee, told me about his friend (car restoration buffs) who graduated from
Andrew Jackson. This guy was wealthy and Bob couldn't see how. Well, it turns out that he was a hunting guide for wealthy CEOs. They hunted Elk in South Dakota -- hunted them from helicopter. That's against Federal Law.
So the FBI ran a sting and cuffed him...They took both of his houses, big fine $, and 2 years
in Fed prison. They took the houses because in their searches, in both houses, they found
Roladexes containing the names of past and potential clients.