Davey Boy 2.0

hahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa [insert snoring noise here]

that should ensure some quality workwomanship

facking hell!

maybe i wouldn't fall asleep if you thought about my needs too brad

i've loved every iced Vietnamese coffee i've ever had- the sweetness usually comes from the carnation-type milk they use. i think you took us to ginger once there Jaimoe, many years ago now- i certainly do remember having soup with you either in a drunken or hungover haze (like any time i spend with you really)

i do like the looks of the menu, generally. but maybe this location just has crappy kitchen staff or something seemed like they had a 'get em in, get em out' thing going on- case in point, the checks came for some people while they were still eating and yeah it was pricey ta boot

How about a plastic surgery gift card?

Fuse -------> Dancing with the Stars [color:#cccccc]my work here is done

yup we watched concert for bangladesh the other day and our little girl was dancing around like crazy to Wah-Wah & My Sweet Lord great musician greater human being

and in reality the bbose will offer up memories that will last a lifetime. at least the first half of the bottle will.

could be a while, my guess is that he's gittin pished in celebration right about now

badams---------> moving to Edmonton?

booze, ignoring the "lasted/lasting" part of the question

here in Hull on St. Joseph near les Galleries de Hull

woof, tried Cora's for the first time today (work thing). awful. lukewarm potatoes. tough aspargus. english muffin not toasted. coffee bland. hollandaise sauce not hot enough

I'm going to make a leap of logic and assume that you're a beer rep for budweiser

con-fookin-grats mon ami Go Habs Go!

Bo knows chicken wings

i bet you still craved a grilled cheese that friday morning

Happy birthday to you both, 'though I don't think slothypoo comes around here much anymore

She was propped up on her haunches, her booty gyrating and bucking like a mechanical bull. I fixated on her mosslike mound, it looked like it had spent some time at a taxidermist's and I thought "that looks familiar". I hearkened back to last fall when I went mink hunting with my burly unshaven neighbour, JB. He stunk like a Fezian tannery but that only made seem more vulnerable, pitiful. Suddenly I leapt into position commandeered her stuffed varmint, and bellowed "Flush out that mink, JB- I think it just scuttled into the bush"

...the long walk up the 2 flights of stairs left them both winded but their increase in body temperature only made them hotter. She threw him down, and climbed atop like a coked up Sherpa. As they mashed their bodies together the sweaty steaming stench attracted his dog, Ralph. JB reached out into the night table to distract him with the granola bar he kept there for emergencies. “Oh no you don’tâ€, she reached out to get it just as Ralph sunk his teeth in. A battle ensued, the tug of war lurching her to and fro amid growls grunts and groans, much to the delight of JB.

late entry: She was thrust upon the sofa like a drunken man being evicted from the local club. She lay there still, the glint of vomit upon her chin reflected into JB's eyes and he knew it was time for some major porking. Her pants dissolved like an chemical accident at a laboratory and as his chubby fingers touched her lady garden. The wetness was something to behold, it reminded him of a trip to Niagra falls but tonight he was going to take her on a tour of Viagra Falls. He plonked his belly on her legs and entered her like Marty McSorley on a breakaway. 9 minutes later JB had blown his beans of desire and lay next to his conquest, he felt like Alexander the great but with the bucket of chicken beside him he knew he was better than that.

Bad Sex Award 2007 shortlisted passages