Hobo Jungle
Sure bartender, set me up.
The usual?
Yep, please. Your tits look equisite today.
Thanks, first one's on me.
Thanks, again. Kinda dead in here as usual.
Anything special you wanna here on the juke?
Naa, but I have this neat magnet trick I can do with the steel plate in my head I'd like to show you.
If it means I have to show you my tits to see it, the answer is no, again.
(please continue...)
The usual?
Yep, please. Your tits look equisite today.
Thanks, first one's on me.
Thanks, again. Kinda dead in here as usual.
Anything special you wanna here on the juke?
Naa, but I have this neat magnet trick I can do with the steel plate in my head I'd like to show you.
If it means I have to show you my tits to see it, the answer is no, again.
(please continue...)
Running that red block Charlie.
Tramp wrote:
Hev, here's the best place for lobsters. I asked my fishing buddy and these guys have been around since 1948.
Graffam Lobsters in Rockpost, Maine. 1-800-535-5358. They ship 'em live and wet and ready to boil right to your door. Can't beat that.
Thanks Tramp!! I'll check it out. I'll be away for a week so I'll check it out when I git back.
Later on,
Hev
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P&R Pete
As he stared at her ample bosom, he daydreamed of the dual Stromberg carburetors in his vintage Triumph Spitfire, highly functional yet pleasingly formed, perched prominently on top of the intake manifold, aching for experienced hands, the small knurled caps of the oil dampeners begging to be inspected and adjusted as described in chapter seven of the shop manual.
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P&R Pete
Falcon was her name and she was quite the bird of prey, sashaying past her adolescent admirers from one anchor store to another, past the kiosks where earrings longed to lie upon her lobes and sunglasses hoped to nestle on her nose, seemingly the beginning of a beautiful friendship with whomsoever caught the eye of the mall tease, Falcon.
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