Art Sandusky

How the hell have I missed out on this?

I can envision in my head what one of these pictures of me would look like. (imagines a crude stick figure with little lights and flowers and triangles around it)

I'm actually going out now. Toodles.

You can say all you want about him being NFL size, but he's sure as hell never felt an NFL hit. It'll give him a harsh reality check. All that size talk goes out the window when he's popping eight different joints back into place.

Mystichrome Cockstrider. I approve.

Knight Rider theme, mofo.

Your sig is funnier. MUCH funnier. Drury is a funny mofo.

I'd hardly call a valid complaint a "whine."

Lack of publicity? No shit, I had no idea they were even over there.

You're telling me, I've still got scratch marks.

At least women have this semi-luxury. Just about any woman politician the age of the presidential candidates are pretty hard-up to make you hard.

I'm actually going to give him more credit than most are. I'm going to say that she did head out with him for some coffee or something, but it kinda fizzled while they were together and things are awkward now. I won't say he got rejected, as few females will outright say "no" to a simple invite such as that.

Yeah, a guy I worked with several years ago said he did this too.

THAT WAS THE ENDING. Rawmvp, you'd better come up with something really good to top that.

Sadly I believe that you would do that. Is that a bad thing? EXACTLY. Didn't think so.

As the innovator of the game, and thus more skilled due to overwhelming experience, you must play Extreme Fireball with your penis instead of your feet. Now, with the appropriate handicap assigned, let's rumble.

"Hos? Who you callin' hos?" "I meant that in a good way." "Oh, okay!"

I've entered rooms lately doing the Frenchie Dance.

I thought you said you and your crew were going to head out there for the tournament. I wouldn't have mentioned the desert otherwise. And if Kim is that ho you've been telling me about you getting with, it doesn't help me at all, and I ain't getting no sloppy seconds. ... Who am I kidding, I'd take terrible tenths at this point.

(boards plane on the condition that it won't be a sausagefest out in the desert)

Will it be with a chromed out nose and the navigation arrow heading straight to your spot where your wife really loves me 'cause the sex is so hot?

One team MUST be named Spoony Love.

OMG MASKED ROOFLER SAYS THAT MAKES MANY MANY ROFFLE CAKES AND BURNS HIS SILLY SYRUP. Best succession of posts I've seen in a long while.

(JSYK mysteriously disappears) Tom: "You were saying?" (goosesteps away) I kid, nothin' but love for our local golden oldie.

Trust me, his vocabulary was all part of the dream also.