Bwahaahaa!:grin::grin:

As they kissed, she began to slowly unbutton his shirt. The smell of him wafted into her nostrils, and she inhaled deeply, savoring it. The strong smell of a man lay sealed beneath his clothing, just waiting to escape, like the scent of a tightly wrapped block of havarti.

[Reply]

It was the middle of June once again and there she stood in her long flowing silken robe.

As she gazed out of the bedroom window onto the grounds of her chateau in foothills of Pyrenees her heart skipped a beat. In the distance she observed a car approaching, slowly winding its way toward her abode.

It was her lover, the man of mystery she had been meeting at this secret location every year at this time.

Knowing him only as “Jules” she quivered with excitement as his car pulled into the driveway and she rushed downstairs to greet him, only to slip on a softened morsel of camenbert left on the floor at the top of the stairs.

As she tumbled down the staircase, rolling like a giant wheel of semi-matured Italian parmesan, little did she know that her lover, that tall dark and handsome stranger known only as “Jules” was also a chiropractor.

She would need him now more than ever.

[Reply]

[...] With such staggering technology to reach other planets and presumably back again, what possible reason would they have for shoving something up your arse? For schools to accept anything from this woman under the guise of “training manual” is akin to letting Dracula loose in the blood bank. Remember all those rumors way back when A.I.D.S first hit us? People used to say it came from some African bloke having sex with a monkey. I hate Madonna. I have always hated Madonna. The moonlight shone on her body, giving her an almost unearthly glow as he watched her undress on the warm balmy night. As she worked her way down to her underwear, he noticed that he had become hard, like a block of tasty cheese left unwrapped in the refrigerator. Australia as a nation is not poor. People are whiney arsed pussies who want want want. There it is folks. For $90 you can have a steak sanga. Note the writer of the piece gives it 9 out of 10 for value? Its a bloody steak sandwich on a broken in half bread stick with an egg and some friggen lettuce. On the topic of suicide bombers the Dali Lama is a deluded half wit. In my life time I have been called Nazi, puppy eater, streak of pelican shit, retard, gimp, spook (coz I’m white), and so many others I can’t even remember. Who the hell cares? Easter in Australia means Hot Cross Buns. Squillions of them. As baker I can tell you, I hate them. Martin Bryant is the destruction of every argument every anti death penalty activist ever spoke. We all know telemarketers are a pain in the arse. What more evidence do you need that society is sinking lower than cat shit buried in quicksand? Australia’s serial idiot Greens leader Bob Brown, has been foaming at the mouth again today. Perhaps he should abstain from those magic mushrooms for a week or three. Oh and Mr. Bracks….grow some balls you coward. [...]