I'd bet my left nut that she's the furthest thing from GFE as you can get.
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I'd bet my left nut that she's the furthest thing from GFE as you can get.
With a long overdue & greatly anticipated Merry overnight on the schedule busied myself with some bedding & house cleaning & firewood replenishment. Still restless & libidinous headed out JCB>82nd>Sandy upper about 9:45.
After filling up at JCB headed South on a barren avenue. Until...
Across from Hung Phat a mask wearing fuckable & young baby fatted dirty blonde WSW in jean shorts, thin tee shirt showing some braless b jiggle above sneakers was bopping along wildly. Thinking perhaps a diversifying opportunity, I glanced her way in rearview which she literally took as invitation to hop in copilots unintentionally unlocked door at Burnside red light. What in the fucking Sam Hill as she bounced around in front seat blathering nonsense. When I realized she was more spun & stoned than savage pulled into shopping center & inquired about what she was hoping to accomplish with the move that almost got her punched. Never got or understood her name or much else yet she did get her point across as she pulled up her tee exposing a perky puffy nippled smaller b set above some minor baby damage belly. I cupped one & complimented her firmness as she grabbed me & told me "You're hard for me" (at least I think that was what she said) . I told her "That's my kneecap" yet she seemed not to hear me. Let her out twenty-five feet from when she jumped in & she windmilled floatingly north. No phone & thought of giving her my number for when came back to Earth ground control, yet maybe I blew it. Still slightly amped up from my 5150 close encounters mystery I didn't care to solve headed North with extremely heightened situational awareness on the empty avenue.
Sunny was empty as were Baggers & La Parilla. Even the usual orbiting McFlurriers seemed to have taken the night off.
Though Bagger herself was slumped next to La Parilla's smoker. Didn't want nor need more crazy tonight & skipped photos & didn't investigate beyond my 25 mph drive by.
Beech had a WSW duo...
A redhead WSW in red jacket & boots. Nice shape & ass from my view though the remainder of her look was a tad too severe for me.
A previously documented long-haired blonde WSW in white jacket & blue leggings.
Knolls driveway had yet another previously documented in the form of the magenta hued long haired LSW or mixed.
Despite my skepticism about offerings there & against my better judgement aimed Upper Sandy>122nd & back hoping for an avenue reset.
Nothing changed there from tonight's surveillance & though some avenue reset occurred the reset was weak...
Sandy @ 82nd revealed an alright close to sturdy dirty blonde WSW in jeans. She got blatantly scooped up in the shit roach hotel lot behind her.
Tree named hotel had a soon to be jumbo PAWG bleached blonde in bulky red fur trimmed jacket. Yeech...
With my "fifteen-minute Zavi" text already logged in.
Closed out the night with a close to chunky BSW at Sunny in stressed to textile limit fitting orange shorts highlighting her gluteal sulcus under butt. No perceptible cottage cheese so it could have been worse I reckon.
One more night where not one PPD SUV was seen. City center was an entirely different story...
Picked up Merry after her shift carrying some excess goodies from her restaurant. A quick stop for her laundry & a change into last of her clean clothes. Stayed close to the barn for the remainder of the weekend with some copilot walks, barbecue & finishing a series we started weeks ago. We even celebrated the upcoming holiday early with some pumps & lingerie...sigh...pumps finally. Brought her back home around 1:30 this afternoon with clean clothes & the remnants of my swimmers in that tasty quim.
Recon Soundtrack: Nils Lofgren Record Plant, SF. October 31,1975. His first band Grin played at my high schools' winter concert circa 1971 or so. It was one of the two only school events I went to in three years. The other was graduation, I would have skipped that, yet my parents insisted after all I put them through those three years. I'm sure they just wanted a chance to smirk at the nazi like Dean of Students. LOL.
[URL]https://archive.org/details/NilsLogren-KSANBroadcast1975[/URL]
Safe recons & life.
[QUOTE=NotYourDad1993;6324224]I ask in the Seattle form but no one's seen her, was told she was seen on 82nd. Has anyone seen her and if so how was it? Is she GFE? [URL][/URL].[/QUOTE]She was on 82nd around December last time I recall, McDonald's / 7/11 area.
Updates where she is here: [URL]https://www.tnaboard.com/showthread.php?2503829-LITTLE-PETITE-FIRECRACKER-%26%23129512%3B-REVIEW-SPECIALS-SPECIALS-%26%23128536%3B-%26%239742%3B%26%2365039%3B[/URL](323) 961-5378%26%239742%3 B%26%2365039%3 B.
[QUOTE=MrWonderfull32;6327885]She was on 82nd around December last time I recall, McDonald's / 7/11 area.
Updates where she is here: [URL]https://www.tnaboard.com/showthread.php?2503829-LITTLE-PETITE-FIRECRACKER-%26%23129512%3B-REVIEW-SPECIALS-SPECIALS-%26%23128536%3B-%26%239742%3B%26%2365039%3B[/URL](323) 961-5378%26%239742%3 B%26%2365039%3 B.[/QUOTE]Last I saw her was on Jan 20 on a scouting run I did inspired by Zavi's photos. Photos in general seemed a bit too risky for me as I didn't have a camera mount for my car, so that was a one-and-done test, but she was definitely there. Photo attached. I did see her advertising in the Pdx portion of TNA at that time. Her ads usually said she was available until 7 pm, likely because she was working the blade after that time.
Looks like she released an ad in Shoreline, WA today, so it's unlikely she's around Pdx.
Shitlock.
Horseface.
Lowwider.
Quality.
Justice.
Tyrones window talking $250 dead fuck pack.
All out.
Yuck!
Wednesday Night:
Wednesday night was the conclusion to Rammers Wednesday morning report below. At least mine was in the dark...
In between a grocery run did a couple recons JCB>82nd>Prescott between 7:30>8:00 & another after groceries between 8:30>9:15.
Raymond surprised me with who I'm sure was MIA recently Quasimodo sitting in her usual curbside fashion, her body language doesn't lie though I'll let Rammer confirm for me. Talk about getting back on that horse. Made mental note to grab her something to eat while shopping.
One swine faced & sloppy WSW brunette in jeans & blue tube top right at Hermiston's favorite truck store carrying some plastic bags. She threw some waves our way & waited on the sidewalk to see if I'd turn in before she disappeared in Aaron lot.
Harrison had a late twenties +- WSW brunette in knee length skirt, black boots & jacket. Looped around for a second look & she was getting in some white sedan. New to me & not all that terrible looking.
Sunny had a sturdy twenties pasty WSW brunette in white shorts & blue top. When she spotted me, screeched out some sort of autistic mating call across 82nd as she gave me a front & rear view & then wiggled her ass at me. Casper pleeeze...
Baggers was empty...
La Parilla had the fat assed meh fake red head BSW looking skunty as ever. I guess she didn't get the group message about the latest change in vagina venues. On later run she was at her usual Sunny spot. Yawns...
Beech had the blonde WSW who favors blue leggings above her white jacket walking in for some waiting car.
Knolls had magenta haired BSW seen often there. More yawns & thought that grocery shopping would be more stimulating activity I turned & headed South.
Oregon arts wall provided the Darwin moment of the evening as some silver sedan turned in a bit too sharply to check out a sturdy WSW & went for a loud curb ride after bouncing over handicapped ramp cutout & came lightly to a beached rest against tree. Dude, she was more laugh worthy than crash worthy. Thirty minutes later a wrecker was trying to extricate his car from strip.
With shopping finished in record time one more Burnside>Namaste>JCB run before shooting the recon to end its misery...
Sunny had an integrated duo...
A thick & sturdy busty younger BSW in brown fuck me boots above a smaller red onesie.
A younger & cute faced blonde WSW in gold jacket & short white skirt above white boots was having a come to Jesus moment with her stylish (sic) high waisted pants Tyrone. After he roughed up some, she bolted towards Glisan with chucklefuck trying to catch her. Despite that uncomfortable sight, with his trousers channeling Charlies Angels like 70's era bellbottoms & heeled cream disco boots he was sporting that he hadn't quite mastered yet slowing him down. Made me laugh out loud.
Later, on way home caught them walking north just past Utopia. She didn't look happy as she glanced our way. A shame an opportunity to capitalize on dissention in the ranks failed to appear as she was more than fuckable...
Beech again had the WSW blonde in white jacket above blue leggings.
Nearby was a younger thin WSW shoulder length haired brunette in some shiny white latex fuck me heeled boots under a mini & jacket. Talked for a quick second with her & seriously avaricious attitude. My pass on her didn't stop one monger who's fully embraced the GPS pricing structure so prevalent in North end.
Sunny closed out the circuit with a dumpy BSW in black & white striped jacket.
Gave up for the night & looked for Quasimodo to give her the chicken breast salad I'd picked up for her. Didn't see her & went home. Ate same salad for dinner.
Light PPD SUV seen mainly in the South end.
Recon Soundtrack: Risque Blues vol 1. Not sure how this wound up in rotation and/or my collection but it is a hoot.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MjjLJm_1wQs[/URL]
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pmV5oP4-0dc[/URL]
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pmV5oP4-0dc[/URL]
Thursday Night:
On way home from Vancouver detoured to a 205>Sandy>82nd>JCB recon around 7:00+-.
Nothing until around tree named/Madison blocks where a few new BSW of very questionable desirability were out & about.
At the Mamasan's cone area a sturdy WSW long haired brunette in heels below a knee length skirt & short dark jacket didn't look all that terrible. Though she didn't know it, she was just about to have an encounter with the flashlight wielding Mamasan patrolling the lot. Driver laughs...
Sunny had a thick long haired blonde PAWG in jean shorts, boots & short jacket. Pretty face & while not horrible she didn't meet the ass smaller than mine rule.
Oregon arts wall again had the pet hospital SSBSW waiting...
Some PPD SUV spotted from 205 JCB.
Recon Soundtrack: Hot Tuna "Before We were Them".
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B30Yza2iuvI[/URL]
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=adBoacXavs0&list=PLUQMjA4aCygTKZH7yvhB6hji4zamLA_oK&index=2[/URL]
Safe recons & life.
Johnson Creek Boulevard is JCB.
82nd is all the way down 82nd as it hits Sandy.
But what other areas are areas to drive on?
I'm totally confused by this.
I recently got a txt from Bubbles. I haven't seen her since she ripped me off a couple of months ago.
She told me that she was kidnapped by some people and. Needed $1200. Needless to say, I didn't take the bait. I wonder if any of you took the bait??
No sightings for me. I've been out the last two days pounding her spot. Nothing.
Means she needs Bail money. LOL Heard that before. Too funny.
With Dania holding me off until our Valentines get together, after some 82nd radio reports the copilot & I finally gave into the temptation & boredom. Headed out around a little after 10:00 on the usual JCB>82nd>Namaste route.
First up was a sturdy BSW at Alder +- with long wavy hair in blue shorts & matching top waving at all. Could have been worse yet jungle drums were on the downlow tonight.
Sunny had a sturdy blonde in jean shorts, radio intelligence questioned her as not having the sex they were assigned at birth.
A thin LSW or mixed brunette SW in orange mini & flats.
The meh fat assed fake redhead looking bitchier than usual. If that's even possible. Laughs...
At closed skate park park some inattentive chucklefuck scooped up an older fuglie WSW & promptly was treated to the gumball effect when the silver you / c SUV at high school field lot pulled them over at Siskiyou. I guess he was lucky as not much seemed to come of it as less than ten minutes later there was not a trace of the encounter. Congrats though, you're the recipient for the "Darwin Award" of the evening.
Just South of the tree named hotel a duo (actually half a duo) was seen. An alright looking WSW in black boots below red dress & white coat. Matching her friends' boots was a raven haired little person in white mini. On a later pass some adventurous type had both hopping in his SUV near Failing. After repressing some weak retching. Was able to laugh at the absurdity of what that encounter might have entailed.
Knolls driveway had the magenta haired LSW & her dumpy looking white pants BSW partner. I'm getting sick of seeing them both...
Stopped at Sandy 7-11 for some water to wash away the margarita I'd been sipping & the taste in my mouth from above sightings. A blonde & loud sloppy WSW blonde with big tits & cottage cheesed ass sporting a red onesie & heels along with matching lipstick offered me a car date with minimalist restrictions for 150.00. Was offended when I demurred & finished my water gargle & spit outside of truck. Then called me a loser scumbag over her shoulder as she waddled away. Look Porky...you fucking approached me...
Namaste had a lone WSW brunette in black coat & dress above boots. It took her quite a while to get some business for reasons unknown...
Headed out Upper Sandy until I came to my senses around 205 & turned around.
Madison had a dog's breakfast faced older WSW in black skirt & boots above white jacket. Some interest from others until they got close up...
Another curly haired blonde WSW in black leggings & lightish shade faux fir jacket above pink 6" heels was a king hell dime. Just looking at her my few steps ahead of me dick jumped until my brain caught up & I realized the chances of the services I crave wouldn't be on the table. Easily one of the best looking I've seen in quite a while.
I didn't get a good photo of her but take my word for it. She was Penthouse grade dime.
Some impatient Tyrone dropped off his meh property at La Parilla in the form of red hoodie & dress wearing WSW & shooed her away. She started walking South not looking all that enthused. Thought If she had a modicum of brain cells, she'd keep going until she hit the California border & never look back. Fucking Tyrone toads...
La Parilla also had a sturdy brunette WSW in red boots & jeans with her face in phone giving her a close encounters of the third kind white light alien look in person & photo...
Since all the above happened in less than forty minutes. Ran out to Foster & back. Nothing seen that I hadn't already spotted on first lap.
Until Namaste..
Where the previously solitary WSW brunette had been joined by four more walkers of various sizes & ethnicity.
At 82nd & Sandylight thought I'd hit the "fresh off the turnip truck" lottery when a low key & young WSW copper tinged redhead in black quilted coat over grey dress & flats. I'd seen her earlier between Sandy Prescott going into the HJ there after shunning persistent punter. That she was that sexy porcelain shade of real redhead with minimal makeup got all my fuck parts pointing her way like deranged dowsing rod.
As she crossed Sandy I got a shy smile & she mouthed "should I get in". Fuck yeah as I shooed the copilot in back & goofily gestured to passenger door. Hopping in, verbal introductions were made & she indeed seemed a little green around the ears. Friendly banter as we headed by Prescott, yet sadly for me going further than a car date was way beyond her comfort zone despite a healthy bonus plus to head to my place. Impasse.
Reached turned around at States & dropped her off with my number. Name offered was "Jackie" & as she got out silent sighs from every cell in my body. A few as I type this now...
With that disappointment seemed like the time to call it for the night.
Light traffic all evening was the best part of the evening & besides the undercover seen earlier a few other PPD SUV seen in all compass points. Was in bed reading latest book by 11:45.
Recon Soundtrack: Grateful Dead: February 9, 1973 at Roscoe Maples Pavilion, Stanford University. My recon was so short only got through the first set.
[URL]https://archive.org/details/gd73-02-09.sbd.bertha-fink.14939.sbeok.shnf[/URL]
Technically not the official first Wall of Sound show, more like the beta prototype test in front of a forgiving & very very high hometown crowd. The Orange Sunshine acid distributors were out in full force this night & giving out free barrel caps by the handful. Despite some "technical issues" in the PA we all were treated to five new songs & some old favorites plus few weird memories as all the tweeter arrays went up in a puff of smoke & static two minutes into the opening song. Not to mention some of the speaker towers visibly swaying on the basketball pavilions giving "sprung" floor succumbed to the tribes dancing.
We came out after the show to howling wind & torrential rain & felt like I was walking on writhing mashed paisley potatoes as we struggled to figure out just exactly where we parked girlfriends car. One more lysergic acid diethylamide drenched Friday night with added benefit of being less than four-mile drive from my home. The defroster (sic) sucked in my girlfriends 1959 bug & with the two of us just couldn't keep up with clearing it up much that night. Drove most of the short drive home with my head out the window in that slightly sobering chill rain. It didn't help that the steering wheel had turned into a slippery & hissing Ouroboros. Yeah, we both were tripping balls...
Sunday Afternoon:
Giving in to the emphatic copilot & the nice day we headed up to 1000 acres for a hike & Sandy River swim for her around 1:00. 205>82nd>JCB this afternoon was the route...
At the Sandy & 82nd pot store lot, a young (maybe too young) light hued brunette or dirty blonde in black shorts & pea soup colored hoodie above some colorful knee socks was window talking showing some nice ass & legs. Both got spooked by a PPD SUV & she headed up hill Northbound. Previous punter was waiting at Failing as I passed. The face didn't match the ass & legs...
Murder Street had a LSW, or light skinned in pink jacket & grey shorts above some sneakers. Yet again not horrible yet still a meh.
Bagger's proper had the bay windowed belly WSW showing off her Spaniel Ears cleavage boobs. I swear those puppies were resting atop that belly...
Bagger herself was near the States with some flowing rats nest sized blonde wig on her head. Laughs...
That is all & Tuesday can't come quick enough...
Saw a few PPD SUV mainly North.
Recon Soundtrack: Finished the 2nd set of Maples Pavilion.
Safe recons & life.
Pictures from Sunday recon...
Like you this has happened to me so many times. It hurts a little, fuck that it hurts a lot.
Lesson for everyone else. ZJ didn't cave and what he did do was to emblase that memory of rejection into her peabrain that she will think about often. After she's been shit on, lowballed and reprimanded by her Toad, she will call. Sane, reasonable and decent Scratch will have her reminiscing and no doubt will be calling ZJ at a later date.
Or it's fucked off forever, which is ok because that turnip truck is always heading North from Springfield.
You're going to miss folks, or you're going to cave to your small head like a mark.
Live to fight another day.
[QUOTE=ZaviJava;6334372]With Dania holding me off until our Valentines get together, after some 82nd radio reports the copilot & I finally gave into the temptation & boredom. Headed out around a little after 10:00 on the usual JCB>82nd>Namaste route.
First up was a sturdy BSW at Alder +- with long wavy hair in blue shorts & matching top waving at all. Could have been worse yet jungle drums were on the downlow tonight.
Sunny had a sturdy blonde in jean shorts, radio intelligence questioned her as not having the sex they were assigned at birth.
A thin LSW or mixed brunette SW in orange mini & flats.
The meh fat assed fake redhead looking bitchier than usual. If that's even possible. Laughs...
At closed skate park park some inattentive chucklefuck scooped up an older fuglie WSW & promptly was treated to the gumball effect when the silver you / c SUV at high school field lot pulled them over at Siskiyou. I guess he was lucky as not much seemed to come of it as less than ten minutes later there was not a trace of the encounter. Congrats though, you're the recipient for the "Darwin Award" of the evening.
Just South of the tree named hotel a duo (actually half a duo) was seen. An alright looking WSW in black boots below red dress & white coat. Matching her friends' boots was a raven haired little person in white mini. On a later pass some adventurous type had both hopping in his SUV near Failing. After repressing some weak retching. Was able to laugh at the absurdity of what that encounter might have entailed.
Knolls driveway had the magenta haired LSW & her dumpy looking white pants BSW partner. I'm getting sick of seeing them both...
Stopped at Sandy 7-11 for some water to wash away the margarita I'd been sipping & the taste in my mouth from above sightings. A blonde & loud sloppy WSW blonde with big tits & cottage cheesed ass sporting a red onesie & heels along with matching lipstick offered me a car date with minimalist restrictions for 150.00. Was offended when I demurred & finished my water gargle & spit outside of truck. Then called me a loser scumbag over her shoulder as she waddled away. Look Porky...you fucking approached me...
Namaste had a lone WSW brunette in black coat & dress above boots. It took her quite a while to get some business for reasons unknown...
Headed out Upper Sandy until I came to my senses around 205 & turned around.
Madison had a dog's breakfast faced older WSW in black skirt & boots above white jacket. Some interest from others until they got close up...
Another curly haired blonde WSW in black leggings & lightish shade faux fir jacket above pink 6" heels was a king hell dime. Just looking at her my few steps ahead of me dick jumped until my brain caught up & I realized the chances of the services I crave wouldn't be on the table. Easily one of the best looking I've seen in quite a while.
I didn't get a good photo of her but take my word for it. She was Penthouse grade dime.
Some impatient Tyrone dropped off his meh property at La Parilla in the form of red hoodie & dress wearing WSW & shooed her away. She started walking South not looking all that enthused. Thought If she had a modicum of brain cells, she'd keep going until she hit the California border & never look back. Fucking Tyrone toads...
La Parilla also had a sturdy brunette WSW in red boots & jeans with her face in phone giving her a close encounters of the third kind white light alien look in person & photo...
Since all the above happened in less than forty minutes. Ran out to Foster & back. Nothing seen that I hadn't already spotted on first lap.
Until Namaste..
Where the previously solitary WSW brunette had been joined by four more walkers of various sizes & ethnicity.
At 82nd & Sandylight thought I'd hit the "fresh off the turnip truck" lottery when a low key & young WSW copper tinged redhead in black quilted coat over grey dress & flats. I'd seen her earlier between Sandy Prescott going into the HJ there after shunning persistent punter. That she was that sexy porcelain shade of real redhead with minimal makeup got all my fuck parts pointing her way like deranged dowsing rod.
As she crossed Sandy I got a shy smile & she mouthed "should I get in". Fuck yeah as I shooed the copilot in back & goofily gestured to passenger door. Hopping in, verbal introductions were made & she indeed seemed a little green around the ears. Friendly banter as we headed by Prescott, yet sadly for me going further than a car date was way beyond her comfort zone despite a healthy bonus plus to head to my place. Impasse.
Reached turned around at States & dropped her off with my number. Name offered was "Jackie" & as she got out silent sighs from every cell in my body. A few as I type this now...
With that disappointment seemed like the time to call it for the night.
Light traffic all evening was the best part of the evening & besides the undercover seen earlier a few other PPD SUV seen in all compass points. Was in bed reading latest book by 11:45.
Recon Soundtrack: Grateful Dead: February 9, 1973 at Roscoe Maples Pavilion, Stanford University. My recon was so short only got through the first set.
[URL]https://archive.org/details/gd73-02-09.sbd.bertha-fink.14939.sbeok.shnf[/URL]
Technically not the official first Wall of Sound show, more like the beta prototype test in front of a forgiving & very very high hometown crowd. The Orange Sunshine acid distributors were out in full force this night & giving out free barrel caps by the handful. Despite some "technical issues" in the PA we all were treated to five new songs & some old favorites plus few weird memories as all the tweeter arrays went up in a puff of smoke & static two minutes into the opening song. Not to mention some of the speaker towers visibly swaying on the basketball pavilions giving "sprung" floor succumbed to the tribes dancing.
We came out after the show to howling wind & torrential rain & felt like I was walking on writhing mashed paisley potatoes as we struggled to figure out just exactly where we parked girlfriends car. One more lysergic acid diethylamide drenched Friday night with added benefit of being less than four-mile drive from my home. The defroster (sic) sucked in my girlfriends 1959 bug & with the two of us just couldn't keep up with clearing it up much that night. Drove most of the short drive home with my head out the window in that slightly sobering chill rain. It didn't help that the steering wheel had turned into a slippery & hissing Ouroboros. Yeah, we both were tripping balls...
Sunday Afternoon:
Giving in to the emphatic copilot & the nice day we headed up to 1000 acres for a hike & Sandy River swim for her around 1:00. 205>82nd>JCB this afternoon was the route...
At the Sandy & 82nd pot store lot, a young (maybe too young) light hued brunette or dirty blonde in black shorts & pea soup colored hoodie above some colorful knee socks was window talking showing some nice ass & legs. Both got spooked by a PPD SUV & she headed up hill Northbound. Previous punter was waiting at Failing as I passed. The face didn't match the ass & legs...
Murder Street had a LSW, or light skinned in pink jacket & grey shorts above some sneakers. Yet again not horrible yet still a meh.
Bagger's proper had the bay windowed belly WSW showing off her Spaniel Ears cleavage boobs. I swear those puppies were resting atop that belly...
Bagger herself was near the States with some flowing rats nest sized blonde wig on her head. Laughs...
That is all & Tuesday can't come quick enough...
Saw a few PPD SUV mainly North.
Recon Soundtrack: Finished the 2nd set of Maples Pavilion.
Safe recons & life.[/QUOTE]What's an impatient Tyrone?
[QUOTE=RammerRammer;6334758]Like you this has happened to me so many times. It hurts a little, fuck that it hurts a lot.
Lesson for everyone else. ZJ didn't cave and what he did do was to emblase that memory of rejection into her peabrain that she will think about often. After she's been shit on, lowballed and reprimanded by her Toad, she will call. Sane, reasonable and decent Scratch will have her reminiscing and no doubt will be calling ZJ at a later date.
Or it's fucked off forever, which is ok because that turnip truck is always heading North from Springfield.
You're going to miss folks, or you're going to cave to your small head like a mark.
Live to fight another day.[/QUOTE]Whether piscine or pussy it always smarts throwing some primo grade back into the wild.
But that's fishing no matter the realm...
Now Playing: John Prine "Bruised Orange". For some reason music to cook dinner by tonight.
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZogciFl-udY[/URL]
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4iyyhnNIKe4[/URL]
[URL]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYxlxYSCvFg[/URL]
Safe recons & tight lines...