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I can only hope his wood was no good.

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And a flashlight to account for how they are able to do painting or window washing at night.

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Yeah, he found it after breaking into the garage.

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Mutual exploration with neighborhood girls, especially during swim parties. Mostly underwater, via the "Braille method."

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comas r fur wimps. Wat r u sum kinda inteleckshual?

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Well DB, did you fall back on the Stephen Stills Law?

<i>If you can't be with the one you love, Love the one you're with!</i>

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It isn't leering, it's admiration (and leering).

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Along with that third thing.

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And in oral arguments, a clearly angry Justice Scalia berated the prosecution:

"What part of 'religious freedom' do you not understand?"

Justices Alito, Thomas, Roberts, and Kennedy all scratched their chins, nodding...

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JINX!

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JINX II !

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B2:

Not to mention it isn't the smartest thing to leave a ladder to your second floor sitting in your yard.

I mean, it could lead to all kinds of nasty shit...

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Lot_49:

Those aluminum ladders rattle enough to wake the dead.

Which, of course, is probably what the Pastor was trying to do.

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Some folks gets theys rocks off by lookin at the sex!!! Pee Wee Herman comes to mind and I worked with this fellow what liked for other fellows to do his wife course he would hide in the closet or stand on a bucket and peek through the winder.Just like this fellow he got caught seems the police dont take kindly when folks call them and says a guy is standing on a bucket whacking his pud while peeking into his own winder.I say praise Jeebus on that one

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Sort of OT. When I was a mere prat in college, there was a young woman I was wooing. In a romantic flash of inspiration, I took my guitar and stood beneath her apartment window and sang songs flush with romantic intent.

The elderly woman who came to the balcony complimented me on my ardor, and pointed out that the subject of my wooing lived two doors down and was home...with her date. :-(

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