Maggie’s Motivational Pic Thread v2.0 - - New Rules - See Post #1
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God bless her heart for "paving the way" for black country singers.
Maybe she'll finally break into the country music hall of fame for black people
My private men’s only “jujitsu” sessions are really improving my flexibility. Next sesh bring the punt gun.
Can we give them the Google AI treatment and turn them all white? I'm sure the liberals will be cool with itGod bless her heart for "paving the way" for black country singers.
Maybe she'll finally break into the country music hall of fame for black people
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For fucks sake wash the “pintle mount” before you bring that thing out again!
You were invited, but you said you had a double pegging appointment with my mom and grandma. You still good with the King Cock or have you moved up to being able to take the American Whopper.
Working his way towards Splitter
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Call the Zoo, one of their elephants has escaped.
Hold a doughnut just out of reach. She'd be through there faster than a taco through a patient with C.diff.
for those of you who are (very) old enough to remember,ray charles did 2 albums of old time country classics. was most exc stuff and very popular in a non black and non country audience. in about '63 i think. of course,most here aren't even old enough to remember "albums"God bless her heart for "paving the way" for black country singers.
Maybe she'll finally break into the country music hall of fame for black people
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unless you are a "new" audiophile into very high end old style tube stuff.
surreal world
That belly is craving for kisses.
And not just belly!
I must have missed this, "I'm stuck" video on PH. Thank goodness.
Plot twist: The Ram is on level ground. The photo was taken by the jeep driver being winched up the cliff.
That explains a bit to me, as the angle of the winch cable looked like it would just compress the trucks front suspension, not pull the truck out of the hole. LOL
Anyone recognize the town?This hurts the Heart!!
MY FIRST NOTIFICATION…………
My third or fourth day in Norfolk, I was notified of the death of a 19 year old Marine. This notification came by telephone from Headquarters Marine Corps. The information detailed:
*Name, rank, and serial number.
*Name, address, and phone number of next of kin.
*Date of and limited details about the Marine’s death.
*Approximate date the body would arrive at the Norfolk Naval Air Station.
*A strong recommendation on whether the casket should be opened or closed.
The boy’s family lived over the border in North Carolina, about 60 miles away. I drove there in a Marine Corps staff car. Crossing the state line into North Carolina , I stopped at a small country store / service station / Post Office. I went in to ask directions.
Three people were in the store. A man and woman approached the small Post Office window. The man held a package. The Store owner walked up and addressed them by name, “Hello John. Good morning Mrs. Cooper.”
I was stunned. My casualty’s next-of-kin’s name was John Cooper!
I hesitated, then stepped forward and said, “I beg your pardon. Are you Mr. and Mrs. John Cooper of (address.)
The father looked at me – I was in uniform – and then, shaking, bent at the waist, he vomited. His wife looked horrified at him and then at me. Understanding came into her eyes and she collapsed in slow motion.
I think I caught her before she hit the floor.
The owner took a bottle of whiskey out of a drawer and handed it to Mr. Cooper who drank. I answered their questions for a few minutes. Then I drove them home in my staff car. The store owner locked the store and followed in their truck. We stayed an hour or so until the family began arriving.
I returned the store owner to his business. He thanked me and said, “Mister, I wouldn’t have your job for a million dollars.” I shook his hand and said; “Neither would I.”
I vaguely remember the drive back to Norfolk. Violating about five Marine Corps regulations, I drove the staff car straight to my house. I sat with my family while they ate dinner, went into the den, closed the door, and sat there all night, alone.
My Marines steered clear of me for days. I had made my first death notification
As a resident (aka endless taxpaying cash cow) of NY, the cunt (Whorecul) and the fat ugly whore (Loquifa James) do nothing but waste my fucking hard earned money and make this the shittiest state in the union. The only thing I can hope for is them to take a long ride on a high flying helicopter with a leaky fuel line and a broken gas gauge. Fuck the two of them.
Its amazing how a few politicians like Hochul, Como, DiBlasio, Adams, etc. can fuck up a place in such short order. They need to start a show for these dumb fucks and get an award for doing the most damage kind of like the Darwin Awards.
How would it go if the rolls were reversed? Anyone think the fine would only be five days wages for smacking the kingsman?
