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Blackjack was the nickname of a co-worker of mine (years ago) who generally refused to touch any tool in the shop that wasn't Snap-on or Blue-Point, and if he absolutely HAD to touch some other brand of tool he always complained that it made him feel dirty like the time he got the clap from a vietnamese hooker.
 
Right now, I would guess, it's still officially winter in the south half of our world, but wait a few days.
 
Days are passing slowly towards fall in the northern Hemisphere, and slowly towards spring in the southern Hemisphere.
 
Girls, music, beer, cars, bikes ['motor'], guns, books, movies; but not necessarily in that order - you sort it out!

Cheers, og
 
Out of eight of your favourites I like seven!

DNU

A fuc*ing loser killed his six years old son, the friend of his ex-wife and her cousin yesterday in a village that is about 30 miles away from my hometown. He is still on the run. He could be pretty close to me, and he is armed. Not very pleasant.

DNU
 
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