What Are You/Have You Been Doing Today.?

I resent the fact that you do not post picktas of your little dreadlocks. THERE!

 

She's Such A Grumpy Old Dear, Sometimes She Scares Me................:hide:



Cheers Glen.

 

its true.... I doubt you even have dreads Glen

 

I'm never grumpy!

What Enjoy said you don't have de dreadlocks.

I'm signing out to go on a hike.

 

Well What Do You Call These 8 inch Thingiwhatsies That Have Sprouted

All Over My Head During The Last 10 Months.....Mmmmmmmm :toetap05:..?



Cheers Glen.


EDIT:--- After Getting Out His Trusty Tape Measure, GLEN Has Revised

His Rough Estimate Of Ten Inches, Down To Eight....

Tis Nothing Like The Truth Of A Tape Measure To Bring A Man Down

To Earth.....

 

appendages of the dick form.

knawhaimean?

 

Glen do you not have a camera?

I get a visual of you living in the rugged outback...riding kangaroos and dingos as transportation...and eating the bloomin onion [from the restaurant called the "outback"] Hey do you guys have the "outback" restaurant chain in Australia?

 

we had these restraunts in South Australia called Lonestar which was like a steak house but that was closed.

I was once in a small town and they had a restraunt called "Hungry Macks". Which is a cross between McDonalds and Hungry Jacks (Burger King)

Pointless I know... but thought I'd let ya know.

Perhaps Glen has some insight

 

I just killed a mouse with my bare hands.

When I came home from lunch I saw a mouse being chewed on by my cat, I thought it was dead, however upon closer inspection I saw that it was still very alive. I hoped that the cat holding it, or one of the more experienced barn cats would know how to properly kill a mouse, but they tortured it until one of it's legs and it's tail was broken. I just went in there and threw an apple at it's head, killing it in one hit.

All of the cats looked up at me, stunned at what I had just done. There was barely a speck of blood on the floor as the mouse twitched one final time and it's eyes glassed over. I spread my arms wide in victory and yelled at the top of my lungs "THAT IS HOW YOU KILL A MOUSE, MOTHERFUCKERS. BITCHES DON'T KNOW ABOUT MY SKILL" and went back to eat my food.

It felt good (not the killing the mouse part, the putting it out of it's misery part).

 

i don't know if throwing an apple at it constitutes a kill with your bare hands. maybe if you picked it up and snapped its neck or something

 

Let Me Get This Right, You Killed A Mouse With An Apple.....

Now Iv'e Heard Everything.....



Cheers Glen.

 

LOL at the apple. I went for a stroll and got very lost. Have taken some stunning pictures, English country side at it's best. Tomorrow I am going to sit by the river with my telephoto lens and get photo's of the millions of baby salmon.

 

I stood on a mouse's head once. Not pretty. That's why I'm not having cats when I get my own place. Ok.. maybe one.

 

Just keep it inside. Cat's do really well as indoor cats. Well mine do. I'm trying to get them outside. But only Milkshake has any interest.

 

I don't like letting my cats outside. Two of them have died that way.

 

my cat brings rabbit carcasses to my doorstep as gifts... dismembered gifts...

 

Your cats are psycho

 

Cats don't do that as a gift. They do it because instinct tells them to teach other inexperienced cats to hunt. Your cat thinks you're a kitten who needs to learn, basically.

 

nah he just does it because he is a fucking badass.

in other news, I hate when they print the tags of shirts directly on the shirt. It has all washed off and there is no way to tell if I have it on backwards or not, unless i put it on first and feel really uncomfortable.

 

Nachos are in the oven, I await their cheesy goodness.