Who's Your *****??

Nice!!

My *** worked in news radio for over 30 years and took my ****** and I all over the country. He died 13 years ago of a heart ******. A really good man but he had a very short fuse. I maybe a red-faced Irish fuck but my *** is the ORIGINAL red-faced Irish fuck. :hatsoff::D:thumbsup:
 
My *** is a writer in his early 70's and he's awesome as fuck. Sure, I had my few years of rebellion when I was around 19 or 20 but that was nothing.

I always thought my *** is one of the coolest frikin' people on the planet.

It's a "runs in the ******" kinda' thing, I guess.

:cool:
 
Nice excerpt from a book I once read...c'mon...you can do better than this..although it is funny as hell!!

My ****** was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My ****** was a 15-year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My ****** would womanize, he would *****, he would make outrageous claims, like he invented the question mark. Sometimes, he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
 
My *** was a Marine that served in both Korea and Vietnam. He arranged it with a florist to deliver flowers to my ****** on her birthday, Christmas and ******'s Day. He died in 1985 and 25 years later the flowers are still delivered. My ****** never thought of remarrying.

I miss fishing with him.
 
Good for you Neutron...one of the few that has his head on straight and glad to hear that all worked out well with your coolest frikin' *** on the planet :thumbsup:

My *** is a writer in his early 70's and he's awesome as fuck. Sure, I had my few years of rebellion when I was around 19 or 20 but that was nothing.

I always thought my *** is one of the coolest frikin' people on the planet.

It's a "runs in the ******" kinda' thing, I guess.

:cool:
 
My ****** was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My ****** was a 15-year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My ****** would womanize, he would *****, he would make outrageous claims, like he invented the question mark. Sometimes, he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.

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Too depressing. Therefore in the end I do not dwell on an otherwise simpleton :thumbsup:
 
What an awesome man your ****** was and I personally thank him for serving our Country even if he is no longer with us...:(

I believe you are also a wonderful individual who inherited your ******'s wonderful traits...keep fishing...he will always be by your side in spirit.

My *** was a Marine that served in both Korea and Vietnam. He arranged it with a florist to deliver flowers to my ****** on her birthday, Christmas and ******'s Day. He died in 1985 and 25 years later the flowers are still delivered. My ****** never thought of remarrying.

I miss fishing with him.
 
C'mon Sky...this is a catch phrase used a lot...I know who my ***** is and I was very proud of him too...unfortunately he was ****** on a Harley at the age of 32 :(

Okay good point my ****** was a Vietnam war vet I love him very much and he is one of the reason I'm the man that I am today he was a real hard ass and sometimes he was so hard on me it made me sick and here is another catch phase i see why he was hard on me.He always said he was getting me ready for the real world and that is just what he did.I've have always wanted to be like him and now I have my own ****** andIi would think to my self if I could be half the man he is I would be happy.I told him that a few years back and he just looked at me and told me I have made him very proud and being you don't have to be like me you be yourself and let the rest take care of itself Sparky i'm sorry for your loss and I wish you could still have him in our life but I know you have him in your heart.I'm blessed to still have my ****** and to be honest with you he is one of the rocks in my life.Those time I don't feel like doing anything I just think about him if he can do it at the age of 65 I can do it at 28.So there in a nutshell my ****** a man I deeply love,respect and care for.:hatsoff:
 
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