It's Qbounce's Birthday Today
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greybeard
, Jan 24 2012 09:54 AM
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#33
Posted 28 January 2012 - 07:58 AM
Wuh-oh!
I'm late?
Well a be-lated HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

BTW: Your "gift"? Went around to all the parks we could find & let the air out of all the So-Cal bouncy castles!
"The California Castle Killer" strikes again!
Well a be-lated HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
BTW: Your "gift"? Went around to all the parks we could find & let the air out of all the So-Cal bouncy castles!
"The California Castle Killer" strikes again!
*Enjoy every sunset, but be grateful for every dawn.*
*Wheelchairs are made of a special ocular magnetic alloy......they're "eyeball magnets".*
*I USE a wheelchair, that does NOT make ME a wheelchair!*
*Wheelchairs are made of a special ocular magnetic alloy......they're "eyeball magnets".*
*I USE a wheelchair, that does NOT make ME a wheelchair!*
#34
Posted 29 January 2012 - 01:47 PM
Omg WB, Sure hope all the kiddies were run out of them bouncy houses first, a'for the ninja man got to't!
Lav, Animal style, indeed. Funny you mentioned, cuz I had a Five Guys burger ON my actual birthday!There's just no accountin' for taste is there?
Jer, Johnny Reb's is just WAITIN' fur us to git riotous an rabblerouse with the peanut shells all OVER t' floor . . . . .yeeeee hoooo ((cough, cough)) . .hoo oo o.
Oh, and I almost' furgot my BESTEST gift of all, thanks Ches!
Ma' big black man feller came right on time an not a minute late, well he did have a problum comin up tha steps. . . .damn nar broke his neck trippin on his own scrotum chain. He said he prolly shoulda waited to put tha sucker on, but it juss arrived in the mail that day, so . . .you coulda imagined how excited tha big feller was ta wear 't.
So, here's tha kicker though. Course I wasn't spectin' company that day, bein' I already had tha early git t'gether n' all. So we had the whole day, juss the two've us.
We had a right Farris Beuler's day, furrrr shuuuur! Startin' with findin' tha poor man's leff ball (member? He tripped), then I helped 'im sew that baseball size gnad back in it's rightful bag side. . . I, I do mean leftful. . . Oh garsh, I hope Ah did it right?
No matter, then we went right on ta makin' meatball sammiches, don't really know what spurred that on. . . But, anyway. Then, it was off to the fam'ly fun zone fur min-e-ture golf, go carts, an ski-balling' fur ta git me a bran new light up yo-yo, as my old one juss went dim on New Years Eve . . . of al tha luck.
Tha bess part was wachin' all tha people starin' at ma new found friend golfin' in his black le-thur thong. Course, ya could hardly see tha sucker, tucked so deep in all tha 500 lbs. a'fat . . .haaaahaha haaaahaha ((cough, cough)) . . Haha. .ha, so funny.
His tasseled nipple rings caught the attention of more'n one little feller, trying' to reach up an give'em a tug. . . I'll hafta post pictures. So, cute.
Welp, aftur the go-carts. . . I won, a'course. Big Black's , I call 'Im BB fur short, wasn't moving' too fast, go figure.
Then, there was the gratuitous lap dance . . . . I gave him a'course, he was too tuckered ta return the favor . . . In tha parkin' lot of the Fun Zone, we called it a day.
But, not before we took in a ball game! (An you thought I wasn't gonna tie in this har tale with another ball reference an' Farris Beuler, did'ja? Shame on you!)
Lav, Animal style, indeed. Funny you mentioned, cuz I had a Five Guys burger ON my actual birthday!There's just no accountin' for taste is there?
Jer, Johnny Reb's is just WAITIN' fur us to git riotous an rabblerouse with the peanut shells all OVER t' floor . . . . .yeeeee hoooo ((cough, cough)) . .hoo oo o.
Oh, and I almost' furgot my BESTEST gift of all, thanks Ches!
Ma' big black man feller came right on time an not a minute late, well he did have a problum comin up tha steps. . . .damn nar broke his neck trippin on his own scrotum chain. He said he prolly shoulda waited to put tha sucker on, but it juss arrived in the mail that day, so . . .you coulda imagined how excited tha big feller was ta wear 't.
So, here's tha kicker though. Course I wasn't spectin' company that day, bein' I already had tha early git t'gether n' all. So we had the whole day, juss the two've us.
We had a right Farris Beuler's day, furrrr shuuuur! Startin' with findin' tha poor man's leff ball (member? He tripped), then I helped 'im sew that baseball size gnad back in it's rightful bag side. . . I, I do mean leftful. . . Oh garsh, I hope Ah did it right?
No matter, then we went right on ta makin' meatball sammiches, don't really know what spurred that on. . . But, anyway. Then, it was off to the fam'ly fun zone fur min-e-ture golf, go carts, an ski-balling' fur ta git me a bran new light up yo-yo, as my old one juss went dim on New Years Eve . . . of al tha luck.
Tha bess part was wachin' all tha people starin' at ma new found friend golfin' in his black le-thur thong. Course, ya could hardly see tha sucker, tucked so deep in all tha 500 lbs. a'fat . . .haaaahaha haaaahaha ((cough, cough)) . . Haha. .ha, so funny.
His tasseled nipple rings caught the attention of more'n one little feller, trying' to reach up an give'em a tug. . . I'll hafta post pictures. So, cute.
Welp, aftur the go-carts. . . I won, a'course. Big Black's , I call 'Im BB fur short, wasn't moving' too fast, go figure.
Then, there was the gratuitous lap dance . . . . I gave him a'course, he was too tuckered ta return the favor . . . In tha parkin' lot of the Fun Zone, we called it a day.
But, not before we took in a ball game! (An you thought I wasn't gonna tie in this har tale with another ball reference an' Farris Beuler, did'ja? Shame on you!)
Edited by qbounce, 29 January 2012 - 02:46 PM.
When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained. - Mark Twain
#35
Posted 30 January 2012 - 12:04 PM
qbounce, on 29 January 2012 - 01:47 PM, said:
Omg WB, Sure hope all the kiddies were run out of them bouncy houses first, a'for the ninja man got to't!
Lav, Animal style, indeed. Funny you mentioned, cuz I had a Five Guys burger ON my actual birthday!There's just no accountin' for taste is there?
Jer, Johnny Reb's is just WAITIN' fur us to git riotous an rabblerouse with the peanut shells all OVER t' floor . . . . .yeeeee hoooo ((cough, cough)) . .hoo oo o.
Oh, and I almost' furgot my BESTEST gift of all, thanks Ches!
Ma' big black man feller came right on time an not a minute late, well he did have a problum comin up tha steps. . . .damn nar broke his neck trippin on his own scrotum chain. He said he prolly shoulda waited to put tha sucker on, but it juss arrived in the mail that day, so . . .you coulda imagined how excited tha big feller was ta wear 't.
So, here's tha kicker though. Course I wasn't spectin' company that day, bein' I already had tha early git t'gether n' all. So we had the whole day, juss the two've us.
We had a right Farris Beuler's day, furrrr shuuuur! Startin' with findin' tha poor man's leff ball (member? He tripped), then I helped 'im sew that baseball size gnad back in it's rightful bag side. . . I, I do mean leftful. . . Oh garsh, I hope Ah did it right?
No matter, then we went right on ta makin' meatball sammiches, don't really know what spurred that on. . . But, anyway. Then, it was off to the fam'ly fun zone fur min-e-ture golf, go carts, an ski-balling' fur ta git me a bran new light up yo-yo, as my old one juss went dim on New Years Eve . . . of al tha luck.
Tha bess part was wachin' all tha people starin' at ma new found friend golfin' in his black le-thur thong. Course, ya could hardly see tha sucker, tucked so deep in all tha 500 lbs. a'fat . . .haaaahaha haaaahaha ((cough, cough)) . . Haha. .ha, so funny.
His tasseled nipple rings caught the attention of more'n one little feller, trying' to reach up an give'em a tug. . . I'll hafta post pictures. So, cute.
Welp, aftur the go-carts. . . I won, a'course. Big Black's , I call 'Im BB fur short, wasn't moving' too fast, go figure.
Then, there was the gratuitous lap dance . . . . I gave him a'course, he was too tuckered ta return the favor . . . In tha parkin' lot of the Fun Zone, we called it a day.
But, not before we took in a ball game! (An you thought I wasn't gonna tie in this har tale with another ball reference an' Farris Beuler, did'ja? Shame on you!)
Lav, Animal style, indeed. Funny you mentioned, cuz I had a Five Guys burger ON my actual birthday!There's just no accountin' for taste is there?
Jer, Johnny Reb's is just WAITIN' fur us to git riotous an rabblerouse with the peanut shells all OVER t' floor . . . . .yeeeee hoooo ((cough, cough)) . .hoo oo o.
Oh, and I almost' furgot my BESTEST gift of all, thanks Ches!
Ma' big black man feller came right on time an not a minute late, well he did have a problum comin up tha steps. . . .damn nar broke his neck trippin on his own scrotum chain. He said he prolly shoulda waited to put tha sucker on, but it juss arrived in the mail that day, so . . .you coulda imagined how excited tha big feller was ta wear 't.
So, here's tha kicker though. Course I wasn't spectin' company that day, bein' I already had tha early git t'gether n' all. So we had the whole day, juss the two've us.
We had a right Farris Beuler's day, furrrr shuuuur! Startin' with findin' tha poor man's leff ball (member? He tripped), then I helped 'im sew that baseball size gnad back in it's rightful bag side. . . I, I do mean leftful. . . Oh garsh, I hope Ah did it right?
No matter, then we went right on ta makin' meatball sammiches, don't really know what spurred that on. . . But, anyway. Then, it was off to the fam'ly fun zone fur min-e-ture golf, go carts, an ski-balling' fur ta git me a bran new light up yo-yo, as my old one juss went dim on New Years Eve . . . of al tha luck.
Tha bess part was wachin' all tha people starin' at ma new found friend golfin' in his black le-thur thong. Course, ya could hardly see tha sucker, tucked so deep in all tha 500 lbs. a'fat . . .haaaahaha haaaahaha ((cough, cough)) . . Haha. .ha, so funny.
His tasseled nipple rings caught the attention of more'n one little feller, trying' to reach up an give'em a tug. . . I'll hafta post pictures. So, cute.
Welp, aftur the go-carts. . . I won, a'course. Big Black's , I call 'Im BB fur short, wasn't moving' too fast, go figure.
Then, there was the gratuitous lap dance . . . . I gave him a'course, he was too tuckered ta return the favor . . . In tha parkin' lot of the Fun Zone, we called it a day.
But, not before we took in a ball game! (An you thought I wasn't gonna tie in this har tale with another ball reference an' Farris Beuler, did'ja? Shame on you!)
Nah! I thought watching the little buggers trying to find their way OUT of said deflated bouncy castles would be 1/2 the FUN!
Edited by wheeliebear75, 30 January 2012 - 12:06 PM.
*Enjoy every sunset, but be grateful for every dawn.*
*Wheelchairs are made of a special ocular magnetic alloy......they're "eyeball magnets".*
*I USE a wheelchair, that does NOT make ME a wheelchair!*
*Wheelchairs are made of a special ocular magnetic alloy......they're "eyeball magnets".*
*I USE a wheelchair, that does NOT make ME a wheelchair!*
#36
Posted 31 January 2012 - 10:55 PM
Sorry Q - loooks like you had a great time.will try to get some buns baked tomorrow for a belated bun-fest
belated happy birthday
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belated happy birthday
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