So to be politically correct my question is "do you own a weed eater"?
So a young guy was signing up for college classes.He had all his main classes and just needed electives.His buddy suggested he try the new theology class,and he asked what it consisted of.His buddy said "we'll let me give you an example.He said do you own a weed eater."And the guy said yes.His buddy said "we'll then that tells me you probably have a lawn".The guy said yea.And then his buddy said"which means you probably have a house on that lawn."Again the guy agreed."The buddy continued "and if you have a house then you probably have a wife and maybe a family:.Thats pretty good the guy said.And thebuddy said and if you have a wife and family that probably means your heterosexual."Thats unbelivable the guy remarked,I think I'll try it.
So he's sitting around at the cafeteria a while later and hears someone talking about electicves,so he speaks up."You should try the new theology class."The other guy says yeah, what exactly does that class consist of.So the first guy says "well let me give you an example,do you own a weed eater?"
The other guy says "no".So the other guy says wellllll thhheennn,,,,You must be a queer.
So to be politically correct my question is "do you own a weed eater"?

You butchered that joke.
“I used to do drugs. I still do drugs. But I used to, too.”


A guy with a house, wife and kids has time to go to college during the day and sit around the cafeteria calling normal college kids fags??? I don't get it, your average college kid barely touched the weed eater at home 12 month's ago when his parents would yell at him to do the yard, why would he keep one in his dorm room????
Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012


i had a doberman once that when left in the car on a lovely autumn afternoon decided to tear open a pound of pot. when we opened the door he jumped out with a banana in his mouth and enticed the humans into a rousing game of try n catch me.
this was like 10 years before i was a mom![]()
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...Why was there a banana in a pound of weed?


Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012


Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012
Originally posted by maniclion
You never smoked a banana, lop off the ends like a cigar and torch it up and take a big drag....man you'll be tripping like shrooms....![]()
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Pathetic!!!!


whatyou know how he got them out
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