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@Corn Pop Grip tape for a skateboard

@Corn Pop Grip tape for a skateboard

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We had no internet to dial up. 

Cinemax was clutch too.
Y’know the first half of the decade+ I’ve been posting here all my relationships were monogamous, but then about five or six years ago I guess you could say I had a sexual awakening of sorts like in one of those Emmanuelle movies.

Me and @Leon Troutsky are both Gen X.

I am

We had no internet to dial up. 

I was going to post that but I knew I'd be dogpiled. Seriously, they treat a stage like one of the posters at the mall you have to stare at for 10 min until you see the picture. 
They're not gonna leave until they see the nazi sailboat.

Can't believe that "e r e c t" is in the filter. I e-rect towers for a living.

We had no internet to dial up. 

Can't believe that "e r e c t" is in the filter. I e-rect towers for a living.

But there was those moments when the scrambled porn channel would straighten up for a sec or two and you'd see some tits. There was nothing wrong with the sound from those channels so you could hear the pounding clearly.

But there was those moments when the scrambled porn channel would straighten up for a sec or two and you'd see some tits. There was nothing wrong with the sound from those channels so you could hear the pounding clearly.

We had no internet to dial up. 

All we had was scrambled cable and the hope of finding random used porn in a wooded area.

Its gonna take more than one 1st for him to go anywhere. The going rate for him is 3 first rd picks.

speaking as a Gen Xer, I’m really enjoying the discourse now that you millennials are considered old and dusty

He bought that off Wish

Sweet home Talibama
 
 

I feel like he's the best DE in the draft (over Paye or Rousseau). And not because I'm being a homer. I like Rousseau too but I wish he played this year. Ojulari is the anti-Beasley, he doesn't give up on a play.

One year at the UGA/FL game in Jacksonville (early 2000s) our tailgate was set up next to a kitchen tent run the the Pork Council of America (or some such thing - I was drunk by 10 AM). We hung out all day, trading beers for sausage biscuits, pork tenderloin and whatnot. I took a bottle of bourbon into the game, and, as we got beaten pretty soundly, was three sheets to the wind by the end of it. Turns out I was also three ***** to the wind. On the way out I got the spinal chill  pushdown warning from pork overload, and the only place I could find was a port-a-potty just outside the stadium. It was worse than anything I've ever endured, scatologically speaking. I threw away my shows, pants, and boxers when I got back to the house.
Sometimes that's how it goes.

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