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…you’re probably gonna have to chop it up, no matter what you do.

It’s like they say:
You do the crime, you spend the time…chopping up a corpse. Or something like that.

If you know of a pig farm, and hopefully know the farmer, I know that several hungry (starving) pigs can devour an entire corpse in a couple hours…bones and all.

Your next bet would be a swamp. Large gators are what you’re looking for here…
Perhaps this would even cover up your crime?

Soprano’s Style? Find new construction, and make sure your corpse finds its way
into the cement being layed for the foundation.

[quote ĐaNi HaŦeS ŸoŪ]why the hell not?[/quote]

Well…sanitary reasons, for one.

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Other than that, it’s all in good fun!
(where are my goggles?)
(starts up mechanical bull)

…don’t spend it?

I pulled into the crowded parking lot at the Super
Wal-Mart Shopping Center and rolled down the car
Windows to make sure my Doberman/Shepard Pup had
Fresh air.

He was stretched full-out on the back seat and I
Wanted to impress upon him that he must remain there.
I walked to the curb backward, pointing my finger at
The car and saying emphatically, “Now you stay. Do
You hear me?”
“Stay! Stay!”

The driver of a nearby car, a pretty blonde young
Lady, gave me a strange look and said, “Why don’t you
Just put it in park?”

[quote Snarky TJ]Wholly crap, I am *never* driving in England. Ever. God bless her Majesty’s public transportation system.[/quote]

Just imagine what would happen if you came across a Toucan crossing the road…
…I wouldn’t know what to do.

Thank god for America…and her “Caution: Deer, Elk, Moose, Horse, Tractor, Duck, and Turtle Crossings.

http://wso.williams.edu/~mdessem/poly…

Perhaps you could transfer this addiction to something else…

Ever played The Sims?
Or World of Warcraft?

Oh, wait…do you want help quitting this addiction, or furthering it?

I know very little about this…

…but could it be that the files you are trying to transfer are mp3’s?
You have a mp4 player, correct?

Maybe you need to convert your music files into mp4’s before they’ll play through that particular player?

I guess what I’m saying, is be careful…
…only you really know the other person.

Falling in love is great, and seriously:
“Tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.”

I say…
Go for it!

(If it helps, every guy I know my age is with an older women…and quite happy)

I believe the age difference isn’t a problem…
…but the maturity level might be.

At 30yrs you may know exactly what you want, however;
Being in your 20’s is an odd time in life. I know for sure that
4 yrs ago (when I turned 20) I had no clue what I wanted from life…
…hell, I still dont.

Something like this could make, or break, a relationship.

The Best Blonde Joke:

http://bgeiger.net/weblog/archives/20…

…So I’m at the wailing wall, standing there like a moron, with my harpoon…

A duck waddles into a bar and hops on a stool. The bartender, irritated, says, “What’ll you have?”

The duck says, “Got any pickles?”

The bartender spits and says “We don’t have pickles here, We serve drinks. Now get out!”

The duck hops off the stool and waddles out.

The next day, the same duck waddles into the same bar, hops on a stool, looks the bartender in the eye and asks, “Got any pickles?”

The bartender, irritated, says, “I told you yesterday we don’t serve pickles here, we serve drinks, now GET OUT!”

The duck hops off the stool and waddles out.

The next days the same duck waddles into the same bar and hops on a stool, looks at the bartender, and asks: “Got any pickles?”

The bartender, infuriated, POUNDS his fist on the bar and yells at the duck. “I told you two times we don’t serve pickles here, we serve drinks! If you ask me ONE MORE TIME, I’m going to nail your beak to the bar! NOW GET OUT!”

With that the duck shrugged, hopped off the stool, and waddled out.

The next day, the same duck waddled into the same bar, hopped on a stool, looked the bartender in the eye and asked: “Got any nails?”

The bartender, puzzled, said “No.”

The duck then looked him square in the eye and said, “Got any pickles?”

“When I die, I want to go peacefully, in my sleep, like my grandfather.
Not screaming in terror, like his passengers.”

So this drunk guy gets into line at the supermarket behind a lady unloading her
soon to be purchased items. He obviously eyeballs her, and her groceries, before
saying to the lady, “You must be single…”

She stares at the man, looks at her groceries, and replies:
“Actually, yes I am. How could you tell?”

His response:
“…cuz your ugly.”