I'm giving up porn.

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That is exactly the same thing I do here!I go out of state and people see my plates say utah or people come here (fuck only knows why they come here) and ask me stupid shit about mormons (are you one, where are thier horns, where do we go to see them ? are they in fences so they cant get to you?) stupid stupid shit !so I explain that they file them off but if you look close you can see the horns growing up under the hair, that fmost of htem are in provo around BYU and others are kept underground below the temple in Salt Lake City, that if someone knocks on the door and wants to talk to them about the LDS ways they should slam the doorff and lock it as they are the missionaries, and they are there to kidnap them. If you let them in they will drug you and take you to the temple where secret ceremonys are held to convert them and then they will grow the horns themselves.people are fucking idiots world wide, irish, germans, scottish, canadiens, the brits, it doent matter, during the Olympics I had people from world wide asking me the same stupid fucking questions and buying off on all the shit I said.I lived downtown and drove bus for the UTA so I came into contact with so many people, they never once failed to astound me with their idiocy, fucking fools. Of course during those 2 weeks, I got laid with new girls from every country I could and had a wonderful time so long as we didnt have to talk

Not sure exactly the whole origin is, but I do know that the legend of leprechauns actually came from Germany. Not sure if it started there but it was there before it was in Ireland.

You should be in Kentucky, where apparently we're all barefoot, moonshine swilling rednecks who marry our cousins when we're 12.

Really ?? so its just like Arkansas ?

Apparently so, but without the hurricanes.

I suppose I got it better by just having 20 wives because I live in utah.Atleast you got the derby, I have to drive an hour and ah alf to wyoming to bet on horses, two hours the opposite way to Nevada to play poker.

As much as I hate the Ky Derby (except for Thunder), it's probably done more than anything to counter the ignorant redneck Kentuckian myths.

A while back, videos on my computer stopped working. They'd get all distorted with weirded out colors, you couldn't see a thing.So I had to give up porn.It wasn't really difficult, since I had no way to give in to temptation. After a few days I hardly even thought about it. Having given it up, I find there are many positive effects to daily life. I still masturbate, but doing it by imagination seems to be much more... Natural? I don't know. But it's simply the healthier way to go, in my opinion. Anywho, about a week ago, I updated my video card drivers and movies started working agian. I still haven't gone back to porn, though. During the 'recession', I starting dating a nice girl in drama club who enjoys phone sex.

Well, Oklahoma is *supposedly* a bunch of beer-drinking, football-playing, tabbaco-smoking, walmart-going rednecks who fly down a red-dirt road at 90 mph in a pick-up truck from the 70s to video tape an F5 tornado as it picks up thier neighbor's house and cows....wait-a-sec....Oklahoma *IS* like that :open_mouth: :grin:

Good for you!! I will be in that same boat. Thanks for opening my eyes! Not only that, but it will SAVE my computer. So many viruses out there.

"Well, Oklahoma is supposedly a bunch of beer-drinking, football-playing, tabbaco-smoking, walmart-going rednecks who fly down a red-dirt road at 90 mph in a pick-up truck from the 70s to video tape an F5 tornado as it picks up thier neighbor's house and cows..."That's to accurate to be funny...

hugs scotty hey hun! miss yas!

Hugs back, bud.I've been around, enough to keep an eye on ya anyway wink, wink. I just haven't had time to make any posts.

I couldn't think of a better person to keep an eye on me lol.I'll send you an e-mail soon so we cna catch up =-D

There is a fact missing about Oklahoma, it was forgotten that the rednecks that live there have gun racks in thier trucks, while some carry a rifle in it most of whta I saw was baseball bats. People there should mind thier own fucking business too We pulled into the cracker barrel to get some food on our way thru, Im talking to the people with me and some asshole got in my face because walking thru the parking lot ot go eat I had said something that offended him, something about jesus christ its so hot here I can feel the air pushing down onme after stepping out of the air conditioning in the car, the air is FAT!
This lead to his telling me he was going to kick my ass for talking shit about his wife. I told him to toss her fat fucking ass back in the horse trailer he was towing ing leave or Id kill him.
He didnt leave, but he shut the fuck up, took the time to call some of his buddies while we ate and took a cheap shot when we left. We left him and his 2 buddies laying in the parking lot when we pulled out and continued on to st louis, fucking idiot rednecks.
By the way Scotty, I didnt forget about you, I got people looking into it and should be getting a call or email in the next day or two about the 38 super :laughing:

hahaha Chance you are pretty cool bud...I admire the no bs attitude.

Most people think Im just insane.
I like to think Iv earned my reputation for rushing in where angels fear to tread.
Once we were at Lake Powell, did some climbing on the cliffs and some packing and I said something like that water looks so damned good, nice and cool and so fucking hot up here withthe sun beating on our asses, Id like to jump in fthe lake.
The guy with me siad somethign about nevre let anything but fear and common sense stop you, so I jumped, easy 80 feet to the water. Powell is a deep bastard, your PRETTY safe anywhere you care to jump from the cliffs into the water with out worry of it being shallow and breaking your ass to a million bone splinters so I was worried too much, the water felt fine and I had a new nickname for the rest of the summer..NCS....No Common Sense

hahahah thats funny...I am starting to overcome my fear of heights..

I fell off a 20-30 foot lava rock cliff In Sacramento CA....My back pack prevent me from breaking my neck...I got knocked out, busted open my elbow and dislocated my left knee...I had to be carried 6-7 miles back to an area with some band aids...so yea traumatic...

My stupidity, bravery, insanity, call it what ever title you care to stick on it, has landed me many many times in great pain, broken bones, new lacerations, I dont even know how many stitches, and jail all of wich were better then teh embarrasment of doing it to begin with. I earned that name very few people I hang out with remeber the name but they all remeber that trip.5 days on a house boat we all rented, bring your own food and 100 bucks each for the booze ontop of the rental for the boat and whatever you chose to bring with you, fucking great times, Im trying ot get them all to pitch in on the boat again, it seems like it was about 800 apiece for each of us, all inclusive with the gas and boat and food and booze, Id like to take that trip again, we had a blast, skinny dipping, exploring the slot canyons, parking the boat back in coves that stay dark all day because the sun cant hit them, naked party for days on end and all the skinny dipping in nearly 70 degree water that you wanted, next time Im taking my digital video camera, wish I had it the first trip.

damn sounds like fun...Yeah I know the pain deal...My pain is caused by objects though.Cut my stomach open with and axe...not to serious though...fingers sliced open, finger tips...severely sprain nearly broken ankles...and my god all my concussions...including my minor ones I have to be close to 30 by now...