Right.Y'all have very active imaginations, LOL! Love it!
Deny, deny, deny…
Regardless, nobody can take away my memories.
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Right.Y'all have very active imaginations, LOL! Love it!
Sounds kinky to me.......Once upon a time I agreed to sell a hacksaw to @palmettomoon
I met him as we agreed in a PM. But he looked sketchy, was driving an old beat up Pinto, and his fly was unbuttoned.
Something didn’t seem right, so I kept my hacksaw.
Yep, the ole bait and switch.....Yep. Buyer was told he needed a GA DL for sale. When he arrived (up near Dalton) with his girlfriend he said he forgot it and I could sell it to his girlfriend as she had hers. I thanked him for his interest and advised I would NOT sell it to his girlfriend for him, that was not kosher in my book. His car had TN plates on it!!!
LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!That's a riot right there.................................You were just mad I wouldn't pay $10 for it and when I showed you the NAPA ad for one @ $5.99 you called me a lowballer! You COULD NOT SEE my balls or how low they hang through my open fly!
Pics or it didn't happen........................Yes, NAPA makes a very fine hacksaw.
But mine is rare, has patina, and the handle has an outstanding stippling job.
So yes, I exclaimed that you were indeed a “lowballer.”
But then you retorted back: “Hey buddy, I’m from Macon. I’ve been called much worse.”
I'd love to see the look on our women's faces if they read these post. They'd have us committed.....When one door closes, and all that…
I sold @palmettomoon my Kobalt hacksaw. He showed up to the meet an hour and 45 minutes late with cotton candy stuck to his chin, smelling like liquor and sporting faux angel wings. He was driving a Pacer with bull horns on the front.
He jumps out and gives me this big hug and apologizes profusely for being late, drunk and more than a little handsy.
Regardless, after he showed me his journeyman’s card, I took his $7.46 in assorted change and he took my broken old hacksaw.
When we shook hands and turned to leave, he asked if I’ve ever been to Vegas. I said “no”. 4 days later, we returned home with a pretty respectable rap sheet.
I’ve seen him once since then. He acts like he don’t know me.
Imaginations??!! I've met you!! You can't make stuff like this up!!........Y'all have very active imaginations, LOL! Love it!
Mines into him too. Kinda awkward but whateverI'd love to see the look on our women's faces if they read these post. They'd have us committed.....
Mines into him too. Kinda awkward but whatever