ahchiu
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Worst F*cking Invention Ever!
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FJRay
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can't dissagree
gixxerjasen
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Why didn't she just buy a more work appropriate shirt to start with?
Don't show it if yo don't want us to look.
Don't show it if yo don't want us to look.
HotRodZilla
GOD BLESS AMERICA
Some people are just hateful!!
MEM
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bwv
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Hehehehe... Order now and we'll send you 2... you just pay for handling.
jayke
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I thought you were talking about Facebook...............
Bugnatr
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Titkerchief ?
Top_Speed1
Panama Canal Crosser
Cleavage is overrated! ...and a **** apron is a good invention (for old pervs like DonS)
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rushes
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I hate it when they cover the best parts like that.^ ^ ^ ^ ^
lnewlf
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silicon sister mister.....not overrated tho
SoCalFJR1300
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Redfish Hunter
Gone Fishing
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Although Mrs. Redfish often refers to this forum as "Motorcycle Facebook".
With regards to the CCC (Cleavage Covering Cloth) I have no strong feelings either way. I think it would allow a well endowed woman with limited funds to utilize one blouse for multiple occasions. Since I consider myself something of an expert on the female chest (I have been studying them almost all my life!) I have usually been granted access to the ones I needed to see. Few things piss me off more than some pervert maneuvering around trying to get a free shot when the female is making every attempt to cover it. If a man cannot talk his way into the view he wants, he does not deserve to see.
saread
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WTF? Testosterone challenged today? I find nothing at all perverted about ogling ****, or ***, or anything else that makes my day.
Redfish Hunter
Gone Fishing
Do keep in mind that this is in Jokes and Fun Stuff so none of this is worth getting upset over.
But... My Testosterone levels are fine. If a lady wants a man to see, she will make it happen.
A boy on the other hand will go out of his way to catch a glimpse of something a man will have access to later that evening.
But... My Testosterone levels are fine. If a lady wants a man to see, she will make it happen.
A boy on the other hand will go out of his way to catch a glimpse of something a man will have access to later that evening.
HotRodZilla
GOD BLESS AMERICA
Haha...Nothing wrong with your testosterone level RFH. Actually, your statement about some guy going overboard to get a free shot reminded me of when my dad, our pastor and I got into a fight at Cliff's Amusement park almost 20 years ago. Have time for another HRZ story? I swear this is all true:
C and I had been dating for a couple of months. Unlike RFH's hideous wife (not) mine is Hawt. As in captain of her HS and college cheer squads, prom-queen hawt. Honestly, I donno what she ever saw in me, but when you've got it, you've got it. She has a very nice build and her rack is/was part of that attraction. She has always kept them pretty under wraps and doesn't show them off very often. The day at Cliffs, she was wearing a regular girl shirt with a lacy undershirt. Little cleavage, but nothing to write home about.
So...on a nice summer day, we go to Albuquerque's small amusement park with my parents and their church group. We were in line at the Log Ride and were doing the back and forth zig-zag thing. I was standing next to my dad and C, just hanging out. A little while into it, my dad told me, "That guy is breaking his neck to look down C's shirt. He saw me bust him and looked at me like I could kiss-off." I thought, "naaaaaaa, dad's just making it bigger than it is, but I'll keep an eye open." So the next time we passed each other, I watched that guy. Sure enough, he was standing on his toes to get a look. Then he would elbow his buddies and make crude remarks and gestures. I made sure he saw me catch him and made sure he knew C was with me. FWIW, I didn't say a word. No reason to make things bigger than they needed to be.
Remember that I have said before that I used to be an *******...I would fight anyone. I was good at it and didn't really care. I'm glad I wised up, but I was raised by a man that could fight and I wasn't allowed to back down or run from people. In my defense, I never picked on anyone and was never a bully. That would have gotten me beaten worse than not fighting, but I had a younger brother and sister to protect, so I kind of always took the little guy's side. I loved beating the crap out of guys that thought they were tougher than me. All that ******** to say I had been in enough fights to read them pretty well. ******* boy was with three friends. One of them was a giant and the other two were turds. I was trying to be cool because I wasn't in the mood for a 4 on one thundering, especially with Sasquatch on their side. I knew my dad would have my back, but that was not the place.
The next time that little ******* came around, I made sure he knew I was watching. He didn't care and was particularly brazen and obvious, stating loudly, "Nice ******* I could suck on." Amazingly, I still held back and simply said, "Dude, why don't you calm down and have some respect?" He returned with a barrage of "**** you's" and ended with, "Wanna fight about it?" Well, now I did! So I started jumping over the bars towards the outside. I watched as him and his three friends followed. We were very close to the ride, so I didn't think my dad would make it out. My plan was to thunder Andre the Giant and then get a piece of the others, but Andre was moving slow.
Big mouth boy was first out and I let him take a swing. I stepped in and swept him, cracking his head on the pavement as he hit. That ******* saw stars and I knew it. One down, three to go. Where the **** was Andre? As I was standing back up, one of the turds jumped on my back...Then he was gone. I donno how my dad did it, but he had made it out and pulled turd #1 off of me. Turd #2 stepped up and got hit in the face two or three times, while turd #1 got thrown around like a rag doll. Then I saw security guards coming in and I didn't have a beef with them, so I stopped and stood there.
I got escorted out with my dad and our preacher. Turned out, the preacher had been diverting Goliath, who didn't want to fight anyway. The preacher actually grabbed a hold of the initial ******* when he finally got up. Needless to say, I was impressed with him. He made it out right behind my dad because he had seen the whole thing go down and was irritated at *******'s lack of respect. My dad didn't hurt turd #1, he just tossed him around a bit. My dad was a monster and stronger than I ever was, so that little ***** was way out matched. We all ended up talking to the cops. I told a female officer exactly what happened and was very respectful...I was not a cop yet. She went to talk to ******* and he said something smart to her. Next thing I knew, she had him by the neck up against the chain link fence a good 4 inches off the ground. She handcuffed him, threw him in her car and told us we could go. Never even got my name. The Cliff's security guys had already heard about the whole thing from all the bystanders and let us right back into the park.
Now...What makes this story funny is that after my initial discussion with ******* have I never mentioned where C was. Know why? She was on the dammed Log Ride watching her ***** boyfriend fight in an amusement park. She, my mom, and my sister saw a good portion of it from the top of the ride. That's what I get for being chivalrous. Hahahahahaha...
So, even though I'll look, I really try to not be an ***, and I definitely won't ogle some girl that is obviously with another guy. Some out of decency, and some out of fear of my wife. Lol!!
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