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I am hoping to be an Oregon State Trooper, and when I pull Subarus, Air cooled VWs, or Porsches over, I think I will give the owner the option of a ticket or taking me for a ride ![Very Happy :-D](./images/smilies/003.gif)
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worst I got was a load of BS too, I was given a ticket for going "well over 90mph in a 70" he decided to give me a break because I was polite, and marked it at only 89. thing is...I was being passed by a red ricer, my Leggy Turbo was broken, so I was driving my Mommy's Subaru Outback station wagon and it was UP A STEEP HILL! First off, I know how to drive and I know I wasn't going anything over 75-duh, I know where cops sit...secondly, how can I get the ticket for speeding when I'm the one being passed(my radar detector blew up at me so thats how I know for sure that I was being passed when he tagged me with the laser)
Oh and the part that really gets me...it was a motorcycle cop who was off his bike hiding behind a tree and got me with the laser it was around a corner!
Talked it over with my law professor and just deferred the ticket(gotta love WA state laws there!) So just a few more months to go and bye bye ticket...
But to quote Jay and Silent Bob...Fuck fuck fuck the police!
Oh and the part that really gets me...it was a motorcycle cop who was off his bike hiding behind a tree and got me with the laser it was around a corner!
Talked it over with my law professor and just deferred the ticket(gotta love WA state laws there!) So just a few more months to go and bye bye ticket...
But to quote Jay and Silent Bob...Fuck fuck fuck the police!
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that's just wrong on so many levels.....subawhatsubawho wrote:You can drink in the strip clubs around here. I wish they were all undersgaed with fake tits.
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On my 18th birthday, I went to a peeler bar in West Virginia.
Some good looking girls, one took a dollar off of my mouth with her tittys. Another picked a dollar off my pants with her goonya.
Then I saw something that would haunt me forever, and forever go down in "remember that time" history.
A stripper who was probably 19 or so walked over, overhearing that it was my birthday.
She had an OK silihoute, and it wasn't until she came closer that we saw what would forever be known as "nutboob".
She had these saggy, popped water baloon looking boobies. It looked like a leather sack filled with a hacky-sack. I gagged a little, and looked over at my best friend. He was in shock, and the girl that was with us looked at her own boobs to verify that they weren't supposed to look like that.
She staggered over to us with a slutty kind of cadence. I was horrified. With a voice as rough as a 60 year veteran smoker, she wheezed out a cliche "Happy Birthday Big Boy." Again, I was shocked.
Then, the image that haunted me that night. She bent forward. There they hung like it was a humid mid-july day. It was here that the nickname "nutboob" originated. My friend, in an attempt to squelch his laughter, cracked a smile. Like the scent of blood to a shark, she turned off me, and slid over to him. A quick wink, and she started gyrating. Moving her hips, her upper she-parts swirled in counter rotation.
I was able to pry my eyes away from the bean bag pouches on her chest, and scanned the rest of her body in amazement. Across her lower abdomen, I spotted a scar.... from a C-section.... I dared not venture lower, and I jabbed my buddy. He broke his stare, and looked over at me. I motioned for him to give her a dollar, and reluctantly, he did so.
She snatched her dollar and trotted away like a prancing horse.
Now, I must give it to the girl, she was trying REAL hard to be sexy. She wasn't totally repulsive, and I DO feel a little guilty for describing a person in such negative light. But it does illustrate the fact that strip clubs are like used car lots. You don't know the history of the cars, and you don't know how hard they were driven. Only major difference, is that at a strip club, you can't kick the tires. Lots of times, a few of the cars can have some pretty big dents... or testicles hanging from the bumpers.
Some good looking girls, one took a dollar off of my mouth with her tittys. Another picked a dollar off my pants with her goonya.
Then I saw something that would haunt me forever, and forever go down in "remember that time" history.
A stripper who was probably 19 or so walked over, overhearing that it was my birthday.
She had an OK silihoute, and it wasn't until she came closer that we saw what would forever be known as "nutboob".
She had these saggy, popped water baloon looking boobies. It looked like a leather sack filled with a hacky-sack. I gagged a little, and looked over at my best friend. He was in shock, and the girl that was with us looked at her own boobs to verify that they weren't supposed to look like that.
She staggered over to us with a slutty kind of cadence. I was horrified. With a voice as rough as a 60 year veteran smoker, she wheezed out a cliche "Happy Birthday Big Boy." Again, I was shocked.
Then, the image that haunted me that night. She bent forward. There they hung like it was a humid mid-july day. It was here that the nickname "nutboob" originated. My friend, in an attempt to squelch his laughter, cracked a smile. Like the scent of blood to a shark, she turned off me, and slid over to him. A quick wink, and she started gyrating. Moving her hips, her upper she-parts swirled in counter rotation.
I was able to pry my eyes away from the bean bag pouches on her chest, and scanned the rest of her body in amazement. Across her lower abdomen, I spotted a scar.... from a C-section.... I dared not venture lower, and I jabbed my buddy. He broke his stare, and looked over at me. I motioned for him to give her a dollar, and reluctantly, he did so.
She snatched her dollar and trotted away like a prancing horse.
Now, I must give it to the girl, she was trying REAL hard to be sexy. She wasn't totally repulsive, and I DO feel a little guilty for describing a person in such negative light. But it does illustrate the fact that strip clubs are like used car lots. You don't know the history of the cars, and you don't know how hard they were driven. Only major difference, is that at a strip club, you can't kick the tires. Lots of times, a few of the cars can have some pretty big dents... or testicles hanging from the bumpers.
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[quote="scottzg"]...I'm not a fan of the vagina...[/quote][quote="evolutionmovement"]This will all go much easier if people stop doubting me.[/quote]
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[quote="scottzg"]...I'm not a fan of the vagina...[/quote][quote="evolutionmovement"]This will all go much easier if people stop doubting me.[/quote]
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