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Guys, I have a problem with my gun. It's reloading time is abysmal (pretty big word for a 13 year old, huh?). Sometimes I have to wait 15 minutes or even more before I can shoot again. Also, I've wondered if I should opt for an automatic. I've got a pump action right now, which seems just...

(just for good measure)

I'm sorry for your loss, Fudgey. On the other hand, I was surprised to find that you have a relative in Germany:

I never know. But I've often suspected I've been caught. It's just the funny looks people give me when they see me out in the open at the office. Horrified looks, I would say. As if they were saying to me "How dare you show yourself in public! Not after that!" Of course, that's how they...

Hmm... A verbal goatse? I can see this thread has not suffered at all from my absence. Or presence.

I wish I was smart enough to debate these important issues with you guys, but I'm afraid my head just isn't big enough to contain more than one thought at a time. And it pretty much contains only one. All the time. But then again, that keeps things nice and simple for me.

As much as I would like to say it's not true, I am one of those who simply cannot reach the ATM unless I am standing right in front of it.

Or an adult diaper. Which could potentially solve a number of other problems, too.

We all know what a French kiss is - a sloppy wet kiss on the lips, with the tongue slipped in. But have you heard about the Australian kiss? It's the same thing, only down under.

^Well, I wouldn't have typed it out myself, but that is the definition I was thinking of. Which, of course, makes the title of this thread take on an entirely different meaning.

Some might say that you should switch to a narrower lane, in that case. Or control your balls better.

There you are! I've been looking all over for you! You folks have no idea how painful it is to be separated from a buddy like testee. To wonder where's he's going. To realize how long it's been since you've seen him around. How's it been hanging, little buddy?

Boy, I sure had this thread wrong. I read "GUAM buildup" and I thought you were talking about something else entirely. I had buddies who were in the Navy tell me what GUAM stands for. Any guesses?

I've tried being left handed before, too. The benefit was only temporary.

From what I understand, most of us diminish in size in our 50s anyway, so what's the big deal? Have you found the secret? I sincerely hope you don't believe those e-mails that promise otherwise, because in my experience, those can actually hasten the down-sizing, and in worst-case-scenario...

20 ways to say that someone's "fly is open".... 20. The cucumber has left the salad. 19. I can see the gun of Navarone. 18. Someone tore down the wall, and your Pink Floyd is hanging out. 17. You've got Windows in your laptop. 16. Sailor Ned's trying to take a little shore leave. 15. Your...

Yes they are. But I bet mine is bigger than yours.

Kind of a "it's not gay if you're underway" kind of thing? No thanks. :f_115m_e45d7af: Me, well you better not even look my direction when we're both in the bathroom....

^^I still think you violated that particular man law, because, by definition, the "pursuit" is over once you start calling her "wifey." She's all yours now, you don't have to break the rules anymore.

I thought I heard a little voice coming from down below... You all may laugh, but posting over there at "the other board" was not all fun and games. I remember at least one post where I really had put some effort in. Hard work, I'm telling you.