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Put on the professional demeanor and dad face and enjoy the good clean dirty fun of it next year. The following year, back to Grease 3!! Lust in the Grease

How is it that Tristan Baldwin is in every one of these threads. You name a position, he has been in it. You name and outfit, he has worn it. You highlight a body part and his part is always highlightable. That is him in #45 by the way.
So I offer out a challenge to the picture poster among us. Find a category in which a photo of Tristan cannot be found.

I thought it said somewhere they were in NYC. Sure, other places allow for longer commutes by car. NYC, specifically Manhattan, usually do not.

When I was younger, I made a salary of 140,000 and managed to pay about 4000 in taxes total. I did the taxes myself. These figures are ridiculous and my major question is, how can two people who are this stupid about finances and taxes have jobs that pay them $250000 a year. $5000 a year for gas. That is about $100 per week. At $3.00 a gallon that is 33 gallons at 20 miles per gallon that is 660 miles a week, every week for a couple living in Manhattan. Where are they going everyday?

I thought it said somewhere they were in NYC. Sure, other places allow for longer commutes by car. NYC, specifically Manhattan, usually do not.

When I was younger, I made a salary of 140,000 and managed to pay about 4000 in taxes total. I did the taxes myself. These figures are ridiculous and my major question is, how can two people who are this stupid about finances and taxes have jobs that pay them $250000 a year. $5000 a year for gas. That is about $100 per week. At $3.00 a gallon that is 33 gallons at 20 miles per gallon that is 660 miles a week, every week for a couple living in Manhattan. Where are they going everyday?

When I was younger, I made a salary of 140,000 and managed to pay about 4000 in taxes total. I did the taxes myself. These figures are ridiculous and my major question is, how can two people who are this stupid about finances and taxes have jobs that pay them $250000 a year. $5000 a year for gas. That is about $100 per week. At $3.00 a gallon that is 33 gallons at 20 miles per gallon that is 660 miles a week, every week for a couple living in Manhattan. Where are they going everyday?

Stupidity is no defense. I know the saying ignorance of the law is not defense but in this case, stupid stupid stupid.

While

Duke LaCrosse was a he said she said case, this is a situation which he texted and he texted and he texted and he sent a photo and he looked up what to do when someone is not breathing. And of course the victim in this case, is not saying anything.

While

Duke LaCrosse was a he said she said case, this is a situation which he texted and he texted and he texted and he sent a photo and he looked up what to do when someone is not breathing. And of course the victim in this case, is not saying anything.

Innocent until proven Guilty is legal thinking. These people have yet to be on trial, but that does not mean there isn't sufficient evidence out there to convict them in the court of public opinion. That court has a lower threshold for assigning guilt. Ask OJ.

Stupidity is no defense. I know the saying ignorance of the law is not defense but in this case, stupid stupid stupid.

Vin teaching you a lesson is a very nice way to spend a day.

Each of these entertaining clips shows rimming using the tongue, sometimes with amazing desterity and mobility. When i am in those regions, my tongue tires out and once the area is nice and wet from saliva, I use my chin and a fairly firm pressure. I have received some nice compliments about this technique. Is it a common trick to use the chin when rimming? When I expect to be engaging in this activity, I usually go unshaven for a day or two and use the stubble as an extra stimulant. Most like it, but some have found it too abrasive. Thoughts?

Though they may not be physically here, the ones we love are always with us. Today, I started back to work on the one year anniversary of the cardiac event that left me unemployed and physically drained. Though the PS weekend had revitalized my spirits I still had concerns about my ability to do the job. I felt that my skills had faded, my mental faculties had dulled and my physical endurance was not what it needed to be. On my way out the door, I could not find my work ID badge, identifying me as a physician. I searched my home and my car and could not find it and I worked it up in my head that this was a sign that I was not ready to do the job. After all, without the badge, who would known me, what would vouch for my credentials. The hour grew late and a decision had to made, go without the credential or not go at all. I opted to go.
When I arrived at work, just as I removed the car key, a picture of my wife which I keep in the car, fell from the visor. I went to pick it up and it had landed right on the credential. I swear I had looked everywhere in the car, and yet there it was. I actually started to weep in the car, I am not sure why, but I can tell you I felt loved and reassured and ready to face the day. I went in and did a fair job. Not bad for the first day. I came home exhausted. Tomorrow will be better.
BBaller, your wife is right there with you, I am sure you know it. I am sure you feel it. I am sure when you are down, memories help supply a sense of peace and contentment with just a tinge of melancholy. So you did do it, both of you. You have been blessed.

As to living alone, you will hate it. And love it. When they return, you will find yourself relieved and also wondering how you ever lived in such a chaotic world. Best of luck to all four of you guys. And was it only your son eyeing the midshipmen?

I cannot speak for others but I always enjoy your posts, your avatar has great abs and your posts have great heart.

Though they may not be physically here, the ones we love are always with us. Today, I started back to work on the one year anniversary of the cardiac event that left me unemployed and physically drained. Though the PS weekend had revitalized my spirits I still had concerns about my ability to do the job. I felt that my skills had faded, my mental faculties had dulled and my physical endurance was not what it needed to be. On my way out the door, I could not find my work ID badge, identifying me as a physician. I searched my home and my car and could not find it and I worked it up in my head that this was a sign that I was not ready to do the job. After all, without the badge, who would known me, what would vouch for my credentials. The hour grew late and a decision had to made, go without the credential or not go at all. I opted to go.
When I arrived at work, just as I removed the car key, a picture of my wife which I keep in the car, fell from the visor. I went to pick it up and it had landed right on the credential. I swear I had looked everywhere in the car, and yet there it was. I actually started to weep in the car, I am not sure why, but I can tell you I felt loved and reassured and ready to face the day. I went in and did a fair job. Not bad for the first day. I came home exhausted. Tomorrow will be better.
BBaller, your wife is right there with you, I am sure you know it. I am sure you feel it. I am sure when you are down, memories help supply a sense of peace and contentment with just a tinge of melancholy. So you did do it, both of you. You have been blessed.

I cannot speak for others but I always enjoy your posts, your avatar has great abs and your posts have great heart.

I cannot speak for others but I always enjoy your posts, your avatar has great abs and your posts have great heart.

I cannot speak for others but I always enjoy your posts, your avatar has great abs and your posts have great heart.