casekonly

The parish priest went on a fishing trip. On the last day of his trip he hooked a monster fish and proceeded to reel it in. The guide, holding a net, yelled, "Look at the size of that Son of a Bitch!" "Son, I'm a priest. Your language is uncalled for!" "No, Father, that's what kind of fish it is-a Son of a Bitch fish!" "Really? Well then, help me land this Son of a Bitch!" Once in the boat, they marveled at the size of the monster. "Father, that's the biggest Son of a Bitch I've ever seen." "Yes, it is a big Son of a Bitch. What should I do with it?" "Why, eat it of course. You've never tasted anything as good as Son of a Bitch!" Elated, the priest headed home to the rectory. While unloading his gear and his prize catch, Sister Mary inquired about his trip. "Take a look at this big Son of a Bitch I caught!" Sister Mary gasped and clutched her rosary, "Father!" "It's OK, Sister. That's what kind of fish it is-a Son of a Bitch fish!" "Oh, well then, what are you going to do with that big Son of a Bitch?" "Why, eat it of course. The guide said nothing compares to the taste of a Son of a Bitch." Sister Mary informed the priest that the new Bishop was scheduled to visit in a few days and that they should fix the Son of a Bitch for his dinner. "I'll even clean the Son of a Bitch", she said. As she was cleaning the huge fish, the Friar walked in. "What are you doing Sister?" "Father wants me to clean this big Son of a Bitch for the new Bishops' dinner." "Sister! I'll clean it if you're so upset! Please watch your language!" "No, no, no, it's called a Son of a Bitch fish." "Really? Well, in that case, I'll fix up a great meal to go with it, and that Son of a Bitch can be the main course! Let me know when you've finished cleaning that Son of a Bitch." On the night of the new Bishop's visit, everything was perfect. The Friar had prepared an excellent meal. The wine was fine, and the fish was excellent. The new Bishop said, "This is great fish, where did you get it?" "I caught that Son of a Bitch!" proclaimed the proud priest. The Bishop's eyes opened wide, but he said nothing. "And I cleaned the Son of a Bitch!" exclaimed the Sister, as the Bishop's eyes widened even more. The Bishop sat silent in disbelief. The Friar added, "And I prepared the Son of a Bitch, using a special recipe!" The new Bishop looked around at each of them. Slowly a big smile crept across his face as he said, "You fuckers are my kind of people!"

she's just trying to collect 'samples' from you seldoon. don't take her tissues

ahahahhaha! damn.

^^^^^^^^^ It's a boring day - I've got nothing to do Except to get a load of retards and drive 'em to the zoo Oh oh oh takin' retards to the zoo (x2) Load 'em on a bus just for laughs Down a winding road stepping on the gas Down a winding road just daydreaming Down a winding road with the retards screaming Oh oh oh takin' retards to the zoo (x2) One of them blowing a big spit bubble Slam on the brakes at the first sign of trouble Head on collision bodies everywhere Head on collision retards beware Oh oh oh takin' retards to the zoo (x2)

Marketing Concepts You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say, "I'm fantastic in bed." -- That's direct marketing. You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl. One of your friends goes up to her and pointing at you says, "He's fantastic in bed." -- That's advertising. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and get her telephone number. The next day you call and say, "Hi, I'm fantastic in bed." -- That's telemarketing. You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl. You get up and straighten your tie; you walk up to her and pour her a drink. You open the door for her, pick up her bag after she drops it, offer her a ride, and then say, "By the way, I'm fantastic in bed." -- That's public relations. You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl. She walks up to you and says, "I hear you're fantastic in bed." -- That? That's brand recognition.

i just woke up at 5 a.m. had to smoke some herb last night, i need to tell you guys and girls about my neighbors one day.

go with p4

i became a reverned from the church of life. online style. so, i didn't bite, huh? -food-

rev. casek know what thr ladies like, and the ladies like the pudding

perhaps they knew each other a bit better than you thought?

only the coolest thing in the world. "Turn you lover into a tasty snack with the Doc’s Body Pudding. Spread it on and lick and nibble it off. Available in three delicious flavours. A body is a great thing to taste but tastes even better with a little body pudding!"

^^^dayyyumn ok, so i was about to go to bed, yawning and everything. until..... i realized i ahve to be up, showered, shaved, and then i have to go get my new drivers license. mine expired from the other state and i was trying to lay low for awhile and not be found out . i still owe a hospital 15k for a broken femur years ago. i also have to go to a chinese rastaurant and do some consulting for their netowrk. it's all fawked. their menu is in chinese on the computer b/c the cooks don't speak english. what are the chances of me learning chinese in a week? fuck. that noise. thank you.

there is nothing betetr than women and swimming pools filled with pudding. vegemite for you aussies.

i used to have a button on my purse similar to this while i was in high school. forget exactly what it said... *bronx zoo is right... Quoted post [/b] you lie.

rental: there is a god....and he has pudding, kiddie pools, and beer on tap.

PUDDINGFEST.COM HOLY SWEET GOD!

mom? looks like pi kappa sausage fest save for one girl who they prolly g'ed up girl on the left bugs me the fuck out. sucks to be her. uh.

what? pudding wrestling?

i'd just spread her.

yep.

can you get vegemite in america? there are different flavors right>?

with their vegemite and tomato sammmiches.. figure out what ham is dammit!