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DroppingPlates · « **Reply #113350 on:** April 03, 2016, 03:15:09 PM »

Quote from: devilsmile on April 03, 2016, 03:13:50 PM

go fuck ur ugly hoes, my american patriot

Me American?

devilsmile · « **Reply #113351 on:** April 03, 2016, 03:16:41 PM »

Quote from: DroppingPlates on April 03, 2016, 03:15:09 PM

Me American?

u aren't? anyone who calls me "scandinavian" i automatically assume is american

DroppingPlates · « **Reply #113352 on:** April 03, 2016, 03:31:42 PM »

Kwon_2 · « **Reply #113353 on:** April 03, 2016, 04:17:23 PM »

Quote from: El Diablo Blanco on April 03, 2016, 03:00:44 PM

Arnold training Uma Thurman for Kill Bill?

Arnold and Sandahl Bergman training for Conan the Barbarian

NarcissisticDeity · « **Reply #113354 on:** April 03, 2016, 05:15:56 PM »

Mitch · « **Reply #113355 on:** April 04, 2016, 03:54:16 AM »

that's not Groink ruminating his vengeance

DroppingPlates · « **Reply #113356 on:** April 04, 2016, 04:03:20 AM »

Quote from: Mitch on April 04, 2016, 03:54:16 AM

that's not Groink ruminating his vengeance

Would love to be that tree..

Kwon_2 · « **Reply #113357 on:** April 04, 2016, 06:41:12 AM »

Nether Animal · « **Reply #113358 on:** April 04, 2016, 08:39:53 AM »

MP · « **Reply #113359 on:** April 04, 2016, 08:57:13 AM »

Quote from: FitnessFrenzy on March 31, 2016, 12:37:24 PM

“I was miserable being single. But I knew it was going to be hard to meet someone new. There is so much space junk out there. And a lot of older men are looking for a younger lad. But I had great hopes. I did my visualizations. I pictured a nice, younger, good-looking man. Every morning I wrote down just what I wanted. Then I found him on one of those dating sites. I was a little worried at first because his profile said: ‘I’m back, guys.’ I thought that maybe he was a slut. But he also quoted a psalm in his profile, and it was a good psalm, so I sent him a smile emoji. We started chatting and decided to meet at the Metropolitan Museum. I walked up the stairs and there he was! Suit! Tie! Overcoat! So much better than his picture! We spent six hours at the wine bar. They had to kick us out. We started seeing each other regularly. I felt like I was sixteen. Nothing could bother me for months. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn't train with the biceps suspinator. Everything worked out just like I imagined. It will have been eight years together, this July.”

Gold.

Kwon_2 · « **Reply #113360 on:** April 04, 2016, 08:58:24 AM »

Quote from: FitnessFrenzy on March 31, 2016, 12:37:24 PM

“I was miserable being single. But I knew it was going to be hard to meet someone new. There is so much space junk out there. And a lot of older men are looking for a younger lad. But I had great hopes. I did my visualizations. I pictured a nice, younger, good-looking man. Every morning I wrote down just what I wanted. Then I found him on one of those dating sites. I was a little worried at first because his profile said: ‘I’m back, guys.’ I thought that maybe he was a slut. But he also quoted a psalm in his profile, and it was a good psalm, so I sent him a smile emoji. We started chatting and decided to meet at the Metropolitan Museum. I walked up the stairs and there he was! Suit! Tie! Overcoat! So much better than his picture! We spent six hours at the wine bar. They had to kick us out. We started seeing each other regularly. I felt like I was sixteen. Nothing could bother me for months. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn't train with the biceps suspinator. Everything worked out just like I imagined. It will have been eight years together, this July.”

Gold