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Hey. Stow it! That was a simple xplanation. Grrrrrrrrr! Watch it!

Dear equilibrum, u did not finish the story well. This is how the story ends.

. . . Sure enough, af few minutes later the door rings
and the father answers. A kid standing there
says 'Hi, I'm Chuck, ' and the farmer shot Chuck.
Question is: "Why did the farmer shoot Chuck?"

You mite not have an answer to this, but if u read the story below, then u will understand the famer's reason for shooting Chuck.

This farmer has about 200 hens, but no rooster and he wants chicks. So, he goes down the road to the next farmer and asks if he has a rooster which he would sell. The other farmer says, “Yeah, I’ve got this great rooster named Chuck. He’ll service every chicken you got, no problem.”

Well, Chuck the rooster costs a lot of money, but the farmer decides he’d be worth it. So, he buys Chuck. The farmer takes Chuck home and sets him down in the barnyard, first, giving the rooster a pep talk,

“Chuck, I want you to pace yourself now. You’ve got a lot of chickens to service here, and you cost me a lot of money. Consequently, I’ll need you to do a good job. So, take your time and have some fun,” the farmer said, with a chuckle.

Chuck seemed to understand, so the farmer points toward the hen house, and Chuck took off like a shot. - WHAM! - Chuck nails every hen in the hen house - - three or four times, and the farmer is really shocked. After that the farmer hears a commotion in the duck pen, sure enough, Chuck is in there.


Later, the farmer sees Chuck after a flock of geese, down by the lake. Once again, - WHAM! - He gets all the geese. By sunset he sees Chuck out in the fields chasing quail and pheasants. The farmer is distraught—worried that his expensive rooster won’t even last 24 hours.


Sure enough, the farmer goes to bed and wakes up the next day to find Chuck dead as a doorknob—stone cold in the middle of the yard. Buzzards are circling overhead.

The farmer, saddened by the loss of such a colorful and expensive animal, shakes his head and says, “Oh Chuck, I told you to pace yourself. I tried to get you to slow down, now look what you’ve done to yourself.”


Chuck opens one eye, nods toward the buzzards circling in the sky and says, “Shhhh, they’re getting closer, ”


NOw if u were the farmer, wont u shoot Chuck?

Relax, clemcy, they aint seen nothing yet,

@ poster

How d'u know that? Are u gay?

HOW TO MAKE LOVE


Ingredients:

[list]
[li]4 Laughing eyes
4 Well-shaped legs
4 Loving arms
2 Firm milk containers
2 Nuts
1 Fur-lined mixing bowl
1 Firm banana[/li]
[li][/li]
[/list]

Directions:

1. Look into laughing eyes.
2. Spread well-shaped legs with loving arms.
3. Squeeze and massage milk containers very gently.
4. Gently add firm banana to mixing bowl, working in and out until well creamed. For best results. Continue to knead milk containers.
5. As heat rises, plunge banana deep into mixing bowl and cover with nuts, leave to soak (preferably NOT overnight).
6. The cake is done when banana is soft. If banana does not soften, repeat 4 steps 3-5 or change mixing bowls.

Notes:

1. If you are in an unfamiliar kitchen, wash utensils carefully before and after use.
2. Do not lick mixing bowl after use.
3. If cake rises, leave town immediately!

Great joke Mimi. Trouble? That aint trouble, dearie. That is what i call BIG TROUBLE. BIG ASS TROUBLE. REAL BIG ASS TROUBLE. 

HA HA HA!!! LMAO Great joke, man. So those guys are actuali scared of blow jobs!!! christ!

Glitzerazzi

Wanking!

@Ituen
Fine jare! Keeping body & soul together. How ur side?

@djcrooky & Ituen.
y'all had it coming, dint ya? i warned y'all!

LOL!!! Fifty times! His cocopi would  be rock hard by then! very funny. ptaller, go get some scouring powder. Your mind needs it.

Hiisssssssssssssss!

Jeez! WTF's been going on here. And why's all y'all screaming ma name? and for f*ck's sake, will all y'all stop swearin'?

Beam

Thats to show all y'all how small Tope's head is, hence the reason for the miniature brain size!

Hmmm. . . ?

Clemcy. . . !
Tear.

Sand

Three gay men died, and were going to be cremated. Their lovers happened to be at the funeral home at the same time, and were discussing what they planned to do with the ashes.

The first man said, "My Bala loved to fly, so I'm going up in a plane and scatter his ashes in the sky."

The second man said, "My Teadr was a good fisherman, so I'm going to scatter his ashes in our favorite lake."

The third man, Djcrocky said, "My Ituen was such a good lover, I think I'm going to dump his ashes in a pot of chili, so he can tear my ass up just one more time. . .

^{*Ituen . . . u harsh o!*}

Hole. Hole Indeed. Clemcy, get a detergent & scrub ur mind! Jeez!

Migines:
I don't see anything close to love between this two guys.

You were meant to say "these", Migines! See what happens when you frolick with redundant/retarded pips?

fyneyes,
u r missin it. . . those extra weak lines are as a result of minimal (and sometimes null) power supply to his brain.  Hold on. . . did u for one second think that his brain generates power? Mos def not! 'cos if it did, we'd be getting proper lines from him and not all of these incoherrent blabberdash.  


So Mr. Teadr, what point exactly are you trying to pass across?

Jeez!!! WTF

In your dreams! the Next time you put my name in such a forum without due consultation, I'll have you circumcised (or re-circumcised) as the case may be you. . .

Welcome aboard, Vivy.

Late

See what comes out of Teadr cos i decided to chill out. . .  Mr. Teadr! the battle line is drawn! On guard, Monsieur!

You two (Ituen & crocky) 'll hearing from me real soon. I assure y'all that u will.

If anybody dare ask me any non-value adding question there. . . I'll. . . .
^{*Sits down, polishes his Luger and waits for the unfortunate asker of questions*}

Ituen, are u saying i am 10 inches? you started it!!!