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Post by J.R. Ewing on Nov 26, 2008 1:43:45 GMT -5
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Post by CBG on Nov 26, 2008 1:46:27 GMT -5
Can't do that, J.R., that's a hot link.
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Post by J.R. Ewing on Nov 26, 2008 1:56:28 GMT -5
I uploaded it to my Photobucket account, does it work now?
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Post by CBG on Nov 26, 2008 2:09:19 GMT -5
Yes, thank you.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Nov 26, 2008 10:23:39 GMT -5
Oh man...code red, defcon...I don't get all that, but I could really go for some Funions right about now...
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Post by Weirdo Writer on Nov 26, 2008 13:59:21 GMT -5
"So we meet again, Mister Bond...Before I put you in the baby-oil death trap, I'm going to explain my evil plan to destroy every fitness center in the world!" *burp*
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Post by callipygias on Dec 2, 2008 15:59:35 GMT -5
Mama knitted my napkin-holder right to my shirt. I ain't gotta use my tie no more.
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Post by Satchmo on Jan 5, 2009 20:45:42 GMT -5
The situations has worsened, Mr. Bond. The enemy has begun to weaponize black plastic coat hangers.
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Post by The Mad Plumber on Jan 10, 2009 11:25:55 GMT -5
"That's it, man! Game over! Game over! I'm not the ultimate bad-ass! We're in some deep sh- ... oops, wait a minute, I'm Joe Don Baker ..."
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Post by Bart Fargo on May 12, 2009 15:13:04 GMT -5
I'm the best actor from Grosebeck, Texas!
Okay, that's not saying much, but still...
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