why they got to dry the granny panties on the front porch (1169 hits)
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Submitted by hungovermondays (View user info) at 2005-02-15 14:04:01 EST
It being such a nice day, I thought I would unplug from uber for a while and go for a stroll.
I walked into town, hit the bank, bought some art for 2 bucks at the thrift store, and leered at pretty girls becuase I was wearing shades.
I even thought, shit, I'll take the long way home. Then I encountered the drying granny panties.
I ran back home to get my camera, and started taking pics until this bald guy started looking at me from another window.
Just thought I would share the pain
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Submitted by Unabonger (user info) at 2005-02-21 10:45:20 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
hey those are mine...
Submitted by Merlina (user info) at 2005-02-21 10:39:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
oh dear sweet lord.
you need to take a trip to Ireland..
Submitted by Saxon (user info) at 2005-02-15 18:22:22 EST (#)
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Be careful of old ladies you may want to read this.
http://www.ubersite.com/m/59289
Submitted by Adamdidit2u (user info) at 2005-02-15 16:13:45 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Move out of Arkansas
Submitted by Hairsphincter (user info) at 2005-02-15 15:36:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
I am far too Protestant to look at that level of poverty. Next time use NSFP.
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2005-02-15 15:22:04 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
+1 for pic
+1 for comments
Submitted by Sassmasterr (user info) at 2005-02-15 14:12:20 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
As the snow flies
On a cold and gray chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
People, don't you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see,
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way
Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto
Then one night in desperation
A young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray chicago mornin',
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
Submitted by hungovermondays (user info) at 2005-02-15 14:12:16 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
hell yea foo' we gotz rocks.
Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2005-02-15 14:08:53 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
You live in Crackton?