Come on, fess up! Post pictures too...if you are brave enough to share one.
http://www.tenspeed.com/books/featur...irtyWowWow.htm
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Sprite
Come on, fess up! Post pictures too...if you are brave enough to share one.
http://www.tenspeed.com/books/featur...irtyWowWow.htm
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Sprite
"I call it reveling in natures finest element. Water in its pristine form. Straight from the heavens. We bathe in it, rejoicing in the fullest." --BZ
I don't want to ask what you were searching for when you found that site.
"fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
"She was tossing her bean salad with the vigor of a Drunken Pop princess so I walked out of the corner and said.... "need a hand?"" - Odin
"everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy
I had a dirty wow wow my ex took when we broke up. It was a Pooh my grandmother bought me at the hospital when I was born. One of her firends burned it so I told all of our mutual friends that her headlights pointed in different directions and she had a smelly wow wow and that was the ultimate cause of our breakup.
I had a bit of old neglige that I called my 'coochie'. I dragged my coochie around the garden, chewed it and it took it everywhere with me. It eventually became very smelly.
Cue the boys.....
Monty Python's version of the cougar phenomenon:
"This is a frightened city. Over these houses, over these streets hangs a pall of fear. Fear of a new kind of violence which is terrorizing the city. Yes, gangs of old ladies attacking defenseless, fit young men".
When I was 3 and my younger brother was 1, he received this exact bear for xmas
Which I promptly stole from him the next day. I still have it laying around somewhere minus 1.5 ears, a nose, mouth, and one eye.
I think that the human mind is unique among all other forms of life in that it can spontaneously create unique thoughts and provide unique behaviors. Instead of rewarding that uniqueness we, for some reason probably because of cultural and social necessity, we chastise unique behavior and reward conformity.
"Smithers, I'm so happy. Something amazing has happened, I'm actually happy. Take a note! From now on, I'm only going to be good and kind to everyone."
This is the blanket we used to take my daughter home from the hospital.
7 1/2 years later and she still insists on sleeping with it every night.
Its a wee bit worse for wear...
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In with the 9.
Berko wins!
Nothing left but the tag...too funny!
I thought you wanted to see our hoo-hoo-dilly's.
The sad thing is that it is true. My mum threw my coochie out when I started school so I have no pics. She was just upset because it was her negligee.
Just to let you know, coochie doesn't have the same meaning over here as it does for you lot. Especially 30 years ....cough cough....20 years ago!
Monty Python's version of the cougar phenomenon:
"This is a frightened city. Over these houses, over these streets hangs a pall of fear. Fear of a new kind of violence which is terrorizing the city. Yes, gangs of old ladies attacking defenseless, fit young men".
Oh and Roo had a little elephant. It still exists so I could post pics.
Cue the girls............
Monty Python's version of the cougar phenomenon:
"This is a frightened city. Over these houses, over these streets hangs a pall of fear. Fear of a new kind of violence which is terrorizing the city. Yes, gangs of old ladies attacking defenseless, fit young men".
I think we all heard stories about Roo's elephant. Same story that we heard of his poopie.
That was a funny story.
This is Silly Dog... missing an eye... nose virtually worn off... threadbare...
He's kind of a long story, so if you have to pee, I'd do it now... I found him by the side of the road when I was 10 or so... brought him home and my mother refused to even allow him into the house as he was rather disgusting. We restuffed him, washed him (over and over) and made sure no bugs were catching a free ride... I slept w/him until I went to college...
When I had my son, SD was the perfect size & shape to prop the boy's little body onto his side, which at the time was the Preferred Sleep Position... he has slept w/him ever since -- trucked him back & forth to his dad's house until his stepbrother got mean about him and then SD just stayed at Mom's house... SD's adventures are many... he even went to Cairo with us... and when my boy had some minor mouth surgery, SD got some sympathy stitches in his somewhat bedraggled nose...
And a few years ago, when the occasion arose for me to have a certain talk with my son (with regard to appropriate places for certain bodily fluids to end up and really the only INappropriate place would be anywhere Mom might STICK HER HAND IN IT....)... well, Silly Dog was in the middle of that one too (though prob'ly against his better judgement). Needless to say he's been washed a restuffed countless times...
Boy's 15... I just took that pic of SD on his bed. Gawd, he'd be mortified. But I'm a mom. It's my job.![]()
When logic goes out the window, go with it.
-- yogachik
not what i expected
Mine was called "Susie". My mother had to divide it for each house, each car, and the boat. I freaked when there was no Susie.
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Fuck, I forwarded the link to the 'diry wow-wow' site to my Mom, and she's all over it, I don't have any pictures yet, but when she posts them I'll get them over here. She still has the bear my Great Grandma gave her as a kid in 1943 to comfort her during WWII.
My worst was when I moved to Jamaica for 9 months at 5 years old and left my best bear in the cab on the way from the airport. At that point it was the most horrible experience of my life.
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