Don't worry baby, I don't think your ugly! True beuty is only a light
switch away.

I'll start with a pick up line, it's you job to best the one previously
posted by the person above you.

I may not be the best looking here, but I'm the only one talking to you.

GO!

Party = Tequila

Use one word to describe the person above you based on their profile
picture... And try to be nice folks LOL!

LMAO that was great.

Hey ever notince that you can take certain words and make short phrases
or other words out of them? Here check it out...

Dormitory - DIRTY ROOM
Prysbetarian - BEST IN PRAYER
Astronomer - MOON STARER
Desperation-A ROPE ENDS IT
The eyes - THEY SEE
George Bush - HE BUGS GORE
The Morse Code - HERE COME DOTS
Slot machines - CASH LOST IN ME
Animosity- IS NO AMITY
Election results - LIES - LET'S RECOUNT
Snooze alarms - ALAS NO MORE Z 'S
A decimal point - I'M A DOT IN PLACE
The earthquakes - THAT QUEER SHAKE
Eleven plus two - TWELVE PLUS ONE

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:

Mother-in-law - WOMAN HITLER!!!

Oh I wanna try! Ok here goes.



Two tall trees, a birch and a beech, are growing in the woods. A small
tree begins to grow between them. The beech says to the birch: "Is that
a son of a beech or a son of a birch?" The birch says he cannot tell.
Just then a woodpecker lands on the sapling. The birch says,
"Woodpecker, you are a tree expert. Can you tell if that is a son of a
beech or a son of a birch?" The woodpecker takes a taste of the small
tree. He replies: "It is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch.
It is, however, the best piece of ash I have ever put my pecker in.

I read those horoscopes on myspace.

I was walking to a friends house when this kid riding his bike rode up
behind me and smacked me upside the head. He turns his head and then
yells "See ya later FAGGOT!" Not typically being the grudgeful or
vengful type I let it go, thinking to myself that Karma would come back
to kick him in the ass. Lo-n-behold I saw the exact same kid entering
someones house. Some kids near by that I had noticed were watching his
bike. I asked if I could barrow a peice of chalk that they were using. I
then traced an outline of were the bike was, and wrote; "Call me a
faggot now you bike-less whore!" as then I hopped on it and took off. I
ditched it in some alley a block away.