no.

Don't Sh*t where you eat.

I had to wear all white to a memorial service riding my white harley once. Late spring and it was mayfly mating season. I was stained. And I'm talking an inch thick on me, my bike, my face, my glasses. I looked like someone went crazy with spraypaint cans. I was every color there is. Oxyclean works but willie mays yells too much. It was a couple of years ago when the mayflies were so thick they used snowplows to scrape them off the roadways and nasa was tracking them on satellite- looked like a thunderstorm on radar. That shower afterwards felt good. I should put up the pictures. It looked like someone threw a pie in my face. Yuck.

That's because as we age, we realize the choices that we have made in life weren't always the correct choices...I will wait for my "head over heels" and will settle for nothing less

you're still single?

Only if someone like the late Steve Irwin were hosting it. The rest, thankfully antisocial services handles.

To run over stinky boys with cooties, of course.

Wmb's favorite snack!

...just a dab of 20/50 motorcycle oil behind my ears and the girls come running. I ran behind a guy with a leaky harley panhead all day one day. The oil spray and all the dirt sticking to my skin. Got off my bike ruggedly handsome- with dark hair and dark tan. Had women telling me I smell so good and asking what the stuff I was wearing was called. My answer- road grunge.

Not so fast, my pretty.

See, as long as I'm around, you'll always be number 2...

Both smell rather oily.

I smell good. Never really was a smelly boy. I liked bathtime. Rubber ducky you're the one...you make bathtime lots of fun...HEY BERT YOU CREEPY QUEER QUIT PEEKING THROUGH THE KEYHOLE YA GROUCHY PINHEAD FAG!!!

I think they named it axe because you would need one to get laid because it makes a great insect and woman repellant. Yuck.