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free Jack Brownfield ...
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Wish I had something to plug here. But I'm poor and fresh out of ideas. :groucho:
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Extreme does okay still. I send a chunk of traffic to Max Hardcore just this past spring for one month and saw about a 1:500 ratio for 45 signups. The company in my sig, as I've said earlier, is not my company. They are a sponsor of mine, and a new one to me at that. So far they run a tight ship from what I know of it, and there is nothing disreputable I can find about them on any board. They pay on time every time, and their sites do well. I may one day soon push a significant amount of traffic their way but as yet haven't, as they are new to me. I'm not here shouting at anyone to look at my sig or click it. Never been my style really. Like Fletch and many other webmasters do, my sig space is sold to this company. As far as this thread goes, I just wanted to be clear about what the rules were, but this 5+ pages turned out pretty great anyway, don't you think? [/b][/quote] i certainly do ;-) drop by more often, it hurts less each time ;-)))) |
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She likes it rough! |
There's 10 minutes I won't get back...
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Good for sigbot Gonzo... Thanks for the compliment... ;)
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the first 2 pages were boring, anything in the last 4 I need to read?
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Dan...
Oh yes, you should read every word... hehehhehe |
I’m not amused anymore
And nothing’s a muse anymore I sing of love and of hate But I’m just masturbating my soul And I don’t want to live anymore And I don’t want to give anymore If I fawn, if I flirt, I just keep getting hurt And it’s taken its toll I wish I could fuck all my sorrow away And fuck ’til the dawn of the next fucking day Fuck the chorus and verse, fuck the pain getting worse Fuck it all ’til I burn I wish I could fuck all of you ’til you see I’m the worst fuck up in all history Fuck your image and mine, fuck your limp valentine Fuck it all ’til I learn I’m not a kid anymore I don’t know what I did anymore But on every damn pass, karma bushwacks my ass And I get it all back And I don’t want to move anymore I’ve got nothing to prove anymore If I run, if I sit, still it all turns to shit Then it turns to attack I wish I could fuck all the memory I keep Fuck the next ten years and just go to sleep I’m fucked if I do and I’m fucked if I say I’m fucked if I don’t, so I’m fucked anyway I wish I could fuck all of you ’til you see I don’t need your mercyfuck sympathy Fuck your word and your prayers, fuck your stares and my cares Fuck it all ’til I learn |
Fast cars and explosions
Party hats and motion lotion Let’s go down to the ocean And break out the tits and whiskey Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me I am Ernie’s rubber ducky Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me Let’s break out the tits and whiskey It has to be filthy I’m ripe and I’m healthy I wish I was wealthy So fuck the rhythm and let’s break out the tits and whiskey ’cause that shows we’re anarchists I’m all about right now And everything I do is Fowl So get out another motel towel To wipe up the tits and whiskey |
So that's what the night crew does.... <_<
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You people are whoring in my piss thread? Keep it up, I'll come piss in your whoring thread.
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I'm not a whore, I'm a smartass...
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It's all Serge's fault.
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Just to be clear-
Sarettah's penis is still okay around here, right? Right? |
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