The Old Folks Home

[bamadude]

Ron : tighten up

 

[vehve]

 

[Wisher1000]

We could all be ladies.

Was that Alaskan's cat I saw streaking away from the open bag?
(see post below.)

Hey check out alaskans gender neutral website...alaskanthefrostedflake.com

 

[bamadude]

Lol

 

[bamadude]

Im pretty sure several of us on here know alaskans gender. Send me $5 and a self addressed stamped envelope for clues

 

[vehve]

Wisher, or deliberate misleading?

No one knows...

(Except for me)

 

[ronott1]

I spent the morning sending messages to those that have not sent me their set count. I am giving them another half hour and then I will get the number set and announce the winner.

Good luck!

Ron : tighten up

The reported total set for the hatch a long is 2360. Michaelf was closest with a guess of 2247.

A couple of members set a lot of eggs so the number is up this year.

 

[bamadude]

Recount

 

[Alaskan]

dude! I BATHED

 

[ChickenCanoe]

How cool would it be if we were all in the same room at the same time....with our little "hello my screen name is:" stickers on our shirts....i would pretend to be alaskan

That would be cool. Surprising, even startling, but cool.

I always imagine it red

It's disturbing that you are even imagining.

One word - elephant. Wisher knows what I mean.

Don't you mean anaconda?
That's a reference I heard today.

One day I want to be a dirty old lady....

Why wait?
Do it now.

Handsy 80 year old men are sort of heartwarming too.

Quote:

NO dirty old men groping women, ladies, girls (or any other human being) are not cute. Not even a little. EPIC FAIL

My landlord in Germany had the same birthday as I. He turned 82 the day I turned 22. He loved the fact that we shared birthdays. Herr Putz was a horny old man though.
He was the only man in town his age. All the people of his vintage were old ladies. His wife invited everyone in town above 70 to this birthday party which he insisted on celebrating with me and my roomy from Brooklyn. He invited us into the party but we knew that if we went in we would end up inebriated in short order.
We said we had to go up to the apartment for a bit while we tried to figure out how we could escape. Shortly, he came up knocking on the door with 3 liter sized beers. We finished them and I pulled out 3 more. We were drinking those when his wife came up and told him all of his female contemporaries were waiting for us to come down for cake and coffee(Kaffee und Kuchen) to celebrate our birthday. He told her we would be down in a bit. 3 beers later, she came back yelling at him. He grabbed her by the face and shoved her toward the door. He apparently wanted to spend his birthday drinking with some young guys rather than cake and coffee with old ladies.
We were shocked and embarrassed and decided to talk him into going to the party to satisfy his wife.
We went down and there were about 6 old German ladies besides his wife. They ranged from mid 70s to mid 90s. I guess, in a small town, you celebrate anyone that makes another year. No one spoke any English except my buddy and I. We had very nice cake and coffee. However, after the first cup of coffee, herr Putz was ready to drink.
He went to the cellar and brought up a bottle of red wine and 2 bottles of white wine. The red for the ladies and the white for the guys. It wasn't long before we needed a couple more bottles. Eventually, herr Putz, Joe and I had consumed 8 bottles of wine while the ladies were still finishing their first bottle. He was getting randy and they were starting to feel good as well. Herr Putz started going around kissing all of them, then groping and reaching under dresses. His wife caught him and started yelling. The old ladies pushed his hand away and giggled.
Wild scene to say the least. It was like watching your grandparents in a pre-orgy.
He was out of white wine, thank goodness.
So he went back to the cellar and brought up a bottle of schnapps. Joe and I looked at each other and shook our heads no. We knew how bad we would feel the next day and begged him to let us leave. Eventually we were able to escape.

We could all be ladies.

I've been a lady, or should I say a female character on many Halloweens. Twice a witch, once a bride. I don't know what gender the werewolf was that I played. Or the snake for that matter.