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going for the 300

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And our 3rd $100 winner. Congratulations! Please contact me at [email protected] with the following information.

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Now let's see who is going to be our 4th winner. Let's rock this thread folks!!:banana

and another bump to achieve that prize.

I misssed the winning spot again

Email sent....and thanks again TopBucks ;)

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Bump, bump :)

let's go for 400th

Congrats on the win and lets get to 400:)

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why this one is so slow ???

Not sure. It's a great contest.

Yep it is too slow

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nice contest. Here's a bump

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A bump to speed it up :)

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hi everybody!!!

here is another for the cause

so another one from me as well!

~Happy Monday~ Lets get this thread rocking! oh yea..and ::BUMP:: for Plug in Feeds!

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70ish to go...

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There were three guys at a bar.

One was a college student, one was a buisness man and the other was a biker.

The student tells the two other men that it was his aniversary and he got his wife a pearl necklace and a trip to the Bahamas "Shit if she doesnt like the necklace she'll love the trip" he said.

So the buisness man said "That's nice, for my last aniversary I got my wife a Mercades and a new mansion, if she didn't like the mercades she has to like the new mansion. "

As the biker finished his drink he said "For my next aniversary I'm getting my wife a t-shirt and a vibrator. If she doesn't like the t-shirt she can go fuck herself"

:1orglaugh

A drunk walks into a bar and notices a banner that says "win $10,000; ask bartender for details".

He asks and the bartender says "well, you see that man at the end of the bar?". the drunk looks over and sees a huge, burley dude. the bartender says "if you can knock him out with one punch, you go to the second step...
The door right behind that big guy opens into a room containing an aligator with a sore tooth. if you can pull his tooth and come out alive, you move on to step three...
Those stairs next to the door go up to an eighty year old hooker's apartment. she has never been satisfied by any man. if you can satisfy her, you win the money!"

The drunk says ok and orders a double shot of whiskey. he belts that down, walks to the end of the bar and POW!, knocks the big dude out. he orders another double, belts it down, walks to the door, steps inside and closes the door. BAM, CRASH, GROWL is all the bartender and patrons can hear for a few minutes and then total silence.
Five minutes later, the drunk walks out of the room bloody, clothes shredded. He orders another double, drinks it and says
"o.k., where's the hooker with the sore tooth?".

Saskatchewan's three kick rule:
A big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural Saskatchewan. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing. The litigator responded, "I
shot a duck and it fell in this field, and now I'm going to retrieve it."
The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here."
The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial attorneys in Canada and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own.

The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we settle disputes in Saskatchewan. We settle small disagreements like this with the Saskatchewan Three Kick Rule."

The lawyer asked, "What is the Saskatchewan Three Kick Rule?"

The Farmer replied, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my land, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times and so on back and forth until someone gives up."

The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom.

The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the attorney. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy steel toed work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick to the midriff sent the lawyer's last meal gushing from his mouth. The
barrister was on all fours when the farmer's third kick to his rear end sent him face-first into a fresh cow pie. The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet. Wiping his face with the arm of his jacket, he
said, "Okay, you old coot. Now it's my turn."



The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the duck.

Only if this would work in real life. Man! that would be genius.

Can't wait til my site is ready to go. I'll be using PlugInFeeds to please my surfers:)

you can always try it anyway :1orglaugh

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hey dudes

yea! then I'd totally get my ass kicked.:helpme

Bump from me :)

Ahhhh it's a new days lets get some cash:)

good night