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Originally posted by nhtagmember:
is this the one?
Yep, that's the one. Its on a different laptop so I couldn't find it.
Now for another concern regarding the love doll. Long ago they were just inflatable. Now they are rumored to be lifelike silicone. They always worried me because the need for after action clean up might be important.
Its why we select the ones we call "babes" because we assume they're good at that task. If its our doll, we would need to be responsible for that task. There's no one else we could blame.
About 25 or 30 years ago we put on a jeep race (sand). Each year we had a campsite decoration contest. No rules. Often the racers would show up and decorate for Christmas. Or any number of other things. One notorious group (and that's the clean way of putting it) decorated their campsite as a house of ill repute. Complete, with even a red light out front and a lady to beacon customers standing by a tree. Yes, she was inflatable with the skimpiest of outfits.
Our campground manager at the time had gotten a little tipsy. OK, really he was drunk on his ass. So he wandered in and proceeded to put the moves on the aired up lady. Her loose fitting garments allowed easy access to the vitals. So as he was availing himself of her assets, one of the campers pointed out "Bill, you should be careful. You don't know who's been there last or how recently." He stopped his groping at that point, and settled for another beer. One he really didn't need. He couldn't get any drunker, just lower on beer. As paraphrased from Cheech and Chong.
Nope, it was Gallagher.
Unhappy ammo seeker