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With the Nude Skydiving Championships only three days away, the ground crew positions the landing target and awaits delivery of fifty gallons of KY Intense™.

I once propositioned the night clerk at the Binghamton YMCA. He said he would have to think it over.

Thanks. I was not aware of this. Appears I might have to rethink my earlier position, although a bit of travel may now be required.

What does Lucky really mean?

Done and done.

Check this out. Radio Shack also has simple inexpensive landline phones. If your broken phone has the round mouthpiece like the one below, try unscrewing it, shaking out the microphone and buffing the contacts with a fine emory board or sandpaper. It may come back to life. AT&T built those suckers to last.

My .. . are on the . . . Well, you get the drift. As no one else reads my posts, our secret strategy is safe and you and I could tie this thing up by tomorrow afternoon! PS: Be on the lookout for a package addressed to MsGuy from Mai Gai. Consider it an early distribution.

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Well, as usual, MsGuy, you're right on target. As you suggested, I reached out to a Mr. Hai Gai, Night Production Manager at the Pushi Industrial Company in beautiful downtown Zhejiang, a leading manufacturer of balloons for parties, holidays and commercial purposes. I asked him how he was able to make a balloon to sell for a mere penny. Productivity! was his answer. When I told him it takes me fifteen minutes to make a post on an escort-related bulletin board with a contest going on, I could hear his guffaws all the way from Ningbo. You not win that way! he told me. You need productivity. Make all posts same. Make fast. Even the most parsimonious bean counter would know at once that he spoke the truth. I thanked him for his insight, ordered an extra tank of helium, and sat down to plot our new strategy. We need posts that are quick to do, and maybe come in a couple of colors for our more fashion-conscious readers. That's it. Say something like this: My .. . are on the Only 2152 posts to go! One after the other, ten seconds tops, and we could smoke this contest!

I started with 956 posts after five years and this will be my 37th post in thirty days. So I've upped my posting rate by at least half. With another 121 days to go, I'll need to double my output again just to get a ride in Oz's hat. And even then I'll be merely one of a dozen or more slips of paper competing for a single $500 prize. To be one of the three folks who post 2190 times by May 31st, I'll need to post eighteen times a day. Assuming no one sees me coming and pulls ahead leaving me once again dithering in the dust, my prize will work out to about 23¢ a post. As it's hard for me to create a post in under fifteen minutes, even on a good day, that works out to under a buck an hour. Not bad for 貴州, but barely enough for an organic fig here in Northern California. So what is it that keeps so many of my fellow posters' eyes on the prize? Is it the lure of the lucre? The roar of the approving crowds? The thrill of the hunt? Or perhaps something far more cryptic and cunning? Who's willing to share their little secret?

Thanks for posting the story. There's so much more here than made it into the newsfeeds. But there seems to be much more still that we may never know. It sure reminds us how confused and vulnerable these young folks may be.

My Friday nights revolved around Dallas, usually watching with friends, and I'll watch this one too. No character, before or since, could make me say uh, oh like JR. You just knew he was up to no good! First I heard of Brad Pitt was thanks to Dallas, when he played the boyfriend of Priscilla Presley's daughter. Believe it or not, he was in his early twenties when he played this character. It was his first year in Hollywood, and Thelma and Louise was four years in the future. And Sue Ellen's fling with Christopher Atkins kept the eye candy coming, even though I thought the scripts were getting a bit tired toward the end. Wonder if they'll be able to lure Victoria Principal back for a guest appearance? Apparently, she was the only cast member who signed a sweetheart contract that gave her ownership of all her outside deals. Doesn't sound like she needs the money.

(Duplicate post - frazzled HTML code - and, no, I'm not trying to scorch ahead of Lucky and EXPAT in the contest. In fact, here's a post toastie to the both of them! )

Not so fast, Counselor! What I actually commended Simon for was attempting to divine your hidden meanings. To wit: Although, in another thread, you did warn us of a persistent penchant for perfidy.: All of which gives me an idea for yet another contest: What Did Lucky Really Mean? Participants would converge from around the globe to discuss your every post and trade insights on the myriad meanings within. You would be the foregone winner and award the title of Biggest Loser to the least aware among us. As losers don't get any prizes, the associated budget would be nil, with the reward being the challenge itself. I know I can't wait to get started! What Did Lucky Really Mean?

Given the profound thought behind your selections, I have to commend Simon for even attempting to explain the hidden meanings. Though he may have been a bit wide of the mark, he did at least give it a shot. with admiration, lookin

Thanks! Very thoughtful. What about the pic you chose for yourself? I notice he's not wearing any shoes or socks. Or toenails for that matter. Foot trouble perhaps?

Well I think I have a reasonably good sense of humor but I sure couldn't figure how you picked your pics. Try as I might, the underlying theme has eluded me for days. Care to smarten up a chump?

I'd still like to see Clinton swap places with Obama. Let her run in 2012 and 2016, while he becomes Secretary of State. He can then return in 2020 for his second term as President. Between them, they'll have twelve years to groom a couple of VP's for a run in 2024 and beyond. By that time, maybe the Republicans can figure out how to stop embarrassing themselves.

Imagine sitting in front of a high def Apple TV with your iPhone, iPod, or iPad in your hand. All your downloaded media, music and video, are on either screen or both. All your cable channels and all your streaming channels are on either screen or both. Use Cover Flow to browse through everything. Imagine your phone calls, audio and video, are on either screen or both. A camera and stereo microphones in the TV pick up your voice and image and stream it onto the internet. Imagine you channel-surf, change volume, and switch between phone calls and TV right from your iPhone, iPod, or iPad. Or just use your voice or maybe even hand gestures. Imagine you download and play games and other apps from iTunes with the big Apple TV mirroring the sound and high def video. I'd be pretty sure Steve Jobs imagined all this and that the products are under development now. New high-speed WiFi chips will be available soon for fast data transfer between devices. I suspect Apple has the operating system that can make it happen, and no one else can come close. Apple's good at user interface. They can take the clunky out of TV, just as they've taken it out of computers, media players, and phones. As you say, not everybody will switch out their TV right away. But I bet plenty of folks will want to. .

Rosario Rosario lives just outside Bogota in Columbia. He works at a local market selling vegetables. Rosario has a girlfriend, but he admits that he is bisexual. He loves having sex with drag queens and very effeminate men.

Do I smell a new contest shaping up? I sure won't win on the number of posts, but for five hundred smackers, I can be as obsequious as the next guy! PS: Did I mention my admiration for the site moderation?