Posted on 04/02/2012 12:33:56 PM PDT by trailhkr1
Cops: Accused Prostitute Offered Undercover Officer Sex For Cheeseburgers Off McDonald's Dollar Menu
The woman, the detective reported, replied that the pair could go have sexual intercourse if I bought her two double cheese burgers off the dollar menu at McDonalds. The cop added, I agreed to the deal and purchased the hamburgers for $2.75.
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Soooo glad you found the key. Losing things drives me out of my gourd. I’m currently looking for the fridge warranty so that we can get the compressor replaced. Hate spending $12-14K for something that craps out in four years.
Please pin the TV padlock key to your bra strap. I had a friend who used to carry her diamond ring collection around like that. (Nobody knew but us girls. She used to say, “What am I working for?” lol!)
Spent two hours in the hot sun weeding the garden. Spent the rest of the day cleaning house. Time well spent!
Sweet dreams, y’all!
My cousin’s husband owns a limestone mine in Missouri that his been in operation over 100 years. It’s so quiet and cool! I love being underground, too.
We have garlic chives in the 2nd herb garden, but I need to check on them. Lemon balm and runners from the Carolina Jasmine are fighting the cilantro for dominance, and lesser plants aren’t always making it.
Dragon Baby likes chives, but not the purple flowers. She likes dandelion flowers and leaves. Santana wants grocery-store food, peas and kale. Baby is bigger than Santana now. We could breed them, if we were stupid and wanted to try to raise 50 hatchling dragons.
and yes the rewards do always outweigh the use men and women experience sometimes. May I be philosophical for a moment with a portion of an old song?
She used him and he used her and neither one cared, they were getting their share. Working on their night moves, teenage drive-in front page news. Working on their night moves, and it was summertime.
May not have all the words correct yet am thinking the idea comes across, me prays.
Am coming back as soon as I can to check this out. I was under the impression this was the UNDEAD crowd. Now am looking that one has to love being underground too? Can I be cremated and sprinkled (above ground)? My oh my, can I remain UNDEAD and above ground, please?
ah ...please excuse my can(s) in posting. May I?
You can and you may. We need above-ground representation, after all, to bring prey to those of us in the caves.
The boat we are all on is still sinking. Just bailing water out of this boat in the present, I pray. Do not have my wings yet. Cannot carry us to safety, though wish I could. Wishing does not make it so. May God give us All wings of Eagles. May we All soar as Eagles. In Jesus Name ... Amen. Amen.
Yes, I may starve ... but at least then I won’t be dieting.
“All manner of things shall be well,” as Bl. Julian said.
My car is not in new jersey. My car never left the south. I have a license plate to prove it.
They can use a spy drone.
Just tell us your address already!
Nothing interrupts my self-centeredness.
One must stay focused, after all.
That makes you superior to catz ....
Funny you mentioned it. We recently cancelled DirecTV service and don’t miss it.
Unfortunately, we need a new fridge.
Fortunately, Face is OK, so everything is *wonderful*!
I have “Great Courses” on DVD.
Morning all. Rough night here - Kathleen got overtired and screamed until she threw up, then took a couple of hours after that to be settled down enough to put her in bed. I’m hoping today will go better.
me hopes your fridge may right itself and give you and yours a long life. May your fridge live long and be cool.
Keep hoping for that pile of bullet riddled TVs to grow legs. If they grow legs, they can grown arms then if they refuse to dig holes to bury themselves, can cut off their electricity and they will starve. Dag-nab-it evil TVs.
There once was a Pastor, I frequented his church. The Pastor said those TVs were the devil's hand, and I scoffed at the Pastor then. The Pastor has long since gone to be with the Lord and I remember that Pastor now and then ... and know the Pastor was true, TVs are an evil work.
I think a study in the ‘70’s indicated that babies that cried a lot developed more cerebral convolutions than the happy, smiley ones. One of the sharpest employees in the office said, “They told me I was a very good baby,” and stared thoughtfully into space....
Off to look up “Great Courses.”
Something I read recently pointed out that traditional child-rearing in Africa results in children who are secure and content, but not intellectually stimulated. It’s probably related to what you said.
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