Pete

My go to’s are spring rolls, trail mix, and smoothies. They are never the same version, but always delicious

One of my favorite comments(where she is getting abused for her poor fashion sense and regard for other people’s eyes) ”I will never wear that top again” dont forget about the shorts lol

Ahhhhh my eyes!!!! Put some clothes on you obese attention *****! Seriously, if you are fat like that, don’t show off your gunt. I don’t want to see your nasty body, especially at a restaurant

I don't know who most of these people are, but I agree, they are all punchable. Especially Marchand. Even if you never saw some of Marchand's chickenshit cheap shots, that face is so punchable. If I get to throw 3 punchs at anyone in this thread, I am punching Marchand three times!

Thanks for responses! And some other info is when my heart rate is close to 160, I slow down and my heart rate lowers quickly

My resting heart rate is 61- lower than 94% of population. My concern was 161. I do the same workout I have done for years, and I am not out of breath- I feel great running a steep hill and bpm are 161

So I am 50 years old, and very active- running, training, biking, jumping rope- my heart tends to average 148 beats per minute, and has gone up to 161. At what point should I back off? They say 80% of 220-50=170 Bpm does being very active make it safer to be at higher end of maximum heart rate? Thank you for any info!

That is kind of like Alanis and irony. Dylan lyrics are always beautiful, cryptic, poetry open to interpretation. Hey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for meI'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going toHey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for meIn the jingle jangle morning I'll come following youThough I know that evening's empire has returned into sandVanished from my handLeft me blindly here to stand but still not sleepingMy weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feetI have no one to meetAnd the ancient empty street's too dead for dreamingHey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for meI'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going toHey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for meIn the jingle jangle morning I'll come following youTake me on a trip upon your magic swirling shipMy senses have been strippedMy hands can't feel to gripMy toes too numb to stepWait only for my boot heels to be wanderingI'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fadeInto my own paradeCast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under itHey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for meI'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going toHey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for meIn the jingle jangle morning I'll come following youThough you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sunIt's not aimed at anyoneIt's just escaping on the runAnd but for the sky there are no fences facingAnd if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhymeTo your tambourine in timeIt's just a ragged clown behindI wouldn't pay it any mindIt's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasingHey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for meI'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going toHey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for meIn the jingle jangle morning I'll come following youAnd take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mindDown the foggy ruins of timeFar past the frozen leavesThe haunted frightened treesOut to the windy beachFar from the twisted reach of crazy sorrowYes, to dance beneath the diamond skyWith one hand waving freeSilhouetted by the seaCircled by the circus sandsWith all memory and fateDriven deep beneath the wavesLet me forget about today until tomorrowHey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for meI'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going toHey! Mr. Tambourine man, play a song for meIn the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

no Gimme Shelter, but Bon Jovi made it

NSFW

Gabba Gabba Hey! I'm in!

surely someone on this sight can find that thread. Best thread ever! For the love of God, someone please find that Combo-John From Hemet spearing contest thread!

I missed that one. Hopefully someone can find that link, The funniest thread I have ever read was Combo baiting JohnfromHemet into a spearing contest. Combo had John so worked up, John was ready to fly and do battle ? I have searched and searched, and cannot find that thread. Or any of Combo's other posts. That dude was a riot!

RIP Sue

Damn I thought it said Kraft broke foot. I thought he suffered a mishap at a massage parlor

Sign him Beaner!

this is the scene every time I leave the house

Delaware and South Dakota

The best ever though was my 7th grade English teacher, who was very absented minded, and tormented. Some notes on blackboard were answers on test. I think everyone in class received a 100 ?

I was in a fraternity. Brothers would save tests, papers, notes- we had a good collection. Some professors didn't change questions much ?