<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9641840</id><updated>2011-08-02T21:27:02.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>koolpaw Home</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://koolpaw.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9641840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolpaw.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>koolpaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091576861873767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-kDRhoOW2L0/SCZjsaapMQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tt23-YHG14A/S220/paw.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9641840.post-1278187634351396415</id><published>2010-04-14T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T08:05:17.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much Do Music Artists Earn Online?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.informationisbeautiful.net/2010/how-much-do-music-artists-earn-online/"&gt;How Much Do Music Artists Earn Online?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 13, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.informationisbeautiful.net/2010/how-much-do-music-artists-earn-online/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, the UK government passed The Digital Economy Act which included many, perhaps draconian, measures to combat online music piracy (including withdrawing broadband access for persistent pirates).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much was proclaimed about how these new laws would protect musicians and artists revenue and livelihoods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how much money do musicians really get paid in this new digital marketplace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Much Do Music Artists Really Earn Online?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This image is based on an excellent post at The Cynical Musician called The Paradise That Should Have Been about pitiful digital royalties. (Thanks to Neilon for pointing that out). I’ve taken his calculations and added a few more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ever, this was incredibly difficult to research. Industry figures are hard to get hold of. Some are even secret. Last.Fm’s royalty and payment system is beyond comprehension. (If you can explain it to me, please get in touch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: these figures do not include publishing royalties (paid to composers of songs). The full spreadsheet of data does though. 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Urban setting&lt;br /&gt;02. Seven o’clock&lt;br /&gt;03. Pulse&lt;br /&gt;04. R12&lt;br /&gt;05. Bean&lt;br /&gt;06. Egg’s story&lt;br /&gt;07. Too late&lt;br /&gt;08. Tunnelling process&lt;br /&gt;09. Talkin’ to myself&lt;br /&gt;10. Stars&lt;br /&gt;11. Chirpy (part1)&lt;br /&gt;12. Chirpy(part2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;line-up :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilfried Chevalier : batterie&lt;br /&gt;Frédéric Chiffoleau : contrebasse, basse&lt;br /&gt;Chloé Cailleton : chant&lt;br /&gt;Jean-Patrick Cosset : Wurlitzer, space echo,Fender Rhodes&lt;br /&gt;François Ripoche : saxophones, flûtes, samples, clavier (7), voix (12)&lt;br /&gt;invitée Anne Morineau : violon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sample on deezer&lt;br /&gt;http://www.deezer.com/track/990303&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9641840-3561325998891846426?l=koolpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9641840/posts/default/3561325998891846426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9641840/posts/default/3561325998891846426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Most Blues begin, "Woke up this morning."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. "I got a good woman," is a bad way to begin the Blues, 'less you stick something nasty in the next line, like "I got a good woman with the meanest face in town."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. The Blues is simple. After you get the first line right, repeat it.Then find something that rhymes ...sort of: "Got a good woman...with the meanest face in town. Got teeth like Margaret Thatcher and she weigh 500 pound."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. The Blues are not about choice. You stuck in a ditch: you stuck in a ditch, ain't no way out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Blues cars: Chevys and Cadillacs and broken down trucks. Blues don't travel in Volvos, BMWs, or Sport Utility Vehicles. Most Blues transportation is a Greyhound bus or a southbound train. Jet aircraft and state-sponsored motor pools ain't even in the running. Walkin' plays a major part in the blues lifestyle. So does fixin' to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Teenagers can't sing the Blues. They ain't fixin' to die yet. Adults sing the Blues. In Blues, "adulthood" means being old enough to get the electric chair if you shot a man in Memphis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Blues can take place in New York City, but not in Hawaii or anyplace in Canada. Hard times in St. Paul or Tucson is just depression. Chicago, St Louis, and Kansas City are still the best places to have the Blues. You cannot have the blues in any place that don't get rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A man with male pattern baldness ain't the blues. A woman with male pattern baldness is. Breaking your leg cuz you skiing isn't the blues..Breaking your leg cuz a'alligator be chompin' on it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You can't have no Blues in an office or a shopping mall. The lighting is wrong. Go outside to the parking lot or sit by the dumpster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Good places for the Blues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a. highway&lt;br /&gt;b. jailhouse&lt;br /&gt;c. empty bed&lt;br /&gt;d. bottom of a whiskey glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bad places for the Blues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a. ashrams&lt;br /&gt;b. gallery openings&lt;br /&gt;c. Ivy League institutions&lt;br /&gt;d. golf courses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. No one will believe it's the Blues if you wear a suit, 'less you happen to be a' old black man, and you slept in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have the right to sing the Blues? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, if:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a. you're older than dirt&lt;br /&gt;b. you're blind&lt;br /&gt;c. you shot&lt;br /&gt;a man in Memphis&lt;br /&gt;d. you can't be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, if:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a. you have all your teeth&lt;br /&gt;b. you were once blind but now can see&lt;br /&gt;c. the man in Memphis lived.&lt;br /&gt;d. you have a retirement plan&lt;br /&gt;or trust fund.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Blues is not a matter of color. It's a matter of bad luck. Tiger Woods cannot sing the blues. Gary Coleman could. Ugly white people also got a leg up on the blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you ask for water and Baby give you gasoline, it's the Blues.&lt;br /&gt;Other acceptable Blues beverages are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a. wine&lt;br /&gt;b. whiskey or bourbon&lt;br /&gt;c. muddy water&lt;br /&gt;d. black coffee.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are NOT Blues beverages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a. mixed drinks&lt;br /&gt;b. kosher wine&lt;br /&gt;c. Snapple&lt;br /&gt;d. sparkling water&lt;br /&gt;e. double, decaf, lowfat latte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. If it occurs in a cheap motel or a shotgun shack, it's a Blues death. Stabbed in the back by a jealous lover is another Blues way to die. So is the electric chair, substance abuse, and dying lonely on a broken down cot.You can't have a Blues death if you die during a tennis match or getting liposuction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Some Blues names for women:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a. Sadie&lt;br /&gt;b. Big Mama&lt;br /&gt;c. Bessie&lt;br /&gt;d. Fat River Dumpling&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Some Blues names for men:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a. Joe&lt;br /&gt;b. Willi e&lt;br /&gt;c. Little Willie&lt;br /&gt;d. Big Willie&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Persons with names like Sierra, Sequoia, and Rainbow can't sing the Blues no matter how many men they shoot in Memphis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Make yer own Blues name (starter kit): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. name of physical&lt;br /&gt;infirmity (Blind, Cripple, Lame, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;b. first name (see above) plus&lt;br /&gt;name of fruit (Lemon, Lime, Kiwi, etc)&lt;br /&gt;c. last name of U.S. President (Jefferson, Johnson, Fillmore, etc.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For example, Blind Lime Jefferson, or Cripple Kiwi Fillmore, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. I don't care how tragic your life is: you own a computer, you cannot sing the blues. You best destroy it -- with fire, a spilled bottle of Mad Dog, or get out a shotgun. Maybe your big woman just done sat on it. I don't care.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(the Original is unknown, who cares?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9641840-3661213959204515265?l=koolpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9641840/posts/default/3661213959204515265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9641840/posts/default/3661213959204515265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolpaw.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-to-kit-for-writing-blues-1.html' title='HOW-TO KIT FOR WRITING THE BLUES'/><author><name>koolpaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091576861873767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' 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type='text'>spammers on youtube</title><content type='html'>im totally getting sick of damn spammers on youtube, videos of them SUCK for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spammers = Crappy videos only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only @ssholes spam for their junks. who will watch videos from those brainless? Could you spammers stop being stupid for 5 mins? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here `s a part of list of those spammers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/PkNTrainer&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/Phylo2007&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/LisaNovaNude&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/KatinHollywood&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/KSicProductions&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/GermanKnives&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/FrankGrudge&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/DevlinMurphy&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/ApauledTV&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/AmericanFabricator&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/FrankGrudge&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/cum4me69699&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/argabon&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/vlogolution&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/TheFineBros&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/iDrawU&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/seejaylaugh&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/impeto&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/DevlinMurphy&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/australianmusic&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/KillTheMessengerNow&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/ApauledTV&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/dunnston1&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/stevejones7979&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/JustHot4U2C&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/hotforwords&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/KSicProductions&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/fitnessfactor&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/renoirm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/georgehartline&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/Just2hot4u2c&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/TheWoodcreekFaction&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/parisitehilton&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/LisaBotSOLVED&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/Tara0123a&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/vlima1&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/ramrahc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9641840-5344494337852211994?l=koolpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9641840/posts/default/5344494337852211994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9641840/posts/default/5344494337852211994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolpaw.blogspot.com/2007/08/spammers-on-youtube.html' title='spammers on youtube'/><author><name>koolpaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091576861873767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-kDRhoOW2L0/SCZjsaapMQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tt23-YHG14A/S220/paw.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9641840.post-112080163308086008</id><published>2005-07-07T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T22:47:13.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live8</title><content type='html'>Live8 was less than a week ago, and now its faces to the crisis to be buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt like whole shows at all ,couldnt agree with the concepts of Live8. Although its time to support that "world -wide event" against terrorism somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sir"(Laugh) Bob Geldof, "Sir" Paul,  bono, and that "Sir"(LMFAO) Elton need to unveil their manifesto to this terrorism not to let them bother the main topic of G8 summit of this time. African countries and ppl need help and supporting needless to say.  DONT LET THOSE TERRORISTS GET ALL ATTENTIONS OF THE WORLD !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Sting sang  to G8 " I will watchin you", I will watching those political musicians behavior for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bobgeldof.info/index.html"&gt;http://www.bobgeldof.info/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However i feel very sorry for those victims in London.&lt;br /&gt;Terrorism sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9641840-112080163308086008?l=koolpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9641840/posts/default/112080163308086008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9641840/posts/default/112080163308086008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolpaw.blogspot.com/2005/07/live8.html' title='Live8'/><author><name>koolpaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091576861873767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-kDRhoOW2L0/SCZjsaapMQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tt23-YHG14A/S220/paw.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9641840.post-111839435527274120</id><published>2005-06-10T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T02:05:55.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Jokes but fun</title><content type='html'>Here r over 500 silly jokes a guy has collected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"are you lost?" "No, why?" "'cause I didn't know angels lived on earth."&lt;br /&gt;*The word of the day is "legs". Spread the word.&lt;br /&gt;*If I told you you had a great body would you hold it against me?&lt;br /&gt;*Wanna fuck?&lt;br /&gt;*Why don't you sit on my lap and we'll talk about what comes up?&lt;br /&gt;*Licks his finger and touches her shirt. "Why don't you get out of those wet clothes."&lt;br /&gt;*Are you tired yet? You must be, because you keep running through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;*Uh, hey baby. Uh, do you like come here often, huh huh. I said "come."&lt;br /&gt;*You need a man in your life, baby. And like, I need a woman. Let's like get into each other's  life or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;*Uh, like let's drop all the uh B.S. and like, you know, do it.&lt;br /&gt;*Uh, get out of my car and into my dreams, baby.&lt;br /&gt;*What's your sign? Is it "Yield"? Huh huh huh huh..&lt;br /&gt;*Would you like carry my books for me?.&lt;br /&gt;*If I said you were sexy, would you hold your body against me?.&lt;br /&gt;*I can make you feel like I've never had sex before..&lt;br /&gt;*My lips are registered weapons.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm not trying to pick you up. You're like too heavy. Huh huh huh huh. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;*If I was the last man on Earth I bet we could do it in public..&lt;br /&gt;*If you need a love doctor, I have like a medicated degree..&lt;br /&gt;*If you ever had sex with a machine, that's what it's like with me. 'Cause I'm like a sex machine..&lt;br /&gt;*If you're really hot, I bet I can cool you down..&lt;br /&gt;*Hey, are you one of those chicks who goes out with guys right off the bat? 'Cause&lt;br /&gt;that's what I'm looking for..&lt;br /&gt;*Should I call you for breakfast or will you like cook it for me?.&lt;br /&gt;*You may not be really hot, but I bet you like to do it..&lt;br /&gt;*Uh,...what?&lt;br /&gt;*Hey, baby, do you want me to take off my shorts?&lt;br /&gt;*Didn't anyone tell you that you wanted to sleep with me?!?! I thought you knew...&lt;br /&gt;*Do you know the difference between my penis and a chicken leg? No???&lt;br /&gt;*Well, let's go on a picnic and find out!&lt;br /&gt;*Do you sleep on your stomach? [any answer] Can I?&lt;br /&gt;*Do you take it up the ass?&lt;br /&gt;*Excuse me, but would you like an orally stimulated orgasm?&lt;br /&gt;*Excuse me, have I fucked you yet?&lt;br /&gt;*Excuse me. Do you want to fuck or should I apologize?&lt;br /&gt;*Fancy a fuck?&lt;br /&gt;*Forget that! Playing doctor is for kids! Let's play gynecologist.&lt;br /&gt;*Fuck me if I am wrong, but haven't we met before?&lt;br /&gt;*Fuck me if I am wrong, but you want to screw me, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;*Fuck me if I'm wrong, but don't you want to kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;*Fuck me if I'm wrong, but isn't your name Laura?&lt;br /&gt;*Goup to a girl at a bar or a dance and ask her: do you want a fuck(wait for a second gauging her reaction)...ing drink?˛&lt;br /&gt;*Have you ever kissed a rabbit between the ears?&lt;br /&gt;(Pull your pockets inside out....) Would you like to?&lt;br /&gt;*Hey babe, how about a pizza and a fuck? [Slap] HEY! What's wrong, don't you like pizza?&lt;br /&gt;*Hey babe, wanna get LUCKY!?&lt;br /&gt;*Hey Baby! I'd like to use your thighs as earmuffs.&lt;br /&gt;*Hey Baby! I'd like to wrap your legs around my head and wear you like a feed bag!&lt;br /&gt;*Hey baby, I want to lick your thighs.&lt;br /&gt;*Hey baby, let's go make some babies.&lt;br /&gt;*Hey baby, wanna go halves on a bastard?&lt;br /&gt;*Hey baby, wanna play lion? OK. You go kneel right there and I'll throw you my meat.&lt;br /&gt;*Hey baby, whatdya say we go behind that rock and get a little boulder?!?&lt;br /&gt;*Hey I am a wrestler, let me take you down.&lt;br /&gt;*Hey, baby, wanna lock crotches and swap gravy?&lt;br /&gt;*Hi, do you want to have my children? (assuming the answer is 'no'), OK then, can we just&lt;br /&gt;practice?&lt;br /&gt;*Hi, I'm a tawdry slut looking for a good time.&lt;br /&gt;*Hi, I'm not trying to pressure you, I don't want to have sex without mutual consent; and by the way, you have my consent.&lt;br /&gt;*Hi, my name is {name}, I like peanut butter, wanna fuck?&lt;br /&gt;*Hi,wanna fuck? Her: No! Mind lying down while I have one?&lt;br /&gt;*I am a magical being, take off your bra.&lt;br /&gt;*I love you. I want to marry you. Now fuck my brains out.&lt;br /&gt;*I miss my teddy bear. Would you sleep with me?&lt;br /&gt;*I must expel some seminal fluid. May I use your body?&lt;br /&gt;*I think we have to make love on the front lawn like crazed weasels NOW!&lt;br /&gt;*I wanna put my thingy into your thingy.&lt;br /&gt;*I want to thank you for [insert any event here], grab your ankles bitch!&lt;br /&gt;*I'd like to tie you to a rafter and fuck you up and down.&lt;br /&gt;*I'd love to swap bodily fluids with you.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm gonna have sex with you tonight so, you might as well be there.&lt;br /&gt;*If it's true that we are what we eat, then I could be you by morning.&lt;br /&gt;*Let's bypass all the bullshit and just get naked.&lt;br /&gt;*Let's go to my place and do the things I'll tell everyone we did anyway.&lt;br /&gt;*My name's [your name], but you can call me "lover."&lt;br /&gt;*My name's [your name]That's so you know what to scream.&lt;br /&gt;*Nice shoes, wanna fuck? *Nice socks. Can I try them on after we have sex?&lt;br /&gt;*Nice tits. Mind if I feel them?&lt;br /&gt;*NOW, BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;*Oh, you're a bird watcher....(Whip out your unit and ask) Well, would you take this for a swallow?&lt;br /&gt;*Sex is a killer...want to die happy?&lt;br /&gt;*Since we shouldn't waste this day and age what you say we use these condoms in my pocket before they expire.&lt;br /&gt;*Take an ice cube to the bar, smash it, and say, "Now that I've broken the ice, will you sleep with me?"&lt;br /&gt;*Take off that dress and fuck my brains out, you cave newt.&lt;br /&gt;*The only reason I would kick you out of bed would be to fuck you on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;*The word of the day is "legs." Let's go back to my place and spread the word.&lt;br /&gt;*Wanna fuck like bunnies?&lt;br /&gt;*We're going to dance to one song, then go back to my apartment and fuck.&lt;br /&gt;*What can I do to make you sleep with me?&lt;br /&gt;*What do you say we go back to my room and do some math: Add a bed, subtract our clothes, divide your legs, and multiply.&lt;br /&gt;*Your face or MINE!?&lt;br /&gt;*Your place or mine?&lt;br /&gt;*I wish you were a screen door..... [Why?] So I can slam you all day lon g!&lt;br /&gt;*Whadda you say we go get liquored up and rape each other?&lt;br /&gt;*Your place or mine? Tell you what? I'll flip a coin. Head at my place, tail at yours.&lt;br /&gt;*Chick do now.&lt;br /&gt;*I'd like to get between your legs and eat my way straight to your heart...&lt;br /&gt;*Nice legs, lets eat out.&lt;br /&gt;*Hey! Wanna play war? (replies)WHAT? (you)Yea, I lay on the ground and *you blow the fuck outta me!&lt;br /&gt;*If we were both squirrels, would you let me bust a nut in your hole?&lt;br /&gt;*You touch his shirt and ask, "Is this cotton?" Wait for response. Then touch down in the crotch area and say, "Oh, this must be felt."&lt;br /&gt;*Hi my name is(your name), did I mention I have a penis.&lt;br /&gt;*My dick's been feeling a little dead lately. Wanna give it some mouth-to-mouth?&lt;br /&gt;*Show me your pussy!&lt;br /&gt;*Are you going to the party tonight (what party?) The one in your mouth, everybody's cumming.&lt;br /&gt;*If I take off my clothes, will you fuck me?&lt;br /&gt;*If I told you I had a 2 inch dick would you fuck me? (if she says no) say Good, because mine is 8 inchs.&lt;br /&gt;*I know where ther is a good party, they've got liquor in the front and poker in the rear.&lt;br /&gt;*Oh my God! I think I love you! Now lay down!&lt;br /&gt;*Hey good lookin', whatcha got cookin'? Nuthin could be finer than the taste of your vagina! *I'd rip out both my eyes just so you have more holes to screw me in&lt;br /&gt;*Dah, wanna see my dink? *(With hands on shoulders) Oh, those are shoulder blades, I&lt;br /&gt;thought they were wings. Am I dead, Angel? Cause this must be heaven!&lt;br /&gt;*Are you busy tonight at 3:00 A.M.?&lt;br /&gt;*Are you lost ma'am? Because heaven's a long way from here.&lt;br /&gt;*Are you O.K.? Because heaven's a long fall from here.&lt;br /&gt;*As she's leaving....Hey aren't you forgetting something? She: What? Me!&lt;br /&gt;*Baby, somebody better call God, cuz he's missing an angel!&lt;br /&gt;*Bond. James Bond.&lt;br /&gt;*Can I borrow a quarter? ["What for?"] I want to call my mom and tell her I just met the girl of my dreams. OR: I want to call your mother and thank her.&lt;br /&gt;*Did it hurt? Woman: Did what hurt? When you fell out of heaven?&lt;br /&gt;*Do you come here often?&lt;br /&gt;*Do you have a map? I just keep on getting lost in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;*Don't worry about it. Nothing that you've ever done before counts. The only thing that matters is that we're together.&lt;br /&gt;*Excuse me, but I think I dropped something!!! MY JAW!!&lt;br /&gt;*Hello, I'm a thief, and I'm here to steal your heart.&lt;br /&gt;*Hey...somebody farted. Let's get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;*Hi. I suffer from amnesia. Do I come here often?&lt;br /&gt;*How was heaven when you left it?&lt;br /&gt;*I didn't know that angels could fly so low!&lt;br /&gt;*I have only three months to live. ..&lt;br /&gt;*I must be lost. I thought paradise was further south.&lt;br /&gt;*I play the field, and it looks like I just hit a home run with you.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm new in town. Could you give me directions to your apartment?&lt;br /&gt;*I'm sorry, were you talking to me? Her: No. Well then, please start.&lt;br /&gt;*If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.&lt;br /&gt;*If I followed you home, would you keep me?&lt;br /&gt;*If you were a tear in my eye I would not cry for fear of losing you.&lt;br /&gt;*Is there an airport nearby or is that just my heart taking off?&lt;br /&gt;*My lenses turn dark in the sunshine of your love.&lt;br /&gt;*So there you are! I've been looking all over for YOU, the girl of my dreams!&lt;br /&gt;*Stand still so I can pick you up!&lt;br /&gt;*Was you father an alien? Because there's nothing else like you on earth!&lt;br /&gt;*What time do you have to be back in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;*What was that sound? It was the sound of my heart breaking.&lt;br /&gt;*What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?&lt;br /&gt;*What's that in your eye? Must just be a twinkle.&lt;br /&gt;*What's your favorite position on extramarital sex?&lt;br /&gt;*What's your sign?&lt;br /&gt;*Where have you been all my life?&lt;br /&gt;*Would you touch me so I can tell my friends I've been touched by an angel?&lt;br /&gt;*Wouldn't we look cute on a wedding cake together?&lt;br /&gt;*Wow. You look like an angel. Welcome to Earth.&lt;br /&gt;*You must be a hell of a thief 'cause you stole my heart from across the room.&lt;br /&gt;*Your daddy must have been a baker, 'cause you've got a nice set of buns.&lt;br /&gt;*Your legs must be tired because you've been running through my mind all night.&lt;br /&gt;*[Grab her tush.] Pardon me, is this seat taken?&lt;br /&gt;*Can I have directions? ["To where?"] To your heart.&lt;br /&gt;*Was your father a thief? 'Cause someone stole the stars from the sky and put them in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;*[ Look at her shirt label.] When they say, "What are you doing?" You respond: "Yep! Made in heaven!"&lt;br /&gt;*Your eyes are blue, like the ocean. And baby, I'm lost at sea.&lt;br /&gt;*Ask a woman for the time. "10:30? So today is July xx,xxxx, at 10:30 pm, thanks I just wanted to be able to remember the exact moment that I met you."&lt;br /&gt;*"Pinch me." "Why?" "You're so fine I must be dreaming."&lt;br /&gt;*Your name must be Mickey because your so fine.&lt;br /&gt;*You're daddy must be a hunter because he sure caught a fox!"&lt;br /&gt;*You're daddy must be an archer because he sure shot a bullseye!&lt;br /&gt;*Your daddy must play the trumpet, because he sure made me horny!&lt;br /&gt;*Ouch! My tooth hurts! Target: "Why?" Because you are sooo sweet!&lt;br /&gt;*You must be from Pearl Harber, 'cause baby, you're the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;*You must be Jamaican, because Jamaican me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;*Do you know karate? 'Cause your body is really kickin'.&lt;br /&gt;*Baby, if you were words on a page, you'd be what they call FINE PRINT!&lt;br /&gt;*Hi. I would like to award you the {Whatever beer we were drinking} award for looking so good. Now if you will give me your name, number and other vital statistics i would like to enter you in our grand prize drawing which will win you an all expense paid date with me.&lt;br /&gt;*You must be a Snickers, because you satisfy me.&lt;br /&gt;*Is your dad a terrorists? Cause you're the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;*Are you religious? Cause you are the answers to all my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;*You're like a dictionary, you add meaning to my life!&lt;br /&gt;*Say, you remind me of a pop tart. (Why?) You're cool cause you're hot!&lt;br /&gt;*If beauty were sunlight, you'd shine from a million light-years away.&lt;br /&gt;*The only response to these will be..."What?" (leaning over to whisper) I think about you when I masturbate.&lt;br /&gt;*Are we related? Do you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;*Can you say constantinople backwards? Me neither, but I just wanted to ask.&lt;br /&gt;*Can you spell ICUP. I-C-U-P. You saw me pee. (laugh profusely)&lt;br /&gt;*Do you know how to use a whip? Drop 'em!&lt;br /&gt;*Excuse me, do you live around here often?&lt;br /&gt;*Excuse me, I am about to go masturbate and needed a name to go with the face.&lt;br /&gt;*Hey babe...can you suck a golf ball thru 50 feet of garden hose?&lt;br /&gt;*Hey babe...can you suck start a Harley?&lt;br /&gt;*Hi, I just wanted to give you the satisfaction of turning me down; go ahead say no.&lt;br /&gt;*Hold out two fingers and say: "Why should a woman masturbate with these two&lt;br /&gt;fingers?" (I don't know.) "'Cause they're mine sweetheart." *I am very,&lt;br /&gt;very lonely, and I was wonderin'... *I know a great way to burn off the&lt;br /&gt;calories in that pastry you just ate. *I'm drunk. *I'm not trying&lt;br /&gt;anything, I always put my hands there. *I'm on fire. Can I run through&lt;br /&gt;your sprinkler? *If I could be anything, I'd love to be your bathwater.&lt;br /&gt;*If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put you between F and CK *Like&lt;br /&gt;the look of your crotch. *Pardon me but I was just about to go home and&lt;br /&gt;masturbate and I was wondering if you'd mind if I fantasize about you? *&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me miss, but I help noticing that you have cum in your hair. *&lt;br /&gt;Really like your peaches, wanna shake your tree. *Say, did we go to&lt;br /&gt;different schools together? *That outfit must make a lot of noise in the&lt;br /&gt;dryer, huh. *What's a slut like you doing in a classy joint like this??&lt;br /&gt;*Why you've got the whitest teeth I'd ever want to cum across! *Would&lt;br /&gt;you like Gin and platonic or do you prefer Scotch and sofa? *Would you&lt;br /&gt;like to dance or should I go fuck myself again? *Would you like to see&lt;br /&gt;me naked ?? *Wow! Are you really as beautiful as you seem or do you&lt;br /&gt;remind me of myself? *You are just truly absolutely beautiful! Can you&lt;br /&gt;cook and clean also? *You are so fine that I'd eat your shit just to see&lt;br /&gt;where it came from. *You got nice breasts, but what color are your&lt;br /&gt;nipples? Brown or Pink? *You know what I like about you? My arms. *You&lt;br /&gt;know, I'd really love to fuck your brains out, but it appears someone&lt;br /&gt;beat me to it. *You know, my mother says you have the smoothest&lt;br /&gt;complexion of anyone she knows. *You look just like my mother. *You look&lt;br /&gt;like a hooker I knew in Fresno. *You remind me of a girl I used to date.&lt;br /&gt;*You remind me of my dead ex-girlfriend. *You're 'No Parking' right?&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to guess your sign. *Your name is Sandra, huh? Can I call&lt;br /&gt;you Sandy? Really, what time? *Are my undies showing? Answer:"No."&lt;br /&gt;You:"Would you like them to? *I'd walk a million miles over broken glass&lt;br /&gt;just to meet the guy that fucked you last. *If you were a booger I'd&lt;br /&gt;pick you first. *Excuse me , she says "Uh huh", do you have any grey&lt;br /&gt;poupon? no? well we *can still get the sandwich action going on baby....&lt;br /&gt;*hey baby, can i feel yer ginsana? wanna feel mine? *Do you like clocks?&lt;br /&gt;(if yes) put two hands and a face on this.(pointing down) *Do you like&lt;br /&gt;chocolate? (if yes) you can have my bar. *Beer is the root of all evil&lt;br /&gt;Give me a beer i'm a WICKED root! *Hey baby... you got any diseases?&lt;br /&gt;Want some? *I'm an iceberg on a summer's day in South Carolina. *Is your&lt;br /&gt;name daisy? Because I have a sudden urge to plant you right here!!! *&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me, do you mind if I push in your stool? *If I could rearrange&lt;br /&gt;the alphabet, I would flip the M and W (double you). *If belly buttons&lt;br /&gt;were a status symbol, then baby you would be god. *Have you ever seen a&lt;br /&gt;tree branch? [Girl] Yes. [Guy] How about a root? *I have four words for&lt;br /&gt;you hol i day inn. *I am not a queen but I'll give you something royal.&lt;br /&gt;*Is your name Brandy? Because your the best liquir I have ever had. *&lt;br /&gt;Does an elephant taking a shit make you want to fuck everything around&lt;br /&gt;you? *Do you want a worm-do? (woman "whats a worm do?") it does&lt;br /&gt;this..(move *your finger like a worm)~~~~ *I'd call this puppy love but&lt;br /&gt;i'm not into all those new positions. *Wow, your eyebrows are thick. *&lt;br /&gt;(Use index finger to call someone over then say) I made you come with *&lt;br /&gt;one finger, imagine what I could do with my whole hand. *A women asks,&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me, do you have the time?" You: "Do you have the energy?" *Are&lt;br /&gt;you free tonight or will it cost me? *At the office copy machine&lt;br /&gt;"Reproducing eh?" "Can I help?" *Baby, I'm an American Express lover....&lt;br /&gt;you shouldn't go home without me! *Brrr! My hands are cold. Can I warm&lt;br /&gt;them in your heaving breasts? *Can I flirt with you? *Can I please be&lt;br /&gt;your slave tonight? *Can I see your tan lines? *Can you believe that&lt;br /&gt;just a few hours ago we'd never even been to bed together? *Cold out&lt;br /&gt;isn't it? (staring at breasts) *Congratulations! You've been voted "Most&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Girl In This Room" and the grand prize is a night with me! *Do&lt;br /&gt;you have a mirror in your pocket? (Why?) 'Cause I could see myself in&lt;br /&gt;your pants. *Do you know the difference between a hamburger and a blow&lt;br /&gt;job? No! D'ya wanna do lunch? *Do you know the essential difference&lt;br /&gt;between sex and conversation? (No.) *Do you wanna go upstairs and talk.&lt;br /&gt;*Do you know what'd look good on you? Me. *Do you know, your hair and my&lt;br /&gt;pillow are perfectly color coord inated. *Do you like short love&lt;br /&gt;affairs? I hate them. I've got all weekend. *Do you mind if I stare at&lt;br /&gt;you up close instead of from across the room? *Do you spit or swallow? *&lt;br /&gt;Do you wash your panties with Windex? Cuz I keep seeing myself in them.&lt;br /&gt;*Ever tried those weird prickly condoms? *Excuse me, maam, is that dress&lt;br /&gt;felt? Would you like it to be? *Excuse me, miss, do you give head to&lt;br /&gt;strangers? No. Well, then, allow me to introduce myself. *Go up to a&lt;br /&gt;girl in a bar, and slip your arm around her, and say, "Hi *Laura!" She&lt;br /&gt;says, "I'm not Laura!" And you say, as your hand slips a *little lower,&lt;br /&gt;"But you sure feel like her!" *Go up to a girl, ask her: "Do you know&lt;br /&gt;what winks and screws like a tiger?" She says no. Then wink. *God must&lt;br /&gt;have been in a very good mood the day we met. *Have you ever played leap&lt;br /&gt;frog naked ?? *Help the homeless. Take me home with you. *Here's a&lt;br /&gt;quarter....call your roommate and tell her you won't be coming home&lt;br /&gt;tonight. *Hey baby, are you a glover? NO? Well, I am, wanna wear me? *&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby, let's play house, you can be the door and I'll slam you! *Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Ya wanna try out my new 'Home Artificial Insemination Kit?' *Hi, I need&lt;br /&gt;your help! My mom says that if I don't get a date by tomorrow, she's&lt;br /&gt;putting me up for adoption. *Hi, I'm new to this c ountry and you are&lt;br /&gt;the prettiest sight I've see so *far. Can you give me a tour of your&lt;br /&gt;body? *Hi, my name is "Milk." I'll do your body good. *Hi. Are you&lt;br /&gt;legal? *Hi. You'll do. *How about you and I go back to my place and get&lt;br /&gt;out of these wet clothes? *How do you like your eggs cooked? Why? Well I&lt;br /&gt;just wanted know what to *make for you in the morning! *I had a friend&lt;br /&gt;who used to hand out phone cards that said: "Smile if you *want to sleep&lt;br /&gt;with me." And watch them try to hold back their laughter. *I had a wet&lt;br /&gt;dream about you last night. Would you like to make it a reality? *I like&lt;br /&gt;your butt, can I wear it as a hat? *I think I could fall madly in bed&lt;br /&gt;with you. *I wanna floss with your pubic hair. *I want to melt in your&lt;br /&gt;mouth, not in your hand. *I wonder what our children will look like. *I&lt;br /&gt;would kill or die to make love with you. *I would say that I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;with you, but you'd think I'm trying to pull a fast one. *I'd like to&lt;br /&gt;name a multiple orgasm after you. *I'd look good on you. *I'll cook you&lt;br /&gt;dinner if you cook me breakfast. *I'm an organ donor, need anything? *&lt;br /&gt;I'm Irish. Do you have any Irish in you? Would you like some? *I'm&lt;br /&gt;leaving this place..want to cum? *I've got a condom with your name on&lt;br /&gt;it. *I've got a pimple on my butt, wanna see it? *I've got the ship,&lt;br /&gt;you've got the harbor...what say we tie up for the night? *If I gave you&lt;br /&gt;a sexy neglige e, would there be anything in it for me? *If I was Elvis,&lt;br /&gt;would you screw me? *If you and I were squirrels, could I bust a nut in&lt;br /&gt;your hole? *If your right leg was Christmas and your left leg was&lt;br /&gt;Easter, would you let me spend some time up between the holidays? *Is&lt;br /&gt;that a tic-tac in your shirt pocket or are you just glad to see me? *&lt;br /&gt;Let's have a party and invite your pan ts to come on down. *Lie down. I&lt;br /&gt;think I love you. *Miss, If you've lost your virginity, can I have the&lt;br /&gt;box it came in? *Motion with your finger for a girl to come over. When&lt;br /&gt;she gets there say, "I knew if I fingered you long enough you would&lt;br /&gt;cum." *Oh no, I'm choking! I need mouth to mouth, quick! *Pardon me, but&lt;br /&gt;are you a screamer or a moaner? *Picture this, you, me, bubble baths,&lt;br /&gt;and a bottle of champagne. *Shall we talk or continue flirting from a&lt;br /&gt;distance? *Sit on my face and let me get to 'nose' you better? *Sit on&lt;br /&gt;my lap and we'll get things straight between us. *So, come back to my&lt;br /&gt;place, and if you don't like it I swear I'll give you a full refund. *&lt;br /&gt;So, what are the chances that we can engage in anything more than just&lt;br /&gt;conversation? *That dress looks great on you... as a matter of fact, so&lt;br /&gt;would I. *That outfit would look great in a crumpled heap next to my&lt;br /&gt;bed. *That shirt's very becoming on you. If I were on you, I'd be coming&lt;br /&gt;too. *That's a nice shirt, it would go great with my floor. *That's a&lt;br /&gt;nice shirt. Can I talk you out of it? *There are 265 bones in the human&lt;br /&gt;body. How'd ya like one more? *There must be something wrong with my&lt;br /&gt;eyes, I can't take them off you. *Those are nice jeans, do you think I&lt;br /&gt;could get in them? *Uh, oh. My parents met at a place like this. Let's&lt;br /&gt;get the hell out of here. *Wanna play carnival? You sit on my face and I&lt;br /&gt;guess how much you weigh. *Want to come into the garden see my big hard&lt;br /&gt;cucumbers? *Wasn't I supposed to eat you somewhere? *What do you like&lt;br /&gt;for breakfast? *When she asks, for a match. How about the hair on my&lt;br /&gt;head and the hair between your legs? *Which is easier? You getting into&lt;br /&gt;those tight pants or getting you out of them? *Why don't you come over&lt;br /&gt;here, sit on my lap and we'll talk about the *first thing that pops up?&lt;br /&gt;*Why don't you surprise your roommate and not come home tonight? *Will&lt;br /&gt;you marry me for just one night? *Would you be my love buffet? So I can&lt;br /&gt;lay you out on the table and take what I want? *Would you like to come&lt;br /&gt;to a party in my toolshed? *Would you like to have morning coffee with&lt;br /&gt;me? *Would you please come home with me and tie me up... *Ya know, my&lt;br /&gt;mother would just love you if I brought you to my place *tonight and&lt;br /&gt;then to her place tomorrow. *You have pretty eyeballs. Of course they'd&lt;br /&gt;be better if they were eyeing my pretty balls. *You have some nice&lt;br /&gt;jewelry. It would look great on my nightstand. *You know, I've always&lt;br /&gt;wanted to sleep with you. *You smell wet. Let's Party. *You're good at&lt;br /&gt;math right? Is 69 a perfect square? *Your legs look cold. Do you want me&lt;br /&gt;to warm them up? *Hey baby...mind if I take my pants off? *I love you,&lt;br /&gt;you know. *HEY!!! KITTEN HOW ABOUT SPENDING SOME OF YOUR NINE LIVES WITH&lt;br /&gt;ME? *If I let you suck on my tongue would you be greatful? *Have you&lt;br /&gt;ever played spank the brunett.....wanta try? *Are those lumber jack&lt;br /&gt;pants your wearing? They are giving me a wood. *Do you like whales? Well&lt;br /&gt;I have a hump-back at my place. *Girl, yo' so fine, I wish I could plant&lt;br /&gt;you and grow a hole filed of you! *You remind me of a championship bass,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether to mount you or eat you. *Is your last name&lt;br /&gt;Gillette, it must be because you are the best a man can get. *I have a&lt;br /&gt;six inch tongue and I can breath through my ears. *HEY BABY, AS LONG AS&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A FACE YOU'LL ALWAYS HAVE A PLACE TO SIT. *Hi. Can I domesticate&lt;br /&gt;you? *Hey baby there's a party in my pants and you are invited! *Can I&lt;br /&gt;walk through your bushes and climb your mountains? *If you were a car, I&lt;br /&gt;wax you and ride you all over town. *Your belt looks extremely tight.&lt;br /&gt;Let me loosen it for you. *Hey I'm looking for treasure, Can I look&lt;br /&gt;around your chest? *"Excuse me, but you dropped something back there"&lt;br /&gt;Woman: "What's that?" *You: "This conversation, lets pick it up later&lt;br /&gt;tonite." *I've been a bad boy/girl,so spank me! *Say Baby do you mind if&lt;br /&gt;I hangout on your stomach for a half an hour or so? *I'm a freelance&lt;br /&gt;gynocologist. How long has it been since your last checkup? *Yeah, it's&lt;br /&gt;big and if you pet it, it spits *You say, "So, did you here the one&lt;br /&gt;about the guy and the girl who had *the most sexual relationship?" The&lt;br /&gt;reply, "No". You respond, "Well then, *let's go to my place and I'll&lt;br /&gt;tell you all about it." *Excuse me, do you have any Benedryl? No why?&lt;br /&gt;Because everytime I look at you I have swelling "down there" *Nice&lt;br /&gt;dress. Can I talk you out of it? *Let's let only latex stand between our&lt;br /&gt;love. *(Walk up to a girl and lick two fingers and place them near her&lt;br /&gt;crotch. *Then place the fingers back in your mouth and say . . . ) I&lt;br /&gt;know you! *So baby, do you see why the girls call me tri-pod? *Um...I&lt;br /&gt;need a little help with my Calculus, can you integrate my natural log? *&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of fish in the sea, but you're the only one I'd like to&lt;br /&gt;mount. *If you had some nuts on the wall, would they be walnuts?(yes).&lt;br /&gt;If you had some nuts on your chest, would they be chestnuts?(yes) If you&lt;br /&gt;had some nuts on your chin, would they be chinnuts?(yes) Hell no, you'd&lt;br /&gt;have a dick in your mouth. *Do you like chips? Because if you are frito&lt;br /&gt;lay than I am a barrel of fun! *I heard your ankles were having a&lt;br /&gt;party... want to invite your pants down? *(Walk into her chest) "If they&lt;br /&gt;weren't sooo large, it wouldn't have happened. *All those curves, and me&lt;br /&gt;with no brakes. *Are those space pants? Cuz your ass is out of this&lt;br /&gt;world! *Baby, you must be a broom, cause you just swept me off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;*Baby, you're so sweet, you put Hershey's outta business. *Did the sun&lt;br /&gt;come out or did you just smile at me? *Didn't I see you on the cover of&lt;br /&gt;Vogue? *Excuse me, I don't want you to think I'm ridiculous or anything,&lt;br /&gt;but you *are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I just felt like&lt;br /&gt;I had to tell you." *Girl, you look so good, I could put you on a plate&lt;br /&gt;and sop you up with a biscuit! *Have you always been this cute, or did&lt;br /&gt;you have to work at it? *Hey baby, you must be a light switch, cuz every&lt;br /&gt;time I see you, you turn me on! *Hey, don't I know you? Yeah, you're the&lt;br /&gt;girl with the beautiful smile. *Hey, I know you! You were Miss Maryland&lt;br /&gt;last year, weren't you? *I feel like Richard Gere, I'm standing next to&lt;br /&gt;you, the Pretty Woman. *I have had a really bad day and it always makes&lt;br /&gt;me feel better to see a pretty girl smile. So, would you smile for me? *&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know CPR, cuz you take my breath away! *I just had to come&lt;br /&gt;talk with you. Sweetness is my weakness. *I know milk does a body good,&lt;br /&gt;but baby, how much have you been drinking? *I think I can die happy now,&lt;br /&gt;cause I've just seen a piece of heaven. *I'm not drunk, I'm just&lt;br /&gt;intoxicated by you. *I've had quite a bit to drink, and you're beginning&lt;br /&gt;to look pretty good. *If I told you that you had a great body, would you&lt;br /&gt;hold it against me? *If this bar is a meat market, you must be the prime&lt;br /&gt;rib. *Is it hot in here or is it just you? *Just where do those legs of&lt;br /&gt;yours end? *Let's take a shower together -- you smell. *Nice to meet&lt;br /&gt;you, I'm (your name) and you are...gorgeous! *So, what do you do for a&lt;br /&gt;living besides always making all the men excited and warm all over? *Was&lt;br /&gt;your dad king for a day? He must have been to make a princess(or prince)&lt;br /&gt;like you. *Was your father a farmer? Because you sure have grown some&lt;br /&gt;nice melons! *Was your father a mechanic? Then how did you get such a&lt;br /&gt;finely tuned body? *Were you arrested earlier? It's gotta be illegal to&lt;br /&gt;look that good. *Were you in Boy Scouts? Because you sure have tied my&lt;br /&gt;heart in a knot. *Were your parents Greek Gods, 'cause it takes two gods&lt;br /&gt;to make a goddess. *What does it feel like to be the most beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;in this room? *What's that on your face? Oh, must just be beauty. Here,&lt;br /&gt;let me get it off. Hey, it's not coming off! *Wow! Are those real? *Ya&lt;br /&gt;know, you look really hot! You must be real reason for global warming. *&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason men fall in love. *You know the more I drink, the&lt;br /&gt;prettier you get! *You know, I would die happy if I saw you naked just&lt;br /&gt;once! *You know, you might be asked to leave soon. You're making the&lt;br /&gt;other women look really bad. *You look like my third wife. She: Oh, how&lt;br /&gt;many time have you been married? Twice. *You make me melt like hot fudge&lt;br /&gt;on a sundae. *You should be someone's wife. *You're ugly but you&lt;br /&gt;intrigue me. *You've got to refer me to your plastic surgeon. *Oh my&lt;br /&gt;sweet darling! For a moment I thought I had died and gone to *heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Now I see that I am very much alive, and heaven has been brought to me.&lt;br /&gt;*Are you as beautiful on the inside as you are on the outside? *Hey, You&lt;br /&gt;were great on Bay Watch last night! *If you have a chance to become&lt;br /&gt;anything on earth what would you want to become?" [the answer] you: "&lt;br /&gt;well to me, i want to be your tear drop: i was born in your eyes, live&lt;br /&gt;on your cheeks, and die on your lips. *Babe! you look so fine i could&lt;br /&gt;drink your bath water! *I may not be the best looking guy here, but I'm&lt;br /&gt;the only one talking to you. *I'd like to screw your brains out, but it&lt;br /&gt;appears that someone beat me to it. *You might not be the best looking&lt;br /&gt;girl here, but beauty is only a light switch away. *You're so hot you&lt;br /&gt;would make the devil sweat. *Baby, you so flat you make the walls&lt;br /&gt;jealous. *If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I would be&lt;br /&gt;walking through my garden forever. *I bet you could suck the chrome off&lt;br /&gt;a trailor hitch. *I bet you could suck Lincolns head off a penny. *Gee,&lt;br /&gt;for a fat girl you sure dont sweat much. *Are you wearing space pants?&lt;br /&gt;Cause your ass is out of this world. *Excuse me.....Hi, i'm writing a&lt;br /&gt;term paper on the finer things in life, and i was wondering if i could&lt;br /&gt;interview you... *If god made any thing better than you he keep it for&lt;br /&gt;him self. *Guy: Sorry, but you owe me a drink. Girl: Why? Guy:I looked&lt;br /&gt;at you and dropped mine. *Girl, if I were a fly, I'd be all over you,&lt;br /&gt;because you're the shit! *There must be a lightswitch on my forehead&lt;br /&gt;because everytime I see you, you turn me on! *Damn, I thought&lt;br /&gt;"very-fine" only came in a bottle! *Are you from Tennessee? Because&lt;br /&gt;you're the only ten I see! *Baby, I'm no Fred Flintstone, but I can make&lt;br /&gt;your Bedrock! *Did you clean your pants with Windex? I can practically&lt;br /&gt;see myself in them. *Do you have a boyfriend? [No] Want one? [Yes] Well,&lt;br /&gt;when you want a *MANfriend, come and talk to me. *Do you want to see&lt;br /&gt;something swell? *Excuse me, but you have a beep on your nose. What?&lt;br /&gt;(Reach up and gently squeeze her nose) BEEP! *Excuse me, I'm a little&lt;br /&gt;short on cash, would you mind if we shared a cab home together? *Hey&lt;br /&gt;babe, wanna make an easy fifty bucks? *Hi, the voices in my head told me&lt;br /&gt;to come over and talk to you. *I am conducting a field test of how many&lt;br /&gt;woman have pierced nipples. *I know I don't look like much now, but I'm&lt;br /&gt;drinking milk. *I'd marry your cat just to get in the family. *I've&lt;br /&gt;gotta thirst, baby, and you smell like my Gatorade. *My friend and I&lt;br /&gt;have a bet that you won't take off you blouse in a public place. *No,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a cop. What can I get for fifty bucks? *Pardon me miss, I seem&lt;br /&gt;to have lost my phone number, could I borrow yours? *Pardon me, are you&lt;br /&gt;in heat?! *Should I call you in the morning or nudge you? *So, you're a&lt;br /&gt;girl huh? *Stand back, I'm a doctor. You go get an ambulance, I'll&lt;br /&gt;loosen her clothes. *Want to come see my HARD DRIVE? I promise it isn't&lt;br /&gt;3.5 inches and it ain't floppy. *Would you like to come over to my place&lt;br /&gt;later? You can bring some friends because my face seats five. *You know&lt;br /&gt;how they say skin is the largest organ? Not in my case. *You make my&lt;br /&gt;software turn to hardware! *You're so hot you melt the plastic in my&lt;br /&gt;underwear. *To a girl with braces, and if you have them as well:"Hey,&lt;br /&gt;wanna hook up sometime?" *If you were a booger I'd pick you first. *&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me, have you seen my missing nobel prize around here anywhere? *&lt;br /&gt;Are you accepting applications for your fan club? *Hey baby... drop that&lt;br /&gt;zero and get with the hero in other words... you better come with me. *&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby you're so fine you make me stutter, wha-wha-what's your name? *&lt;br /&gt;My name isn't Elmo, but you can tickle me any time you want to *Hi...&lt;br /&gt;would you fuck me? I'd fuck me, I'd fuck me real hard!! *Is your name&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi cause' I've gotta have it. *There's this movie I wanted to see and&lt;br /&gt;my mom said I couldn't go by myself..... *Do you work for UPS? I could&lt;br /&gt;have sworn I saw you checking out my package. *When I first saw you, I&lt;br /&gt;knew we could win the Stanley Cup in tonsle hockey. *Be unique and&lt;br /&gt;different, say yes. *Can I buy you a drink or do you just want the&lt;br /&gt;money? *Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by&lt;br /&gt;again? *Hi, my name is {name}, how do you like me so far? *Hi. Are you&lt;br /&gt;cute? *I can sense that you're a terrific lover, and it intimidates me a&lt;br /&gt;little. *I'm easy. Are you? *I'm fighting the urge to make you the&lt;br /&gt;happiest woman on earth tonight. *I'm trying to determine after years of&lt;br /&gt;therapy and lots of testing, whether or not I'm allergic to sex. *&lt;br /&gt;Inheriting eighty million bucks doesn't mean much when you have a weak&lt;br /&gt;heart. *So....How am I doin'? *You see my friend over there? [Point to&lt;br /&gt;friend who sheepishly waves from afar] He wants to know if YOU think I'M&lt;br /&gt;cute. *Do you have a boyfriend? No. Want one?(if yes: Want another one?)&lt;br /&gt;*When she's leaving:"Hey, where are you going?" Answer:"home." *&lt;br /&gt;You:"You're not just gonna leave me here like this are you?" *Okay, so I&lt;br /&gt;came over here to ask you to dance, but I'm kind of concerned. I mean,&lt;br /&gt;we could hit it off really well, end up having a few drinks, next thing&lt;br /&gt;you know you're giving me your number because I'm too shy to ask for it,&lt;br /&gt;I finally get up the nerve to call and we take in a movie, have some&lt;br /&gt;dinner, I relax, you relax, we go out a few more times, get to know each&lt;br /&gt;other's friends, spend a lot of time together, then finally have get&lt;br /&gt;past this sexual tension and really develop this intense sex life that&lt;br /&gt;is truly incredible, decide our relationship is solid and stable, so we&lt;br /&gt;move in together for a while, then a few months later get married, I get&lt;br /&gt;a promotion, you get a promotion, we buy a bigger house. You really want&lt;br /&gt;kids, but I really want freedom, but we have a kid anyway, only to find&lt;br /&gt;that I am resentful, the sparks start to fade and to rekindle them we&lt;br /&gt;have two more lovely kids, but now I work too much to keep up with the&lt;br /&gt;bills, have no time for you, you're stressed and stop taking really good&lt;br /&gt;care of yourself, so to get past our slow sex life and my declining&lt;br /&gt;self-confidence I turn to an outside affair for sexual gratification.&lt;br /&gt;You find out because I'm careless and a lousy liar, you throw me out&lt;br /&gt;(justifiably so) and we have to explain to the kids why mommy and daddy&lt;br /&gt;are splitting up. That's just too sad. Think about the children. For&lt;br /&gt;God's sake, if you dance with me and we hit it off, let's just keep it&lt;br /&gt;sexual, because we both know where it's going. *Gee, that's a nice set&lt;br /&gt;of legs, what time do they open? *Does your boyfriend know where you&lt;br /&gt;are? *The only thing your eyes haven't told me is your name. *If I were&lt;br /&gt;to ask you for sex, would your answer be the same as the answer to this&lt;br /&gt;question? *(Approach a group of them) I'm gonna have sex with you, you,&lt;br /&gt;and you. Alright, who's first? *(Walk over to her)"Ok, you can stand&lt;br /&gt;next to me, as long as you don't talk about it." *Chicks dig me. I wear&lt;br /&gt;colored underwear. *Come on, you can't get pregnant again. *Did you know&lt;br /&gt;that the word 'motel' spelled backwards means 'letom'? *Do I know you&lt;br /&gt;from somewhere, because I don't recognize you with your clothes on? *Do&lt;br /&gt;you think I could borrow that dress/bustier sometime? *Excuse me, miss?&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I'm doing a scavenger hunt for my fraternity rush, and one of the&lt;br /&gt;things on my list is a umm....weird chick. *Free mammog rams, get your&lt;br /&gt;free mammograms here, get 'em while they're hot! *Have you run into any&lt;br /&gt;trees lately? Then how bout a root! *Hello, Susie. Your mom couldn't&lt;br /&gt;make it this afternoon, she asked me to pick you up and take you home.&lt;br /&gt;My, what a pretty dress. *HI! Can I buy you a car? *Hi, I make more&lt;br /&gt;money than you can spend. *I found this [lace glove, rosary, etc.] on&lt;br /&gt;the floor at the club last night, is it yours? Wel l, if it's not, I'd&lt;br /&gt;like to give it to you anyway. *I saw you at the party last weekend and&lt;br /&gt;you look kind of interesting.. *Let's meet sometime... *Is it that cold&lt;br /&gt;out or are you just smuggling tic-tac's *Want to see my stamp&lt;br /&gt;collection? *Want to see my stamp collection? *What's a nice girl like&lt;br /&gt;you doing with a face like that?&lt;br /&gt;*Ya know, if we cut your arms off, you'd look just like Venus de Milo.&lt;br /&gt;*You have the ass of a great artist.&lt;br /&gt;*If I pet you, would you follow me home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reallylost.com/index.html"&gt;http://www.reallylost.com/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9641840-111839435527274120?l=koolpaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9641840/posts/default/111839435527274120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9641840/posts/default/111839435527274120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://koolpaw.blogspot.com/2005/06/silly-jokes-but-fun.html' title='Silly Jokes but fun'/><author><name>koolpaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02184091576861873767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-kDRhoOW2L0/SCZjsaapMQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tt23-YHG14A/S220/paw.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9641840.post-111045009898299648</id><published>2005-03-10T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T02:21:38.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>Heeeey, how’s it going? 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