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December 31, 2010

IT IS KNOWN TO DRIVE MEN WILD

Flier Blames Tabasco Spill For Lewd Act

(Thanks to Alan Glenn and Mike Ricciardi)

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*snork* at photo - "Er, are you supposed to smile in a mug shot?"

I saw soak him in Tabassco and see if he develops a rash. Might have to do it a few times.

I 'saY'...soak him

Sexy smirk. NOT.

The flight must have been in a holding pattern.

A friend and I were eating blue crabs (I think it was his first time). He went to the restroom and did not wash the red pepper off his fingers first. His Little Elvis was not a happy camper the rest of the night. Yow.

*snork* at Meanie the Bruised (shoulder).

When landing, they came in hot.

Part of him was happy,the other,scared.. reason for the expression on his face...

He's from Lewidtown?

So let's get this straight (sorry), the perv had some hot sauce and spilled it; these couple of drops then soaked through, at least, two layers of clothing and penetrated (sorry) enough to cause a uncontrollable reaction?

Is that the story?

Next.

Moron.

Escamilla and the Incredible Itch WBAFNFA Roald Dahl book.

"accomplished physical therapist".

Har.

I'd be the first to stipulate that there are times when one has an itch that one simply must scratch.
However, there are better ways to accomplish this. One must not just pull it out and spank it.
Although that look says he thought it was a good idea at the time.

It was the TSA pat-down pre-flight that started his launch sequence. The pouty cheerleader was a bystander.

He was just trying to put his tray table in the upright and locked position without using his hands.

The garbled geography award goes to the headline writer who wrote:

Gulf Breeze man accused of masturbating in front of teen girl on flight to Maine

Didn't realize there's a Lewiston, Idaho as well as one in Maine. It's a Florida paper. There's no geography west of the Appalachians.

Poor Lewiston, Maine is still trying to live down the infamous Clay-Liston fight. Now this.

Gimme a B!
Gimme an O!
Gimme an N!
Gimme an E!
Gimme an R!
What's that spell?
Louder What's that spell?

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