Muscatine

crockpot and others. I'm leaving. I only stopped by to check out the new board and features. This can be a lot of fun if the whiners and stuffed shirts don't f**k it up for all.

I have some jealous fans on two other boards that use up much of my spare time. Gotta go. Enjoy this new board. It's a winner.

  I"M ONLY SAYING GOODBYE. BUT YOU'LL STAY AND WHINE.

WAH!. MOMMY, THE'RE MAKING FUN OF ME. WAH!.

By the way crockpot. I was asked to come here to demonstrate some of the features this new board offers. Think about it. Who knew pictures could be posted before my earlier post?

Now, I really must be going. You see, I'm on the run. Run from who, you ask? Well, a week or so ago, while working in my electronics lab, I accidently triggered a force field around my body. It has to do with my bodies electrical impulses creating a reverse electrical magnetic field around myself, operating about 1/4 inch off the surface of my skin. Nothing can get through to harm me.

Well, three mafia loan shark musclemen were beating my friend to a pulp one evening. I went to his aid. During the fight, the mafia guys ended up dead. I was not even scratched. I felt nothing. Neither clubs nor bullets. Now, I'm hiding out from the cops, for killing three people, the mafia, for killing their men, from the government, who want to study me for the secret of my 'force field' and from foreign governments for the same reason.

There are some downsides. When I have sex I can't feel it. My gal pal says she never could feel it. Hmmmm. My force field is off only during thunderstorms. That's when I bathe and eat. I'm trying to correct that. I gotta go now. I hear there are thunderstorms in the forecast for the next county over and I'm so hungry I could eat skunk doo doo.