Long winters + small towns = ?????

[NM_Shooter]

Insanity?  Looks like fun though.  You have to see this to believe it.  I think the whole county looks forward to this event.

http://www.jldr.com/ohraces2002.html#peoples

[glenn kangiser]

That was pretty crappy, Frank.

[muldoon]

here i sit all broken hearted
came to race but only farted

[NM_Shooter]

here i sit all broken hearted
came to race but only farted

Then I lost my traction through chili bowl turn,
But my competitive nature started to burn.

Made me mad, and wanted to shout,
But hit that turn and just "wiped" out.

Fumbled through the  gears but hit number two,
and then the plan ripened... I knew what to do.

Down the stretch, I nailed on the gas,
It was a blast to go past fast.

My ears were ringing and My eyes were blurring,
It wasn't the thrill that had stomachs churning

Fueled on by bean salad, cabbage and beer.....
In the eyes of my opponents I saw nothing but fear.

I blew through the checkered flag,
and down through the street,
leaving a skid mark
that lasted for weeks.

The legend of that race will never grow old,
Shooter's gastro----intestinal powered commode.

[glenn kangiser]

hmm... I wonder if I need to write...Caution Bathroom Humor....





I knew there was something wrong with the soda machine
when the water in the sump under the screen

was cloudy and murky and mossy and green
It probably was the most disgusting thing I'd ever seen

but paid for the Coke at McDonald's I'd done
so I had no other choice but take a chance with the runs

I swallowed the cheeseburger chunks - washed it down with the Coke
Headed for The Home Depot where I'd soon be broke

Standing in the tool crib talking with the girl clerk
I felt pangs in my stomach as the bacteria started to work

Soon started cramping the talking was done
I had but one choice - excuse myself and run

Clear across the Home Depot to the other side
around the end of the concrete and rebar and nails

I was flying through the Isles like a rocket on rails
Through the swinging door just past the pile of Homer's pails

into the smelly mans castle
belt flying, pants dropping, oh what a hassle

plopping my butt on the hungry facility
I tried to keep quiet to the best of my ability

the flusher was one of the automatic type
infrared sensor, boy was this getting ripe

a courtesy flush was the order of the day
cause if someone walked in I knew there'd be no way

I could leave without them knowing it was me
I wish I'd only gone in there to pee.

The jalapenos from lunch were burning a ring
come on Ice cream I said....God save the King


Sorry for that but that was yesterdays current events---true story....sorry ....sorry

[glenn kangiser]

Obviously there are not many Walter Miller fans here, Frank --- or maybe in the world.  I couldn't get his new web page to come up so I guess we are only blessed with the old one.

Warning, some people who consider themselves normal may consider this sick....

http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Prairie/9179/walter.htm

and one of my favorites - the wedgie page

http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Prairie/9179/wedgie.htm

[Whitlock]

hmm... I wonder if I need to write...Caution Bathroom Humor....





I knew there was something wrong with the soda machine
when the water in the sump under the screen

was cloudy and murky and mossy and green
It probably was the most disgusting thing I'd ever seen

but paid for the Coke at McDonald's I'd done
so I had no other choice but take a chance with the runs

I swallowed the cheeseburger chunks - washed it down with the Coke
Headed for The Home Depot where I'd soon be broke

Standing in the tool crib talking with the girl clerk
I felt pangs in my stomach as the bacteria started to work

Soon started cramping the talking was done
I had but one choice - excuse myself and run

Clear across the Home Depot to the other side
around the end of the concrete and rebar and nails

I was flying through the Isles like a rocket on rails
Through the swinging door just past the pile of Homer's pails

into the smelly mans castle
belt flying, pants dropping, oh what a hassle

plopping my butt on the hungry facility
I tried to keep quiet to the best of my ability

the flusher was one of the automatic type
infrared sensor, boy was this getting ripe

a courtesy flush was the order of the day
cause if someone walked in I knew there'd be no way

I could leave without them knowing it was me
I wish I'd only gone in there to pee.

The jalapenos from lunch were burning a ring
come on Ice cream I said....God save the King


Sorry for that but that was yesterdays current events---true story....sorry ....sorry

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