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		<title>By: Nobody™</title>
		<link>http://bluepaintred.com/2008/01/21/uhm-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8965</link>
		<dc:creator>Nobody™</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 03:13:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>..Mildred, Fred, and Gus were here and we drank 3 bottles of Vodka.  

Marge still needed her dentures, and now she had to find that fucking ferret before...

&lt;em&gt;Nobody™&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBlogIsAboutNothing/~3/220961251/&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Tuesday Tip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class='eg-image' style='float:right; margin-left:5px; display:block; width:40px' ><a rel='external nofollow' href='http://myblogisaboutnothing.com'><img alt='' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar/481133eeb9d9f551938673bb278d7447?s=40&amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fi72.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fi172%2Fbluepaintred%2Flol.gif%3Fs%3D40&amp;r=X' class='avatar avatar-40 photo' height='40' width='40' /></a></span>..Mildred, Fred, and Gus were here and we drank 3 bottles of Vodka.  </p>
<p>Marge still needed her dentures, and now she had to find that fucking ferret before&#8230;</p>
<p><em>Nobody™&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBlogIsAboutNothing/~3/220961251/' rel="nofollow">Tuesday Tip</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: metalmom</title>
		<link>http://bluepaintred.com/2008/01/21/uhm-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8962</link>
		<dc:creator>metalmom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 01:18:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>leaving Marge speechless on the floor. &quot;Well, What the fuck??&quot; She sputtered. &quot;This hasn&#039;t happened to me since the the time...&quot;

&lt;em&gt;metalmom&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://dontwannahearit.com/?p=538&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Mir Ist Kalt?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class='eg-image' style='float:right; margin-left:5px; display:block; width:40px' ><a rel='external nofollow' href='http://dontwannahearit.com'><img alt='' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar/13e509168b75c88a69f85ac3df1b3b91?s=40&amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fi72.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fi172%2Fbluepaintred%2Flol.gif%3Fs%3D40&amp;r=X' class='avatar avatar-40 photo' height='40' width='40' /></a></span>leaving Marge speechless on the floor. &#8220;Well, What the fuck??&#8221; She sputtered. &#8220;This hasn&#8217;t happened to me since the the time&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p><em>metalmom&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://dontwannahearit.com/?p=538' rel="nofollow">Mir Ist Kalt?</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: Anne</title>
		<link>http://bluepaintred.com/2008/01/21/uhm-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8959</link>
		<dc:creator>Anne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 00:42:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>grabbed marge and making her drop Bambi in the process. He pinned her arms to her sides.  Bob ripped Marge&#039;s dress off in one solid motion.  Both Bob and George looked Marge up and down from head to toe.  Bob and George threw their arms around each other and walked out of the room.........

&lt;em&gt;Anne&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://whatssonmymind.blogspot.com/2008/01/book-6th-target.html&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Book-6th Target&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class='eg-image' style='float:right; margin-left:5px; display:block; width:40px' ><a rel='external nofollow' href='http://www.whatssonmymind.blogspot.com'><img alt='' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar/73201e8c114bdd983776bcda4b13ef72?s=40&amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fi72.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fi172%2Fbluepaintred%2Flol.gif%3Fs%3D40&amp;r=X' class='avatar avatar-40 photo' height='40' width='40' /></a></span>grabbed marge and making her drop Bambi in the process. He pinned her arms to her sides.  Bob ripped Marge&#8217;s dress off in one solid motion.  Both Bob and George looked Marge up and down from head to toe.  Bob and George threw their arms around each other and walked out of the room&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;</p>
<p><em>Anne&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://whatssonmymind.blogspot.com/2008/01/book-6th-target.html' rel="nofollow">Book-6th Target</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: Miss Ann Thrope</title>
		<link>http://bluepaintred.com/2008/01/21/uhm-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8953</link>
		<dc:creator>Miss Ann Thrope</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 17:56:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Bob was pushed through the door by Marge who spryly leaped over him, grabbed George&#039;s pet ferret, Bambi, and screamed:

&quot;Give me your dentures or Bambi gets it!&quot;

Thinking quickly, Bob&#039;s uncle Melvin (who&#039;s had had a thing for George since 1953).....

&lt;em&gt;Miss Ann Thrope&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissAnnThrope/~3/221076144/&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Hostile takeover or just hostile?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class='eg-image' style='float:right; margin-left:5px; display:block; width:40px' ><a rel='external nofollow' href='http://miss-ann-thrope.com/'><img alt='' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar/4fbe7ef3c5c9f9802460a8dbadc03ed3?s=40&amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fi72.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fi172%2Fbluepaintred%2Flol.gif%3Fs%3D40&amp;r=X' class='avatar avatar-40 photo' height='40' width='40' /></a></span>Bob was pushed through the door by Marge who spryly leaped over him, grabbed George&#8217;s pet ferret, Bambi, and screamed:</p>
<p>&#8220;Give me your dentures or Bambi gets it!&#8221;</p>
<p>Thinking quickly, Bob&#8217;s uncle Melvin (who&#8217;s had had a thing for George since 1953)&#8230;..</p>
<p><em>Miss Ann Thrope&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MissAnnThrope/~3/221076144/' rel="nofollow">Hostile takeover or just hostile?</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: y not i</title>
		<link>http://bluepaintred.com/2008/01/21/uhm-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8952</link>
		<dc:creator>y not i</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 17:22:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>find a place to consummate their newfound attraction, leaving George behind.

Now George wondered if his excitement at seeing his friend had something to do with that incident.  Or was he just really horny?  After all, it had been quite awhile since Marge had given him a gummer.  Perhaps there would be more to this evening than a cold beer and good conversation.

When George saw his friend Bob walk into the room, he immediately knew what kind of night he was in for, because.....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class='eg-image' style='float:right; margin-left:5px; display:block; width:40px' ><img alt='' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar/92179679660fc41adea1d9f99a0beaf8?s=40&amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fi72.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fi172%2Fbluepaintred%2Flol.gif%3Fs%3D40&amp;r=X' class='avatar avatar-40 photo' height='40' width='40' /></span>find a place to consummate their newfound attraction, leaving George behind.</p>
<p>Now George wondered if his excitement at seeing his friend had something to do with that incident.  Or was he just really horny?  After all, it had been quite awhile since Marge had given him a gummer.  Perhaps there would be more to this evening than a cold beer and good conversation.</p>
<p>When George saw his friend Bob walk into the room, he immediately knew what kind of night he was in for, because&#8230;..</p>
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		<title>By: Shelli</title>
		<link>http://bluepaintred.com/2008/01/21/uhm-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8947</link>
		<dc:creator>Shelli</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 14:41:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>turned on that I am?&quot;  I never knew that I was bisexual until I saw your penis under that skirt.  &quot;Do you think that I could look as good in a skirt as you do?&quot;

&quot;Why, sure!&quot; said the shemale.  And off they went to...

&lt;em&gt;Shelli&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://shellis-sentiments.com/?p=1320&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Breaking News!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class='eg-image' style='float:right; margin-left:5px; display:block; width:40px' ><a rel='external nofollow' href='http://shellis-sentiments.com'><img alt='' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar/53ba884d6b1d21764a47aa5a317736d2?s=40&amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fi72.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fi172%2Fbluepaintred%2Flol.gif%3Fs%3D40&amp;r=X' class='avatar avatar-40 photo' height='40' width='40' /></a></span>turned on that I am?&#8221;  I never knew that I was bisexual until I saw your penis under that skirt.  &#8220;Do you think that I could look as good in a skirt as you do?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Why, sure!&#8221; said the shemale.  And off they went to&#8230;</p>
<p><em>Shelli&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://shellis-sentiments.com/?p=1320' rel="nofollow">Breaking News!</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: Mr. Fabulous</title>
		<link>http://bluepaintred.com/2008/01/21/uhm-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8943</link>
		<dc:creator>Mr. Fabulous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 13:28:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>One of them looked a little closer at her and realized that &quot;she&quot; had an adam&#039;s apple.  His army buddy hiked up the &quot;woman&#039;s&quot; skirt and sure enough--penis!

&quot;Damn it,&quot; he exclaimed.  &quot;Do you know...

&lt;em&gt;Mr. Fabulous&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://pointless-drivel.com/?p=1407&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Discussions with my doctor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class='eg-image' style='float:right; margin-left:5px; display:block; width:40px' ><a rel='external nofollow' href='http://pointless-drivel.com'><img alt='' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar/48d7b597b0abeabc3eaebf33776c6137?s=40&amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fi72.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fi172%2Fbluepaintred%2Flol.gif%3Fs%3D40&amp;r=X' class='avatar avatar-40 photo' height='40' width='40' /></a></span>One of them looked a little closer at her and realized that &#8220;she&#8221; had an adam&#8217;s apple.  His army buddy hiked up the &#8220;woman&#8217;s&#8221; skirt and sure enough&#8211;penis!</p>
<p>&#8220;Damn it,&#8221; he exclaimed.  &#8220;Do you know&#8230;</p>
<p><em>Mr. Fabulous&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://pointless-drivel.com/?p=1407' rel="nofollow">Discussions with my doctor</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: Robin</title>
		<link>http://bluepaintred.com/2008/01/21/uhm-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8942</link>
		<dc:creator>Robin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 13:11:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>were planning to make a tv movie about it, either on Showtime or on WE.  They offered her a substantial deal and promised her fame and fortune.  She hoped she could be as famous as Paris Hilton someday and have her own sex tape.

That was until...

&lt;em&gt;Robin&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.roadlessunraveled.com/2008/01/22/nagging-the-nagged/&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Nagging the Nagged&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class='eg-image' style='float:right; margin-left:5px; display:block; width:40px' ><a rel='external nofollow' href='http://roadlessunraveled.com'><img alt='' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar/6838c683455b4ce1597e12f1ca55bc6a?s=40&amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fi72.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fi172%2Fbluepaintred%2Flol.gif%3Fs%3D40&amp;r=X' class='avatar avatar-40 photo' height='40' width='40' /></a></span>were planning to make a tv movie about it, either on Showtime or on WE.  They offered her a substantial deal and promised her fame and fortune.  She hoped she could be as famous as Paris Hilton someday and have her own sex tape.</p>
<p>That was until&#8230;</p>
<p><em>Robin&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://www.roadlessunraveled.com/2008/01/22/nagging-the-nagged/' rel="nofollow">Nagging the Nagged</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: Diane Mandy</title>
		<link>http://bluepaintred.com/2008/01/21/uhm-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8939</link>
		<dc:creator>Diane Mandy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 12:31:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>she had learned to skillfully slither down a poll from watching her hairless friend, and as a result earned a lucrative career as a dancer.

They were curious about her tale and...

&lt;em&gt;Diane Mandy&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.martinisfortwo.com/2008/01/mustlearngermannow.html&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Must.Learn.German.Now.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class='eg-image' style='float:right; margin-left:5px; display:block; width:40px' ><a rel='external nofollow' href='http://www.martinisfortwo.com'><img alt='' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar/c49f5f5bcb12bc198f1cdc0fd18711bb?s=40&amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fi72.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fi172%2Fbluepaintred%2Flol.gif%3Fs%3D40&amp;r=X' class='avatar avatar-40 photo' height='40' width='40' /></a></span>she had learned to skillfully slither down a poll from watching her hairless friend, and as a result earned a lucrative career as a dancer.</p>
<p>They were curious about her tale and&#8230;</p>
<p><em>Diane Mandy&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://www.martinisfortwo.com/2008/01/mustlearngermannow.html' rel="nofollow">Must.Learn.German.Now.</a></em></p>
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		<title>By: Blogarita</title>
		<link>http://bluepaintred.com/2008/01/21/uhm-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8936</link>
		<dc:creator>Blogarita</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 11:25:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>his old Army buddy was coming for a visit.  He couldn&#039;t wait to sit back with a cold beer and reminisce about old times.  Like the time they hitchhiked all the way from Memphis to New Orleans, and along the way they met that woman with the snake.

She told them that one time...

&lt;em&gt;Blogarita&#039;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&#039;http://blogaritaville2.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-all-your-friends-do-friday-bullets.html&#039; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;If All Your Friends Do Friday Bullets, Does That Mean You Have To, Too?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class='eg-image' style='float:right; margin-left:5px; display:block; width:40px' ><a rel='external nofollow' href='http://www.blogaritaville2.blogspot.com'><img alt='' src='http://www.gravatar.com/avatar/af469c8e411268a97dc266b0f48362a3?s=40&amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fi72.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fi172%2Fbluepaintred%2Flol.gif%3Fs%3D40&amp;r=X' class='avatar avatar-40 photo' height='40' width='40' /></a></span>his old Army buddy was coming for a visit.  He couldn&#8217;t wait to sit back with a cold beer and reminisce about old times.  Like the time they hitchhiked all the way from Memphis to New Orleans, and along the way they met that woman with the snake.</p>
<p>She told them that one time&#8230;</p>
<p><em>Blogarita&#8217;s last blog post..<a href='http://blogaritaville2.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-all-your-friends-do-friday-bullets.html' rel="nofollow">If All Your Friends Do Friday Bullets, Does That Mean You Have To, Too?</a></em></p>
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