Originally posted by: rawoutput
I'd pack a gun and enough ammo to get me enough money to fund an offshore casino venture which would in turn allow me to arrange the framing of my wife, for my murder, which allows me to escape from my debts while living fabulously in New Orleans.
Originally posted by: Jehovah
See, I'd just make sure I'd never get into those types of situations in the first place . . .. And if I had NOwhere to go, i.e. no relatives, family, friends, why should I bother packing?
Originally posted by: rawoutput
It was a lovely night for a boat trip. I ravaged my wife in a bed of sweet sex and waited for her to fall asleep. Then I carefully cut myself with a kitchen knife and dropped the bloodied blade on the planks near the mast. Careful not to leave a blood trail, I hopped onto the waiting speedboat and motored away, while a stoolie radioed in a anonymous distress call.
Long story short, I've got a Rolls Royce and a fabulous estate in New Orleans. And a top hat! All thanks to my ruck sack, an alcoholic mother, and my offshore gambling/smuggling ring of which all my friends work at, hence them being out of the country. Mmhey
Originally posted by: rawoutput
It was a lovely night for a boat trip. I ravaged my wife in a bed of sweet sex and waited for her to fall asleep. Then I carefully cut myself with a kitchen knife and dropped the bloodied blade on the planks near the mast. Careful not to leave a blood trail, I hopped onto the waiting speedboat and motored away, while a stoolie radioed in a anonymous distress call.
Long story short, I've got a Rolls Royce and a fabulous estate in New Orleans. And a top hat! All thanks to my ruck sack, an alcoholic mother, and my offshore gambling/smuggling ring of which all my friends work at, hence them being out of the country. Mmhey
Originally posted by: rawoutput
It was a lovely night for a boat trip. I ravaged my wife in a bed of sweet sex and waited for her to fall asleep. Then I carefully cut myself with a kitchen knife and dropped the bloodied blade on the planks near the mast. Careful not to leave a blood trail, I hopped onto the waiting speedboat and motored away, while a stoolie radioed in a anonymous distress call.
Long story short, I've got a Rolls Royce and a fabulous estate in New Orleans. And a top hat! All thanks to my ruck sack, an alcoholic mother, and my offshore gambling/smuggling ring of which all my friends work at, hence them being out of the country. Mmhey
Originally posted by: Jugernot
Originally posted by: rawoutput
It was a lovely night for a boat trip. I ravaged my wife in a bed of sweet sex and waited for her to fall asleep. Then I carefully cut myself with a kitchen knife and dropped the bloodied blade on the planks near the mast. Careful not to leave a blood trail, I hopped onto the waiting speedboat and motored away, while a stoolie radioed in a anonymous distress call.
Long story short, I've got a Rolls Royce and a fabulous estate in New Orleans. And a top hat! All thanks to my ruck sack, an alcoholic mother, and my offshore gambling/smuggling ring of which all my friends work at, hence them being out of the country. Mmhey
Someone watched the movie Double Jeopardy. 🙂
Originally posted by: DannyBoy
Originally posted by: Jugernot
Originally posted by: rawoutput
It was a lovely night for a boat trip. I ravaged my wife in a bed of sweet sex and waited for her to fall asleep. Then I carefully cut myself with a kitchen knife and dropped the bloodied blade on the planks near the mast. Careful not to leave a blood trail, I hopped onto the waiting speedboat and motored away, while a stoolie radioed in a anonymous distress call.
Long story short, I've got a Rolls Royce and a fabulous estate in New Orleans. And a top hat! All thanks to my ruck sack, an alcoholic mother, and my offshore gambling/smuggling ring of which all my friends work at, hence them being out of the country. Mmhey
Someone watched the movie Double Jeopardy. 🙂
Ashley Judd is fit 😎
Originally posted by: rawoutput
It was a lovely night for a boat trip. I ravaged my wife in a bed of sweet sex and waited for her to fall asleep. Then I carefully cut myself with a kitchen knife and dropped the bloodied blade on the planks near the mast. Careful not to leave a blood trail, I hopped onto the waiting speedboat and motored away, while a stoolie radioed in a anonymous distress call.
Long story short, I've got a Rolls Royce and a fabulous estate in New Orleans. And a top hat! All thanks to my ruck sack, an alcoholic mother, and my offshore gambling/smuggling ring of which all my friends work at, hence them being out of the country. Mmhey
you forgot your geforce 😛 j/kOriginally posted by: Nebor
A pistol, and a printed mapquest map of all local banks. My bag would be one of those sweet canvas sacks with the money $ sign on it. I mean, when you walk into a bank with one of those, you don't even need a note.
Originally posted by: spanky
why do i only get one bag?