Limestone, revisited. 
The country club.
Well, you just had to walk in, with your eyes adjustin' to the light and catch the owner of the bar sleepin' and his dog awakin' and barkin' and feel your skin crawl and heart pound and say, (ahem) is the bar open??
Sho Nuff, good beers and the dog is friendly, after all.
The tractors out side.
The head of Realtors that sell swamp land in south Florida.
Lady Luck, we all need her on our side.
you little liars do nothing but antagonize...
ReplyDeleteand you try to eliminate all the dreams and hopes of humanity...
but you LOST...
THE DEATH OF ATH*ISM - SCIENTIFIC PROOF OF GOD
http://engforum.pravda.ru/showthread.php?t=280780
Einstein puts the final nail in the coffin of atheism...
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7vpw4AH8QQ
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atheists deny their own life element...
LIGHT OR DEATH, ATHEISTS?
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I thought for a minute I would like that motorcycle because it looks like it has a fat bob tank and those bull horns for the handle bars...but now I think I only want the horns so I can shove them up davmab11's ass. That would be more fun than riding that bike anyway.
ReplyDeleteWalkin' Man...I'll buy the beers. Hell I'll even push the bike if it does not run. Maybe Mr. Chuck can help get it up to speed.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comments.
Whaaaaaa tha fuck is that about? Ignorant asshole. In one of those photos, I saw a sickel (and I don't mean motor-sickel) on the side of that vehicle, that we could stickle up his moronic ass...sideways.
ReplyDeleteOh, Mr. godly "doomed" Punch...liked the photos.
ReplyDeleteOK, OK, forget that shit and concentrate on Punch's fabulous photography.
ReplyDeleteThe Limestone Country Club is a really cool place. Run by an old hippie musician who sets up a bandstand in a corner of the place once in a while and the party into the night. It's a favorite hang-out for psuedo bikers and the occasional real thing and the place is surrounded by old, decaying automobiles, buses and fire engines. Hey, that reminds me of an old Soupy Sales joke... Hey kids, what word starts with "F" and ends in "uck"? Firetruck!
more great photos--- and the commentary from Mr.C.'s site is most edifying, as well. It looks like it was a grand time.
ReplyDeleteHarlequin...I know the magical mystery tour is finally rollin' when you step on the bus. Thanks for stopping by.
ReplyDeleteI'm catching up with you and Mr. Charleston and it sounds like the two of you've been up to some fun shenanigans. The photos are great and I wish I'd been there to down a few cool ones with you.
ReplyDeletePeachT...good to hear from you again. You did come into the conversation. Wonderin' how you were doin' and all. You would have been welcome, and still are, anytime.
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