Venganza People Google Map

[Dan (dat haole dude)]

'K den...should be fix'ed..apparently i'm incapable of "grabbing and zooming" correctly..but, Bakersfield??? been there & lived to tell about it, too..(in the old daze when there were still a few stoplights on the I-5 going thru the Central Valley..)..& thanks, bruddahs/seestahs for letting me know i was somewhere else..

[farfalla]

Bakersfield, they make raisins in that area for a reason - so hot. Lived in Modesto for a year that felt like ten.

took the little yellow google map man to see your gym, sign on the entrance road says, "Brazilian Jujitsu" - having fun picturing you in judo stance with large hat made of fruit

[Capellini]

What is saddest for Ken is that, even though he can now find me on a map, by the time he got his bus running and made his way out here to stalk me in person like a real man, I'll be out of NY anyway.

Poor guy just never gets a break, does he?

[ken worley]

Ahhh, but my bus runs now, tight and snappish one...

The deep, basso thrumming of the giant diesel just beneath the captain's bunk.(no cracks, smartassed new yorkers.)- is like a counterpoint to the throbbing,restrained sexuality of its inhabitant.

I could start motor and drive all night, sleepless, refreshed by cocktails of tequila and heavy-rolled methamphetamine, two nights, no sleep till brooklyn.....

But you would only play coy, should I pour all of my liquid assets into your hot pursuit.
...Or would you?

Word around the science threads is that you prefer monkey-love to that of their nearly-as-fascile cousins, the sapiens...
But talk is cheap.
Are you?
*hopes*

Either way, I am already blowing up, on the map myself, way out in left field, where everyone expected to find me, and you, being the modern, take-charge woman that you assert yourself to be, could chase me, if you chose, and take me, right there on the pitcher's mound, in front of god and everyone on the Gilbert Jr. High Tigers baseball team. (they practice every afternoon.)

Have your way with me, you bone-grinding vixen.

*sets for return lob and backhand smash*


(gets iodine and band-aids from medicine cabinet)

[ET, the Extra Terrestrial]

Holy crap, Ken. I zoomed in on my marker to a neighborhood-level frame, counted 28 houses in the frame. At the same scale in the neighborhood to the SE of the field you marked, I counted 134 houses in the frame. That's nuts. It looks like you'd have to turn sideways to fit between the houses.

[Capellini]

Ahhh, but my bus runs now, tight and snappish one...

The deep, basso thrumming of the giant diesel just beneath the captain's bunk.(no cracks, smartassed new yorkers.)- is like a counterpoint to the throbbing,restrained sexuality of its inhabitant.

I could start motor and drive all night, sleepless, refreshed by cocktails of tequila and heavy-rolled methamphetamine, two nights, no sleep till brooklyn.....

But you would only play coy, should I pour all of my liquid assets into your hot pursuit.
...Or would you?

Word around the science threads is that you prefer monkey-love to that of their nearly-as-fascile cousins, the sapiens...
But talk is cheap.
Are you?
*hopes*

Either way, I am already blowing up, on the map myself, way out in left field, where everyone expected to find me, and you, being the modern, take-charge woman that you assert yourself to be, could chase me, if you chose, and take me, right there on the pitcher's mound, in front of god and everyone on the Gilbert Jr. High Tigers baseball team. (they practice every afternoon.)

Have your way with me, you bone-grinding vixen.

*sets for return lob and backhand smash*


(gets iodine and band-aids from medicine cabinet)

The bus is mobile? Now it all makes sense.

http://www.krqe.com/dpp/news/crime/crim ... 0902231414

But honestly, if you thought turning your previous dates into osteological excavations would be enough to lure me out west, you've seriously underestimated my ease of access to bones right here in New York.

I'm betting as more sites are discovered throughout the southwest, we'll discover Ken has laid these bodies out to spell "I love Cap", or something equally disturbing in its lack of creativity. Sure, he can whack a hooker and bury her body in the desert, but can he make a set of Louis Vuitton luggage out of her skin? I don't think so.









I apologize to all humans with any degree of sensitivity for turning a serial killer's burial ground into a very bad joke. Assuming we have humans with any degree of sensitivity here, which remains to be seen.

[ET, the Extra Terrestrial]

Assuming we have humans with any degree of sensitivity here, which remains to be seen.

Define "any degree".

[ken worley]

Blah blah blah.
Female pointlesss noise, etc.


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blather...




I apologize to all humans with any degree of sensitivity for turning a serial killer's burial ground into a very bad joke. Assuming we have humans with any degree of sensitivity here, which remains to be seen.

Magnified type for those with squinting disorder:

Forget all that I just said(editor note:a further unneccessary syllabic estro-nonsense)-I am burning for you, in my pelvic region...I am on my way to phoenix, at my expense, to rape you repeatedly with my loins, and bake you pies...somne fruit, but mostly chocolate, butterscotch, and banana pudding, with the crumbly graham cracker crust...I love you and no one else....I ache for your manhood. Please, oh please, make me swoon, and lend your stern guidance to subdue me and my mouth for a time, to be determined by your whim alone.

/quote

[Capellini]

Blah blah blah.
Female pointlesss noise, etc.


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...
blather...




I apologize to all humans with any degree of sensitivity for turning a serial killer's burial ground into a very bad joke. Assuming we have humans with any degree of sensitivity here, which remains to be seen.

Magnified type for those with squinting disorder:

Forget all that I just said(editor note:a further unneccessary syllabic estro-nonsense)-I am burning for you, in my pelvic region...I am on my way to phoenix, at my expense, to rape you repeatedly with my loins, and bake you pies...somne fruit, but mostly chocolate, butterscotch, and banana pudding, with the crumbly graham cracker crust...I love you and no one else....I ache for your manhood. Please, oh please, make me swoon, and lend your stern guidance to subdue me and my mouth for a time, to be determined by your whim alone.

/quote

Unfortunately for you, I know the truth. While you may strive to put up an outward appearance of being this masculine specimen of humanity whose sheer manhood and charisma can make women swoon at your feet to be ravished, deep down I know you're just a lonely lad from the wrong side of the tracks waiting for Richard Gere to climb up your fire escape and sweep you off your feet.

I don't climb up fire escapes.

[PantyGnawer]

Could you guys get a room?

[ken worley]

Blah blah blah.
Female pointlesss noise, etc.


...

...
blather...




I apologize to all humans with any degree of sensitivity for turning a serial killer's burial ground into a very bad joke. Assuming we have humans with any degree of sensitivity here, which remains to be seen.

Magnified type for those with squinting disorder:

Forget all that I just said(editor note:a further unneccessary syllabic estro-nonsense)-I am burning for you, in my pelvic region...I am on my way to phoenix, at my expense, to rape you repeatedly with my loins, and bake you pies...somne fruit, but mostly chocolate, butterscotch, and banana pudding, with the crumbly graham cracker crust...I love you and no one else....I ache for your manhood. Please, oh please, make me swoon, and lend your stern guidance to subdue me and my mouth for a time, to be determined by your whim alone.

/quote

Unfortunately for you, I know the truth. While you may strive to put up an outward appearance of being this masculine specimen of humanity whose sheer manhood and charisma can make women swoon at your feet to be ravished, deep down I know you're just a lonely lad from the wrong side of the tracks waiting for Richard Gere to climb up your fire escape and sweep you off your feet.

I don't climb up fire escapes.

Am I to assume that in all other ways, you and Gere are interchangeable?


eeeew....


*arches eye and curls smile suggestively*

*makes the gesture that the landlady on "Kingpin" made.*


*Offers other subtle hints.*

*is naked and shiny with unidentified coating*


*waits*

[ken worley]

Could you guys get a room?

I can't...her finances are a mystery to me.

[Capellini]

Could you guys get a room?

I can't...her finances are a mystery to me.

Are you actually suggesting that your seduction scenario includes me picking up the tab???

[Roy Hunter]

Aaah, come on - he's trying to be a 'new man' here.
What kind of feminist are you, that you can't pick up the tab? It would be empowering...

[Capellini]

Aaah, come on - he's trying to be a 'new man' here.
What kind of feminist are you, that you can't pick up the tab? It would be empowering...

The kind of feminist that doesn't need that kind of empowering.