RM Photo Album - The First One to Ever Exist Ever

[bart]

there was a time when things only got this weird if a woman posted her pic

[E.H. Ruddock]

Lookin' good Rangi, although that deep U-neck shirt is a little sus

[Chris_H_2]

Lookin' good Rangi, although that deep U-neck shirt is a little sus

*i believe it's called a "blouse"

[Rangi Guy]

Hey! I love my blouse!

[spike]

How else is he gonna show off that hunk of kryptonite round his neck.

[epilogue]

Remember back in the day when these threads were mostly pictures?

Thanks, Trump!

[spike]

Middle aged men aren’t big on sharing pictures of themselves (unless they look like Rangi).

[epilogue]

I say again... thanks Trump!

[VinylGuy]

we post pics and we praised the guy who post them

its good RMing

[spike]

we post pics and we praised the guy who post them

its good RMing

And then Lenny catfished us.

[Jorge]

There is a market segment for extra long neck ties. If Shaq can do it so can Jorge

https://primeneckwear.com/collections/e ... jdepcWpOVQ

Those are nice, and pretty cheap. I'll order a few of them. Thanks!

I am.so happy with these btw

[spike]

the tie that binds

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Jorge]

Not me, I'm turgid

[Dev]

there was a time when things only got this weird if a woman posted her pic

the vibes in this place are off!

[lennytheweedwhacker]

[spike]

Vibes are back!

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Lighting was bad and my iphone x sucks

[Rangi Guy]

Why is it you can never find tissues when you need them?

[daft twat]

Why is it you can never find tissues when you need them?

Take a sock off.