lets see all the hot girlfriends/wives!

James Snover said:

All that and the 2nd Amendment, too? Pal, you might to be shopping for a ring. Just saying. She sounds like a keeper!

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Fat Boss said:

Yeah, she definitely is! She also has a son who just turned 18. He's six foot eight and about 270. He is pretty useful when there's hard work to be done!

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C2tuck said:

Shit, 6’8”...can his ass dribble and run??

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Fat Boss said:

My girlfriend of a little over a year. She's pretty awesome. Cooks and cleans. Even cleans while I'm out golfing. Does all my shopping. Close to six foot two, with nice bolt ons. Great gal. Oh drives a crew cab 4x4 and is 9 years younger than me. Her pic, she put the 2nd Amendment image on there.

*Breaking CA stereotypes, one post at a time.

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Tob said:

I just started coughing one day and had shortness of breath. I'm beat up but was always in good shape and don't drink or smoke - never did. I was coughing so hard I was seeing stars. Dry cough. Two doctors visits and was being treated for a throat infection, which I didn't have. Still coughing a lot I went back for a third visit in two months. They gave me an ekg and after looking at the results my doctor herself took me to the ER. She though I was having a heart attack. After 3 hrs they realized it was an aneurysm. Plenty of testing after that and I knew I had to go under the knife.

Not happy with the facilities in Buffalo, I called Cleveland Clinic and made an appointment. A few back and forth visits and a date was chosen, some 6 months later. Huge risk that it could burst in the meantime but there is a long line and you have to wait your turn. Not gonna lie, it was a brutal procedure but CC made it doable. I've since had a pleural effusion, gall bladder removed, and a stroke in my left eye. And I take plenty of meds. I'm strong again but ready if I suffer another system failure. So the photography is a welcome distraction.



The valve procedure was secondary to the aneurysm issue. Basically, they lower your body temperature on a table, slice your chest vertically, grind through your sternum so they can open up your chest cavity, clamp off your heart after linking the arteries in your neck to a giant machine to keep your brain alive, then they squeeze the life out of your heart, completely stopping it, and then the cutting and suturing begins. When you wake up you wish you were dead. It is as rough as it gets, not gonna lie.

I got lucky somehow. Every single girl, and I mean this truthfully, that took care of me in ICU was a knockout. My wife wondered who did the hiring. I had to learn how to walk again and couldn't speak for days. I was in bed for over a week and a half. They were constantly doing things to me and not many of them were enjoyable. I was given all kinds of injections and meds and connected to machines in a dozen or so different ways. The fentanyl was next level - I saw Jesus twice, in my room, staring at me. Nobody else did so I figured I must be special because I haven't gone to church since 1973.

Anyway, if anybody here needs help with something like this you go right ahead and contact me. I'll do anything I can to help.

Now that Jesus has my back, we should probably get back to the bewbies. He still hasn't said anything to me so he must be good with a healthy appreciation of the female anatomy.

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BrunotheBoxer said:

I remember you going through this shit. I’m sorry about it all. How old are you?
I don’t think I could do it. I don’t think I’d be as strong as you were.

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SVTdreamin04 said:

Bruno being nice? This is scary.


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BrunotheBoxer said:

I remember you going through this shit. I’m sorry about it all. How old are you?
I don’t think I could do it. I don’t think I’d be as strong as you were.

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Tob said:

I've lived to be 28 twice now.

You go through a lot of testing. I'd drive 4 hrs to Cleveland and go into their heart center and have appointments in 6 different areas. I sat down in a room full of people and a woman came down and sat directly in front of me, facing me and only a few feet away. She had her head cut open, all the way around her scalp and then closed back up. On eyebrow was way up high and only one eye worked from what I could tell. She had staples all the way around her head. I had a ****ing tear in my eye and asked her if she was ok. She kind of smiled at me and looked away. After seeing what she went through I didn't feel that bad at all anymore about what I was going to go through.

I'll tell you what. When you go home and start to recover, you feel like nothing can hurt you. Once you've been through something along these lines you feel like the reaper is afraid of you and not the other way around. He had his chance and now he's leaving you alone. For a little while anyway.

The only scary moment is when you lie naked on the cutting room table in front of 8 or 9 people surrounding you, staring at you, watching you fade off. They chill your body quite a bit and things start to happen rapidly but yet you feel like everything is in slow motion. Then BAM - your eyes are open and there is a new group doing shit to you and you feel like what frankenstein would have gone through. Your perspective is now completely different. Having been dead and then brought back to life via the knife, you realize just how important a nice piece of ass really is.

Lol.

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Tob said:

I've lived to be 28 twice now.

You go through a lot of testing. I'd drive 4 hrs to Cleveland and go into their heart center and have appointments in 6 different areas. I sat down in a room full of people and a woman came down and sat directly in front of me, facing me and only a few feet away. She had her head cut open, all the way around her scalp and then closed back up. On eyebrow was way up high and only one eye worked from what I could tell. She had staples all the way around her head. I had a ****ing tear in my eye and asked her if she was ok. She kind of smiled at me and looked away. After seeing what she went through I didn't feel that bad at all anymore about what I was going to go through.

I'll tell you what. When you go home and start to recover, you feel like nothing can hurt you. Once you've been through something along these lines you feel like the reaper is afraid of you and not the other way around. He had his chance and now he's leaving you alone. For a little while anyway.

The only scary moment is when you lie naked on the cutting room table in front of 8 or 9 people surrounding you, staring at you, watching you fade off. They chill your body quite a bit and things start to happen rapidly but yet you feel like everything is in slow motion. Then BAM - your eyes are open and there is a new group doing shit to you and you feel like what frankenstein would have gone through. Your perspective is now completely different. Having been dead and then brought back to life via the knife, you realize just how important a nice piece of ass really is.

Lol.

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Beach season has begun


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