Mina Kimes
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Mina Kimes
Watch more daytime sports shows now that I'm retired....get up & first take in the morning, not so much mcafee, then nfl live at 4. I know 95 tunes into the view, cuz he talks about it obsessively. Lol.
We've talked some on this esteemed website about femal sportscasters, sideline reporters, etc. Gotta say Mina kimes on NFL live...that girl can talk football with anybody, the analysis, the technical knowledge...she knows her shit!
We've talked some on this esteemed website about femal sportscasters, sideline reporters, etc. Gotta say Mina kimes on NFL live...that girl can talk football with anybody, the analysis, the technical knowledge...she knows her shit!
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That too!!
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I’ve had better
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"I’ve had better"
The fact that who wrote the publicly means your actual ceiling is Amy Schumer.
Guys who routinely bang 9s and 10s don't talk about it. It's like Fight Club.
Whitlock has other thoughts:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=92lSlOt3So4
The fact that who wrote the publicly means your actual ceiling is Amy Schumer.
Guys who routinely bang 9s and 10s don't talk about it. It's like Fight Club.
Whitlock has other thoughts:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=92lSlOt3So4
The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently.
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She is a fugly hag. I won’t even watch her dumb movies.The fact that who wrote the publicly means your actual ceiling is Amy Schumer.
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Watched the whitlock piece, going on and on about kimes being referred to as a "nip" on Boston radio and feeling that that was bullshit. He's prob right about that. I think he's dead wrong about her football acumen. Link you posted, Dan, connected to another one where he's critical of molly querim and female sports broadcasters in general. He might be right about that too but a world of dif between these two ladies. Don't know if you've ever watched her on NFL Live, alongside orlovsky, Ryan Clark and Marcus spears but she certainly holds her own.Dan Smith--BYU wrote: ↑Thu Feb 13, 2025 1:03 am"I’ve had better"
The fact that who wrote the publicly means your actual ceiling is Amy Schumer.
Guys who routinely bang 9s and 10s don't talk about it. It's like Fight Club.
Whitlock has other thoughts:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=92lSlOt3So4
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I would also beg to differ with Whitlock that not playing the game is crucial. Cosell was great and never played the game.
However he does make some great points.
However he does make some great points.
The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently.
Nietzsche
Nietzsche
Mina and I met as a result of one of life's funny little happenstances.
Skillet Cafe off 6th Avenue in Seattle. One of those blustery days in late Spring when the changing of the seasons feels wholly present and forceful. I had ordered a chai tea at the counter but was advised they were out of the ingredients that day. That's when I noticed Mina, standing behind me in line wearing a frayed denim jacket and some black mules, with a glowing look of excited exasperation on her face, as she admitted that's what she was going to order as well.
On a whim, I asked her if she wanted to get a bite down the street instead. I mentioned a cozy local pub a short walk away that always has a welcoming but private feel. She gave me a quick look over, finally revealed a hint of a grin, and then eagerly agreed. The food I don't remember, but the conversation still stays with me. We talked of life and the barriers to realizing true happiness, methods to overcoming self-doubt, the magnetic but sad beauty of Appalachia, and why Mike Tomlin is completely in over his head and should retire before he significantly hurts his legacy.
The conversation bounced and a had a rhythm of a fine jazz number. I don't recall who suggested it, but eventually the alcohol started to flow. Mina has a playful, daring side, especially with a buzz, and I was eager to play along and try and match her. Needless to say, it wasn't long before we were properly minted. We grasped hands as we navigated our way back to my apartment through some narrow downtown alleys. We were carefree and completely lost in the moment.
An hour later, she was laid out on my bed as I squatted bare ass over top of her. "Swallow my stink" I begged, as I lowered my ass down to her welcoming mouth, and then ripped the nastiest fart of my life. In an instant, a musky wave of vinegar and rotten meat filled the room, but Mina happily gulped it down and asked for more. I ended up shitting myself multiple times.
Eventually, we passed out. Whether that was from the alcohol or the fumes I'll never know.
The next morning when I awoke, she was already gone. A folded note was left at the bedside table. "thanks 4 da farts -- Mina." I gave the note a long sniff before staggering back to the bathroom and taking the longest shower of my life.
Skillet Cafe off 6th Avenue in Seattle. One of those blustery days in late Spring when the changing of the seasons feels wholly present and forceful. I had ordered a chai tea at the counter but was advised they were out of the ingredients that day. That's when I noticed Mina, standing behind me in line wearing a frayed denim jacket and some black mules, with a glowing look of excited exasperation on her face, as she admitted that's what she was going to order as well.
On a whim, I asked her if she wanted to get a bite down the street instead. I mentioned a cozy local pub a short walk away that always has a welcoming but private feel. She gave me a quick look over, finally revealed a hint of a grin, and then eagerly agreed. The food I don't remember, but the conversation still stays with me. We talked of life and the barriers to realizing true happiness, methods to overcoming self-doubt, the magnetic but sad beauty of Appalachia, and why Mike Tomlin is completely in over his head and should retire before he significantly hurts his legacy.
The conversation bounced and a had a rhythm of a fine jazz number. I don't recall who suggested it, but eventually the alcohol started to flow. Mina has a playful, daring side, especially with a buzz, and I was eager to play along and try and match her. Needless to say, it wasn't long before we were properly minted. We grasped hands as we navigated our way back to my apartment through some narrow downtown alleys. We were carefree and completely lost in the moment.
An hour later, she was laid out on my bed as I squatted bare ass over top of her. "Swallow my stink" I begged, as I lowered my ass down to her welcoming mouth, and then ripped the nastiest fart of my life. In an instant, a musky wave of vinegar and rotten meat filled the room, but Mina happily gulped it down and asked for more. I ended up shitting myself multiple times.
Eventually, we passed out. Whether that was from the alcohol or the fumes I'll never know.
The next morning when I awoke, she was already gone. A folded note was left at the bedside table. "thanks 4 da farts -- Mina." I gave the note a long sniff before staggering back to the bathroom and taking the longest shower of my life.
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damn, that reads like a copypasta, but can't find the original for the life of me!
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Dear Penthouse Forum:
I never thought something like this would happen to me but,
Mina and I met as a result of one of life's funny little happenstances.
Skillet Cafe off 6th Avenue in Seattle. One of those blustery days in late Spring when the changing of the seasons feels wholly present and forceful. I had ordered a chai tea at the counter but was advised they were out of the ingredients that day. That's when I noticed Mina, standing behind me in line wearing a frayed denim jacket and some black mules, with a glowing look of excited exasperation on her face, as she admitted that's what she was going to order as well.
On a whim, I asked her if she wanted to get a bite down the street instead. I mentioned a cozy local pub a short walk away that always has a welcoming but private feel. She gave me a quick look over, finally revealed a hint of a grin, and then eagerly agreed. The food I don't remember, but the conversation still stays with me. We talked of life and the barriers to realizing true happiness, methods to overcoming self-doubt, the magnetic but sad beauty of Appalachia, and why Mike Tomlin is completely in over his head and should retire before he significantly hurts his legacy.
The conversation bounced and a had a rhythm of a fine jazz number. I don't recall who suggested it, but eventually the alcohol started to flow. Mina has a playful, daring side, especially with a buzz, and I was eager to play along and try and match her. Needless to say, it wasn't long before we were properly minted. We grasped hands as we navigated our way back to my apartment through some narrow downtown alleys. We were carefree and completely lost in the moment.
An hour later, she was laid out on my bed as I squatted bare ass over top of her. "Swallow my stink" I begged, as I lowered my ass down to her welcoming mouth, and then ripped the nastiest fart of my life. In an instant, a musky wave of vinegar and rotten meat filled the room, but Mina happily gulped it down and asked for more. I ended up shitting myself multiple times.
Eventually, we passed out. Whether that was from the alcohol or the fumes I'll never know.
The next morning when I awoke, she was already gone. A folded note was left at the bedside table. "thanks 4 da farts -- Mina." I gave the note a long sniff before staggering back to the bathroom and taking the longest shower of my life.
Dear Penthouse Forum:
I never thought something like this would happen to me but,
Mina and I met as a result of one of life's funny little happenstances.
Skillet Cafe off 6th Avenue in Seattle. One of those blustery days in late Spring when the changing of the seasons feels wholly present and forceful. I had ordered a chai tea at the counter but was advised they were out of the ingredients that day. That's when I noticed Mina, standing behind me in line wearing a frayed denim jacket and some black mules, with a glowing look of excited exasperation on her face, as she admitted that's what she was going to order as well.
On a whim, I asked her if she wanted to get a bite down the street instead. I mentioned a cozy local pub a short walk away that always has a welcoming but private feel. She gave me a quick look over, finally revealed a hint of a grin, and then eagerly agreed. The food I don't remember, but the conversation still stays with me. We talked of life and the barriers to realizing true happiness, methods to overcoming self-doubt, the magnetic but sad beauty of Appalachia, and why Mike Tomlin is completely in over his head and should retire before he significantly hurts his legacy.
The conversation bounced and a had a rhythm of a fine jazz number. I don't recall who suggested it, but eventually the alcohol started to flow. Mina has a playful, daring side, especially with a buzz, and I was eager to play along and try and match her. Needless to say, it wasn't long before we were properly minted. We grasped hands as we navigated our way back to my apartment through some narrow downtown alleys. We were carefree and completely lost in the moment.
An hour later, she was laid out on my bed as I squatted bare ass over top of her. "Swallow my stink" I begged, as I lowered my ass down to her welcoming mouth, and then ripped the nastiest fart of my life. In an instant, a musky wave of vinegar and rotten meat filled the room, but Mina happily gulped it down and asked for more. I ended up shitting myself multiple times.
Eventually, we passed out. Whether that was from the alcohol or the fumes I'll never know.
The next morning when I awoke, she was already gone. A folded note was left at the bedside table. "thanks 4 da farts -- Mina." I gave the note a long sniff before staggering back to the bathroom and taking the longest shower of my life.
The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently.
Nietzsche
Nietzsche
Texas Steel wrote: ↑Thu Feb 13, 2025 8:01 pmdamn, that reads like a copypasta, but can't find the original for the life of me!
It's a 100% a true story. You'd have to be absolutely out of your GD mind to make up something like that. Like Looney Tunes level batshit crazy.
Do you know how much of a f'n loser you'd have to be to get an idea like this, actually think it's funny, and then go on this long-winded, romanticized spiel about practically shitting in Mina Kimes' open mouth, and then actually posting it for the world to see? Do you know much of a f'n sad, pathetic, depraved, piece of human dog shit person you'd have to be to come up with something like this?
So yeah, I'm not proud of it, but it happened. And I will swear on the eyes of all the innocent children in the world that Mina Kimes left me a note that said "thanks 4 da farts - Mina" after I spent hours farting bare ass into her open mouth to the point where I ended up shitting myself multiple times.
BTW, what do you guys think about Preston Smith getting released?
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I 100% percent believe you think its true. It would have to be true in your mind to post it. Even from a poster that ruins about every thread they touch with that stupid moms basement attention grabbing shit. Dude, get some help!
Good OP thread RIP!
Good OP thread RIP!
That was a wonderful love story. I never heard of the broad, but looked her up. Who said Goddess? She's a 5. She must know her shit because she didn't get the jobs on her looks.
Happy Valentines Day!Steelersfan wrote: ↑Sat Feb 15, 2025 1:33 amI 100% percent believe you think its true. It would have to be true in your mind to post it. Even from a poster that ruins about every thread they touch with that stupid moms basement attention grabbing shit. Dude, get some help!
Good OP thread RIP!
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There are some copypastas that are this batshit insane and people on the internet ARE this f'n sad, pathetic, and depraved!tbsteel wrote: ↑Sat Feb 15, 2025 12:59 amTexas Steel wrote: ↑Thu Feb 13, 2025 8:01 pmdamn, that reads like a copypasta, but can't find the original for the life of me!
It's a 100% a true story. You'd have to be absolutely out of your GD mind to make up something like that. Like Looney Tunes level batshit crazy.
Do you know how much of a f'n loser you'd have to be to get an idea like this, actually think it's funny, and then go on this long-winded, romanticized spiel about practically shitting in Mina Kimes' open mouth, and then actually posting it for the world to see? Do you know much of a f'n sad, pathetic, depraved, piece of human dog shit person you'd have to be to come up with something like this?
So yeah, I'm not proud of it, but it happened. And I will swear on the eyes of all the innocent children in the world that Mina Kimes left me a note that said "thanks 4 da farts - Mina" after I spent hours farting bare ass into her open mouth to the point where I ended up shitting myself multiple times.
BTW, what do you guys think about Preston Smith getting released?
Great story. weird shit happens to all of us sometimes.
