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I knew he would.
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Now that is another reason why Tom is Peep of the Year material.
- This brings the list to....
- ME
- Archrival Joe Collins
- Insidious Advisor Bob Wojcik
- Peep of the Year 2006 Tommy McMahon
Now that is another reason why Tom is Peep of the Year material.
Weekly recap
date workout
2/11 18.2 miles biking, 160 jump ropes curls while biking
2/13 12.3 miles biking, 135 jump ropes, 60 situps curls while biking
2/15 1.5 mile run 60 situps
2/17 10 mile bike 212 jump ropes 60 situps ! curls while biking
Do you think this scares me Joe? You're going to have to jump a lot more rope before you jangle the nerves of this Mountain of a Man.Can you believe all the snow in North Conway, we have been going up every weekend, and no one believes me when I tell them the snow banks at our house are 12 feet plus. Saw your adorable grandson on Thursday, dropped of some more of Ethans clothes for him to wear this spring.

Sounds like one of them dreams from Joseph of biblical times, you know, seven years of feast, seven years of famine.
I spose you best stock up on the pepto. Just one fellers thinking. Maybe start advising that picaninny governor you gots up there, them folks is all for such voo doo. Make some cash, grab a pension out of it.
Proaction thinking, best done on the latrine.
I applaud yer return to your garage roots. That garage is a place where a man can do some thinking, and the epoxy and lacquer essences can put your mind on a God plane of knowing things.
Winter time too. I tells you what, grasshopper, you get that cat in there to russle up some varmints. Aimin' to hone your arts of war? Then have a snort or three of clear likker and sit in that fume hood. You watch that cat hunt them field mice, and you shall see the face of God. Pilgrim, I kid you not. But dont put on Burt Bacharach's Greatest Hits and start rummaging through the missus clothing storage. The EMTs told me I nearly asphyxiated myself in those panty hose and pumps. Not good.
J.
I would like to know what the man of all men gets his ladyfriend, Joanne, for Valentine's day.
So literally a half hour ago I came accross your daughter at the Boston Sports Club. I asked her about her Valentine's day plans, to which she replied she had none. So I thought I might ask her to be my Valentine. She quickly and harshly refused my request. So she would rather have no Valentine than be my Valentine. She couldn't even show some pitty and say yes even if she didn't mean it. You would think a former Peep of the Year would have all sorts of Valentine's offers and Peep groupies. Go figure.
-McMahon


I smells me a race traitor.
Look, Grandpa has a Kwanza present for little Will. Its a doo rag and Glock 9. Now let's hold hands and sing 'Swing Low' aoround the tribal spears.
How friggin' quaint.
Jesus, give thems eyes to see.

Makes him all the more favored by this native son. Be he a papist, though. And calling the dame playin' police woman 'sugar tits', well that is down right folksy.
I might just have to step in on this J. and beat each on of you by at least an HOUR. I'm aiming for Lance Armstrong in this year's Boston and have kept good pace on it so far. My time is looking to improve from last year's 3:08:12 (with a blown out knee in the last 3 or 4 miles) to an estimated 2:45:00. I'm up to 17 miles already in my training and I'm thinking of breaking the 20 mile marker this Sunday.
You challenged the Peeps and now I'm here to represent. 2 marathons in one year, no biggie.
See you in D.C.