Anything but having to go through life, “Fat, drunk and stupid.”
“There is only one basic human right, the right to do as you damn well please. And with it comes the only basic human duty, the duty to take the consequences.”
~P.J. O’Rourke~
Byzantine,
that’s FINE by me!
Just seeing what all the fuss is about…
urp.
JMcC, San Francisco, JJM’s page from the Bay
If I were a baseball player, and I got beaned by a fastball, I wouldn’t want medical attention. I’d want my limp, lifeless body flung to 1st, cause, dammit, I earned it!
Just seeing what all the fuss is about…
urp.
JMcC, San Francisco, JJM’s page from the Bay
If I were a baseball player, and I got beaned by a fastball, I wouldn’t want medical attention. I’d want my limp, lifeless body flung to 1st, cause, dammit, I earned it!
jjtm,
now look here - if we all posted twice, this thread wouldn’t be 695 posts long it would be…hey, can I get a beer over here!
In the bathtub of history, the truth is harder to hold than the soap… (Pratchett)
Glee– I think the bill for the beer is around about 5K… you SURE you are okay with this? I’m getting ready to have about 10 more kegs delivered to the house for when the guys arrive… what’s the ETA?
*The night is dark. The air is cold and still. Crickets xhirp, and a wolf howls at the full moon.
Suddenly, the animals fall silent. There is no sound whatsoever. The ground slowly crumbles, then falls still once again. There is a pause, as if the woods are holding their breath. All at once, the ground in a half mile radius shoots upward twenty feet into the air.
Something, some THING, crawls out of the ground. fresh earth falling off of it. The THING turns it’s head, and begins to crawl/slither. It leaves a trail of beer cans, drunk Straight Dopers, and spit behind it.*
What rough Thread, it’s hour come at last, slouches towards Salt Lake City to be born?
We’re baaaaaack!!!
You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.
*The night is dark. The air is cold and still. Crickets xhirp, and a wolf howls at the full moon.
Suddenly, the animals fall silent. There is no sound whatsoever. The ground slowly crumbles, then falls still once again. There is a pause, as if the woods are holding their breath. All at once, the ground in a half mile radius shoots upward twenty feet into the air.
Something, some THING, crawls out of the ground. fresh earth falling off of it. The THING turns it’s head, and begins to crawl/slither. It leaves a trail of beer cans, drunk Straight Dopers, and spit behind it.*
What rough Thread, it’s hour come at last, slouches towards Salt Lake City to be born?
We’re baaaaaack!!!
You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.
Yo! Great party (Rrrrrriiiiippppp!)
Anybody for a hawker distance contest while we look at the car? Hey UB, got any Red Dog?
Wow, the thread was so anxious to be reborn, it posted twice! Go figure!
Anyway, let’s go join them women over there. If slasher films have taught me anything, it’s that girls dancing around in their underwear always want a bunch of drunk guys to join them!
You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.
Byzantine,
$5000 for beer - no problem:
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I can put it on my credit card. Then get a new credit card next month and pay the old credit card from that…
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Hey, I earn in £’s, and there are over $4 to every £ (what do you mean, not any more?!)
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I can sell the movie rights to guy stuff (what really worries me is that somebody will)
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look, with all the gorgeous, intelligent SDMB women having a pillow fight in their lingerie … that’s worth $5,000!
::continuing the “Animal House” jokes, Flounder bounces up and down chortling, "This is greeeaaat! while the Deathmobile lays rubber on the road::
OhhhKAY, we have chicks in lingerie gearing up for a pillow fight, Chief Scott has an entire battle group of horny sailors steaming in, there’s a drunk English guy w/ a usable credit card…
Dare we hope that Guy Stuff is back?
Damn, I’m so happy I want to go blow something up. Hot damn skippy, we’ve already wreaked havoc on assorted moose and nuns! Looks like the party is going coastal and the manatees are looking real nervous…
Veb
(In my best Gene Wilder voice) <It’s alive!* Guy Stuff, that is.
I think I’ll mosey over and check out the ingenues in lingerie. And if a wet t-shirt contest breaks out, just remember: Skin to Win!
Of course, my post would’ve made alot more sense if I had included the quote: It’s alive!
Somebody said, “Let’s go look at the cars.”
Anybody who drives anything with more than two wheels on it is a PUSSY!!!
Put somethin’ excitin’ between your legs: A MOTORCYCLE!!!
VVRROOOOOMMMMM*MMMMMMM**MMMMMMMM!!!
>< DARWIN >
__L___L
Let’s try that again.
VVRRROOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!
>< DARWIN >
__L___L
You call it a motorcycle - I call it the world’s most expensive vibrator - and you can deal me in!
The things that come to those that wait may be the things
left by those who got there first.
Welcome aboard, Sassy girl. Hope you don’t mind ridin’ on the back.
You are a girl, aren’t you?
>< DARWIN >
__L___L
Hey Seale… how drunk are ya…the beer can hit the mouse twice… 
I opened the door, and look who I found. Damn I’m good
… girl doesn’t begin to describe it!
** poufs her hair and smiles **