Don’t know what happened, so it doesn’t bother me.
Be welcome. Enjoy your stay.
Don’t know what happened, so it doesn’t bother me.
Be welcome. Enjoy your stay.
Crunchy- he was saying that Really not all that Bright used to have the username dutchboy208, but he shortened his username to “Really” while saying so, thus the source of your confusion, methinks.
Also, welcome to the boards, Keira! Enjoy your stay.
AH!!! That makes a lot more sense! I thought he was saying I “really was known as…” Ok, I’m gonna go chat up the pencil sharpener now. I may learn something.
Send the pencil shavings my regards.
Well, if one really wants to find out if he is the original Crunchy, start making cracks about Stan the Man, and see what happens.
I had to do that, too, in high school French. Except we had to reproduce a French impressionist work. And we only had to write five sentences about the artist (en français, bien sûr), no presentation.
There’s NOTHING to crack about Stan the Man! And that’s Mr. Musial to you! What are you a gag Cubs fan or something?! Your kind make me sick. You excrement! Stan Musial is a saint and the only man over 60 who’s leg I would gladly hump in public!
(BTW, that reminds me I wanted to start a baseball thread.)
And this is why I love you.
Cubs fan!!
OUCH!!
No, I prefer to root for teams that can win a World Series more than once a century.
I was born a Dodger fan, and due to my moving to Minnesota, the Twins promptly won a Series in 87’(remember that one Cruchy) and 91’.
Hmmm, I lost an ‘n’ somewhere.
Ah, a Dodger fan. You know Musial used to beat the hell out of the Brooklyn Dodgers and that, in fact, is how he got his nickname.
And yes, I remember the 1987 Series, but not nearly as vividly as I remember shudder shudder 1985 Series. At least in 87 the Twins won without help from the umpires.
Thanks, I think…
That would be me. There are about a dozen threads regarding my name change floating around in the depths of MPSIMS.
Yes, I meant that in a complimentary way, but due to my being inebriated it may not have come off quite like that. I just wanted to say that you come across as a fun college kid (which you are), while Crunchy doesn’t come across as still being in college. No harm intended. I like reading your posts.
So. How many men between the ages of 55 and 59 (inclusive) would you hump in public? How about men between the ages of 45 and 54? (Names would be appreciated.)
Yeah, but in '91 they had help from the ceiling fan or whatever it was Kirby Puckett went on about a year or two ago. “Home-field” advantage my heinie.
Yeah, and remember it was the fan that blew Ron Gant off of first base, Kent Hrbek didn’t pull him, he just tagged him out.
I just checked out the other thread, the one with Blonde Keir in a bikini.
Hi Blonde Keir. How you doin’?
Actually, Tom has explained (in a thread started by a curious Doper and titled something like Is there a Debb? Does she ever post?) that his username would be properly written out as “Tom and Deb B.”, with the capital B standing for their mutual surname. Deb uses the computer for various things, but posting to newsgroups/message boards is not among them. Tom isn’t the type to come up with clever aliases, so he simply uses part of his and Deb’s e-mail address as a screen name, then signs his posts ~ Tom to let readers know that they’re perusing the words of a man, and that any replies can be directed to Tom.
What, pray tell, in my questions to you precipitated this sarcastic response? I was merely wondering what [/]type * of language class would require its students to paint, as I haven’t before seen a juxtaposition of the two, and I was wondering what happened to the students who were unable to paint. I don’t see where “mm… ours” and rolleyes are justified.
Please enlighten, or are you just that way by nature?
Crunchy, I’m 42 next month, want to hump my leg (only dry humps, please)?
Punha, the Shibblets have mentioned you about 10-20 times in the past month.
Them: “Can we go to Chicago?”
Me: “Why do you want to go to Chicago?”
Them: “So Patrick can pick us by our ears”
Me: “Patrick doesn’t live in Chicago. He lives in Virginia. We’re going to Florida”
Them: “Will Patrick be there?”
Me: “I don’t know, maybe he comes to Florida some times”
Them: “Can he be the prehistoric Patrick?”
Me: “Maybe, I don’t know.”
and so on…