Cranky - Please don’t ask me how I know this, but I don’t think Steve Perry is touring with the band.
BBJ - Who is being jealous and for what reason would they have for being jealous?
Cranky - Please don’t ask me how I know this, but I don’t think Steve Perry is touring with the band.
BBJ - Who is being jealous and for what reason would they have for being jealous?
You’re right Diane, no Steve Perry…although whoever they’ve got sounds A LOT like him!
:: laughing up sleeve at Cranky :: 
Well you know sweetie, I doubt that anything you could bring up or say would have much effect on many people. You haven’t exactly made too much of a creditable impression on many people.
It just stands to reason that when you start classifying people, you really need to have more than just their appearance as your judgement point.
But enough said, yep, I’m part of the bitch brigade and proud of it.
Right, because that would reveal what kind of white trash skank-ass whore you really are.
I understand.
Well I for one am shocked, simply shocked.
I can assure you this is not the normal behavior of concert-going blonde women regardless of their attire.
Did you ever stop to consider that the woman in question was merely trying to get an annoying little bottled blonde twit to quit staring at her ass?
Baaawwwaahhhhhh
Sure. Perfectly valid defense mechanism. Works for squids and skunks…
*Originally posted by BottledBlondJeanie *
Ummm… you mean “peep hole”?
Here’s a clue folks, it’s a pit thread mostly about farting. I don’t like you and you don’t like me, but I sure as hell don’t go following you around disagreeing with you to disagree with you. And I certainly don’t feel the need to bring my posse in.
It’s well known that y’all (Ultress, Diane and The Mermaid and others) as well as others are friends off the boards. But it’s fairly clear that you’re a bunch of catty bitches who feel like they need to deride others. You keep appearing in the same threads over and over again to make and remake the same points. Eventually, folks here that actualy see this place as FUN and INFORMATIVE rtaher than their own personal domain where they can be the arbiter of who posts will see through you as many already have. I’ve been here for years and yet my post count in below 400. Yet in several of the threads I’ve started the bitch brigade popped in.
It’s clear. You don’t like me. Realize that your decision to post in this thread is mostly out of sheer dislike for me and my opinions. Take some of your own advice and think twice about posting and be a reasonable adult.
I dunno Cranky, ever since I dyed my hair dark and stopped with the bottle bleach blonde, I sorta lost my taste for has-been rock bands.
Can I still be a skanky-ass whore on the weekends or does that void my membership?
As someone who has bleached blonde hair that is white as the driven snow, I take offense to this entire thread. Offense! Offense, I say!
Mods, I demand that this thread be closed immediately!
This is what happens when I’ve been stuck in the office too long…
Yeah, but do ya have black roots and brittle pieces of your hair broken off on your shirt?
No, then SHADDAP 
Stuck here too God help me.
Well well well, three very separate and very different individuals have the audacity to disagree with you and now all of a sudden we are a posse? Please. Although I don’t dislike Diane or Ultress it would be a stretch to call us off board friends. I have never met, e-mailed or spoken to either IRL.
If so many people feel obliged to ridicule you for snarky remarks you should consider that maybe, just maybe, it might be you.
I am going to resist that very appropriate remark about the value of free advice and instead ask you to ponder your own words.**think twice about posting and be a reasonable adult. **
This thread reminds me I need to update my hair color.
Fine Mermaid, to you I apologize. I was wrong.
Fine. I’ll accept that apology in the spirit it was given.
Did it sound sarcastic? Didn’t mean it to…really
I’m sorry, just assumed y’all were friends off the boards as well as on and you know whats happens when you assume.
I went to a Billy Joel concert a couple years ago at the FU Center in Philly (then it was the CoreStates Center). A few rows in front of me (we were sitting in the lower level seats but not the floor) was a man who was so fat that he could not sit in the seat. He had to sit on the armrests. I felt so sorry for the people next to him and behind him.
Damn, I thought you might have a comma in the wrong place for a sec, but I see it makes sense both ways.