You think youhave problems? I’m divorced, I’m all alone, I have nothing to live for, and my Goddam football team sucks!
Bah, humbug!
(And the Penguins aren’t gonna win the Stanley Cup, and then I’m reallygonna be pissed off.)
My football AND basketball teams suck more. Our NHL team became irrelevant when they were taken off free TV long before most people got cable. Thank God for the Chicago Fire soccer team and Wolves hockey team.
shakes dropzone’s hand with as much warmth as she thinks she can get away with
You win!
Too bad there’s no prize.
But thanks for playing anyway. 
This is definitely one of those days. Mr. Sophie is a real bozo, I have an upset stomach, and I just had to tell my boss how to spell foreword. Three times in a row.
The world can Fuck Off And Die today.
dropzone ignores his usual revulsion at being touched and shakes chique’s hand warmly
Well, as a happily engaged New York Yankee fan who likes his job and enjoys many wonderful leisure activities each and every day, I just want to say…
Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!
I also enjoy being one of the things that piss people off.
Whoo boy, is my life complete now, or what?
Um… I’m your virtual daughter… I’m not dating anyone right now, I am a Certified Virgin[sup]TM[/sup], my grades are up, I do the dishes, my laundry, and windows. I do not run a porn site out of my bedroom, I too am repulsed by physical contact, and I think perky people should be shot. I singlehandedly neutralize your wife’s shrewishness, and provide you with the original Scottimom[sup]TM[/sup]. Puppies fear me. Kittens cease to shed when I walk by. Children cower in terror. Their mothers are jealous. Fathers look on in awe.
FOR I AM THE UBERDAUGHTER!!!
Feel better?
Sorry, already have one. Although the only way she’s getting into the U of C is if I win the lotto and make a large endowment first. No porn site, either, but she writes suggestive Harry Potter stories. Her mother all over…
Wife isn’t shrewish. More like “prone to see the negative side of things.” Which I need, the moronic Pollyanna I usually am.
You know, this isn’t really a Pit thread anymore. I should swear more.
Great. Now I can be pissed off for getting absolutely nothing for being right.
I’ll just add this to my list of crappy things that have happened in the past 2 months like (1) my husband lost his job, (2) my husband’s stepfather died, (3) my company treats me like dirt, (4) my company treats me like dirt, (5) my company…oh well, never mind.
dropzone said:
My baseball team sucks, my college football team sucks, and Pittsburgh doesn’t even havean NBA team. So there! 
tiggeril said:
So who certifies that, anyway? 
Well, he responded privately to the email address about half way down my post, so I feel vaguely obliged to not to name him publicly. I’m sure gossip will get around eventually. Assuming this goes anywhere and he isn’t 45 minutes late for dinner again. Grrr. I HATE that.
However, I guess I should talk to your wife…one of my exboyfiends said I was capable of finding the worst in any situation.
So, MysterEcks, where do you live? Are you punctual?
Um, unfortunately, the grapevine is sometimes slow. So you’ll have to email me with his name. I promise I won’t tell, heheheh.
As for his tardiness, there are many worse qualities in a person.
xtal said:
MysterEcks lives in the hinterland of Western Pennsylvania. MysterEcks is punctual in the sense that he usually manages to arrive the same day he was supposed to. MysterEcks also has no idea why he is writing in the third person.
waves at dropzone, silently praying that waves don’t add to his pissiness
I guess now we know where your name comes from
Another reference to an explanation of my name that I don’t understand. Please elucidate.
And why the fuck haven’t the mods moved this thread into MPSIMS since its almost immediate collapse into niceness?
Howdy again Dropzone,
I can’t get into the Member’s page to find your address, so I am afraid you will just have to suffer.
While there are many worse things than being late…it’s one of those big red buttons with “don’t push this” on it for me. The problem with serial monogamy is that you pay for somebody else’s failings. My ex-fiancée (did I get the gender right?) could be on time for anyone but me and it pissed me off so much, I still have an unreasonable reaction to people being late or standing me up. I know it’s wrong to punish other people for thatfuckingratbastard’s sins, so I try not to make a big deal out of it, but it still makes me angry.
Perhaps you’re suffering from that WWF disease, “Do you smell what The Rock is cookin’?”