FRISITTO, I don’t know. He called me Friday morning at 1:30AM and he knows I have to rise at 3:30AM so I hung up on him.
Comment by forged rite ponders the meaning of it all on March 31, 2008 1:40 am
What the hell is it with people on the internet not knowing how to spell the word “lose”? They always spell it with two o’s.
Example -
If we don’t get a run in the 9th inning, we’ll loose the game.
Comment by forged rite is ronery so ronery on March 31, 2008 2:48 am
Everybody asleep? Guess i’ll amuse myself -
There is a man that just got done eating dinner and he was on his way to a party.
Half way there he said, “man i really gotta take a dump.” he got off the freeway, found an abandoned gas station went in there and took a dump.
While he was taking this dump he read a sign that said “There is no toilet paper… You have to wipe your ass with your first two fingers, then stick them out the hole and they will be licked clean for you.”
Well, he had no choice so he wiped his ass with his fingers and stuck them out the hole.
All of a sudden a guy with two bricks smacked his fingers.
The man screamed with pain and licked his own fingers.
It should be “If WickedPinto Were an M&M”. Just sayin’. (It’s so hard to be snarky with someone so nice.)
Comment by forged rite is ronery so ronery on March 31, 2008 2:58 am
An Indian tracker is taking some pioneers through the plains in the mid-1800’s. Suddenly he stops and points. “Bear have babies.” He says.
One of the younger pioneers runs up and asks, “How’d you know that!?.”
“I know these things,” replied the Indian.
They continue their journey, and a little while later the Indian stops, points, and says, “deer tracks.”
“How’d you know that!?” asks the young pioneer once again.
“I know these things.”
After another hour of journeying, the Indian jumps of his horse and puts his ear to the ground. “Buffalo come.”
“How’d you know that!?”
“Ear wet.”
Comment by forged rite is ronery so ronery on March 31, 2008 3:09 am
A guy goes to pick up his date for the evening. She’s not ready yet, so he has to sit in the living room with her parents.
He has a bad case of gas and really needs to releive some pressure.
Luckly, the family dog jumps up on the couch next to him. He decides that he can let a little fart out and if anyone notices they will think that the dog did it.
He farts, and the woman yells, “Spot, get down from there.”
The guy thinks, “Great, they think the dog did it.” He releases another fart, and the woman again yells for the dog to get down.
This goes on for a couple more farts. Finally the woman yells, “Dammit Spot, get down before he shits on you.”
Actually, Musli, I had *were* originally, then changed it since I didn’t have the traditional *would* or should* to finish the sentence. That, and I really think WP could be a nut M&M.
I’m also going to blame you all day for reliving my diagramming nightmares. Anyone else here old enough to even remember diagramming?? I hated it.
You just can’t sneak anything past our Resident Snarker
Crap. Just crap. Diagramming reminded me of fountain pens. Those were invented in hell. I always got the leaky cartridges.
Leave it to Musli to make me feel old as a dinosaur.
I would have you know, sir, that, with all due respect, PA started it!
Iffin i wasn’t so proud of having the mostest hated man on the blogs deigning to bless us with his presence, I would ban your sorry ass for this slander, suh!
PJM, links to the Thanks, Nancy thread at Ace’s are in my comments on the Fitna post at Ace’s. And to the Steven Seagal stars in … threads and contest.
No info on DiT’s Monkey Airport. How about helping a brother out?
We split a beef and cheddar and some of those jalepeno popper thingys. Might not have been a good idea.
I can say, though, that I have never seen someone who has only had two drinks in a night puke so much. Then, being a nice guy and following her twenty miles back to her place way out in the boondocks and driving all the way back at three in the morning because spending the night was really not an option at that point — pretty much sucked.
She did make a funny while she was heaved over on the side of the road spewing lobster and Arby’s sauce all over the place — “I guess a goodnight kiss is out of the question?”
“I guess a goodnight kiss is out of the question?”
Kinda depends on where she wanted to kiss you, I’d guess.
Seriously, she had seafood and alcohol? That combo makes my wife puke every time. We were coming home from my office Christmas party a few years back and we had to pull over on the side of the road like 3 times so she could puke.
We ended up going to the nearest hotel so she could sleep it off for a few hours before continuing on home.
Longer story is funnier, but anyway, my wife never mixes seafood and alcohol anymore and she has not had a problem like that since.
We ate a LOT of different things, we went to one of those small plates type restaurants. So, not sure if it was just the lobster. It would be one thing if she was drunk, but she only had a couple of drinks so I can’t blame it on her being a lush.
She was pretty embarrassed and I told her not to worry about it, that we’d have to try again to make sure that it’s not me that makes her sick.
On another note, some muslim troll just shit all over PJM’s blog. Crazy stuff.
Getting ready for the first pitch at Wrigley. Woo hoo!
The rain stopped just long enough for them to at least start the game. So, once again, in this 100th year since the Cubbies won the World Series, I will get my hopes up only to have them dashed come September — or late June.
PA: I think you and I would be most confident in wagging our finger at and chiding South Park, as it should be “What would Brian Boitano do if he were here today” rather than “What would Brian Boitano do if he was here today”. Tsk tsk.
PJM: May I suggest you try to attract weird trolls that stay and fight? It was very anticlimactic to go over and rant to a troll who won’t come back. How else am I to mock him/her/it?
No surprise I’m stuck snarking and boring you all.
That chick was weird. Did any of you click on her little linky and check her out? If you do, check out her “about” section. She just looks so, so normal.
And then she has a whole section about “reich wing” trolls.scary chick man
Heh. How is ol’ Wicked doing these days?
FRISITTO, I don’t know. He called me Friday morning at 1:30AM and he knows I have to rise at 3:30AM so I hung up on him.
What the hell is it with people on the internet not knowing how to spell the word “lose”? They always spell it with two o’s.
Example -
If we don’t get a run in the 9th inning, we’ll loose the game.
Everybody asleep? Guess i’ll amuse myself -
There is a man that just got done eating dinner and he was on his way to a party.
Half way there he said, “man i really gotta take a dump.” he got off the freeway, found an abandoned gas station went in there and took a dump.
While he was taking this dump he read a sign that said “There is no toilet paper… You have to wipe your ass with your first two fingers, then stick them out the hole and they will be licked clean for you.”
Well, he had no choice so he wiped his ass with his fingers and stuck them out the hole.
All of a sudden a guy with two bricks smacked his fingers.
The man screamed with pain and licked his own fingers.
Eeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwww!
It should be “If WickedPinto Were an M&M”. Just sayin’. (It’s so hard to be snarky with someone so nice.)
An Indian tracker is taking some pioneers through the plains in the mid-1800’s. Suddenly he stops and points. “Bear have babies.” He says.
One of the younger pioneers runs up and asks, “How’d you know that!?.”
“I know these things,” replied the Indian.
They continue their journey, and a little while later the Indian stops, points, and says, “deer tracks.”
“How’d you know that!?” asks the young pioneer once again.
“I know these things.”
After another hour of journeying, the Indian jumps of his horse and puts his ear to the ground. “Buffalo come.”
“How’d you know that!?”
“Ear wet.”
A guy goes to pick up his date for the evening. She’s not ready yet, so he has to sit in the living room with her parents.
He has a bad case of gas and really needs to releive some pressure.
Luckly, the family dog jumps up on the couch next to him. He decides that he can let a little fart out and if anyone notices they will think that the dog did it.
He farts, and the woman yells, “Spot, get down from there.”
The guy thinks, “Great, they think the dog did it.” He releases another fart, and the woman again yells for the dog to get down.
This goes on for a couple more farts. Finally the woman yells, “Dammit Spot, get down before he shits on you.”
Har. And now to bed.
Actually, Musli, I had *were* originally, then changed it since I didn’t have the traditional *would* or should* to finish the sentence. That, and I really think WP could be a nut M&M.
I’m also going to blame you all day for reliving my diagramming nightmares. Anyone else here old enough to even remember diagramming?? I hated it.
You just can’t sneak anything past our Resident Snarker
Crap. Just crap. Diagramming reminded me of fountain pens. Those were invented in hell. I always got the leaky cartridges.
Leave it to Musli to make me feel old as a dinosaur.
After another hour of journeying, the Indian jumps of his horse and puts his ear to the ground. “Buffalo come.”
Bleeeeech
Har. And now to bed.
Interesting………what on earth was geoff doing up so late. hhhhmmmmmmmm
I hope that juxtaposition of observations is coincidental.
In any case, I’m always up to 3 in the morning, plus or minus an hour. Just my natural sleep cycle.
to = until
I hope that juxtaposition of observations is coincidental.
Oh like I know what that means.
I love fountain pens. Love them so much.
Well, leaky ones are bad. But otherwise, oh they’re fantabulous.
Check out:
http://www.joonpens.com/
I love fountain pens. Love them so much.
Are we becoming like Kevlarchick’s blog now? Juts a place to drop random, disconnected thoughts?
Strawberry jelly is my favorite.
I like Santa Claus
Turns out the moon is NOT, in fact, made of cheese.
I would have you know, sir, that, with all due respect, PA started it! She hates on fountain pens. So sad, really.
My big toe is not opposable.
I think the glue on envelopes tastes bad
My big toe is not opposable.
I oppose it. Yes, I certainly do.
I would have you know, sir, that, with all due respect, PA started it!
Iffin i wasn’t so proud of having the mostest hated man on the blogs deigning to bless us with his presence, I would ban your sorry ass for this slander, suh!
I oppose it. Yes, I certainly do.
This issue is not up for discussion.
monkey toes
I’ll poke your eye out.
Bacon.
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
m&m&m&m&m&m&m&m&m&m&m
Jeff
FLAVIN!
Cubbies!!!
I’m eating Oreos.
Took the redhead out for a nice dinner Saturday night. She showed her appreciation by puking all over the place on the way home.
She showed her appreciation by puking all over the place on the way home.
Took her out to Denny’s, did ya?
I didn’t say a “fancy” dinner.
“Stapler” is a funny word
That’s my stapler.
Sorry, I forgot that you are currently between careers and a fancy-schmancy place like Denny’s would probably be a real budget-buster for ya.
So, how many packages of Arby’s relish and ketchup did she eat before you got kicked out for not ordering anything?
What’s nice nowadays? A leaf of lettuce and half a pea?
“peas will give you gas”. Kudos to anyone who can tell where I got that from.
The Koran?
I like Home Depot.
Cheese. And sex bolts.
PJM, links to the Thanks, Nancy thread at Ace’s are in my comments on the Fitna post at Ace’s. And to the Steven Seagal stars in … threads and contest.
No info on DiT’s Monkey Airport. How about helping a brother out?
I may be jobless, but I am not yet penniless.
We split a beef and cheddar and some of those jalepeno popper thingys. Might not have been a good idea.
I can say, though, that I have never seen someone who has only had two drinks in a night puke so much. Then, being a nice guy and following her twenty miles back to her place way out in the boondocks and driving all the way back at three in the morning because spending the night was really not an option at that point — pretty much sucked.
GU.
Geographically undesirable.
because
spending the nightgetting laid was really not an option at that point — pretty much sucked.Fixed that for you.
Not a big fan of puke breath — so yeah.
She did make a funny while she was heaved over on the side of the road spewing lobster and Arby’s sauce all over the place — “I guess a goodnight kiss is out of the question?”
Ernie Banks rocks.
RED ROVER RED ROVER SEND PAJAMA MOMMA ON OVER!!
“I guess a goodnight kiss is out of the question?”
Kinda depends on where she wanted to kiss you, I’d guess.
Seriously, she had seafood and alcohol? That combo makes my wife puke every time. We were coming home from my office Christmas party a few years back and we had to pull over on the side of the road like 3 times so she could puke.
We ended up going to the nearest hotel so she could sleep it off for a few hours before continuing on home.
Longer story is funnier, but anyway, my wife never mixes seafood and alcohol anymore and she has not had a problem like that since.
We ate a LOT of different things, we went to one of those small plates type restaurants. So, not sure if it was just the lobster. It would be one thing if she was drunk, but she only had a couple of drinks so I can’t blame it on her being a lush.
She was pretty embarrassed and I told her not to worry about it, that we’d have to try again to make sure that it’s not me that makes her sick.
On another note, some muslim troll just shit all over PJM’s blog. Crazy stuff.
mesa, wasn’t this your second date with Red?
Getting ready for the first pitch at Wrigley. Woo hoo!
The rain stopped just long enough for them to at least start the game. So, once again, in this 100th year since the Cubbies won the World Series, I will get my hopes up only to have them dashed come September — or late June.
Yup, second official date. We hung out on St. Patty’s Day, but that was not a formal occasion.
“RED ROVER RED ROVER SEND PAJAMA MOMMA ON OVER!!”
That had me GLARing.
“some muslim troll just shit all over PJM’s blog”
♬ There she goes to save the daaaaaay, this means that UnderDog is on her waaaaaay ♫
On another note, some muslim troll just shit all over PJM’s blog. Crazy stuff.
Really? Sounds like fun. *evil grin*
Fukudome!!!!
RED ROVER RED ROVER SEND PAJAMA MOMMA ON OVER!!
Wha?
Did you not play that in grade school?
Did you go to grade school?
Why you hatin on me?
I no hatin!!
I jus axing.
oh no you dint
Marie Osmond is hot.
Chikin.
She is hot.
Felix Pie.
Love child
Ginger bastard
This must have been pre-yak…
http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/51/21/23382151.jpg
I swear, I want to shun anyone who says “aks” instead of “ask”. S before K!
PA: I think you and I would be most confident in wagging our finger at and chiding South Park, as it should be “What would Brian Boitano do if he were here today” rather than “What would Brian Boitano do if he was here today”. Tsk tsk.
S BEFORE K!
*sigh*
Eat your heart out, PJM. I’m the one who gets to wag fingers with Musli.
FINE!!!!! I don’t even know what you’re talking about, but I’m certain if I did, I’d e upset!
HAHAHAHA Bottoms Up
The bottoms up…good one.
PJM: May I suggest you try to attract weird trolls that stay and fight? It was very anticlimactic to go over and rant to a troll who won’t come back. How else am I to mock him/her/it?
No surprise I’m stuck snarking and boring you all.
Musli, I don’t think you’re boring at all. Very, very snarky, though.
That chick was weird. Did any of you click on her little linky and check her out? If you do, check out her “about” section. She just looks so, so normal.
And then she has a whole section about “reich wing” trolls.scary chick man
Did any of you click on her little linky and check her out?
I did after reading your comment. She was apparently booted off AOL forums before she started her blog. Pretty much a raving loonie.
Not that you couldn’t tell from her comment at your site.