Man of Constant Sorrow
Footballguy
Oh, I'm sure he hears that one too.Better than being told your face is hard to look at.
I bet.
And then mumbles some gibberish of sorts.
Oh, I'm sure he hears that one too.Better than being told your face is hard to look at.
I bet.
Nobody likes math, GB.I must have misunderstood. It sounded like you read two a day.
Edit: you did say you read two "on a daily basis." Which is like 60 articles a month.
You’re a low talker, huh?i've been told by no less than 3 people in the last month that my voice is "hard to hear"
wtf does that mean??![]()
apparently? but not a close talker so you can understand why people can't hear me.You’re a low talker, huh?
Just pay and support local news. Before you know it they’ll all be bought out and we’ll be getting our news from one source. We’re already well on our way.anyone have tips for circumventing newspaper paywalls?
i've tried incognito mode.. doesn't usually work.
i've tried google searching article links and opening the story cache.. works 25% of the time or less.
i'd like to read a couple stories in the local paper on a daily basis but not willing to spend the $13 a month for online access/home delivery. the sports section is typically about 6 pages and that's 50% of the total volume that isn't advertising. hard pass at that cost.
In some cases, the paywall goes away if you whitelist the site on your adblocker. Washington Post is like that. It gives you a choice of disabling your adblocker or buying a subscription.anyone have tips for circumventing newspaper paywalls?
i've tried incognito mode.. doesn't usually work.
i've tried google searching article links and opening the story cache.. works 25% of the time or less.
i'd like to read a couple stories in the local paper on a daily basis but not willing to spend the $13 a month for online access/home delivery. the sports section is typically about 6 pages and that's 50% of the total volume that isn't advertising. hard pass at that cost.
Take this to the math threadHenry Ford said:I must have misunderstood. It sounded like you read two a day.
Edit: you did say you read two "on a daily basis." Which is like 60 articles a month.
orSurely this is a typo ...
Fire Up Everybody!!!!![]()
Ah - nice use of a comma.or
Fire everybody, the flesh stoves are running low.
Why two jobs? Just a usual work "promotion" where you get more responsibility but not much more money?I am in continuing education hell. I have to swallow about 10 hours of webinars this week, so that my employer and my professional organization will be satiated by the end of the month. Of course, I'm still doing two jobs through the end of the month too. Not enough cabbage in the world....
Our main surgical coder took the second half of November off to take his family to South Africa, where his parents still live. I have to complete his job functions as well as my own. So far, I have not been offered overtime. I also 'volunteered' to work a full day on Sat 11/30, as long as I could keep Black Friday.Why two jobs? Just a usual work "promotion" where you get more responsibility but not much more money?
Really? You can't just let Fred have this moment? It was one of the most exciting things that happened to him in his young life.A girl that worked at my hometown hooters was in playboy
My 8th grade English teacher was in playboy the year before. A friend of mine got expelled from bringing the issue to school.Really? You can't just let Fred have this moment? It was one of the most exciting things that happened to him in his young life.
I impregnated a penthouse pet of the year.
Actually actually true.
Suck it, Fred.
Shhhh....we don’t need you know who shutting this thread downWould love some links here.
Best or most?in the late 80's, early 90's, i was involved in a thursday night, "legs contest".
I'm pretty sure you are remembering that scene in Fast Times at Ridgemont HighThen...and I could be misremembering...
Well, he didn't say anything about the girl surprising him in the bathroom while he was polishing the bishop. I guess we can just assume that part.I'm pretty sure you are remembering that scene in Fast Times at Ridgemont High
The only thing missing is your visit with Mr. Hand.
It was more "you shave your ###" group insanity caddy shack, but yeah. And aloha...I mentioned the articles.I'm pretty sure you are remembering that scene in Fast Times at Ridgemont High
The only thing missing is your visit with Mr. Hand.
Did you cut a hole in it?...
And as far as I know, nobody got impregnated...other than the watermelon with everclear.
I think you can just say life now because my old life really hasn't been that exciting eitherReally? You can't just let Fred have this moment? It was one of the most exciting things that happened to him in his young life.
Sweet. A multitasker.My Albq housekeeper was Tool Girl in Easyriders
I impregnated a penthouse pet of the year.
Actually actually true.
Suck it, Fred.
Lemme know if you guys need any tips on how NOT to impregnate a female.![]()
in the late 80's, early 90's, i was involved in a thursday night, "legs contest". it was initially held in a club, under the beverly center. eventually, the beverly center, asked us, to not do that promotion anymore. it was too profitable to quit, so we moved it to a ridiculous theater, on wilshire. the "talent" was straight out of the various magazines of ill repute. i have some pics buried somewhere. one of which, is me. hammered, on stage, with the penthouse, pet of the year. @shuke i'll try and find them. @-fish- i wasn't dumb enough, to impregnate any of them.maybe we're eskimo brothers!!
It's 50/50 that you impregnated her, through some long-distance albino osmosis the melatonin-havers will never understand.Lemme know if you guys need any tips on how NOT to impregnate a female.
Kym Paige?I'm sure I told my Playboy centerfold story before...older sister of HS classmate. He had the big blowout graduation party with everclear punch and a swimming pool...music blasting, everybody hammered, getting pushed into the pool, etc...like a cheesey 80s movie. Then...and I could be misremembering...but the needle scratched to a halt music stopped and everything got quiet while the older sister wordlessly walked out of the house in a too small bikini straight to the diving board- perfect splashless dive in, and then out of the pool (tossing wet hair back in slowmotion) and wordlessly back into the house. Every guy there was staring slackjawed...like a cheesey 80s movie...and then...the record skidded back on and it was back to the drunken mayhem.
A few months later, my idiot college roommate from Wisconsin who never left the dorm room to even dip his toes in NYC and who only had one friend...back in WI who would sign each other up for idiotic magazines as a joke for one issue before cancelling. One of them was Playboy...and it just so happened to be that girl's issue...and Vanna White. I read the articles.