GM's Thread About Everything/GM's Thread About Nothing (25 Viewers)

[Abraham]

West 6th is the best for chasing young poon. J Blacks, Kung Fu Saloon, The Ranch, etc. They are all pretty much the same. There's a place called Pop that I went to last night that apparently gets a lot of weekend bachelorette parties because most of their signature drinks involve champagne.

We do a lot of brunch here. I would definitely agree with Abe on that one. Moonshine is still pretty well regarded but the wait is huge. I'm also a big Perla's fan. Heard Odd Duck has a good brunch. My favorite is Fork and Vine but it's pretty far north.

Had dinner last Saturday night at a place called Second Kitchen on Congress was really good. Perla's also strong for dinner. Juliet also new in town and great. And Uchiko is top notch. The last three places are going to require a reservation.

Goes without saying that the track is way the #### out in the middle of nowhere and there's nothing at all going in the area other than stuff at the track itself.

If you like bourbon or whiskey go to Blackheart on Rainey.

love Whiskey. I'm there.I don't do carbs so choices are limited to nice steakhouses on that front.

Can I ride a mechanical bull naked anywhere?

There are no great Austin-only steakhouses. I think Eddie V's downtown is clearly the best steakhouse in the city.Apparently there is a place on west 5th called Rowdys that has a mechanical bull. I'm sure it would be totally fine if you rode it naked.

The best steak in town is the U.S. Kobe at swifts attic. I know because I just ate it and now I'm wondering around delirious and full.

 

[Mr. Pickles]

You guys won't believe this but K-1 flag football is a pretty big cluster ####.

Today my son got a chance to play running back. He took the hand off and ran straight out of bounds, celebrating his "touchdown" when he crossed the line.

Dylan had a baseball game tonight. He walked twice and then came around to score both on three more consecutive walks after his AB. He walked over to me, took a big gulp of water out of his jug and declared with a big smile on his face "how did you like that?! Two homeruns!".

Barry Bonds!

 

[Abraham]

Question about the video for "pay phone" by maroon 5. Why is he running from the cops when he is a bank teller and not a bank robber? And on what planet does a Shelby Cobra not leave a patrol car in the dust?

 

[Annyong]

Go home Shelby

 

[urbanhack]

Ooooops

 

[Notorious T.R.E.]

You guys won't believe this but K-1 flag football is a pretty big cluster ####.

Today my son got a chance to play running back. He took the hand off and ran straight out of bounds, celebrating his "touchdown" when he crossed the line.

Dylan had a baseball game tonight. He walked twice and then came around to score both on three more consecutive walks after his AB. He walked over to me, took a big gulp of water out of his jug and declared with a big smile on his face "how did you like that?! Two homeruns!".

Barry Bonds!

Mike Hargrove, imo.

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

Question about the video for "pay phone" by maroon 5.

WTFIWWY

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

Woman I used to work with had a baby yesterday.

She named it Bear.

 

[cstu]

Woman I used to work with had a baby yesterday.

She named it Bear.

 

[Sammy3469]

Woman I used to work with had a baby yesterday.

She named it Bear.

Rugged

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

Woman I used to work with had a baby yesterday.

She named it Bear.

I just noticed that last name (she is not married so I don't know who the hell the father is or what his last name is) , although it is spelled differently and I'm sure pronounced differently, looks a lot like

ANGER.

A whole lot of people are going to think this kid's name sounds like "Bear Anger"

 

[Limp Ditka]

I have a lot of Bear Anger

 

[General Malaise]

Spoiler

Had a pretty miserable existence this year with stress levels so high I sort of expect a stroke or heart attack to topple me. Last night I volunteered to oversee 16 teams of micro soccer (boys 5-6) as a coaching aid to assist many of the first time coaches who had no idea what to do with a team full of kindergartners. It was mayhem from the start trying to assign everybody enough space on the field, direct frantic parents to the right coach, help out coaches who had the deer in the headlight look and keep organized chaos from erupting. I volunteered for this largely because I'm on the board and they asked for help, but also because I am desperate to find excuses to be out of the house. In an ideal world, I would be watching the opening game of the NFL season with a large beer on my new giant TV in my refinished basement/media room. But this #### ain't ideal at all. It's a house full of unhappiness. As bad as I thought it was going to be with twins, it is much worse. So bad, in fact, that I look at my job in a turbulent stock market where I've lost my largest two partners this past month as a vacation when in fact, it's panic inducing currently. My wife is a sleep deprived mess. When I come home, I immediately take one of the fussy twins into the ultra femme Baby Bjorn and pace around like an elephant until I calm him down. Then I pass him off or lay him down and grab the other fussy twin. When I'm not doing that, I'm either helping with dinner or doing the dishes. I also need to make myself available for my needy 3 year old daughter who equal parts princess and satan. Then there's my older sons who - god bless them - are cognizant of the situation and help out where and when they can, but I just don't have the bandwidth to interact with them the way I used to and love to (outside of coaching their soccer team, which I'll give up when I'm dead). And that sucks because they are in middle school now and that time period of my life was almost as bad as what I'm muddling through now. Soon enough, my MIL - who has been a saint and a tremendous help - will need to go back home and it will only get worse. The things my wife and I promised each other we wouldn't do we're doing now - keeping score over who does what in this house. And we can't even really talk about it because either her mom or a child is omnipresent. I've given away all my Ducks tickets this year in an effort to show I'm serious about helping out on weekends, but it like everything else I feel like I do to help goes unnoticed. Which is understandable considering how much of a toll this has taken on my wife. Part of being a dad is making giant sacrifices and being okay without appreciation. I'm sure my wife could write the same exact thing. It just sucks so bad right now and I want to hit the fast forward button on a remote and get to the part where the infants are settled and calm and happy and not waking up furious at the world and making noises that make me want to jump out of a window. All that bull#### about "Cherish these moments, they go by so fast!"....#### that noise. Give me some pleasant 7 year olds now and you can keep the cute little ####### infant angel crap. I know, I know...point to the shirt. My bad. On me. I know it will get better. I need to work on some internal behaviors to make it less stressful. This is venting and it helps to get it off my chest. I don't get the luxury of spending time with friends anymore to talk to them about my life, so this is really all I've got for an outlet right now. My parents are in Europe, my sister has the attention span Super Happy Fun Ball and my wife is and has been my most trusted companion for support has no interest in tales of woe because her tales are much much woer.

That is all.

 

[cstu]

I also need to make myself available for my needy 3 year old daughter who equal parts princess and satan.

I can relate.

 

[Frostillicus]

Spoiler

Had a pretty miserable existence this year with stress levels so high I sort of expect a stroke or heart attack to topple me. Last night I volunteered to oversee 16 teams of micro soccer (boys 5-6) as a coaching aid to assist many of the first time coaches who had no idea what to do with a team full of kindergartners. It was mayhem from the start trying to assign everybody enough space on the field, direct frantic parents to the right coach, help out coaches who had the deer in the headlight look and keep organized chaos from erupting. I volunteered for this largely because I'm on the board and they asked for help, but also because I am desperate to find excuses to be out of the house. In an ideal world, I would be watching the opening game of the NFL season with a large beer on my new giant TV in my refinished basement/media room. But this #### ain't ideal at all. It's a house full of unhappiness. As bad as I thought it was going to be with twins, it is much worse. So bad, in fact, that I look at my job in a turbulent stock market where I've lost my largest two partners this past month as a vacation when in fact, it's panic inducing currently. My wife is a sleep deprived mess. When I come home, I immediately take one of the fussy twins into the ultra femme Baby Bjorn and pace around like an elephant until I calm him down. Then I pass him off or lay him down and grab the other fussy twin. When I'm not doing that, I'm either helping with dinner or doing the dishes. I also need to make myself available for my needy 3 year old daughter who equal parts princess and satan. Then there's my older sons who - god bless them - are cognizant of the situation and help out where and when they can, but I just don't have the bandwidth to interact with them the way I used to and love to (outside of coaching their soccer team, which I'll give up when I'm dead). And that sucks because they are in middle school now and that time period of my life was almost as bad as what I'm muddling through now. Soon enough, my MIL - who has been a saint and a tremendous help - will need to go back home and it will only get worse. The things my wife and I promised each other we wouldn't do we're doing now - keeping score over who does what in this house. And we can't even really talk about it because either her mom or a child is omnipresent. I've given away all my Ducks tickets this year in an effort to show I'm serious about helping out on weekends, but it like everything else I feel like I do to help goes unnoticed. Which is understandable considering how much of a toll this has taken on my wife. Part of being a dad is making giant sacrifices and being okay without appreciation. I'm sure my wife could write the same exact thing. It just sucks so bad right now and I want to hit the fast forward button on a remote and get to the part where the infants are settled and calm and happy and not waking up furious at the world and making noises that make me want to jump out of a window. All that bull#### about "Cherish these moments, they go by so fast!"....#### that noise. Give me some pleasant 7 year olds now and you can keep the cute little ####### infant angel crap. I know, I know...point to the shirt. My bad. On me. I know it will get better. I need to work on some internal behaviors to make it less stressful. This is venting and it helps to get it off my chest. I don't get the luxury of spending time with friends anymore to talk to them about my life, so this is really all I've got for an outlet right now. My parents are in Europe, my sister has the attention span Super Happy Fun Ball and my wife is and has been my most trusted companion for support has no interest in tales of woe because her tales are much much woer.

Spoiler

That is all.

babies suck.

Love you.

glllllllllllllllllll

This too, shall pass.

 

[cstu]

I know, I know...point to the shirt.

"I ####ed my wife"

 

[Drifter]

Sorry GM. Darkest before the dawn and yada yada yada

 

[St. Louis Bob]

Spoiler

Had a pretty miserable existence this year with stress levels so high I sort of expect a stroke or heart attack to topple me. Last night I volunteered to oversee 16 teams of micro soccer (boys 5-6) as a coaching aid to assist many of the first time coaches who had no idea what to do with a team full of kindergartners. It was mayhem from the start trying to assign everybody enough space on the field, direct frantic parents to the right coach, help out coaches who had the deer in the headlight look and keep organized chaos from erupting. I volunteered for this largely because I'm on the board and they asked for help, but also because I am desperate to find excuses to be out of the house. In an ideal world, I would be watching the opening game of the NFL season with a large beer on my new giant TV in my refinished basement/media room. But this #### ain't ideal at all. It's a house full of unhappiness. As bad as I thought it was going to be with twins, it is much worse. So bad, in fact, that I look at my job in a turbulent stock market where I've lost my largest two partners this past month as a vacation when in fact, it's panic inducing currently. My wife is a sleep deprived mess. When I come home, I immediately take one of the fussy twins into the ultra femme Baby Bjorn and pace around like an elephant until I calm him down. Then I pass him off or lay him down and grab the other fussy twin. When I'm not doing that, I'm either helping with dinner or doing the dishes. I also need to make myself available for my needy 3 year old daughter who equal parts princess and satan. Then there's my older sons who - god bless them - are cognizant of the situation and help out where and when they can, but I just don't have the bandwidth to interact with them the way I used to and love to (outside of coaching their soccer team, which I'll give up when I'm dead). And that sucks because they are in middle school now and that time period of my life was almost as bad as what I'm muddling through now. Soon enough, my MIL - who has been a saint and a tremendous help - will need to go back home and it will only get worse. The things my wife and I promised each other we wouldn't do we're doing now - keeping score over who does what in this house. And we can't even really talk about it because either her mom or a child is omnipresent. I've given away all my Ducks tickets this year in an effort to show I'm serious about helping out on weekends, but it like everything else I feel like I do to help goes unnoticed. Which is understandable considering how much of a toll this has taken on my wife. Part of being a dad is making giant sacrifices and being okay without appreciation. I'm sure my wife could write the same exact thing. It just sucks so bad right now and I want to hit the fast forward button on a remote and get to the part where the infants are settled and calm and happy and not waking up furious at the world and making noises that make me want to jump out of a window. All that bull#### about "Cherish these moments, they go by so fast!"....#### that noise. Give me some pleasant 7 year olds now and you can keep the cute little ####### infant angel crap. I know, I know...point to the shirt. My bad. On me. I know it will get better. I need to work on some internal behaviors to make it less stressful. This is venting and it helps to get it off my chest. I don't get the luxury of spending time with friends anymore to talk to them about my life, so this is really all I've got for an outlet right now. My parents are in Europe, my sister has the attention span Super Happy Fun Ball and my wife is and has been my most trusted companion for support has no interest in tales of woe because her tales are much much woer.

Spoiler

That is all.

Love you buddy. You can always call me.

 

[Dan Lambskin]

Spoiler

Had a pretty miserable existence this year with stress levels so high I sort of expect a stroke or heart attack to topple me. Last night I volunteered to oversee 16 teams of micro soccer (boys 5-6) as a coaching aid to assist many of the first time coaches who had no idea what to do with a team full of kindergartners. It was mayhem from the start trying to assign everybody enough space on the field, direct frantic parents to the right coach, help out coaches who had the deer in the headlight look and keep organized chaos from erupting. I volunteered for this largely because I'm on the board and they asked for help, but also because I am desperate to find excuses to be out of the house. In an ideal world, I would be watching the opening game of the NFL season with a large beer on my new giant TV in my refinished basement/media room. But this #### ain't ideal at all. It's a house full of unhappiness. As bad as I thought it was going to be with twins, it is much worse. So bad, in fact, that I look at my job in a turbulent stock market where I've lost my largest two partners this past month as a vacation when in fact, it's panic inducing currently. My wife is a sleep deprived mess. When I come home, I immediately take one of the fussy twins into the ultra femme Baby Bjorn and pace around like an elephant until I calm him down. Then I pass him off or lay him down and grab the other fussy twin. When I'm not doing that, I'm either helping with dinner or doing the dishes. I also need to make myself available for my needy 3 year old daughter who equal parts princess and satan. Then there's my older sons who - god bless them - are cognizant of the situation and help out where and when they can, but I just don't have the bandwidth to interact with them the way I used to and love to (outside of coaching their soccer team, which I'll give up when I'm dead). And that sucks because they are in middle school now and that time period of my life was almost as bad as what I'm muddling through now. Soon enough, my MIL - who has been a saint and a tremendous help - will need to go back home and it will only get worse. The things my wife and I promised each other we wouldn't do we're doing now - keeping score over who does what in this house. And we can't even really talk about it because either her mom or a child is omnipresent. I've given away all my Ducks tickets this year in an effort to show I'm serious about helping out on weekends, but it like everything else I feel like I do to help goes unnoticed. Which is understandable considering how much of a toll this has taken on my wife. Part of being a dad is making giant sacrifices and being okay without appreciation. I'm sure my wife could write the same exact thing. It just sucks so bad right now and I want to hit the fast forward button on a remote and get to the part where the infants are settled and calm and happy and not waking up furious at the world and making noises that make me want to jump out of a window. All that bull#### about "Cherish these moments, they go by so fast!"....#### that noise. Give me some pleasant 7 year olds now and you can keep the cute little ####### infant angel crap. I know, I know...point to the shirt. My bad. On me. I know it will get better. I need to work on some internal behaviors to make it less stressful. This is venting and it helps to get it off my chest. I don't get the luxury of spending time with friends anymore to talk to them about my life, so this is really all I've got for an outlet right now. My parents are in Europe, my sister has the attention span Super Happy Fun Ball and my wife is and has been my most trusted companion for support has no interest in tales of woe because her tales are much much woer.

That is all.

http://theoatmeal.com/pl/minor_differences4/kids

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

I have a lot of Bear Anger

I can't even be angry. It's like getting mad at your dog for not knowing how to close a door.

 

[mr roboto]

GL GM. You can get through this. You are doing the right things. You're a good dad and husband. This time will make your family and marriage stronger.

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

Damn GM, good luck.

Volunteering? Get the #### out of here.

I know I'm not telling you anything you don't already know but...

Back when my youngest was born, his older brother was just a little over 2 Y.O.

I was still trying to finish school. I worked about 30 hours a week and was taking almost a full load of classes. Wife worked part time too.

I became the master of telling people "NO". Point blank, no excuses, no explanations etc.

"Hey, do you think you can come over tomorrow and help with..."

"NO"

"Not even for about..."

"NO"

"Are you going to make it for Aunt Edna's..."

"NO"

"Really"

"Yes, really....NO".

I lost no sleep (of what little I was getting anyway) over wonder if people thought I was a jerk.

 

[Limp Ditka]

I have a lot of Bear Anger

I can't even be angry. It's like getting mad at your dog for not knowing how to close a door.

Getting rid of the season tickets was the best thing I ever did. No vested interest goes a long way towards becoming indifferent towards what they do on the field.

 

[Limp Ditka]

GM - a high dad is a happy dad.

 

[DA RAIDERS]

Spoiler

Had a pretty miserable existence this year with stress levels so high I sort of expect a stroke or heart attack to topple me. Last night I volunteered to oversee 16 teams of micro soccer (boys 5-6) as a coaching aid to assist many of the first time coaches who had no idea what to do with a team full of kindergartners. It was mayhem from the start trying to assign everybody enough space on the field, direct frantic parents to the right coach, help out coaches who had the deer in the headlight look and keep organized chaos from erupting. I volunteered for this largely because I'm on the board and they asked for help, but also because I am desperate to find excuses to be out of the house. In an ideal world, I would be watching the opening game of the NFL season with a large beer on my new giant TV in my refinished basement/media room. But this #### ain't ideal at all. It's a house full of unhappiness. As bad as I thought it was going to be with twins, it is much worse. So bad, in fact, that I look at my job in a turbulent stock market where I've lost my largest two partners this past month as a vacation when in fact, it's panic inducing currently. My wife is a sleep deprived mess. When I come home, I immediately take one of the fussy twins into the ultra femme Baby Bjorn and pace around like an elephant until I calm him down. Then I pass him off or lay him down and grab the other fussy twin. When I'm not doing that, I'm either helping with dinner or doing the dishes. I also need to make myself available for my needy 3 year old daughter who equal parts princess and satan. Then there's my older sons who - god bless them - are cognizant of the situation and help out where and when they can, but I just don't have the bandwidth to interact with them the way I used to and love to (outside of coaching their soccer team, which I'll give up when I'm dead). And that sucks because they are in middle school now and that time period of my life was almost as bad as what I'm muddling through now. Soon enough, my MIL - who has been a saint and a tremendous help - will need to go back home and it will only get worse. The things my wife and I promised each other we wouldn't do we're doing now - keeping score over who does what in this house. And we can't even really talk about it because either her mom or a child is omnipresent. I've given away all my Ducks tickets this year in an effort to show I'm serious about helping out on weekends, but it like everything else I feel like I do to help goes unnoticed. Which is understandable considering how much of a toll this has taken on my wife. Part of being a dad is making giant sacrifices and being okay without appreciation. I'm sure my wife could write the same exact thing. It just sucks so bad right now and I want to hit the fast forward button on a remote and get to the part where the infants are settled and calm and happy and not waking up furious at the world and making noises that make me want to jump out of a window. All that bull#### about "Cherish these moments, they go by so fast!"....#### that noise. Give me some pleasant 7 year olds now and you can keep the cute little ####### infant angel crap. I know, I know...point to the shirt. My bad. On me. I know it will get better. I need to work on some internal behaviors to make it less stressful. This is venting and it helps to get it off my chest. I don't get the luxury of spending time with friends anymore to talk to them about my life, so this is really all I've got for an outlet right now. My parents are in Europe, my sister has the attention span Super Happy Fun Ball and my wife is and has been my most trusted companion for support has no interest in tales of woe because her tales are much much woer.

Spoiler

That is all.

faxing you a nap and 12 pack. call any time

 

[Good Posting Judge]

Saturday - boring race stuff

I don't see color.

 

[Sammy3469]

Poor GM.

 

[Good Posting Judge]

Woman I used to work with had a baby yesterday.

She named it Bear.

Got a good one in my kid's class but I might need to go to PM's as it can be pretty easily Googled.

 

[St. Louis Bob]

Damn GM, good luck.

Volunteering? Get the #### out of here.

I know I'm not telling you anything you don't already know but...

Back when my youngest was born, his older brother was just a little over 2 Y.O.

I was still trying to finish school. I worked about 30 hours a week and was taking almost a full load of classes. Wife worked part time too.

I became the master of telling people "NO". Point blank, no excuses, no explanations etc.

"Hey, do you think you can come over tomorrow and help with..."

"NO"

"Not even for about..."

"NO"

"Are you going to make it for Aunt Edna's..."

"NO"

"Really"

"Yes, really....NO".

I lost no sleep (of what little I was getting anyway) over wonder if people thought I was a jerk.

My Dad told me that when I was little and my sister was born he just drank at the office or went to a bar everyday after work until he knew we would be in bed sleeping. 100% true.

 

[Dan Lambskin]

Woman I used to work with had a baby yesterday.

She named it Bear.

Got a good one in my kid's class but I might need to go to PM's as it can be pretty easily Googled.

Maybe make a rebus for us to guess it?

 

[-fish-]

Went out with French chick last night. On the way to take her to her car, I got pulled over for not using my turn signal in a lane where you have to turn right. Two cars pulled me over with lights flashing. Cop checked my license and registration, asked if I'd been drinking, and sent me on my way. Whole thing was odd.

After that, she decided that it would be better to just spend the night at my house instead of both of us driving more.

Yada yada yada... Thanks for the assist, officer.

 

[Good Posting Judge]

There was a Friday assembly at my kid's kindergarten today, pretty stoked that her first awareness of 9/11 has come via her school's PE teacher and his 'Murrica spiel, all the while wearing:

-A red white and blue t-shirt with a big eagle on it

-America shorts

-America socks

-America shoes

-America keychain

Could make for a fun conversation tonight!

 

[General Malaise]

GM - a high dad is a happy dad.

I traded my Civil War (Ducks vs Beavers) tickets for an ounce of the greatest kind bud produced in this fertile land....I just have very little time to enjoy it. There was a crappy 90s band called The Verve that I liked for about a minute and they had a song with a lyric that said something like "Now the drugs don't work, they just make you worse, something something whiney Brit voice". Kind of the way it is now. I inhale and just stress myself out even worse.

Blah blah blah. I feel better talking about it. Thank you. Now somebody crap their pants or make love to somebody they shouldn't.

 

[General Malaise]

GM - a high dad is a happy dad.

I traded my Civil War (Ducks vs Beavers) tickets for an ounce of the greatest kind bud produced in this fertile land....I just have very little time to enjoy it. There was a crappy 90s band called The Verve that I liked for about a minute and they had a song with a lyric that said something like "Now the drugs don't work, they just make you worse, something something whiney Brit voice". Kind of the way it is now. I inhale and just stress myself out even worse.

Blah blah blah. I feel better talking about it. Thank you. Now somebody crap their pants or make love to somebody they shouldn't.

Right on queue.....

Went out with French chick last night. On the way to take her to her car, I got pulled over for not using my turn signal in a lane where you have to turn right. Two cars pulled me over with lights flashing. Cop checked my license and registration, asked if I'd been drinking, and sent me on my way. Whole thing was odd. After that, she decided that it would be better to just spend the night at my house instead of both of us driving more.

Yada yada yada... Thanks for the assist, officer.

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

There was a Friday assembly at my kid's kindergarten today, pretty stoked that her first awareness of 9/11 has come via her school's PE teacher and his 'Murrica spiel, all the while wearing:

-A red white and blue t-shirt with a big eagle on it

-America shorts

-America socks

-America shoes

-America keychain

Could make for a fun conversation tonight!

Lee Greenwood come into this at all?

 

[-fish-]

Blah blah blah. I feel better talking about it. Thank you. Now somebody crap their pants or make love to somebody they shouldn't.

On it.

 

[El Floppo]

funny... I've been jonesing for a baby lately.

consider that urge- done. Thanks, Gm!

back when the kids were infants, I used to always think of them like earthquakes- a lateral force that will always find the weakest point in a structure and shake the #### out of it until the structure fails, or remains standing. I did a lot of failing.

GL, GM. kids are the worst.

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

Woman I used to work with had a baby yesterday.

She named it Bear.

Got a good one in my kid's class but I might need to go to PM's as it can be pretty easily Googled.

Backwards? Put a bunch of numbers in between each letter?

F1234U1234C1234K1234F1234A1234C1234E

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

funny... I've been jonesing for a baby lately.

consider that urge- done. Thanks, Gm!

back when the kids were infants, I used to always think of them like earthquakes- a lateral force that will always find the weakest point in a structure and shake the #### out of it until the structure fails, or remains standing. I did a lot of failing.

GL, GM. kids are the worst.

Easy there, Mies van der Dork.

 

[DA RAIDERS]

my wife made noise about wanting a baby today.

i will relay your story to her, thx GM!!

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

my wife made noise about wanting a baby today.

i will relay your story to her, thx GM!!

Sounds like she's really asking for these

 

[strykerpks]

"You know what it's like having five kids? Imagine you're drowning. And someone hands you a baby." - Jim Gaffigan

It's funny because he's albino too.

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

We're doing one of them there new-agey, hippy, open-ended, creative assignments today. The directions are easy as hell. But because it does take some non-linear, creative thinking the kids are FREAKING THE #### OUT.

Happens every time.

Standardized tests can smoke my pole.

 

[cstu]

GM - a high dad is a happy dad.

I traded my Civil War (Ducks vs Beavers) tickets for an ounce of the greatest kind bud produced in this fertile land....I just have very little time to enjoy it. There was a crappy 90s band called The Verve that I liked for about a minute and they had a song with a lyric that said something like "Now the drugs don't work, they just make you worse, something something whiney Brit voice". Kind of the way it is now. I inhale and just stress myself out even worse.

Blah blah blah. I feel better talking about it. Thank you. Now somebody crap their pants or make love to somebody they shouldn't.

You're a slave to children and then you die.

 

[cstu]

I lost no sleep (of what little I was getting anyway) over wonder if people thought I was a jerk.

Good advice even without kids.

 

[cstu]

Woman I used to work with had a baby yesterday.

She named it Bear.

Got a good one in my kid's class but I might need to go to PM's as it can be pretty easily Googled.

Separate posts for each letter.

 

[cstu]

Saturday - boring race stuff

What are you doing with Asians?

 

[shuke]

Sorry GM. I feel your pain, brother.

 

[-fish-]

By the way, does anyone know if you really need to use a turn signal in a lane where there is no other option but to turn?

 

[Sammy3469]

By the way, does anyone know if you really need to use a turn signal in a lane where there is no other option but to turn?

The way I was taught was if you are deviating from the path of the yellow line, you have to signal. I have no idea if that's actually in fact the law.

It also probably varies from state to state and city to city.