GM's thread about nothing (22 Viewers)

[SofaKings]

Hanging out on fifth street in playa del carmen. Wife and kids are in a store and some senor comes up to me asking if I want cubans. I say no I'm good. "I'm the king of this town I can get you anything you want, my name is johnnie b good" told him my name was forrest bryant. He asked again...I can get you pounds ya know man? I said I want kilos and his eyes got wide and he left. thought I was gonna score there for a minute.

Not to serious this thread up, but that's probably not the best corner of the world to make coke jokes. I was walking down the beach in Tulum a few years ago and passed 3 Mexican military cats with full automatics. SERIOUS BUSINESS.

actually a federales went by in an atv with an automatic weapon slung across his chest as we were talking. And what is up with the cop cars just tooling aorund town with their lights on? I have drunk enough rum in 24hrs to float a british ship of the line. The wife is really impressed.Tulum on tuesday. any insight or recommendations?

 

[jplvr]

I'm still trying to figure out how to accept a Christmas present I was given. A couple of years ago, I borrowed some money from a family member. I sold some property to pay off part of that loan which was supposed to be all of the loan I was supposed to be responsible for. There was some left over which was to be covered by our company, where I'm Vice President and basically a shareholder. Things progressed over the past couple of years to where we felt the need to put things in writing and while I signed a note signifying that debt to be my own, even as I signed it, we made it clear that all parties involved knew it wasn't my personal debt.

So, yesterday morning as a Christmas present, the person holding said note signed off a large chunk of that debt to me. On the one hand, I should probably consider this the best Christmas present I've ever received, but on the other hand, I'm left thinking, "I didn't owe you that money anyway." Technically, I basically got nothing for Christmas, which is fine considering we've been hurting the past couple of years and we knew this Christmas would be tight, but now I'm left feeling like I need to gush over this gift. I failed a bit yesterday in my reaction and while I still have mixed emotions about it, I plan to make sure the person who granted me said gift will be made fully aware of my appreciation even though I'm a little annoyed by the whole thing.

I don't know if any of this makes sense, but it feels better expressing it. In the end, if I knew the "loan holder" recognized that the fact I was stuck with my name on the note was bull**** and they were writing off a large chunk of it to acknowledge that fact, I would be far more appreciative. It's just that I don't have any prior experience to think that is the case. Yes, I feel like an ##### for even thinking about things this way.

 

[bentley]

Hanging out on fifth street in playa del carmen. Wife and kids are in a store and some senor comes up to me asking if I want cubans. I say no I'm good. "I'm the king of this town I can get you anything you want, my name is johnnie b good" told him my name was forrest bryant. He asked again...I can get you pounds ya know man? I said I want kilos and his eyes got wide and he left. thought I was gonna score there for a minute.

Not to serious this thread up, but that's probably not the best corner of the world to make coke jokes. I was walking down the beach in Tulum a few years ago and passed 3 Mexican military cats with full automatics. SERIOUS BUSINESS.

actually a federales went by in an atv with an automatic weapon slung across his chest as we were talking. And what is up with the cop cars just tooling aorund town with their lights on? I have drunk enough rum in 24hrs to float a british ship of the line. The wife is really impressed.Tulum on tuesday. any insight or recommendations?

Those ruins are badass and made even better by the fact that they're right there on the beach. I'm not much of a tour guy, but I'd spring for one there. Definitely adds to the experience. The time that I went, we were staying at a hotel about six miles from there and I decided to make a trip over on one of the free bicycles from the hotel. I hadn't ridden a bike in at least 15 years before I got on it. It was about a thousand degrees in the middle of July, I was 35 pounds overweight, hungover as all getout and the chain kept slipping on the piece of #### bicycle. On the way back, I ended up carrying the bike to the highway and throwing it on one of those public transportation buses made for 18 that usually have about 30 people and four chickens on them. I barely survived the half mile ride from the highway to the hotel lobby and ended up crashing the bike and collapsing in a heap for about 15 minutes on the front lawn of the hotel. It was at least an hour before I could begin consuming alcohol again.

That aside, I had a great time at the ruins.

 

[Binky The Doormat]

I'm still trying to figure out how to accept a Christmas present I was given. A couple of years ago, I borrowed some money from a family member. I sold some property to pay off part of that loan which was supposed to be all of the loan I was supposed to be responsible for. There was some left over which was to be covered by our company, where I'm Vice President and basically a shareholder. Things progressed over the past couple of years to where we felt the need to put things in writing and while I signed a note signifying that debt to be my own, even as I signed it, we made it clear that all parties involved knew it wasn't my personal debt. So, yesterday morning as a Christmas present, the person holding said note signed off a large chunk of that debt to me. On the one hand, I should probably consider this the best Christmas present I've ever received, but on the other hand, I'm left thinking, "I didn't owe you that money anyway." Technically, I basically got nothing for Christmas, which is fine considering we've been hurting the past couple of years and we knew this Christmas would be tight, but now I'm left feeling like I need to gush over this gift. I failed a bit yesterday in my reaction and while I still have mixed emotions about it, I plan to make sure the person who granted me said gift will be made fully aware of my appreciation even though I'm a little annoyed by the whole thing.I don't know if any of this makes sense, but it feels better expressing it. In the end, if I knew the "loan holder" recognized that the fact I was stuck with my name on the note was bull**** and they were writing off a large chunk of it to acknowledge that fact, I would be far more appreciative. It's just that I don't have any prior experience to think that is the case. Yes, I feel like an ##### for even thinking about things this way.

I am not following. You borrowed some amount of money. You sold some property to pay part of it off ...but that was supposed to all of it. So was this amount to be "given" to you the whole time? Why was this? Who was to have eaten the money? The company?

 

[Tiger Fan]

B/c MOP got the Shark Pool Quotes thread nixed:

I am in the Championship Game in my big money league and I have made it there, by and large, on the merits of Michael Vick. If I win, I am donating the proceeds to a no-kill dog shelter. I urge you to do the same!

 

[the rover]

B/c MOP got the Shark Pool Quotes thread nixed:

I am in the Championship Game in my big money league and I have made it there, by and large, on the merits of Michael Vick. If I win, I am donating the proceeds to a no-kill dog shelter. I urge you to do the same!

Total shoot: I think this is great. Not really getting why this is strange/bad/odd.

 

[the rover]

Not much of a ruins guy, but I love the cenotes. There is one near Tulum that starts with an X that we really loved (forget the name), it was literally perfect water to swim in.

 

[jplvr]

I'm still trying to figure out how to accept a Christmas present I was given. A couple of years ago, I borrowed some money from a family member. I sold some property to pay off part of that loan which was supposed to be all of the loan I was supposed to be responsible for. There was some left over which was to be covered by our company, where I'm Vice President and basically a shareholder. Things progressed over the past couple of years to where we felt the need to put things in writing and while I signed a note signifying that debt to be my own, even as I signed it, we made it clear that all parties involved knew it wasn't my personal debt. So, yesterday morning as a Christmas present, the person holding said note signed off a large chunk of that debt to me. On the one hand, I should probably consider this the best Christmas present I've ever received, but on the other hand, I'm left thinking, "I didn't owe you that money anyway." Technically, I basically got nothing for Christmas, which is fine considering we've been hurting the past couple of years and we knew this Christmas would be tight, but now I'm left feeling like I need to gush over this gift. I failed a bit yesterday in my reaction and while I still have mixed emotions about it, I plan to make sure the person who granted me said gift will be made fully aware of my appreciation even though I'm a little annoyed by the whole thing.I don't know if any of this makes sense, but it feels better expressing it. In the end, if I knew the "loan holder" recognized that the fact I was stuck with my name on the note was bull**** and they were writing off a large chunk of it to acknowledge that fact, I would be far more appreciative. It's just that I don't have any prior experience to think that is the case. Yes, I feel like an ##### for even thinking about things this way.

I am not following. You borrowed some amount of money. You sold some property to pay part of it off ...but that was supposed to all of it. So was this amount to be "given" to you the whole time? Why was this? Who was to have eaten the money? The company?

There are two people involved in the company including me. The company was actually supposed to have borrowed the second installment of the money which was credited to me, but in the end, I agreed to sign that note signifying it as my debt. Both me, the other partner in the company, and the person holding the note understood it wasn't my debt, but the person holding the note is 85 y/o and not exactly as sharp as she used to be.This debt was never mine. Everyone involved knew that. Close to half of that was written off as a Christmas present and I'm trying to make myself show the proper appreciation even though I got nothing out of the whole deal. When you really break it down, I'm not sure if I didn't actually pay at least half of this "present" myself.edit: When you break it all down, I never borrowed the 2nd part of the money personally. Hypothetical: I borrowed $20 from someone. I also borrowed $20 from the company. I paid off $20 to the person, but not to the company, but later on when someone decided we should put things in writing, my $20 note to the company was transferred to "someone" as if I never paid off the $20 note I already paid. It was bull**** at the time, but I still don't think it's a big deal. It really shouldn't be a big deal, but now I don't owe $8 of that $20 I shouldn't even be concerned over. It's just a bit annoying. Maybe I'm just an ***, but it seems I got nothing, which is fine, but I feel bad for not gushing over such a great gift immediately. I do plan on doing so eventually, however.

 

[CGRdrJoe]

I'm still trying to figure out how to accept a Christmas present I was given. A couple of years ago, I borrowed some money from a family member. I sold some property to pay off part of that loan which was supposed to be all of the loan I was supposed to be responsible for. There was some left over which was to be covered by our company, where I'm Vice President and basically a shareholder. Things progressed over the past couple of years to where we felt the need to put things in writing and while I signed a note signifying that debt to be my own, even as I signed it, we made it clear that all parties involved knew it wasn't my personal debt. So, yesterday morning as a Christmas present, the person holding said note signed off a large chunk of that debt to me. On the one hand, I should probably consider this the best Christmas present I've ever received, but on the other hand, I'm left thinking, "I didn't owe you that money anyway." Technically, I basically got nothing for Christmas, which is fine considering we've been hurting the past couple of years and we knew this Christmas would be tight, but now I'm left feeling like I need to gush over this gift. I failed a bit yesterday in my reaction and while I still have mixed emotions about it, I plan to make sure the person who granted me said gift will be made fully aware of my appreciation even though I'm a little annoyed by the whole thing.I don't know if any of this makes sense, but it feels better expressing it. In the end, if I knew the "loan holder" recognized that the fact I was stuck with my name on the note was bull**** and they were writing off a large chunk of it to acknowledge that fact, I would be far more appreciative. It's just that I don't have any prior experience to think that is the case. Yes, I feel like an ##### for even thinking about things this way.

I am not following. You borrowed some amount of money. You sold some property to pay part of it off ...but that was supposed to all of it. So was this amount to be "given" to you the whole time? Why was this? Who was to have eaten the money? The company?

There are two people involved in the company including me. The company was actually supposed to have borrowed the second installment of the money which was credited to me, but in the end, I agreed to sign that note signifying it as my debt. Both me, the other partner in the company, and the person holding the note understood it wasn't my debt, but the person holding the note is 85 y/o and not exactly as sharp as she used to be.This debt was never mine. Everyone involved knew that. Close to half of that was written off as a Christmas present and I'm trying to make myself show the proper appreciation even though I got nothing out of the whole deal. When you really break it down, I'm not sure if I didn't actually pay at least half of this "present" myself.edit: When you break it all down, I never borrowed the 2nd part of the money personally. Hypothetical: I borrowed $20 from someone. I also borrowed $20 from the company. I paid off $20 to the person, but not to the company, but later on when someone decided we should put things in writing, my $20 note to the company was transferred to "someone" as if I never paid off the $20 note I already paid. It was bull**** at the time, but I still don't think it's a big deal. It really shouldn't be a big deal, but now I don't owe $8 of that $20 I shouldn't even be concerned over. It's just a bit annoying. Maybe I'm just an ***, but it seems I got nothing, which is fine, but I feel bad for not gushing over such a great gift immediately. I do plan on doing so eventually, however.

I'm going to drink a twelve pack and half a bottle of Jack and then I'll read this again to see if it makes sense

 

[Drifter]

My wife and I went out to dinner to take advantage of the MIL's last night in town. As we were exiting the restaurant there was a bit of a commotion across the street. I saw a black gentleman on his belly on the steps leading up out of a basement bar. Two other men, who I presume were bouncers were lying on top of him. The conversation I heard, from the gentleman on the bottom of the pile went something like this:

"Hold on, hold on! Let me tell you something!.... I could kick both of y'alls' asses!"

Maybe I shouldn't have busted out laughing but it was a pretty tall boast considering the position he was in.

 

[jplvr]

I'm still trying to figure out how to accept a Christmas present I was given. A couple of years ago, I borrowed some money from a family member. I sold some property to pay off part of that loan which was supposed to be all of the loan I was supposed to be responsible for. There was some left over which was to be covered by our company, where I'm Vice President and basically a shareholder. Things progressed over the past couple of years to where we felt the need to put things in writing and while I signed a note signifying that debt to be my own, even as I signed it, we made it clear that all parties involved knew it wasn't my personal debt. So, yesterday morning as a Christmas present, the person holding said note signed off a large chunk of that debt to me. On the one hand, I should probably consider this the best Christmas present I've ever received, but on the other hand, I'm left thinking, "I didn't owe you that money anyway." Technically, I basically got nothing for Christmas, which is fine considering we've been hurting the past couple of years and we knew this Christmas would be tight, but now I'm left feeling like I need to gush over this gift. I failed a bit yesterday in my reaction and while I still have mixed emotions about it, I plan to make sure the person who granted me said gift will be made fully aware of my appreciation even though I'm a little annoyed by the whole thing.I don't know if any of this makes sense, but it feels better expressing it. In the end, if I knew the "loan holder" recognized that the fact I was stuck with my name on the note was bull**** and they were writing off a large chunk of it to acknowledge that fact, I would be far more appreciative. It's just that I don't have any prior experience to think that is the case. Yes, I feel like an ##### for even thinking about things this way.

I am not following. You borrowed some amount of money. You sold some property to pay part of it off ...but that was supposed to all of it. So was this amount to be "given" to you the whole time? Why was this? Who was to have eaten the money? The company?

There are two people involved in the company including me. The company was actually supposed to have borrowed the second installment of the money which was credited to me, but in the end, I agreed to sign that note signifying it as my debt. Both me, the other partner in the company, and the person holding the note understood it wasn't my debt, but the person holding the note is 85 y/o and not exactly as sharp as she used to be.This debt was never mine. Everyone involved knew that. Close to half of that was written off as a Christmas present and I'm trying to make myself show the proper appreciation even though I got nothing out of the whole deal. When you really break it down, I'm not sure if I didn't actually pay at least half of this "present" myself.edit: When you break it all down, I never borrowed the 2nd part of the money personally. Hypothetical: I borrowed $20 from someone. I also borrowed $20 from the company. I paid off $20 to the person, but not to the company, but later on when someone decided we should put things in writing, my $20 note to the company was transferred to "someone" as if I never paid off the $20 note I already paid. It was bull**** at the time, but I still don't think it's a big deal. It really shouldn't be a big deal, but now I don't owe $8 of that $20 I shouldn't even be concerned over. It's just a bit annoying. Maybe I'm just an ***, but it seems I got nothing, which is fine, but I feel bad for not gushing over such a great gift immediately. I do plan on doing so eventually, however.

I'm going to drink a twelve pack and half a bottle of Jack and then I'll read this again to see if it makes sense

It probably won't unless I get specific. I'm probably better off leaving it alone and dealing with it.

 

[Binky The Doormat]

I'm still trying to figure out how to accept a Christmas present I was given. A couple of years ago, I borrowed some money from a family member. I sold some property to pay off part of that loan which was supposed to be all of the loan I was supposed to be responsible for. There was some left over which was to be covered by our company, where I'm Vice President and basically a shareholder. Things progressed over the past couple of years to where we felt the need to put things in writing and while I signed a note signifying that debt to be my own, even as I signed it, we made it clear that all parties involved knew it wasn't my personal debt. So, yesterday morning as a Christmas present, the person holding said note signed off a large chunk of that debt to me. On the one hand, I should probably consider this the best Christmas present I've ever received, but on the other hand, I'm left thinking, "I didn't owe you that money anyway." Technically, I basically got nothing for Christmas, which is fine considering we've been hurting the past couple of years and we knew this Christmas would be tight, but now I'm left feeling like I need to gush over this gift. I failed a bit yesterday in my reaction and while I still have mixed emotions about it, I plan to make sure the person who granted me said gift will be made fully aware of my appreciation even though I'm a little annoyed by the whole thing.I don't know if any of this makes sense, but it feels better expressing it. In the end, if I knew the "loan holder" recognized that the fact I was stuck with my name on the note was bull**** and they were writing off a large chunk of it to acknowledge that fact, I would be far more appreciative. It's just that I don't have any prior experience to think that is the case. Yes, I feel like an ##### for even thinking about things this way.

I am not following. You borrowed some amount of money. You sold some property to pay part of it off ...but that was supposed to all of it. So was this amount to be "given" to you the whole time? Why was this? Who was to have eaten the money? The company?

There are two people involved in the company including me. The company was actually supposed to have borrowed the second installment of the money which was credited to me, but in the end, I agreed to sign that note signifying it as my debt. Both me, the other partner in the company, and the person holding the note understood it wasn't my debt, but the person holding the note is 85 y/o and not exactly as sharp as she used to be.This debt was never mine. Everyone involved knew that. Close to half of that was written off as a Christmas present and I'm trying to make myself show the proper appreciation even though I got nothing out of the whole deal. When you really break it down, I'm not sure if I didn't actually pay at least half of this "present" myself.edit: When you break it all down, I never borrowed the 2nd part of the money personally. Hypothetical: I borrowed $20 from someone. I also borrowed $20 from the company. I paid off $20 to the person, but not to the company, but later on when someone decided we should put things in writing, my $20 note to the company was transferred to "someone" as if I never paid off the $20 note I already paid. It was bull**** at the time, but I still don't think it's a big deal. It really shouldn't be a big deal, but now I don't owe $8 of that $20 I shouldn't even be concerned over. It's just a bit annoying. Maybe I'm just an ***, but it seems I got nothing, which is fine, but I feel bad for not gushing over such a great gift immediately. I do plan on doing so eventually, however.

Sorry Jeep - just not registering. The other $20 was still borrowed and not paid back. So the nice lady thought the debt was yours instead of the 2 person company's. Tell your company partner he owes you half of what the old lady wrote off ...then Merry Christmas ...I think??

 

[Frostillicus]

Firing up "Easy A" and eating leftover prime rib. Slap it...high?

I'm jealous.

 

[Frostillicus]

Firing up "Easy A" and eating leftover prime rib. Slap it...high?

Watching Wall Street !! nowEasy A on deck lemme know how it is

It's ####### sweet, that's how it is.

 

[El Floppo]

Cenotes.

 

[Frostillicus]

Emma Stone.

:honda:

 

[the rover]

Emma Stone.

:honda:

Loved her in the shorts near the pool.

 

[Frostillicus]

Emma Stone.

:honda:

Loved her in the shorts near the pool.

Good god yes.

 

[Gadzooks]

I'm still trying to figure out how to accept a Christmas present I was given. A couple of years ago, I borrowed some money from a family member. I sold some property to pay off part of that loan which was supposed to be all of the loan I was supposed to be responsible for. There was some left over which was to be covered by our company, where I'm Vice President and basically a shareholder. Things progressed over the past couple of years to where we felt the need to put things in writing and while I signed a note signifying that debt to be my own, even as I signed it, we made it clear that all parties involved knew it wasn't my personal debt. So, yesterday morning as a Christmas present, the person holding said note signed off a large chunk of that debt to me. On the one hand, I should probably consider this the best Christmas present I've ever received, but on the other hand, I'm left thinking, "I didn't owe you that money anyway." Technically, I basically got nothing for Christmas, which is fine considering we've been hurting the past couple of years and we knew this Christmas would be tight, but now I'm left feeling like I need to gush over this gift. I failed a bit yesterday in my reaction and while I still have mixed emotions about it, I plan to make sure the person who granted me said gift will be made fully aware of my appreciation even though I'm a little annoyed by the whole thing.I don't know if any of this makes sense, but it feels better expressing it. In the end, if I knew the "loan holder" recognized that the fact I was stuck with my name on the note was bull**** and they were writing off a large chunk of it to acknowledge that fact, I would be far more appreciative. It's just that I don't have any prior experience to think that is the case. Yes, I feel like an ##### for even thinking about things this way.

I am not following. You borrowed some amount of money. You sold some property to pay part of it off ...but that was supposed to all of it. So was this amount to be "given" to you the whole time? Why was this? Who was to have eaten the money? The company?

There are two people involved in the company including me. The company was actually supposed to have borrowed the second installment of the money which was credited to me, but in the end, I agreed to sign that note signifying it as my debt. Both me, the other partner in the company, and the person holding the note understood it wasn't my debt, but the person holding the note is 85 y/o and not exactly as sharp as she used to be.This debt was never mine. Everyone involved knew that. Close to half of that was written off as a Christmas present and I'm trying to make myself show the proper appreciation even though I got nothing out of the whole deal. When you really break it down, I'm not sure if I didn't actually pay at least half of this "present" myself.edit: When you break it all down, I never borrowed the 2nd part of the money personally. Hypothetical: I borrowed $20 from someone. I also borrowed $20 from the company. I paid off $20 to the person, but not to the company, but later on when someone decided we should put things in writing, my $20 note to the company was transferred to "someone" as if I never paid off the $20 note I already paid. It was bull**** at the time, but I still don't think it's a big deal. It really shouldn't be a big deal, but now I don't owe $8 of that $20 I shouldn't even be concerned over. It's just a bit annoying. Maybe I'm just an ***, but it seems I got nothing, which is fine, but I feel bad for not gushing over such a great gift immediately. I do plan on doing so eventually, however.

I'm going to drink a twelve pack and half a bottle of Jack and then I'll read this again to see if it makes sense

I have been drinking heavenly tonight, I don't really understand this story, but I'am wildly and gloriously intrigued by this whole thing. I feel like the 85 year old lady is like Gordon Gekko except she's 85 and a girl. And reading it again, I feel like I owe you $20. Then again, I've been drninking Jack Daniels like its cheesy Pirate booty and watching snow all night. Im thinking about gathering up some snow and putting it in my bed so i can feel like a funny little eskimo when I go to bed. I hope you get that $20 back from that old lady, or you give it back to her. Let me know.

 

[Samuel L Bronkowitz]

I'm pretty sure that I've had enough beer to make my brain hurt tonight.

I kind of piss like a girl. Hey, I gotta piss. Am I trying to prove some kind o point here? Is this a contest?! I have to pee. Leave me alone.

Wat?

A 300-mile-long line of thunderstorms is hitting Dallas, Austin and San Antonio simultaneously. Glad I don't have to go anywhere today.The rum that nobody mentioned earlier is the Kracken. Our GB Samuel will testify it is the bomb.

Hope everyone had a safe and festive holiday.

 

[commisholio]

I think I like leftover prime rib better than the day of roasting. French dips are the bomb.

 

[-fish-]

glitch in the matrix earlier, since my phone was logged in to the wrong account.

all still invited to gig harbor for drinks.

easy a is awesome. emma stone is a goddess.

 

[-fish-]

Got more sleep last night than I have in over 2 months last night, just finished a sandwich consisting of leftover standing rib roast cooked to a perfect rare/medium rare on a crusty, chewy roll with horseradish and Roquefort, wife and the MIL are out with the 2 year old terror, newborn is chilling peacefully; listening to Pandora over the new Bluray player and enjoying a Full Sail Wassail while looking out at the whitecaps on the Sound. Life is good at the moment.

I think you're going to like Seattle.You, me, Redmond Longhorn, Rover and a few other Seattle guys need to get together and booze.

this is the one I was drunkedly replying to earlier. nw cornhole is a great idea. britney spears owes me a drink. I owe GM my sanity.

 

[SofaKings]

Not much of a ruins guy, but I love the cenotes. There is one near Tulum that starts with an X that we really loved (forget the name), it was literally perfect water to swim in.

xcaret? the amusement park type deal?

 

[SofaKings]

Hanging out on fifth street in playa del carmen. Wife and kids are in a store and some senor comes up to me asking if I want cubans. I say no I'm good. "I'm the king of this town I can get you anything you want, my name is johnnie b good" told him my name was forrest bryant. He asked again...I can get you pounds ya know man? I said I want kilos and his eyes got wide and he left. thought I was gonna score there for a minute.

Not to serious this thread up, but that's probably not the best corner of the world to make coke jokes. I was walking down the beach in Tulum a few years ago and passed 3 Mexican military cats with full automatics. SERIOUS BUSINESS.

actually a federales went by in an atv with an automatic weapon slung across his chest as we were talking. And what is up with the cop cars just tooling aorund town with their lights on? I have drunk enough rum in 24hrs to float a british ship of the line. The wife is really impressed.Tulum on tuesday. any insight or recommendations?

Those ruins are badass and made even better by the fact that they're right there on the beach. I'm not much of a tour guy, but I'd spring for one there. Definitely adds to the experience. The time that I went, we were staying at a hotel about six miles from there and I decided to make a trip over on one of the free bicycles from the hotel. I hadn't ridden a bike in at least 15 years before I got on it. It was about a thousand degrees in the middle of July, I was 35 pounds overweight, hungover as all getout and the chain kept slipping on the piece of #### bicycle. On the way back, I ended up carrying the bike to the highway and throwing it on one of those public transportation buses made for 18 that usually have about 30 people and four chickens on them. I barely survived the half mile ride from the highway to the hotel lobby and ended up crashing the bike and collapsing in a heap for about 15 minutes on the front lawn of the hotel. It was at least an hour before I could begin consuming alcohol again.

That aside, I had a great time at the ruins.

funny story bent! I'll probably talk to the concierge here and see about a tour guy. Maybe a hot latina tour gal?

 

[baloons]

I woke up at 2:30 last night and couldn't go back to sleep. I rolled around for an then tried an old fashioned but nothing. So I took a vicodin around 4:00. Still couldn't sleep. I was in this sort of comatose state where I didn't feel like moving but I was most certainly conscious. The some time around 7:00 I feel asleep. My wife left for work and I began to dream. Except I knew it was a dream and woke up. I thought. You know how that happens right? Well this happened to me about 15 times in a row. I kept waking up in bed in these weird places, some of them places I used to live in the past. I really started freaking out and kept trying to pull myself out of it but couldn't. I knew my wife wasn't there and she can usually tell when something is wrong with me and will wake me up. I knew my youngest son crawled in bed with us so I screamed his name trying anything to wake up. I was then finally able to do so. A vicodin has never had that kind of affect on me before. I'm really freaked out. And tired.

I'm guessing my FF team is why I couldn't sleep. I played Santa Moss instead of Knox and dropped Morris from Seattle to play Chester Taylor along side with Forte. I'm down by 6 points and have Philly special teams to potentially win 6 grand this week. If I lose I still have a shot next week.

So this is what I need:

3 INT's by Philly, or a Philly ST/D score. Or 2 INT's by Philly, but Avant can't score more than 1 TD. (2 Int's would give us a tie and bench points breaks the tie) The second place team still has Roddy White & Matt Bryant but they down 7.5 points and are playing against Vick & Hartley.

I'm going back to bed.

 

[Drifter]

I woke up at 2:30 last night and couldn't go back to sleep. I rolled around for an then tried an old fashioned but nothing. So I took a vicodin around 4:00. Still couldn't sleep. I was in this sort of comatose state where I didn't feel like moving but I was most certainly conscious. The some time around 7:00 I feel asleep. My wife left for work and I began to dream. Except I knew it was a dream and woke up. I thought. You know how that happens right? Well this happened to me about 15 times in a row. I kept waking up in bed in these weird places, some of them places I used to live in the past. I really started freaking out and kept trying to pull myself out of it but couldn't. I knew my wife wasn't there and she can usually tell when something is wrong with me and will wake me up. I knew my youngest son crawled in bed with us so I screamed his name trying anything to wake up. I was then finally able to do so. A vicodin has never had that kind of affect on me before. I'm really freaked out. And tired.I'm guessing my FF team is why I couldn't sleep. I played Santa Moss instead of Knox and dropped Morris from Seattle to play Chester Taylor along side with Forte. I'm down by 6 points and have Philly special teams to potentially win 6 grand this week. If I lose I still have a sour next week.So this is what I need:3 INT's by Philly, or a Philly ST/D score. Or 2 INT's by Philly, but Avant can't score more than 1 TD. (2 Int's would give us a tie and bench points breaks the tie) The second place team still has Roddy White & Matt Bryant but they down 7.5 points and are playing against Vick & Hartley.I'm going back to bed.

I sharted when I was taking my morning piss

 

[KGB]

Santa Moss.... HO HO HO

 

[the rover]

Not much of a ruins guy, but I love the cenotes. There is one near Tulum that starts with an X that we really loved (forget the name), it was literally perfect water to swim in.

xcaret? the amusement park type deal?

Xcaret! That's it. Beautiful. Perfectly cool and clear water. There are some fish way below and some bats way overhead, but they show no interest in the swimmers.

 

[baloons]

I woke up at 2:30 last night and couldn't go back to sleep. I rolled around for an then tried an old fashioned but nothing. So I took a vicodin around 4:00. Still couldn't sleep. I was in this sort of comatose state where I didn't feel like moving but I was most certainly conscious. The some time around 7:00 I feel asleep. My wife left for work and I began to dream. Except I knew it was a dream and woke up. I thought. You know how that happens right? Well this happened to me about 15 times in a row. I kept waking up in bed in these weird places, some of them places I used to live in the past. I really started freaking out and kept trying to pull myself out of it but couldn't. I knew my wife wasn't there and she can usually tell when something is wrong with me and will wake me up. I knew my youngest son crawled in bed with us so I screamed his name trying anything to wake up. I was then finally able to do so. A vicodin has never had that kind of affect on me before. I'm really freaked out. And tired.

Jesus. This just happened like 5 times again. It was so bizzare. It was like I was a ghost or something. I could hear my kids playing, my wife yelling at them, her calling my name...Then I would "wake up" and it would go away, for about a second. Then I would hear people talking again and I would try to get out of bed only to "wake up" again. I just kept repeating this process.

 

[baloons]

Santa Moss.... HO HO HO

6 grand is no joking matter.

 

[El Floppo]

Not much of a ruins guy, but I love the cenotes. There is one near Tulum that starts with an X that we really loved (forget the name), it was literally perfect water to swim in.

xcaret? the amusement park type deal?

Xcaret! That's it. Beautiful. Perfectly cool and clear water. There are some fish way below and some bats way overhead, but they show no interest in the swimmers.

pretty sure Xcaret is not it. it's an amusement park deal with fake "ruins" and "caverns" with a fake "river" (clear and cool and perfect it ain't) you float on while rubbing elbows with the shiniest, brightest of the US elite. Swim with the dolphins!But there are tons of cenotes that sound like what you're describing- and I bet a knowledgable FFAer will know some cool ones to visit.

 

[the rover]

Not much of a ruins guy, but I love the cenotes. There is one near Tulum that starts with an X that we really loved (forget the name), it was literally perfect water to swim in.

xcaret? the amusement park type deal?

Xcaret! That's it. Beautiful. Perfectly cool and clear water. There are some fish way below and some bats way overhead, but they show no interest in the swimmers.

pretty sure Xcaret is not it. it's an amusement park deal with fake "ruins" and "caverns" with a fake "river" (clear and cool and perfect it ain't) you float on while rubbing elbows with the shiniest, brightest of the US elite. Swim with the dolphins!But there are tons of cenotes that sound like what you're describing- and I bet a knowledgable FFAer will know some cool ones to visit.

Yeah, there's not much around this one. It's a parking lot and a cave, basically. Lots of locals, which is a lot more tolerable than a bunch of fat Kansasians.

 

[the rover]

Saturday night, I had a dream that Peyton Manning had died. For some reason we were in the same high school, even though we were both grown-ups. His desk had been removed, and I walked over to the space and crossed myself, touched the ground where his desk was and pointed to the sky.

Then I'm sitting in the class, and someone's passing around a note. It says "List the good qualities that Peyton had", and I wrote "Still better than Eli."

Prophetic, I guess.

 

[Sarnoff]

 

[kevzilla]

I woke up at 2:30 last night and couldn't go back to sleep. I rolled around for an then tried an old fashioned but nothing. So I took a vicodin around 4:00. Still couldn't sleep. I was in this sort of comatose state where I didn't feel like moving but I was most certainly conscious. The some time around 7:00 I feel asleep. My wife left for work and I began to dream. Except I knew it was a dream and woke up. I thought. You know how that happens right? Well this happened to me about 15 times in a row. I kept waking up in bed in these weird places, some of them places I used to live in the past. I really started freaking out and kept trying to pull myself out of it but couldn't. I knew my wife wasn't there and she can usually tell when something is wrong with me and will wake me up. I knew my youngest son crawled in bed with us so I screamed his name trying anything to wake up. I was then finally able to do so. A vicodin has never had that kind of affect on me before. I'm really freaked out. And tired.

Jesus. This just happened like 5 times again. It was so bizzare. It was like I was a ghost or something. I could hear my kids playing, my wife yelling at them, her calling my name...Then I would "wake up" and it would go away, for about a second. Then I would hear people talking again and I would try to get out of bed only to "wake up" again. I just kept repeating this process.

At some point, you added me to your friends list. I am, of course, flattered, but I don't know you from Adam. Unless this is an alias for someone I do know, in which case...

 

[Tiger Fan]

I woke up at 2:30 last night and couldn't go back to sleep. I rolled around for an then tried an old fashioned but nothing. So I took a vicodin around 4:00. Still couldn't sleep. I was in this sort of comatose state where I didn't feel like moving but I was most certainly conscious. The some time around 7:00 I feel asleep. My wife left for work and I began to dream. Except I knew it was a dream and woke up. I thought. You know how that happens right? Well this happened to me about 15 times in a row. I kept waking up in bed in these weird places, some of them places I used to live in the past. I really started freaking out and kept trying to pull myself out of it but couldn't. I knew my wife wasn't there and she can usually tell when something is wrong with me and will wake me up. I knew my youngest son crawled in bed with us so I screamed his name trying anything to wake up. I was then finally able to do so. A vicodin has never had that kind of affect on me before. I'm really freaked out. And tired.

Jesus. This just happened like 5 times again. It was so bizzare. It was like I was a ghost or something. I could hear my kids playing, my wife yelling at them, her calling my name...Then I would "wake up" and it would go away, for about a second. Then I would hear people talking again and I would try to get out of bed only to "wake up" again. I just kept repeating this process.

At some point, you added me to your friends list. I am, of course, flattered, but I don't know you from Adam. Unless this is an alias for someone I do know, in which case...

Same here.Clearly, given the username..it's an alias....however I have no clue (or forgot) who this is.

 

[Shtaym Syek]

I don't get this airline. They make me turn off my headphones (noise canceling), but I can listen to their XM radio on takeoff?

 

[baloons]

I woke up at 2:30 last night and couldn't go back to sleep. I rolled around for an then tried an old fashioned but nothing. So I took a vicodin around 4:00. Still couldn't sleep. I was in this sort of comatose state where I didn't feel like moving but I was most certainly conscious. The some time around 7:00 I feel asleep. My wife left for work and I began to dream. Except I knew it was a dream and woke up. I thought. You know how that happens right? Well this happened to me about 15 times in a row. I kept waking up in bed in these weird places, some of them places I used to live in the past. I really started freaking out and kept trying to pull myself out of it but couldn't. I knew my wife wasn't there and she can usually tell when something is wrong with me and will wake me up. I knew my youngest son crawled in bed with us so I screamed his name trying anything to wake up. I was then finally able to do so. A vicodin has never had that kind of affect on me before. I'm really freaked out. And tired.

Jesus. This just happened like 5 times again. It was so bizzare. It was like I was a ghost or something. I could hear my kids playing, my wife yelling at them, her calling my name...Then I would "wake up" and it would go away, for about a second. Then I would hear people talking again and I would try to get out of bed only to "wake up" again. I just kept repeating this process.

At some point, you added me to your friends list. I am, of course, flattered, but I don't know you from Adam. Unless this is an alias for someone I do know, in which case...

Same here.Clearly, given the username..it's an alias....however I have no clue (or forgot) who this is.

Not an alias. I jusy like you guys.

 

[Bonzai]

Been dating this girl on and off for about a year now. She asked me what her middle name was, and I had no idea. She, of course, knew mine. Am I a giant #######? How much trouble am I in here?

 

[-fish-]

Been dating this girl on and off for about a year now. She asked me what her middle name was, and I had no idea. She, of course, knew mine. Am I a giant #######? How much trouble am I in here?

Who gives a crap about middle names? You're in trouble, but not because you don't know her name. She's screwing with you.

 

[Samuel L Bronkowitz]

I woke up at 2:30 last night and couldn't go back to sleep. I rolled around for an then tried an old fashioned but nothing. So I took a vicodin around 4:00. Still couldn't sleep. I was in this sort of comatose state where I didn't feel like moving but I was most certainly conscious. The some time around 7:00 I feel asleep. My wife left for work and I began to dream. Except I knew it was a dream and woke up. I thought. You know how that happens right? Well this happened to me about 15 times in a row. I kept waking up in bed in these weird places, some of them places I used to live in the past. I really started freaking out and kept trying to pull myself out of it but couldn't. I knew my wife wasn't there and she can usually tell when something is wrong with me and will wake me up. I knew my youngest son crawled in bed with us so I screamed his name trying anything to wake up. I was then finally able to do so. A vicodin has never had that kind of affect on me before. I'm really freaked out. And tired.

Jesus. This just happened like 5 times again. It was so bizzare. It was like I was a ghost or something. I could hear my kids playing, my wife yelling at them, her calling my name...Then I would "wake up" and it would go away, for about a second. Then I would hear people talking again and I would try to get out of bed only to "wake up" again. I just kept repeating this process.

At some point, you added me to your friends list. I am, of course, flattered, but I don't know you from Adam. Unless this is an alias for someone I do know, in which case...

Same here.Clearly, given the username..it's an alias....however I have no clue (or forgot) who this is.

Not an alias. I jusy like you guys.

Friend request accepted and returned

 

[Uncle Owen]

Been dating this girl on and off for about a year now. She asked me what her middle name was, and I had no idea. She, of course, knew mine. Am I a giant #######? How much trouble am I in here?

I bet it's Ann. Just give it a shot.

 

[YSR]

Been dating this girl on and off for about a year now. She asked me what her middle name was, and I had no idea. She, of course, knew mine. Am I a giant #######? How much trouble am I in here?

My BF just made up a middle name for me because he couldn't remember mine. He at least got the middle initial correct.

 

[Tiny Dancer]

"Rhymes with a female body part"

 

[Bonzai]

Been dating this girl on and off for about a year now. She asked me what her middle name was, and I had no idea. She, of course, knew mine. Am I a giant #######? How much trouble am I in here?

My BF just made up a middle name for me because he couldn't remember mine. He at least got the middle initial correct.

She actually gave me the initial, and I still couldn't get it."I know it's not Bernadette..."

 

[JuniorNB]

Been dating this girl on and off for about a year now. She asked me what her middle name was, and I had no idea. She, of course, knew mine. Am I a giant #######? How much trouble am I in here?

I bet it's Ann. Just give it a shot.

If that's wrong, try Lynn. Between the two, you have about 70% of all women covered.

 

[Uncle Owen]

Been dating this girl on and off for about a year now. She asked me what her middle name was, and I had no idea. She, of course, knew mine. Am I a giant #######? How much trouble am I in here?

My BF just made up a middle name for me because he couldn't remember mine. He at least got the middle initial correct.

She actually gave me the initial, and I still couldn't get it."I know it's not Bernadette..."

If she doesn't look like a Bertha, don't guess Bertha.

 

[Drifter]

Some bragging: On "our" peak day this holiday season, an average of 160 orders were placed every second. Despite that mind staggering volume, on Dec. 23rd, "we " rented a Cessna to fly 273 late sorting free shipping packages from Kentucky to North Carolina because we had promised they would arrive by Christmas.

That's customer service.

 

[RudiStein]

I have nothing to say.