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I think TUP is supposed to have the late shift in chat. I busy watching tall dudes miss dunks.

ETA: "I busy?" Maker's is working.

 
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Eating at an Indian restaurant before the movies. This 3 year old multi-racial girl (half black/half Indian) is singing and dancing to the Indian music playing. And she has a British accent. It's like the cutest Benetton ad ever.
lol
:goodposting:After my walk I figured a little Crazy Bowl was in order. Alright I completely forgot about it. 2.5 hours later and I'm in my chair watching Bear. The look on Dylan's face when he just ate a scorpion was priceless. "That wasn't very nice."
Is this code for something? :confused:
:IspeakJive:SLB liked TU's story about a little girl dancing in a restaurant.He took a long walk.After the strenuous exercise, he rewarded himself with some cannabis smoked from a pipe whose receptacle is commonly called a bowl.Later, he was in a comfortable chair watching Man vs Wild and one of the characters ate a scorpion which did not suit his epicurian tastes.
Man I wish.No, I walked 11.2 miles. I got home posted some pic on the FB from said walk when Mrs. SLB told me to hurry up because Cal's class had some charity bowling thing.But I'm doing much better now.
 
I think TUP is supposed to have the late shift in chat. I busy watching tall dudes miss dunks.ETA: "I busy?" Maker's is working.
Just got home a bit ago...have the skills competition DVRed...just saw Kenny Smiff (from 15 blocks from where I am RIGHT NOW) drain a half courter to win it for Tejas
 
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Half way through my first one. We bought 4 for the four of us, but two of my GBs decided to go get steaks instead of playing cards before we headed out....so now I (get to?) (have to?) drink 2.Heading downtown in about an hour.

This will get ugly.
I somehow agreed to lead my mom's book club discussion?
:thumbup:
:goodposting: Pics or GTFO.

 
I somehow agreed to lead my mom's book club discussion?
That doesn't sound that bad. I love hanging out with little old ladies. You can pretty much say anything and theyll tell you you're the most charming handsome man in the world. If you let it be known what your favorite kind of baked goods are, you'll need to make two trips to bring it all home. How hard is it to read a book and talk about what you thought about it? And you get huge points with your mom in the future, which will accrue interest as her friends remind her how nice you were and how they hope you can come again.
I like the way old ladies smell. It might be a fetish.
 
I somehow agreed to lead my mom's book club discussion?
That doesn't sound that bad. I love hanging out with little old ladies. You can pretty much say anything and theyll tell you you're the most charming handsome man in the world. If you let it be known what your favorite kind of baked goods are, you'll need to make two trips to bring it all home. How hard is it to read a book and talk about what you thought about it? And you get huge points with your mom in the future, which will accrue interest as her friends remind her how nice you were and how they hope you can come again.
I like the way old ladies smell. It might be a fetish.
Wet newspapers?
 
I somehow agreed to lead my mom's book club discussion?
That doesn't sound that bad. I love hanging out with little old ladies. You can pretty much say anything and theyll tell you you're the most charming handsome man in the world. If you let it be known what your favorite kind of baked goods are, you'll need to make two trips to bring it all home. How hard is it to read a book and talk about what you thought about it? And you get huge points with your mom in the future, which will accrue interest as her friends remind her how nice you were and how they hope you can come again.
I like the way old ladies smell. It might be a fetish.
Wet newspapers?
Soaking wet.
 
I just got home from an eight-course snout-to-tail pig dinner, with wine pairings. The palate cleanser was a pig's-blood gelato.

:wasvegetarianuntilafewmonthsago:

Yowza.

 
You know which episode of Bones I loved? The one where the chick is really really smart, but also tough; and the tough guy cop buddy of hers is a little vulnerable and she helps him out by kicking ###. However, he shows he knows a thing or two as well and smart chick notices him a little bit more! And oh boy, the sexual tension between these two!!! Can you say fireworks?
So you've never watched it. Thanks for your opinion, tim.
I've seen two of them. Two too many.
 
You just maintain your ability to post this evening, whether in this thread of the drunk thread. And asnwer me this: if one were planning to drink Jack and Coke all night, but got home and realized that he had no Coke and instead of Jack, he had Beam, how would a mixture of Beam and my son's Fruit Punch flavored Capri Sun taste? Since I don't have my son this weekend I did no grocery shopping and the only liquids in my fridge are Fruit Punch flavored Capri-Suns, expired Milk and beer. I'll zip up, hangup and listen.
I'm hammered at 730. Go and get some coke. Or drink some jack and
So hammered that you can't answer texts. Lame.
 
I somehow agreed to lead my mom's book club discussion?
That doesn't sound that bad. I love hanging out with little old ladies. You can pretty much say anything and theyll tell you you're the most charming handsome man in the world. If you let it be known what your favorite kind of baked goods are, you'll need to make two trips to bring it all home. How hard is it to read a book and talk about what you thought about it? And you get huge points with your mom in the future, which will accrue interest as her friends remind her how nice you were and how they hope you can come again.
I would go gay for bostonfred.
 
DANGER WILL ROBINSON DANGER
Half way through my first one. We bought 4 for the four of us, but two of my GBs decided to go get steaks instead of playing cards before we headed out....so now I (get to?) (have to?) drink 2.Heading downtown in about an hour.This will get ugly.
I somehow agreed to lead my mom's book club discussion?
:lmao:
:lmao:Pics or GTFO.
of my mom?
 
You just maintain your ability to post this evening, whether in this thread of the drunk thread. And asnwer me this: if one were planning to drink Jack and Coke all night, but got home and realized that he had no Coke and instead of Jack, he had Beam, how would a mixture of Beam and my son's Fruit Punch flavored Capri Sun taste? Since I don't have my son this weekend I did no grocery shopping and the only liquids in my fridge are Fruit Punch flavored Capri-Suns, expired Milk and beer. I'll zip up, hangup and listen.
I'm hammered at 730. Go and get some coke. Or drink some jack and
So hammered that you can't answer texts. Lame.
Apppparently I* cant even finish a sentenceDrunkchat is activaterd

LOL terd

 
I somehow agreed to lead my mom's book club discussion?
That doesn't sound that bad. I love hanging out with little old ladies. You can pretty much say anything and theyll tell you you're the most charming handsome man in the world. If you let it be known what your favorite kind of baked goods are, you'll need to make two trips to bring it all home. How hard is it to read a book and talk about what you thought about it? And you get huge points with your mom in the future, which will accrue interest as her friends remind her how nice you were and how they hope you can come again.
I like the way old ladies smell. It might be a fetish.
Wet newspapers?
Soaking wet.
:mellow:
 
I lost a bet last night so now I have to join Facebook.Can I friend anyone here? :goodposting:
If you want to look at pictures of my kid all day, be my guest.On a Facebook-related note, my mom finally friend requested me. I don't see any way around this. Oof.
Yeah. I can't believe I didn't get a "BOBBY!" post from mine last week.
And I tried the bit where you keep them as a friend but block them from your posts....doesn't work. My son and dad see everything I post. :shrug:I hate having to bleep myself.
 
JFC.

I actually got in to a quasi-fight at the bar last night. The whole thing was totally random and surreal.

The wife and I went out to dinner and then to a bar that is less than half a mile from our house. We like going there every now and then because we can walk home if we can't drive. My friend Chris met us there for drinks and darts.

About 11PM the place started getting packed. The 3 of us were sitting at a high table when this woman asked if we were using the 4th chair. We told her she could sit with us and the dude she was with stood next to the table.

Now this couple was probably about 45 and little over-dressed for the place. The guy was wearing a suit and tie which was strange for a Saturday night at this place.

Anyway nothing seemed out of the ordinary but I could tell the guy was pretty drunk. He was also Scottish. So I'll call him Willie. We were all actually having a good time. My wife and the Scottish dude's girlfriend were talking and joking. Me and Chris were talking to the dude or at least trying to.

He was one of those drunks that couldn't focus on anything for longer than 5 seconds. Chris asked him "How long have you lived in the U.S.?" The Willie's reply was something like "I came here in 19...Damn, it's going to take a long time to get a drink with this crowd." He also kept asking for random high-fives and fist-bumps. But overall he was being friendly enough despite not making much sense.

The next thing I know Willie's moved around to the side of the table next to Chris and he's standing over him like he's trying to intimidate Chris. Chris hadn't said a word to the guy and just laughed it off. Then Willie moves over between my wife and his chick. I don't recall exactly was he said to his girl but it was something pretty perverted like "show everyone how you don't have a gag reflex". His chick told him to go back to his side of the table.

But he stayed there and then asked my wife for a high-five. My wife was getting tired of his antics and said "No. Just go back over there. Then he actually tried to grab my wife's arm and make her high-five him :wub:

That's when I stood up and said "Whoa, time for you to back up...seriously." So now he moves over to get in my face. I stood my ground and told him "Get the F away, dude." So then he steps up to get right up to me so I grabbed the lapels of his suit jacket and started to push him back.

Then the crazy SOB head-butts me. Or at least he tried to. I kind of saw it coming and I pulled my head back. His forehead just popped my upper lip. It wasn't to strong of a blow but it did give me a slight fat lip. So now I'm ready to beat the everloving crap out of this guy. But by this time everyone around us saw what had happened. Some guy that we had been playing darts with moved in to pull me off. He had ahold of my right arm so I went to punch Willie with my left. I had no leverage and was still being pulled back so it didn't land very hard. Just a quick pop to the nose.

After that there were probably 10 guys that jumped in to pull us apart. Fortunately everyone nearby saw that this dude had started it and he was 86ed.

Now here's the kicker. Willie's chick stayed in the bar...at out table. She starts telling my wife that he gets like that. One minute he's the life of the party and the next he's starting fights. She also said "he's a soccer player so all he knows how to do is head-butt". :no: Bizarre.

I was pretty hammered but I do remember yelling at the guy as he was being pulled out "You cheap-shotting MFer! I'll end you!" :lmao:

 
JFC.I actually got in to a quasi-fight at the bar last night. The whole thing was totally random and surreal.The wife and I went out to dinner and then to a bar that is less than half a mile from our house. We like going there every now and then because we can walk home if we can't drive. My friend Chris met us there for drinks and darts. About 11PM the place started getting packed. The 3 of us were sitting at a high table when this woman asked if we were using the 4th chair. We told her she could sit with us and the dude she was with stood next to the table.Now this couple was probably about 45 and little over-dressed for the place. The guy was wearing a suit and tie which was strange for a Saturday night at this place. Anyway nothing seemed out of the ordinary but I could tell the guy was pretty drunk. He was also Scottish. So I'll call him Willie. We were all actually having a good time. My wife and the Scottish dude's girlfriend were talking and joking. Me and Chris were talking to the dude or at least trying to.He was one of those drunks that couldn't focus on anything for longer than 5 seconds. Chris asked him "How long have you lived in the U.S.?" The Willie's reply was something like "I came here in 19...Damn, it's going to take a long time to get a drink with this crowd." He also kept asking for random high-fives and fist-bumps. But overall he was being friendly enough despite not making much sense. The next thing I know Willie's moved around to the side of the table next to Chris and he's standing over him like he's trying to intimidate Chris. Chris hadn't said a word to the guy and just laughed it off. Then Willie moves over between my wife and his chick. I don't recall exactly was he said to his girl but it was something pretty perverted like "show everyone how you don't have a gag reflex". His chick told him to go back to his side of the table.But he stayed there and then asked my wife for a high-five. My wife was getting tired of his antics and said "No. Just go back over there. Then he actually tried to grab my wife's arm and make her high-five him :unsure:That's when I stood up and said "Whoa, time for you to back up...seriously." So now he moves over to get in my face. I stood my ground and told him "Get the F away, dude." So then he steps up to get right up to me so I grabbed the lapels of his suit jacket and started to push him back. Then the crazy SOB head-butts me. Or at least he tried to. I kind of saw it coming and I pulled my head back. His forehead just popped my upper lip. It wasn't to strong of a blow but it did give me a slight fat lip. So now I'm ready to beat the everloving crap out of this guy. But by this time everyone around us saw what had happened. Some guy that we had been playing darts with moved in to pull me off. He had ahold of my right arm so I went to punch Willie with my left. I had no leverage and was still being pulled back so it didn't land very hard. Just a quick pop to the nose. After that there were probably 10 guys that jumped in to pull us apart. Fortunately everyone nearby saw that this dude had started it and he was 86ed. Now here's the kicker. Willie's chick stayed in the bar...at out table. She starts telling my wife that he gets like that. One minute he's the life of the party and the next he's starting fights. She also said "he's a soccer player so all he knows how to do is head-butt". :jawdrop: Bizarre. I was pretty hammered but I do remember yelling at the guy as he was being pulled out "You cheap-shotting MFer! I'll end you!" :lmao:
Note to self. When cornholing Rudi, move to his left
 
Pretty sure I'm really going to enjoy being FB friends with Samuel L Bronkowitz. :excited:

 
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