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speaking of root beer... despite many efforts in my younger years, i'm pretty certain there's no way to mix root beer and hard alcohol to make a decent drink. if someone has solved this mystery, i'd be curious to hear what works.
Never tried... initial thought is to mix with vanilla vodka, like a root beer float?
 
I'm in a meeting with 30 people and the lights just went out for a second because no one had moved in the 5 minute period it takes to trigger the motion sensor.

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'Bogart said:
'Kev4029 said:
'Bogart said:
Enjoying a tasty Dr. Pepper Ten on ice. Only 10 calories per can.Not the bite of a normal Dr. Pepper, but not the aftertaste of a Diet Dr. Pepper. Will probably make a good mixer when you only have crappy alcohol.
Other than root beer, Dr. Pepper Ten is by far the tastiest diet pop around.
Which Diet Root Beer do you prefer? I haven't found one I like yet, but I haven't tried many Diet ones.
I typically go with A&W and its much better than Barq's or Mug in my opinion, but they are all passable. Most of the sugar free "micro" root beers that I've had are terrible.
 
'Bogart said:
'Kev4029 said:
'Bogart said:
Enjoying a tasty Dr. Pepper Ten on ice. Only 10 calories per can.Not the bite of a normal Dr. Pepper, but not the aftertaste of a Diet Dr. Pepper. Will probably make a good mixer when you only have crappy alcohol.
Other than root beer, Dr. Pepper Ten is by far the tastiest diet pop around.
Which Diet Root Beer do you prefer? I haven't found one I like yet, but I haven't tried many Diet ones.
speaking of root beer... despite many efforts in my younger years, i'm pretty certain there's no way to mix root beer and hard alcohol to make a decent drink. if someone has solved this mystery, i'd be curious to hear what works.
Smirnoff Rootbeer Vodka with regular rootbeer does the trick. The vodka is also 100 proof so it'll do the job.
:goodposting:There are a few different root beer vodkas out there that mix pretty damn well with root beer. I think I have a handle of Pinnacle which was something like $18.
 
'Bogart said:
'Kev4029 said:
'Bogart said:
Enjoying a tasty Dr. Pepper Ten on ice. Only 10 calories per can.Not the bite of a normal Dr. Pepper, but not the aftertaste of a Diet Dr. Pepper. Will probably make a good mixer when you only have crappy alcohol.
Other than root beer, Dr. Pepper Ten is by far the tastiest diet pop around.
Which Diet Root Beer do you prefer? I haven't found one I like yet, but I haven't tried many Diet ones.
I typically go with A&W and its much better than Barq's or Mug in my opinion, but they are all passable. Most of the sugar free "micro" root beers that I've had are terrible.
That is probably my problem. I have only tried the "micro" diet ones. Will give A&W and Barq's a shot.
 
speaking of root beer... despite many efforts in my younger years, i'm pretty certain there's no way to mix root beer and hard alcohol to make a decent drink. if someone has solved this mystery, i'd be curious to hear what works.
Never tried... initial thought is to mix with vanilla vodka, like a root beer float?
Root Beer and Captain Morgan.
:goodposting:
I usually go with Diet Dr. Pepper with Captain Morgan. I'll have to try this.
 
speaking of root beer... despite many efforts in my younger years, i'm pretty certain there's no way to mix root beer and hard alcohol to make a decent drink. if someone has solved this mystery, i'd be curious to hear what works.
Never tried... initial thought is to mix with vanilla vodka, like a root beer float?
Root Beer and Captain Morgan.
:goodposting:
I usually go with Diet Dr. Pepper with Captain Morgan. I'll have to try this.
go for it!
 
So I am at the Vet with my dog right now. She has some allergic reaction to something at a dog park she was at for a total of 20 minutes. Oof! In any case, she'll be thrilled to get peanut butter with pills, but the chocolate soft serve coming from her butt as a result of said pills will be less than pleasant (as if it is ever pleasant, but this is worse).

 
update for krista: first voicemail added to the 18 texts.
Angry or begging?
acted like nothing happened. don't expect normal levels of crazy with this one. she's a sociopath.
I actually thought about editing and adding that option. Sounds like you're definitely in for the sneak attach at a bar.And you will likely be drunk and make the Homer-mistake. Be sure to take pics
 
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update for krista: first voicemail added to the 18 texts.
Angry or begging?
acted like nothing happened. don't expect normal levels of crazy with this one. she's a sociopath.
I actually thought about editing and adding that option. Sounds like you're definitely in for the sneak attach at a bar.And you will likely be drunk and make the Homer-mistake. Be sure to take pics
I really need a caddy. Luckily, I have two female friends that like to go to bars and now hate this chick. I think they'll help keep me safe for the near future.
 
Update for Krista: 16 texts, no calls, but repeated requests to get together to "talk"
I don't see anything wrong with talking her brains out every week or two.
I am not willing to allow these levels of crazy into my life, even if the level of crazy is just as high in everything she does...and she does everything.
Gotcha. In case of emergency, point her at me. I have always attracted the crazy.
 
Update for Krista: 16 texts, no calls, but repeated requests to get together to "talk"
I don't see anything wrong with talking her brains out every week or two.
I am not willing to allow these levels of crazy into my life, even if the level of crazy is just as high in everything she does...and she does everything.
You can let her in your life, just don't let her in your residence.
 
Update for Krista: 16 texts, no calls, but repeated requests to get together to "talk"
I don't see anything wrong with talking her brains out every week or two.
I am not willing to allow these levels of crazy into my life, even if the level of crazy is just as high in everything she does...and she does everything.
Gotcha. In case of emergency, point her at me. I have always attracted the crazy.
I was married so long that I forgot that I do, too. Throughout college my friends were always amazed at how insane the girls I dated turned out to be. I'm giving up choosing my dates/interests. My young friends have agreed to take over those responsibilities for me.
 
Update for Krista: 16 texts, no calls, but repeated requests to get together to "talk"
I don't see anything wrong with talking her brains out every week or two.
I am not willing to allow these levels of crazy into my life, even if the level of crazy is just as high in everything she does...and she does everything.
Gotcha. In case of emergency, point her at me. I have always attracted the crazy.
I was married so long that I forgot that I do, too. Throughout college my friends were always amazed at how insane the girls I dated turned out to be. I'm giving up choosing my dates/interests. My young friends have agreed to take over those responsibilities for me.
educated guesses -1. you choose chicks significantly younger than you2. lil bit standoffish 3. once you decide you're out, you drop communication down to zero very quickly, maybe without any warning at all
 
Update for Krista: 16 texts, no calls, but repeated requests to get together to "talk"
I don't see anything wrong with talking her brains out every week or two.
I am not willing to allow these levels of crazy into my life, even if the level of crazy is just as high in everything she does...and she does everything.
Gotcha. In case of emergency, point her at me. I have always attracted the crazy.
I was married so long that I forgot that I do, too. Throughout college my friends were always amazed at how insane the girls I dated turned out to be. I'm giving up choosing my dates/interests. My young friends have agreed to take over those responsibilities for me.
educated guesses -1. you choose chicks significantly younger than you2. lil bit standoffish 3. once you decide you're out, you drop communication down to zero very quickly, maybe without any warning at all
nonono
 
Update for Krista: 16 texts, no calls, but repeated requests to get together to "talk"
I don't see anything wrong with talking her brains out every week or two.
I am not willing to allow these levels of crazy into my life, even if the level of crazy is just as high in everything she does...and she does everything.
Gotcha. In case of emergency, point her at me. I have always attracted the crazy.
I was married so long that I forgot that I do, too. Throughout college my friends were always amazed at how insane the girls I dated turned out to be. I'm giving up choosing my dates/interests. My young friends have agreed to take over those responsibilities for me.
educated guesses -1. you choose chicks significantly younger than you2. lil bit standoffish 3. once you decide you're out, you drop communication down to zero very quickly, maybe without any warning at all
nonono
Really? huh
 
Update for Krista: 16 texts, no calls, but repeated requests to get together to "talk"
I don't see anything wrong with talking her brains out every week or two.
I am not willing to allow these levels of crazy into my life, even if the level of crazy is just as high in everything she does...and she does everything.
Gotcha. In case of emergency, point her at me. I have always attracted the crazy.
I was married so long that I forgot that I do, too. Throughout college my friends were always amazed at how insane the girls I dated turned out to be. I'm giving up choosing my dates/interests. My young friends have agreed to take over those responsibilities for me.
educated guesses -1. you choose chicks significantly younger than you2. lil bit standoffish 3. once you decide you're out, you drop communication down to zero very quickly, maybe without any warning at all
nonono
Really? huh
sorry, counselor. I would own up to it if you pegged me on any of them. I really wouldn't mind knowing what it is that brings the crazy.
 
Update for Krista: 16 texts, no calls, but repeated requests to get together to "talk"
:lmao: Jeebus.Is "talk" code for "sex"?ETA: Do it (the talk not the sex). Do it for the sake of the FFA, or at least for SLB, who needs a laugh.
 
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Update for Krista: 16 texts, no calls, but repeated requests to get together to "talk"
I don't see anything wrong with talking her brains out every week or two.
I am not willing to allow these levels of crazy into my life, even if the level of crazy is just as high in everything she does...and she does everything.
Gotcha. In case of emergency, point her at me. I have always attracted the crazy.
I was married so long that I forgot that I do, too. Throughout college my friends were always amazed at how insane the girls I dated turned out to be. I'm giving up choosing my dates/interests. My young friends have agreed to take over those responsibilities for me.
educated guesses -1. you choose chicks significantly younger than you2. lil bit standoffish 3. once you decide you're out, you drop communication down to zero very quickly, maybe without any warning at all
nonono
Really? huh
sorry, counselor. I would own up to it if you pegged me on any of them. I really wouldn't mind knowing what it is that brings the crazy.
:shrug: I had a buddy who had an uncanny knack for the crazy. That was his MO. The last one especially. It's like magic.
 
I've got a few pages to catch up on. That being said I have a few things ot say.1. My wife and I went to a bar to watch the Brewers and Packers. I swear it was her idea. We.....I mean I got drunk, duh. But I think I have a greatwife who says "Yeah, its Sunday, lets go to a bar"2. My wife also said "Hey, lets have sex in the bathroom". Of course I obliged. Yes I just said obliged and yes we had sex in the bathroom. The bartenter looked at me strange when I walked out of the womens room.3. Here's the kicker. My bich of a sister. Shes never likedd my wife. But she had the balls to post a pic on facebook with her and my ex. The caption was "Great times with an old friend" Does anyone else find that strange? Unless we're talking a terrible marraige, would anyone destroy thier brother and his wife like that? Katie said "Your sister just slapped me in the face via facebook".Am we in the wrong here? I"m furious with my sister> I don't get upset Furious is a word I don't throw around lightly and I'm furious.
Your wife should "like" the pic, and/or you should post a comment about how great of a pic it is. Nothing will piss her off more than letting her know it doesn't bother you one little bit.
:goodposting:She's expecting a reaction. Don't give it to her
Absolutely. If you don't do this, I'm going to hack into your wife's account and do it for her (I suspect her password is something like "mypookiebear"). What a *(#)!$ #####. (your sister)
 
Thursday morning, flew cross country from Portland to Philadelphia through Denver on Southwest airlines with my fastidious father and anxiety riddled mother who chooses to fill any silence in the air with idle chit-chat and vapid questions that really don't need to be asked. Apparently, I walk too fast for them and they didn't much like it that I went through the TSA security line without them, despite the fact that we had 90 minutes until our flight was away.

Because my father fails at technology like Homer fails at sobriety, he wasn't able to figure out how to print boarding passes the night before, so I was essentially last in the cattle call for SW, meaning I was forced into the middle seat next to a white Shaquile O'Neal and an elderly woman who spent 99% of her time fidgeting through her gigantic purse to pull out tissues, lotion, mini-candies, snacks, lamps, rabbits, fuzzy dice and a Yugo. Meanwhile, my mother who was more than a few rows back kept shouting out my name to get me to turn around to see if I would be interested in shouting back over the sleeping passengers to talk about frivolous and trivial topics.

When we landed in Denver, my mother vowed to secure three seats together using her combination of award winning charm and obnoxious persistence. I disavowed her of that plan by selecting the first open seat I could find between a relatively attractive Asian gal and a slim, thin, neat gay man. It was between these two smaller, calmer creatures that I began to use up my free drink coupons like St Louis Bob uses up tissues near his home computer.

We arrived in Phily at 7:30pm and were welcomed off the plane by my sister who whined to my parents about not coming to this wedding a few days prior and despite the fact my mother has sworn up and down she wouldn't help my sister out with any money bought her a last minute ticket to Phily at what I can only presume was a high cost. :rant:

They went to luggage and secured our bags while I took a rather long bus ride to Thrifty Rental car where Hotwire gifted me with a royal blue Mercury Grand Marquis for the price of a compact. I would have preferred a Smart Car or a roller skate. This thing was a gigantic boat with a trunk big enough to hold at least 4 bodies. I would have liked to have stashed at least 3 bodies in there for the long ride to my Aunt's house near Valley Forge. Every time my speedometer climbed over the speed limit, my mother would shout out "SLOW DOWN!". Did I mention this car had two speedometers? God love the American made behemoths.

At my aunt's house was my cousin, who was getting married this Sat and her husband to be Tim. Tim’s sister and mother were there as well as some other people I’d never met before. Nice folks, but I had important business at 9pm. That's when the Ducks were kicking off. But I had a better chance of giving birth than I did of leaving this madness for a sports bar. My aunt, who is an 'antique dealer', swore up and down she had a nice TV to watch the game. It was an antique itself and about the size of a King Charles Spaniel. And now I get to mention her husband, who is, beyond a doubt, the loudest, most annoying human being on the planet. Every story you have will be topped by this clown. Most of his stories start off with him gesticulating wildly before realizing he doesn't even have a point to any of them and will tend to sit back down with his tail between his legs. His wife treats him like a monkey-butler and constantly shouts him down.

To make matters worse, this jackhole has Tivo, so anytime somebody said anything huddled around the TV, he would rewind the game and restart it. Only he operated this thing like Woz might a Space Shuttle and so you never had any real sense of what was happening in the most critical of moments. And he was flipping around between the Ducks and the Yankees like a man on crack and I never before wanted to pick a man up and remove him from his own house in all my life but I swear I got close.

I didn't check into my hotel until 1:30am. My dad and I planned to go to Gettysburg the next morning. It's a two hour drive from where we were and we had a 10am reservation to take a tour. This man has an obsession with being early. That meant a 6am wake up call. Did I mention that the night before I went bowling with Cosjobs, my wife and two sons?

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1. :lmao: :lmao: :lmao: 2. You really need to post stories more often. Do it for the children.

3. You have an incredible gift for the simile (or the metaphor, can never remember which is which).

4. Bear down, Chicago Bears.

 
Update for Krista: 16 texts, no calls, but repeated requests to get together to "talk"
:lmao: Jeebus.Is "talk" code for "sex"?ETA: Do it (the talk not the sex). Do it for the sake of the FFA, or at least for SLB, who needs a laugh.
talked to her on the phone. first she didn't really say anything, and by that I mean it literally. just silence for an uncomfortable amount of time. the conversation was actually relatively uneventful. she left me an opening, but I politely declined and wished her well.hopefully that's the end. somehow, I'm not sure it is.
 
One of my friends has the following Facebook status: "The midget that spins signs in front of our store was killed by a hit & run. Rest in peace, Lugnut"

I thought it was some sort of joke that I wasn't getting. But in reading the comments, no, a midget named Lugnut really died in a hit-and-run outside of her store. :loco:

 
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