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General Malaise said:
Celph Titled said:
So, my 35-yo stepsister got completely bombed tonight and tried to hit on a 12 year-old. You don't see that every day.
Gonna need a little more to this one, GB.
My wife reported this one to me, I actually wasn't present for this. But apparently he was wearing a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle shirt or something and they "met" as they were walking to the bathroom.Also, "Ed and Diane" were there. Ed has a high-pitched voice, is constantly scouring a crappy campground with his metal detector, and freely used the "n" word last year while bombed. He also tried to hit on my stepsister. Also, the dog barks at him with a raw, intense hatred. Diane kicked off last night's dinner with a "prayer", which actually began 5 minutes into the meal, and that nobody wanted a part of. I was able to subtly make the univeral "jerking off" motion within my chick's eyesight, which got a giggle (sorry flyover state GB's). During the prayer, Diane mentioned how great "the country of Lake Tahoe" is.Later, after her awful prayer, Diane got hammered on tequila and almost fell into the campfire. I am not making this up.GM> Are you familiar with the girl/camera/mirror website? I just started a thread on :e:. It's...amazing.
 
I've had a Tanner-ful 24 hours, starting yesterday morning when I spent 3 hours driving all around Jacksonville trying to track down a package. I wound up in some sketchier parts of town, and the only real highlight of the morning was this.

Then, this morning, the BF - upon taking a closer look at the t-shirt I slept in - asked where Oildale University was. Umm... Err...
Had to drive through the Dale just now. here you go
Exchange I just had with my dad:Dad: What's that t-shirt say? [looks at my Oildale U shirt and is :goodposting: ]

Me: I got it from someone in California

Dad: Who?

Me: It was just this secret santa gift thing and this guy... [start to realize how this is sounding]

Dad: You shouldn't be getting gifts from some guy in California

Me: Dad, it's no big deal. He's married and teaches middle school and...

Dad: [stares both blankly and expectantly]

Me: :mellow:

:lmao: Sometimes it's hard to explain the Internet.

 
Oh man.

I got home from the casino about 2:30 and I didn't hear from Mrs. SLB. Maybe she is done with me, I don't know. It was hot but not too bad and I was sitting on my patio with a heaping helpin' of JD listening to the Cardinal game. The dog brings me a ball and I'm in a good mood (do those words rhyme?) so I figure I'll throw the ball for awhile. Now my patio is a semicircle that is surrounded by a brick wall. Years ago I stacked some cinder blocks to make stairs for the dog to get to the yard because I didn't want to knock a hole in the wall. Maybe it was the booze or the fact I was dialing on my phone but as I'm walking down my hoosier stairs the second cinder block somehow shoots out from underneath me like a watermelon seed between the fingers. My phone goes flying in the air and my head, my head, hits the top cinder block from about a 7 foot free fall. It's funny, I was thinking about in another thr:e:ad how some people that want to shoot their mouth off at me, unprovoked mind you, wouldn't dream of doing so to my face. Anyhow, I felt the back of my head and blood was gushing out and there was a huge lump. I wasn't sure what to do so I picked up my drink, I DIDN'T SPILL IT, and headed inside. Mrs. SLB came home to find me drunk and covered with blood and mud. She was not amused.

 
holy ####....did you have to go to the hospital?
No, she said I should have. It bled for almost 2 hours. I don't know, maybe I should get it checked out. It's good to me married to a medical professional.
you ok SLB??? :lmao:
I hope so.
Bled for two hours and a large bump? Meh, I'm sure nothing to think twice about.
:lmao:I messed up my rotator too. Dang.Maybe I should go back to bed.
 
as I'm walking down my hoosier stairs the second cinder block somehow shoots out from underneath me like a watermelon seed between the fingers.
This is a term I have not heard before, probably because I am a Hoosier. :goodposting:
In the St. Louis area, hoosier is an adjective used to describe anything that's... not quite right. My old man complains about those "Damn hoosier Missouri drivers" all the time.
 
as I'm walking down my hoosier stairs the second cinder block somehow shoots out from underneath me like a watermelon seed between the fingers.
This is a term I have not heard before, probably because I am a Hoosier. :)
In the St. Louis area, hoosier is an adjective used to describe anything that's... not quite right. My old man complains about those "Damn hoosier Missouri drivers" all the time.
My wife's family are all hoosiers, and that sounds spot on... :hey:
 
Homer J Simpson said:
Stealth photo of her talking to someone Im actually friends with...I'm really hoping my discretions don't get out to the general public.

http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o131/3putter/e93cf6a4.jpg
Your friend looks like Norm.

So you're Cliff Claven?
I'm Sam.Or maybe Woody.
Screaming Viking please.
:lmao: Do you want your cucumber bruised?
:goodposting: Like you wouldn't believe.

 

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