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Check out the sig, GB.
Right, I know who you are.....i just can't believe back-to-back love making is off the table....
Not even Cliff Lee pitches every night.
We're not 9 inning guys like you, Stu. I'm a 1 inning closer at best (though I'm trending towards a LOOGY) and as such, am available on back-to-backs nights.
:thumbup: A few more baseball analogies and the Woz-signal is going to be lit.

 
Check out the sig, GB.
Right, I know who you are.....i just can't believe back-to-back love making is off the table....
Not even Cliff Lee pitches every night.
We're not 9 inning guys like you, Stu. I'm a 1 inning closer at best (though I'm trending towards a LOOGY) and as such, am available on back-to-backs nights.
:yes: A few more baseball analogies and the Woz-signal is going to be lit.
Hey guys, you talkin' softball?:flex:

 
bostonfred said:
Giant Wooden Badger said:
I'm just going to go ahead and put this out there. I don't really get the WW shtick.
It's a mildly entertaining game where you have to post and read each other's posts. Sometimes people post funny things that have nothing to do with the game. Sometimes the game gets good. Mostly it's just a huge time sink with a bunch of people talking. Enough of the good posters have made their way over there that there are some good times. If somebody came up with a better message board game to play than werewolf, I think most of them would quit werewolf and play that instead.
Isn't that what we're doing already?
 
pigskinliquors said:
5Rings said:
Live verdict? Regine = sexy as ####
Hello Exactly!Question: My wife and I are going out for date night on Saturday, her parents are watching the baby and staying over so we can stay out late. The downside of this is that they'll be staying in the guestroom, adjacent to our room, eliminating any chance for coitus that night.Any ideas on where we could bang, somewhere that's private and not gross? Also not sure if I want to shell out $80-100 for a hotel room for 15 minutes. :shrug:
HikeParking garageYour officeHer officeHotel lobby bathroom Library archive roomA's game
BARTChina or Ocean beach
Do you own a mini-van? :unsure:
back in the day...Ocean Beach with a joint, fire and sleeping bag was :confused: Nobody is there
 
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Disco Stu said:
Chiwawa said:
Just got an email from a guy in our long-running FBB league who tried to beg out of the league fee for FFB this year. It's $20. He's an attorney.
Maybe he could pay in coupons.
GM wouldn't accept my alternate form of payment this year either. :lmao:
 
General Malaise said:
Tat just asked me who I'm taking at #4....I honestly have no idea what the FF landscape looks like this year. None. Better get a magazine today.
Don't answer. I think I pick 5th and I'm sure he'll ask me next.
 
What happened to SLB? I don't know him from Adam, but he was entertaining in here.

Anyway, I think I could be the biggest ### on the planet when it comes to customer service people. The time I asked the Indian (dot) woman on the other end of the line to get me someone who speaks English probably tipped the CS world off, but today probably cemented me in the hall of fame as our DSL line went out yesterday and was not up this morning.

A 1-5 appointment "time" was set-up, but there was no sign of them by 3:30. I called in to see if anyone was on their way. After holding for 10 minutes as she checked on that particular fact, the woman came back with, "They're still going to get to your ticket today." I pointed out my question concerned whether or not they were actually on the road towards my office, but she just repeated her statement with inflection. The fun started there. At some point, I said, "that's ######ed" and she informed me of her cousin with Down's. Unphased, I continued to tell her there was no reason to go back through "troubleshooting" to reschedule an appointment for Monday morning, but she insisted. After immediately answering "ok, done" every time she tried walking me through the steps to trouble shoot my modem, she finally caught on about 10 questions in, asking me, "Sir, are you actually doing the steps?"

The cool part was that I got cut off with the guy who was originally trying to help me. After waiting on him to call back for about 10 minutes, I got hooked up with little miss sunshine. He called back during the troubleshooting process and I'm not entirely certain she ever dropped the call as I just left her on hold as the first guy handled the rescheduling for Monday without a hiccup. Her line was still lit up when I walked out the door, but I don't know if she was still on the line.

 
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General Malaise said:
Tat just asked me who I'm taking at #4....I honestly have no idea what the FF landscape looks like this year. None. Better get a magazine today.
Don't answer. I think I pick 5th and I'm sure he'll ask me next.
Hoy boy......so he's that guy. I can't remember the last time I actually thought about a fantasy draft a month or so out. I planned to draft MH1 without so much as a sheet of paper, but gave up real fast when I lost track of players in round 2.

Should I just make the check payable to Tat now?

 
What happened to SLB? I don't know him from Adam, but he was entertaining in here.

Anyway, I think I could be the biggest ### on the planet when it comes to customer service people. The time I asked the Indian (dot) woman on the other end of the line to get me someone who speaks English probably tipped the CS world off, but today probably cemented me in the hall of fame as our DSL line went out yesterday and was not up this morning.

A 1-5 appointment "time" was set-up, but there was no sign of them by 3:30. I called in to see if anyone was on their way. After holding for 10 minutes as she checked on that particular fact, the woman came back with, "They're still going to get to your ticket today." I pointed out my question concerned whether or not they were actually on the road towards my office, but she just repeated her statement with inflection. The fun started there. At some point, I said, "that's ######ed" and she informed me of her cousin with Down's. Unphased, I continued to tell her there was no reason to go back through "troubleshooting" to reschedule an appointment for Monday morning, but she insisted. After immediately answering "ok, done" every time she tried walking me through the steps to trouble shoot my modem, she finally caught on about 10 questions in, asking me, "Sir, are you actually doing the steps?"

The cool part was that I got cut off with the guy who was originally trying to help me. After waiting on him to call back for about 10 minutes, I got hooked up with little miss sunshine. He called back during the troubleshooting process and I'm not entirely certain she ever dropped the call as I just left her on hold as the first guy handled the rescheduling for Monday without a hiccup. Her line was still lit up when I walked out the door, but I don't know if she was still on the line.
:thumbup: :no: :lmao: :lmao: When I was at my last job, there was an intern there named Hock Meng Tay. He was from Singapore and went by the name "Tay". He was just out of grad school, was attempting to get his PhD so he could stay in the states, but flunked out and ended up latching on with us through an H1N work visa or some such. I think he appeared in one my EAT-OFF pics, unbeknownst to him.

Anyhow, Tay's english sucked. It sucked so bad. It never improved while he was with us, despite 8 or so years of US American College and several years interning with us. The guy just couldn't talk in a manner I could understand, though lord knows I tried my best. Nice enough guy, very very very mild mannered, a smaller, tinier, asianier version of Redraiders, with much less bite.

Tay worked on financial spreadsheet models all day, every day. He came in early, stayed late, loved his job and never really said much to anybody. He was like owning a cat who was proficient in Excel. When I took over the head trading chair, I received the added benefit of being the point person to answer all calls. Even cold calls, sales calls and calls from people with the wrong number. Anytime I got a sales call from a pushy SOB, I'd say hang on, then shout out "HEY TAY - PARK 75"..... :lmao:

I'd watch as the light indicator for his station would stay lit for about 20 seconds tops. I could hear him trying to force conversation as best he could, eager to help....but virtually every time the caller would give up and hang up on him. He's back in Singapore now....I bet he tells his buddies that Americans have the worst phone manners of any country.

 
Frostillicus said:
I've been thinking about it lately, and I really think whoever it was should have let Woz quit when she had the chance.
I know I'm way behind here, but :lmao: .I felt bad for the guy. :lmao:
 
Running with scissors said:
We need more of this.
:confused: I have no idea where to start on how awesome that story was.I was not here much when mojo was posting, but from what I've heard about him, this thread could really use him for the stories, too.
 
I'm staring to think that the average number of times per day that I flip someone off in traffic might be a little on the high side. :confused:

 
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GBGM, any updates on honeymoon plans? Friends wanted to road trip to Jackson tomorrow to see some bands, which reminded me that you're coming through in a couple of months, yes?

 
kevzilla said:
SofaKings said:
krista4 said:
SofaKings said:
I'm staring to think that the average number of times per day that I flip someone off in traffic might be a little on the high side. :)
It used to be that if someone honked at me it was an involuntary reflex to flip the bird before I ever even looked to see who it was, now with the daughters usually in the car I have been able to control that reflex and even choke off the instant "mother####er" comment.
I should probably be more careful. In Memphis I think it can get you killed.
Can't be more dangerous than Detroit.
Or pretty much anywhere in Texas.
I think Robbie Cooper threatened to shoot me once if I swerved towards him on his motorcycle.
 
krista4 said:
This is all true.I guarantee that the drivers here are much worse, though. I've never seen anything like it. I have seen my doom, and I know that it will come on a Memphis highway.
Just wait until you get to Africa.
 
krista4 said:
This is all true.

I guarantee that the drivers here are much worse, though. I've never seen anything like it. I have seen my doom, and I know that it will come on a Memphis highway.
Just wait until you get to Africa.
I don't know. I've spent enough time in SE Asia to know a lot about bad driving, but this is on a new level.By the way, I'm scrolling through to catch up on Facebook and see that one of my friends has added this (Nicholas and Jackson are her kids):

"xxxxxxx added Nicholas and Jackson 2001-forever to her employers."

:)

 
videoguy505 said:
bostonfred said:
Giant Wooden Badger said:
I'm just going to go ahead and put this out there. I don't really get the WW shtick.
It's a mildly entertaining game where you have to post and read each other's posts. Sometimes people post funny things that have nothing to do with the game. Sometimes the game gets good. Mostly it's just a huge time sink with a bunch of people talking. Enough of the good posters have made their way over there that there are some good times. If somebody came up with a better message board game to play than werewolf, I think most of them would quit werewolf and play that instead.
Isn't that what we're doing already?
:) This thread kick's WW's ###
My rap video>GMs ninja video"it happened"
 
krista4 said:
This is all true.

I guarantee that the drivers here are much worse, though. I've never seen anything like it. I have seen my doom, and I know that it will come on a Memphis highway.
Just wait until you get to Africa.
I don't know. I've spent enough time in SE Asia to know a lot about bad driving, but this is on a new level.By the way, I'm scrolling through to catch up on Facebook and see that one of my friends has added this (Nicholas and Jackson are her kids):

"xxxxxxx added Nicholas and Jackson 2001-forever to her employers."

:)
:thumbup: :X "head of household, driver, cook, maid etc" :X
 
videoguy505 said:
bostonfred said:
Giant Wooden Badger said:
I'm just going to go ahead and put this out there. I don't really get the WW shtick.
It's a mildly entertaining game where you have to post and read each other's posts. Sometimes people post funny things that have nothing to do with the game. Sometimes the game gets good. Mostly it's just a huge time sink with a bunch of people talking. Enough of the good posters have made their way over there that there are some good times. If somebody came up with a better message board game to play than werewolf, I think most of them would quit werewolf and play that instead.
Isn't that what we're doing already?
:) This thread kick's WW's ###
My rap video>GMs ninja video"it happened"
My high school/college ex has "trophy wife" under her employers. That poor *******.
 
videoguy505 said:
bostonfred said:
Giant Wooden Badger said:
I'm just going to go ahead and put this out there. I don't really get the WW shtick.
It's a mildly entertaining game where you have to post and read each other's posts. Sometimes people post funny things that have nothing to do with the game. Sometimes the game gets good. Mostly it's just a huge time sink with a bunch of people talking. Enough of the good posters have made their way over there that there are some good times. If somebody came up with a better message board game to play than werewolf, I think most of them would quit werewolf and play that instead.
Isn't that what we're doing already?
:lmao: This thread kick's WW's ###
My rap video>GMs ninja video"it happened"
my "audition" for America's Got Talent would win this three way death match for sure.Search away people, it's on Teh youtube

 
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What happened to SLB? I don't know him from Adam, but he was entertaining in here.

Anyway, I think I could be the biggest ### on the planet when it comes to customer service people. The time I asked the Indian (dot) woman on the other end of the line to get me someone who speaks English probably tipped the CS world off, but today probably cemented me in the hall of fame as our DSL line went out yesterday and was not up this morning.

A 1-5 appointment "time" was set-up, but there was no sign of them by 3:30. I called in to see if anyone was on their way. After holding for 10 minutes as she checked on that particular fact, the woman came back with, "They're still going to get to your ticket today." I pointed out my question concerned whether or not they were actually on the road towards my office, but she just repeated her statement with inflection. The fun started there. At some point, I said, "that's ######ed" and she informed me of her cousin with Down's. Unphased, I continued to tell her there was no reason to go back through "troubleshooting" to reschedule an appointment for Monday morning, but she insisted. After immediately answering "ok, done" every time she tried walking me through the steps to trouble shoot my modem, she finally caught on about 10 questions in, asking me, "Sir, are you actually doing the steps?"

The cool part was that I got cut off with the guy who was originally trying to help me. After waiting on him to call back for about 10 minutes, I got hooked up with little miss sunshine. He called back during the troubleshooting process and I'm not entirely certain she ever dropped the call as I just left her on hold as the first guy handled the rescheduling for Monday without a hiccup. Her line was still lit up when I walked out the door, but I don't know if she was still on the line.
:confused: :mellow: :lmao: :lmao: When I was at my last job, there was an intern there named Hock Meng Tay. He was from Singapore and went by the name "Tay". He was just out of grad school, was attempting to get his PhD so he could stay in the states, but flunked out and ended up latching on with us through an H1N work visa or some such. I think he appeared in one my EAT-OFF pics, unbeknownst to him.

Anyhow, Tay's english sucked. It sucked so bad. It never improved while he was with us, despite 8 or so years of US American College and several years interning with us. The guy just couldn't talk in a manner I could understand, though lord knows I tried my best. Nice enough guy, very very very mild mannered, a smaller, tinier, asianier version of Redraiders, with much less bite.

Tay worked on financial spreadsheet models all day, every day. He came in early, stayed late, loved his job and never really said much to anybody. He was like owning a cat who was proficient in Excel. When I took over the head trading chair, I received the added benefit of being the point person to answer all calls. Even cold calls, sales calls and calls from people with the wrong number. Anytime I got a sales call from a pushy SOB, I'd say hang on, then shout out "HEY TAY - PARK 75"..... :lmao:

I'd watch as the light indicator for his station would stay lit for about 20 seconds tops. I could hear him trying to force conversation as best he could, eager to help....but virtually every time the caller would give up and hang up on him. He's back in Singapore now....I bet he tells his buddies that Americans have the worst phone manners of any country.
I downloaded the vuvuzela app for my iPhone for the specific purpose of dealing with telemarketers. I even instructed the entire office to start giving me those calls, whereas before I had strict orders that I was not to be transfered any such nonsense. In the past, I just kept a sticky-note on my monitor telling me the last time ATT called to make changes to my service or if some poor ******* actually made a cold call in person.My conversation with the Capital One person from India is longer and already chronicled in the FFA somewhere, but basically one idiot screwed up our credit cards one day. After she said, "we'll just cancel your cards," I mentioned over and over that it was not going to work out well for them if I was not able to use my credit card the following day. The woman told me several times that even if she cancelled the cards, I would be able to use them until my new ones arrived. I mean, I knew this was unpossible, but figured there was something lost in translation. I got a call the next morning as I walked in the door with someone trying to fill up at the gas station and when I realized what had happened, that's when I went nuclear. It got so bad that my mother was pleading with me to stop harrassing the people from India as I went from CS rep to CS rep, searching for the one jackass who spoke discernable English in that country. They claimed there was no way to get me new cards immediately, saying it would be 4-6 weeks, but "surprisingly" there was a Fed Ex package on our doorstep the following day.

I basically remember this day because I then realized I embodied many of the traits of my grandmother's 2nd husband, pretty much like a 3rd grandfather to me. At his funeral, one of his friends even stated, "We've lost one fine ***hole today" but I seem to have picked up enough from him to carry on at times. I might have gotten cursed out 1000 times for climbing in his willow tree, running too fast through the house, or asking too many times why there were naked women on the handles of his coffee mug, but I must have learned something along the way.

 
or asking too many times why there were naked women on the handles of his coffee mug, but I must have learned something along the way.
:lmao: :mellow: W.T.F.
If I found a picture of something resembling them, they would be safe to post here, but I gave up searching after OOOPS, TRANNY with the filter turned off google images.Those things were awesome btw... at least I eventually thought so once I was old enough to understand them as the masterpieces they were.
 
bostonfred said:
Giant Wooden Badger said:
I'm just going to go ahead and put this out there. I don't really get the WW shtick.
It's a mildly entertaining game where you have to post and read each other's posts. Sometimes people post funny things that have nothing to do with the game. Sometimes the game gets good. Mostly it's just a huge time sink with a bunch of people talking. Enough of the good posters have made their way over there that there are some good times. If somebody came up with a better message board game to play than werewolf, I think most of them would quit werewolf and play that instead.
Isn't that what we're doing already?
Pretty much. The game just gives you something to talk about. Imagine having some down time at work but there's nobody in chat except wilked. Now imagine that you and wilked were in a twelve man fantasty football league together.
 
So this is somewhat random, but I've been thinking about this today since dinner and the wife and I disagree and I don't know of a better place to come for help also that is one hell of a run-on sentence.

Anyway. Say you're lettuce, but you're sentient. You're also unable to feel pain (this is important). Obviously the ideal way to live out your life would be for nobody to ever notice you so you can just keep on impregnating the girl lettuce through osmosis or whatever, but that's not what happens to you.

You get picked by those people who make salad mixes. They chop you all up (remember, you can't feel pain so you don't care) and throw all of you in the same bag through sheer luck. You get purchased by someone. However this someone is maybe not the best salad eater in the world, and you just sit and sit and sit in the fridge, unopened, and you are starting to turn that ugly purplish/red on the edges which shows you're going bad.

Now, would you rather have this person notice you and make you into a delicious salad (remember, you don't feel pain) and get eaten, or would you rather just waste away until he remembers you're there and you are all rotten and get thrown in the garbage?

I'd make this a poll for the whole FFA, but let's face it most of those people are dumb. I like the people in here.

 
So this is somewhat random, but I've been thinking about this today since dinner and the wife and I disagree and I don't know of a better place to come for help also that is one hell of a run-on sentence.Anyway. Say you're lettuce, but you're sentient. You're also unable to feel pain (this is important). Obviously the ideal way to live out your life would be for nobody to ever notice you so you can just keep on impregnating the girl lettuce through osmosis or whatever, but that's not what happens to you.You get picked by those people who make salad mixes. They chop you all up (remember, you can't feel pain so you don't care) and throw all of you in the same bag through sheer luck. You get purchased by someone. However this someone is maybe not the best salad eater in the world, and you just sit and sit and sit in the fridge, unopened, and you are starting to turn that ugly purplish/red on the edges which shows you're going bad.Now, would you rather have this person notice you and make you into a delicious salad (remember, you don't feel pain) and get eaten, or would you rather just waste away until he remembers you're there and you are all rotten and get thrown in the garbage?I'd make this a poll for the whole FFA, but let's face it most of those people are dumb. I like the people in here.
Can I be bacon instead?
 
So this is somewhat random, but I've been thinking about this today since dinner and the wife and I disagree and I don't know of a better place to come for help also that is one hell of a run-on sentence.Anyway. Say you're lettuce, but you're sentient. You're also unable to feel pain (this is important). Obviously the ideal way to live out your life would be for nobody to ever notice you so you can just keep on impregnating the girl lettuce through osmosis or whatever, but that's not what happens to you.You get picked by those people who make salad mixes. They chop you all up (remember, you can't feel pain so you don't care) and throw all of you in the same bag through sheer luck. You get purchased by someone. However this someone is maybe not the best salad eater in the world, and you just sit and sit and sit in the fridge, unopened, and you are starting to turn that ugly purplish/red on the edges which shows you're going bad.Now, would you rather have this person notice you and make you into a delicious salad (remember, you don't feel pain) and get eaten, or would you rather just waste away until he remembers you're there and you are all rotten and get thrown in the garbage?I'd make this a poll for the whole FFA, but let's face it most of those people are dumb. I like the people in here.
Would I rather fulfill my life's purpose, or grow old and die with my potential unfulfilled? I feel like I should say the purpose fulfillment thing, but here I am, posting on a Friday night...
 

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