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This is from 2007, but holy hell is Power Monster a weirdo:

Hobbits = Satan

ETA: He actually uses the phrase "flim flam"
your linking skills need work
Et tu, Frodo? Et tu?
not sure why it's so tough to link to a specific post rather than an 8-page thread. :goodposting:
There's like, 50 posts full of varying degrees of crazy. Just scroll down each page and find Power Monster. Each one is good.
 
Males being asked to attend baby shower for male co-worker? For his second kid?

:SelfInflictedGunshot: :Nofuneral:

 
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For a fun Pandora station start with Her come the Mummies, add variety and put in my #### by Mickey Avalon. If you sometimes like it old school, add some more variety and add Satellite of Love. Its had me jamming out all afternoon

 
Arrived in Nicaragua yesterday and surprised Mr. krista4 by having arranged for us to go to the Granada v. Managua baseball game.

Holy ####, is baseball in Nicaragua interesting and fun. Some highlights:

-There's constant wagering in the stands, among strangers often several rows or sections apart. Guys standing up holding up five or three fingers, yelling at the guy ten rows behind them, and then exchanging money after every play.

-This 70-year-old guy comes out and dances at each half inning. Sometimes he does The Worm.

-Instead of hot dogs and giant pretzels, the food consisted of stuff more like this, where you could get sweet and fried plantains topped with slaw, marinated pork and the best chicken I've ever had, or fried and mashed yucca topped with slaw and chichirones, or you could get this woman to come to your seat, set up a little table, and serve you a cone of tortilla, cheese, pickled onions, hot sauce, and cream.

-These two teams are long-time rivals, and each time one team scored the fans of the other threw stuff on the field. The managers, players, and umpires got into several fights--the Tiburones manager with the giant belly did a particularly good job of bumping the umpires. Also, the umpires can fine the managers and coaches right on the spot, as they did in this game by just pointing at them and holding up a number of fingers (one of the coaches was fined 500 cordobas). It seemed like part WWE, part minor-league hockey.

-The best seats in the house cost us about $1.75 per ticket. Actually I guess these guys really had the best seats in the house, where they also occasionally decided to shoot off fireworks.

-More dancing in the stands than dancing in a Dancing on the Ceiling video, including one fat guy who apparently does it every game with several people shining green laser pointers on him.

-Not only is smoking allowed in the stands, but a vendor comes through selling cigarettes, along with, among other things, toy guns, blowing bubbles, small beach balls, gum, and Sponge-Bob glowsticks.

-At least two dogs wandering the stands, and at least one dog on the field. Also a large number of urchins coming through picking up beer cans for resale.

-Lots and lots of armed guards. Nicaragua is the safest country in Central America, so the armed guards were surprising. Given the amount of drinking and fighting that was going on, I suppose they're necessary.
Well guys....I think that about does it for me. I'm moving to Nicaragua. Tomorrow. If they don't have innernet access there, well...it's been real.

Oh, wait...I think they must have innernet access or else Krista has some really cool magic powers.

 
Arrived in Nicaragua yesterday and surprised Mr. krista4 by having arranged for us to go to the Granada v. Managua baseball game.

Holy ####, is baseball in Nicaragua interesting and fun. Some highlights:

-There's constant wagering in the stands, among strangers often several rows or sections apart. Guys standing up holding up five or three fingers, yelling at the guy ten rows behind them, and then exchanging money after every play.

-This 70-year-old guy comes out and dances at each half inning. Sometimes he does The Worm.

-Instead of hot dogs and giant pretzels, the food consisted of stuff more like this, where you could get sweet and fried plantains topped with slaw, marinated pork and the best chicken I've ever had, or fried and mashed yucca topped with slaw and chichirones, or you could get this woman to come to your seat, set up a little table, and serve you a cone of tortilla, cheese, pickled onions, hot sauce, and cream.

-These two teams are long-time rivals, and each time one team scored the fans of the other threw stuff on the field. The managers, players, and umpires got into several fights--the Tiburones manager with the giant belly did a particularly good job of bumping the umpires. Also, the umpires can fine the managers and coaches right on the spot, as they did in this game by just pointing at them and holding up a number of fingers (one of the coaches was fined 500 cordobas). It seemed like part WWE, part minor-league hockey.

-The best seats in the house cost us about $1.75 per ticket. Actually I guess these guys really had the best seats in the house, where they also occasionally decided to shoot off fireworks.

-More dancing in the stands than dancing in a Dancing on the Ceiling video, including one fat guy who apparently does it every game with several people shining green laser pointers on him.

-Not only is smoking allowed in the stands, but a vendor comes through selling cigarettes, along with, among other things, toy guns, blowing bubbles, small beach balls, gum, and Sponge-Bob glowsticks.

-At least two dogs wandering the stands, and at least one dog on the field. Also a large number of urchins coming through picking up beer cans for resale.

-Lots and lots of armed guards. Nicaragua is the safest country in Central America, so the armed guards were surprising. Given the amount of drinking and fighting that was going on, I suppose they're necessary.
More Nica:Looked into the gaping sulfurous mouth of an active volcano. You can just drive right up to it.

Spent an hour in a 19th century fort that had been used for decades as torture chamber for political prisoners. There isn't an official "tour", per se. You just drive right up to an old fort in Masaya and some guy with a flashlight walks around the pitch-black cells pointing out graffiti on the blood-and-feces stained walls that said charming things like "Yo quiero morrer" or "I want to die." Fruit bats hang from the rafters and flit in and out of the beams of his flashlight. It was like a do-it-yourself tour of the Nicaraguan Auschwitz.

I had tongue for lunch. It was pretty good.

Pics forthcoming.

 
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Arrived in Nicaragua yesterday and surprised Mr. krista4 by having arranged for us to go to the Granada v. Managua baseball game.

Holy ####, is baseball in Nicaragua interesting and fun. Some highlights:

-There's constant wagering in the stands, among strangers often several rows or sections apart. Guys standing up holding up five or three fingers, yelling at the guy ten rows behind them, and then exchanging money after every play.

-This 70-year-old guy comes out and dances at each half inning. Sometimes he does The Worm.

-Instead of hot dogs and giant pretzels, the food consisted of stuff more like this, where you could get sweet and fried plantains topped with slaw, marinated pork and the best chicken I've ever had, or fried and mashed yucca topped with slaw and chichirones, or you could get this woman to come to your seat, set up a little table, and serve you a cone of tortilla, cheese, pickled onions, hot sauce, and cream.

-These two teams are long-time rivals, and each time one team scored the fans of the other threw stuff on the field. The managers, players, and umpires got into several fights--the Tiburones manager with the giant belly did a particularly good job of bumping the umpires. Also, the umpires can fine the managers and coaches right on the spot, as they did in this game by just pointing at them and holding up a number of fingers (one of the coaches was fined 500 cordobas). It seemed like part WWE, part minor-league hockey.

-The best seats in the house cost us about $1.75 per ticket. Actually I guess these guys really had the best seats in the house, where they also occasionally decided to shoot off fireworks.

-More dancing in the stands than dancing in a Dancing on the Ceiling video, including one fat guy who apparently does it every game with several people shining green laser pointers on him.

-Not only is smoking allowed in the stands, but a vendor comes through selling cigarettes, along with, among other things, toy guns, blowing bubbles, small beach balls, gum, and Sponge-Bob glowsticks.

-At least two dogs wandering the stands, and at least one dog on the field. Also a large number of urchins coming through picking up beer cans for resale.

-Lots and lots of armed guards. Nicaragua is the safest country in Central America, so the armed guards were surprising. Given the amount of drinking and fighting that was going on, I suppose they're necessary.
More Nica:Looked into the gaping sulfurous mouth of an active volcano. You can just drive right up to it.

Spent an hour in a 19th century fort that had been used for decades as torture chamber for political prisoners. There isn't an official "tour", per se. You just drive right up to an old fort in Masaya and some guy with a flashlight walks around the pitch-black cells pointing out graffiti on the blood-and-feces stained walls that said charming things like "Yo quiero morrer" or "I want to die." Fruit bats hang from the rafters and flit in and out of the beams of his flashlight. It was like a do-it-yourself tour of the Nicaraguan Auschwitz.

I had tongue for lunch. It was pretty good.

Pics forthcoming.
You killed and ate Krista?
 
Arrived in Nicaragua yesterday and surprised Mr. krista4 by having arranged for us to go to the Granada v. Managua baseball game.

Holy ####, is baseball in Nicaragua interesting and fun. Some highlights:

-There's constant wagering in the stands, among strangers often several rows or sections apart. Guys standing up holding up five or three fingers, yelling at the guy ten rows behind them, and then exchanging money after every play.

-This 70-year-old guy comes out and dances at each half inning. Sometimes he does The Worm.

-Instead of hot dogs and giant pretzels, the food consisted of stuff more like this, where you could get sweet and fried plantains topped with slaw, marinated pork and the best chicken I've ever had, or fried and mashed yucca topped with slaw and chichirones, or you could get this woman to come to your seat, set up a little table, and serve you a cone of tortilla, cheese, pickled onions, hot sauce, and cream.

-These two teams are long-time rivals, and each time one team scored the fans of the other threw stuff on the field. The managers, players, and umpires got into several fights--the Tiburones manager with the giant belly did a particularly good job of bumping the umpires. Also, the umpires can fine the managers and coaches right on the spot, as they did in this game by just pointing at them and holding up a number of fingers (one of the coaches was fined 500 cordobas). It seemed like part WWE, part minor-league hockey.

-The best seats in the house cost us about $1.75 per ticket. Actually I guess these guys really had the best seats in the house, where they also occasionally decided to shoot off fireworks.

-More dancing in the stands than dancing in a Dancing on the Ceiling video, including one fat guy who apparently does it every game with several people shining green laser pointers on him.

-Not only is smoking allowed in the stands, but a vendor comes through selling cigarettes, along with, among other things, toy guns, blowing bubbles, small beach balls, gum, and Sponge-Bob glowsticks.

-At least two dogs wandering the stands, and at least one dog on the field. Also a large number of urchins coming through picking up beer cans for resale.

-Lots and lots of armed guards. Nicaragua is the safest country in Central America, so the armed guards were surprising. Given the amount of drinking and fighting that was going on, I suppose they're necessary.
Well guys....I think that about does it for me. I'm moving to Nicaragua. Tomorrow. If they don't have innernet access there, well...it's been real.

Oh, wait...I think they must have innernet access or else Krista has some really cool magic powers.
In. We'll have to have a draft to see who gets to adopt which kid first.
 
Watching the Clash of the Titans remake. It's not as bad as I've heard. Could be the whisky though.

RELEASE THE KRAKEN!

PS: I know it's supposed to be Ceto, not Kraken and Io is some kind of nymph thing that Zeus humped and later turned into a cow.

 
Arrived in Nicaragua yesterday and surprised Mr. krista4 by having arranged for us to go to the Granada v. Managua baseball game.

Holy ####, is baseball in Nicaragua interesting and fun. Some highlights:

-There's constant wagering in the stands, among strangers often several rows or sections apart. Guys standing up holding up five or three fingers, yelling at the guy ten rows behind them, and then exchanging money after every play.

-This 70-year-old guy comes out and dances at each half inning. Sometimes he does The Worm.

-Instead of hot dogs and giant pretzels, the food consisted of stuff more like this, where you could get sweet and fried plantains topped with slaw, marinated pork and the best chicken I've ever had, or fried and mashed yucca topped with slaw and chichirones, or you could get this woman to come to your seat, set up a little table, and serve you a cone of tortilla, cheese, pickled onions, hot sauce, and cream.

-These two teams are long-time rivals, and each time one team scored the fans of the other threw stuff on the field. The managers, players, and umpires got into several fights--the Tiburones manager with the giant belly did a particularly good job of bumping the umpires. Also, the umpires can fine the managers and coaches right on the spot, as they did in this game by just pointing at them and holding up a number of fingers (one of the coaches was fined 500 cordobas). It seemed like part WWE, part minor-league hockey.

-The best seats in the house cost us about $1.75 per ticket. Actually I guess these guys really had the best seats in the house, where they also occasionally decided to shoot off fireworks.

-More dancing in the stands than dancing in a Dancing on the Ceiling video, including one fat guy who apparently does it every game with several people shining green laser pointers on him.

-Not only is smoking allowed in the stands, but a vendor comes through selling cigarettes, along with, among other things, toy guns, blowing bubbles, small beach balls, gum, and Sponge-Bob glowsticks.

-At least two dogs wandering the stands, and at least one dog on the field. Also a large number of urchins coming through picking up beer cans for resale.

-Lots and lots of armed guards. Nicaragua is the safest country in Central America, so the armed guards were surprising. Given the amount of drinking and fighting that was going on, I suppose they're necessary.
More Nica:Looked into the gaping sulfurous mouth of an active volcano. You can just drive right up to it.

Spent an hour in a 19th century fort that had been used for decades as torture chamber for political prisoners. There isn't an official "tour", per se. You just drive right up to an old fort in Masaya and some guy with a flashlight walks around the pitch-black cells pointing out graffiti on the blood-and-feces stained walls that said charming things like "Yo quiero morrer" or "I want to die." Fruit bats hang from the rafters and flit in and out of the beams of his flashlight. It was like a do-it-yourself tour of the Nicaraguan Auschwitz.

I had tongue for lunch. It was pretty good.

Pics forthcoming.
Sweet.
 

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