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Adirondacks are awesome this time of year. I worked on Lake George for a summer in college. Still one of my favorite places to visit.

 
I offed them. Need tp lay low for a couple days recharging. Wiped out. 17 hours of LA traffic always entertaining, but the moth hatch in the desert was like being attacked by suicidal splattering zombie fog. Thank god for sobriety because that was a trip, almost psychedelic hovering ocean liners sleep mode when they attacked. Maybe they were my guardian angel bringing me home safe. Whoa.

They can't find nothing wrong with her ears because it's self inflicted, imo. Wierd way to leave your husband that's for sure. Wahtever works. Probably using some pet chemical topically to make them peel and drain like that. I dunno, just guessing. Infectious Disease team ain't no House. Just a bunch of lost kids. Software cowboys. Any hack with a laptop can be a doctor these days. Oh look, it says achromobacter is also sensitive to this antibiotic so let's give her an IV of that #### for a few days. Bactrum rash or not, who cares the software protects like malpractice attorneys. Cripes just bleach her ears and send her home, Morons. I wonder if I should tell them and blow her gig. Screw it. If she wants to be hospitalized then being so should be her reward, idiot. Happy gut flora death, sis. Just leave me out of it. Hope his family can remove his poop safely. I don't really care, pervert. If wrecked ears do the job, she should have divorced him long ago without the master plan.

Krista are you happy now?

Mrs. BSR, Emilio's on Ventura Blvd has your tomatoes, but you'll have to buy them in a recipe or use the country clubs in Mountaingate or Tarzana. Sorry, no innerwebs for me yesterday.

Sonny I still get wet but only in deserted spots like midweek Cayucos or Scorpion and maybe twice a year if I'm lucky these years. Rented a house on Moonstone in a couple weeks, so I'll haul out the log cause I'm too old for the gun. North of all the sail and kiters on the road to Hana last summer was the last time. Good lonely stuff and it's been too long, bro, too too long. Malibu was empty yesterday but the tomatoes were draining.

So I took the Eddie Vedder tickets. Damn right. Wilturn Friday. The ukelele will not make up for missing annual Maui trip though. No way. Bad jokes make things worse, sisters make good hot dogs, but the tickets made me smile not because I want them and I do, but because they really pissed off her boyfriend. Mine dude, you deal with her. If he tries to ride to Vegas in this weather, he'll probably die, which might or might not be the point, but I'm not helping him. He's her problem and she's his, psycho. I should invite him because he bought them. Nope. Not this time sister christian. Farmer's daughter Salma Hayak impersonator baby.

Longest desert harvest ever officially done, so I have to layoff Mexicans like a teacher's vacation for all of us for a few blessed weeks. Guess I could pay a couple to scrape the dead moth coating off the truck first. I ain't doing it. At least I'm in the perfect mood for something I hate like that, firing nice people not scraping gunk. If they do legalize it all the way I have the world's only 100k sq ft of aeroponic pot production ready to launch, but I worry about the staff. It ain't pickin' maters, meng!

GM will explain it all and that should be the end of it. Back to bed. Fire somebody Hitler! What about the economy? Save the sisters! You can shred a piano but you can't tuna sushi. Punk. How could anyone hate LA? I couldn't find the hobo. I feel sincere pity for haters. They lose everything. OMG I love that town. Pocahontas, Marlon Brando and me = Senorita, Johnny Depp and me. Vedder!!!

 
I offed them. Need tp lay low for a couple days recharging. Wiped out. 17 hours of LA traffic always entertaining, but the moth hatch in the desert was like being attacked by suicidal splattering zombie fog. Thank god for sobriety because that was a trip, almost psychedelic hovering ocean liners sleep mode when they attacked. Maybe they were my guardian angel bringing me home safe. Whoa.They can't find nothing wrong with her ears because it's self inflicted, imo. Wierd way to leave your husband that's for sure. Wahtever works. Probably using some pet chemical topically to make them peel and drain like that. I dunno, just guessing. Infectious Disease team ain't no House. Just a bunch of lost kids. Software cowboys. Any hack with a laptop can be a doctor these days. Oh look, it says achromobacter is also sensitive to this antibiotic so let's give her an IV of that #### for a few days. Bactrum rash or not, who cares the software protects like malpractice attorneys. Cripes just bleach her ears and send her home, Morons. I wonder if I should tell them and blow her gig. Screw it. If she wants to be hospitalized then being so should be her reward, idiot. Happy gut flora death, sis. Just leave me out of it. Hope his family can remove his poop safely. I don't really care, pervert. If wrecked ears do the job, she should have divorced him long ago without the master plan. Krista are you happy now?Mrs. BSR, Emilio's on Ventura Blvd has your tomatoes, but you'll have to buy them in a recipe or use the country clubs in Mountaingate or Tarzana. Sorry, no innerwebs for me yesterday. Sonny I still get wet but only in deserted spots like midweek Cayucos or Scorpion and maybe twice a year if I'm lucky these years. Rented a house on Moonstone in a couple weeks, so I'll haul out the log cause I'm too old for the gun. North of all the sail and kiters on the road to Hana last summer was the last time. Good lonely stuff and it's been too long, bro, too too long. Malibu was empty yesterday but the tomatoes were draining.So I took the Eddie Vedder tickets. Damn right. Wilturn Friday. The ukelele will not make up for missing annual Maui trip though. No way. Bad jokes make things worse, sisters make good hot dogs, but the tickets made me smile not because I want them and I do, but because they really pissed off her boyfriend. Mine dude, you deal with her. If he tries to ride to Vegas in this weather, he'll probably die, which might or might not be the point, but I'm not helping him. He's her problem and she's his, psycho. I should invite him because he bought them. Nope. Not this time sister christian. Farmer's daughter Salma Hayak impersonator baby.Longest desert harvest ever officially done, so I have to layoff Mexicans like a teacher's vacation for all of us for a few blessed weeks. Guess I could pay a couple to scrape the dead moth coating off the truck first. I ain't doing it. At least I'm in the perfect mood for something I hate like that, firing nice people not scraping gunk. If they do legalize it all the way I have the world's only 100k sq ft of aeroponic pot production ready to launch, but I worry about the staff. It ain't pickin' maters, meng! GM will explain it all and that should be the end of it. Back to bed. Fire somebody Hitler! What about the economy? Save the sisters! You can shred a piano but you can't tuna sushi. Punk. How could anyone hate LA? I couldn't find the hobo. I feel sincere pity for haters. They lose everything. OMG I love that town. Pocahontas, Marlon Brando and me = Senorita, Johnny Depp and me. Vedder!!!
Word. Was back home in la ciudad de las serfiñas this week. Epic. Grew up at 2nd and alameda, tu conoces?
 
I'll translate

I offed them. Need tp lay low for a couple days recharging. Wiped out. 17 hours of LA traffic always entertaining, but the moth hatch in the desert was like being attacked by suicidal splattering zombie fog. Thank god for sobriety because that was a trip, almost psychedelic hovering ocean liners sleep mode when they attacked. Maybe they were my guardian angel bringing me home safe. Whoa.



There are gnarly swarms of bugs on the 5/14 freeways. After driving all over LA, they helped him get home.

They can't find nothing wrong with her ears because it's self inflicted, imo. Wierd way to leave your husband that's for sure. Wahtever works. Probably using some pet chemical topically to make them peel and drain like that. I dunno, just guessing. Infectious Disease team ain't no House. Just a bunch of lost kids. Software cowboys. Any hack with a laptop can be a doctor these days. Oh look, it says achromobacter is also sensitive to this antibiotic so let's give her an IV of that #### for a few days. Bactrum rash or not, who cares the software protects like malpractice attorneys. Cripes just bleach her ears and send her home, Morons. I wonder if I should tell them and blow her gig. Screw it. If she wants to be hospitalized then being so should be her reward, idiot. Happy gut flora death, sis. Just leave me out of it. Hope his family can remove his poop safely. I don't really care, pervert. If wrecked ears do the job, she should have divorced him long ago without the master plan.

Sister wants to bone her doctor

Krista are you happy now?

Mrs. BSR, Emilio's on Ventura Blvd has your tomatoes, but you'll have to buy them in a recipe or use the country clubs in Mountaingate or Tarzana. Sorry, no innerwebs for me yesterday.

Sonny I still get wet but only in deserted spots like midweek Cayucos or Scorpion and maybe twice a year if I'm lucky these years. Rented a house on Moonstone in a couple weeks, so I'll haul out the log cause I'm too old for the gun. North of all the sail and kiters on the road to Hana last summer was the last time. Good lonely stuff and it's been too long, bro, too too long. Malibu was empty yesterday but the tomatoes were draining.

Surfing

So I took the Eddie Vedder tickets. Damn right. Wilturn Friday. The ukelele will not make up for missing annual Maui trip though. No way. Bad jokes make things worse, sisters make good hot dogs, but the tickets made me smile not because I want them and I do, but because they really pissed off her boyfriend. Mine dude, you deal with her. If he tries to ride to Vegas in this weather, he'll probably die, which might or might not be the point, but I'm not helping him. He's her problem and she's his, psycho. I should invite him because he bought them. Nope. Not this time sister christian. Farmer's daughter Salma Hayak impersonator baby.

Eddie plays at the wiltern theatre, has horrible ukelele album, sister wants to bone her doctor, he bought the tickets, chaos ain't bringing his sister.

Longest desert harvest ever officially done, so I have to layoff Mexicans like a teacher's vacation for all of us for a few blessed weeks. Guess I could pay a couple to scrape the dead moth coating off the truck first. I ain't doing it. At least I'm in the perfect mood for something I hate like that, firing nice people not scraping gunk. If they do legalize it all the way I have the world's only 100k sq ft of aeroponic pot production ready to launch, but I worry about the staff. It ain't pickin' maters, meng!

He has to fire all his migrant workers, he could have them clean the truck, but won't. His farm could grow a lot of weed, but his pickets would steal it.

GM will explain it all and that should be the end of it. Back to bed. Fire somebody Hitler! What about the economy? Save the sisters! You can shred a piano but you can't tuna sushi. Punk. How could anyone hate LA? I couldn't find the hobo. I feel sincere pity for haters. They lose everything. OMG I love that town. Pocahontas, Marlon Brando and me = Senorita, Johnny Depp and me. Vedder!!!

LA is the ####
 
I offed them. Need tp lay low for a couple days recharging. Wiped out. 17 hours of LA traffic always entertaining, but the moth hatch in the desert was like being attacked by suicidal splattering zombie fog. Thank god for sobriety because that was a trip, almost psychedelic hovering ocean liners sleep mode when they attacked. Maybe they were my guardian angel bringing me home safe. Whoa.They can't find nothing wrong with her ears because it's self inflicted, imo. Wierd way to leave your husband that's for sure. Wahtever works. Probably using some pet chemical topically to make them peel and drain like that. I dunno, just guessing. Infectious Disease team ain't no House. Just a bunch of lost kids. Software cowboys. Any hack with a laptop can be a doctor these days. Oh look, it says achromobacter is also sensitive to this antibiotic so let's give her an IV of that #### for a few days. Bactrum rash or not, who cares the software protects like malpractice attorneys. Cripes just bleach her ears and send her home, Morons. I wonder if I should tell them and blow her gig. Screw it. If she wants to be hospitalized then being so should be her reward, idiot. Happy gut flora death, sis. Just leave me out of it. Hope his family can remove his poop safely. I don't really care, pervert. If wrecked ears do the job, she should have divorced him long ago without the master plan. Krista are you happy now?Mrs. BSR, Emilio's on Ventura Blvd has your tomatoes, but you'll have to buy them in a recipe or use the country clubs in Mountaingate or Tarzana. Sorry, no innerwebs for me yesterday. Sonny I still get wet but only in deserted spots like midweek Cayucos or Scorpion and maybe twice a year if I'm lucky these years. Rented a house on Moonstone in a couple weeks, so I'll haul out the log cause I'm too old for the gun. North of all the sail and kiters on the road to Hana last summer was the last time. Good lonely stuff and it's been too long, bro, too too long. Malibu was empty yesterday but the tomatoes were draining.So I took the Eddie Vedder tickets. Damn right. Wilturn Friday. The ukelele will not make up for missing annual Maui trip though. No way. Bad jokes make things worse, sisters make good hot dogs, but the tickets made me smile not because I want them and I do, but because they really pissed off her boyfriend. Mine dude, you deal with her. If he tries to ride to Vegas in this weather, he'll probably die, which might or might not be the point, but I'm not helping him. He's her problem and she's his, psycho. I should invite him because he bought them. Nope. Not this time sister christian. Farmer's daughter Salma Hayak impersonator baby.Longest desert harvest ever officially done, so I have to layoff Mexicans like a teacher's vacation for all of us for a few blessed weeks. Guess I could pay a couple to scrape the dead moth coating off the truck first. I ain't doing it. At least I'm in the perfect mood for something I hate like that, firing nice people not scraping gunk. If they do legalize it all the way I have the world's only 100k sq ft of aeroponic pot production ready to launch, but I worry about the staff. It ain't pickin' maters, meng! GM will explain it all and that should be the end of it. Back to bed. Fire somebody Hitler! What about the economy? Save the sisters! You can shred a piano but you can't tuna sushi. Punk. How could anyone hate LA? I couldn't find the hobo. I feel sincere pity for haters. They lose everything. OMG I love that town. Pocahontas, Marlon Brando and me = Senorita, Johnny Depp and me. Vedder!!!
best read in Charles Bukowski voice
 
haven't so much as smelled a beer/wine/booze since Monday at 11pm. Question now becomes, do I break my new magnificent streak of sobriety or return to the old way of life. Buddy in town tonight from SFO. He's not going to like it very much if I order ice water.

 
haven't so much as smelled a beer/wine/booze since Monday at 11pm. Question now becomes, do I break my new magnificent streak of sobriety or return to the old way of life. Buddy in town tonight from SFO. He's not going to like it very much if I order ice water.
Down a fifth and run "six miles." :rolleyes:
 
haven't so much as smelled a beer/wine/booze since Monday at 11pm. Question now becomes, do I break my new magnificent streak of sobriety or return to the old way of life. Buddy in town tonight from SFO. He's not going to like it very much if I order ice water.
Down a fifth and run "six miles." :rolleyes:
Sorry Pickles, but it happened.You see this? It's the 2011 Helvatia Half Marathon. Look at me leaving people in my dust!!!!!

 
haven't so much as smelled a beer/wine/booze since Monday at 11pm. Question now becomes, do I break my new magnificent streak of sobriety or return to the old way of life. Buddy in town tonight from SFO. He's not going to like it very much if I order ice water.
Down a fifth and run "six miles." :rolleyes:
Sorry Pickles, but it happened.You see this? It's the 2011 Helvatia Half Marathon. Look at me leaving people in my dust!!!!!
Pretty sure you could have walked a 9:40 pace.
 
haven't so much as smelled a beer/wine/booze since Monday at 11pm. Question now becomes, do I break my new magnificent streak of sobriety or return to the old way of life. Buddy in town tonight from SFO. He's not going to like it very much if I order ice water.
Down a fifth and run "six miles." :rolleyes:
Sorry Pickles, but it happened.You see this? It's the 2011 Helvatia Half Marathon. Look at me leaving people in my dust!!!!!
Pretty sure you could have walked a 9:40 pace.
:kicksrock:
 
Someone told me that when they got a nose job, the doctor stuck a bunch of cocaine up their nostril for numbing purposes. Then they got their bill for the procedure and the itemized cost was $300 for the coke.

Does this really happen in rhinoplasty or is this a lie?

 
haven't so much as smelled a beer/wine/booze since Monday at 11pm. Question now becomes, do I break my new magnificent streak of sobriety or return to the old way of life. Buddy in town tonight from SFO. He's not going to like it very much if I order ice water.
Down a fifth and run "six miles." :rolleyes:
Sorry Pickles, but it happened.You see this? It's the 2011 Helvatia Half Marathon. Look at me leaving people in my dust!!!!!
awesome burgers i bet. after the run i mean
 
'Thread Killer said:
Someone told me that when they got a nose job, the doctor stuck a bunch of cocaine up their nostril for numbing purposes. Then they got their bill for the procedure and the itemized cost was $300 for the coke.Does this really happen in rhinoplasty or is this a lie?
Still happens sometimes. There used to be a doctor in NYC who 'treated' patients with the Inca pep rally for all kinds of conditions, including depression, headaches, and a general :unsure: feeling. It was on 60 Minutes, I suspect the feds have caught up to him by now.
 
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We are working on cleaning out the house for a yard sale this weekend, but more importantly, we are working on staging the house so we can list it ASAP.

Mr. YSR has 4 framed motivational posters (success, perseverance, determination and vision). :mellow: I had put them in the yard sale stack, but apparently he wants to hang them in the room we have designated as the office.

How do I tell him this is a bad idea? The only tangible ammunition I have at this time is the demotivational poster sites and relaying that "the Internet" thinks these things are horrible.

 
We are working on cleaning out the house for a yard sale this weekend, but more importantly, we are working on staging the house so we can list it ASAP.Mr. YSR has 4 framed motivational posters (success, perseverance, determination and vision). :mellow: I had put them in the yard sale stack, but apparently he wants to hang them in the room we have designated as the office. How do I tell him this is a bad idea? The only tangible ammunition I have at this time is the demotivational poster sites and relaying that "the Internet" thinks these things are horrible.
Seek an immediate divorce. Sorry. :(
 
We are working on cleaning out the house for a yard sale this weekend, but more importantly, we are working on staging the house so we can list it ASAP.Mr. YSR has 4 framed motivational posters (success, perseverance, determination and vision). :mellow: I had put them in the yard sale stack, but apparently he wants to hang them in the room we have designated as the office. How do I tell him this is a bad idea? The only tangible ammunition I have at this time is the demotivational poster sites and relaying that "the Internet" thinks these things are horrible.
Wow, where'd you find this guy?
 
We are working on cleaning out the house for a yard sale this weekend, but more importantly, we are working on staging the house so we can list it ASAP.Mr. YSR has 4 framed motivational posters (success, perseverance, determination and vision). :mellow: I had put them in the yard sale stack, but apparently he wants to hang them in the room we have designated as the office. How do I tell him this is a bad idea? The only tangible ammunition I have at this time is the demotivational poster sites and relaying that "the Internet" thinks these things are horrible.
Seek an immediate divorce. Sorry. :(
:goodposting:I'll have to check Florida law, but I may still be in the annulment window.
 
We are working on cleaning out the house for a yard sale this weekend, but more importantly, we are working on staging the house so we can list it ASAP.

Mr. YSR has 4 framed motivational posters (success, perseverance, determination and vision). :mellow: I had put them in the yard sale stack, but apparently he wants to hang them in the room we have designated as the office.

How do I tell him this is a bad idea? The only tangible ammunition I have at this time is the demotivational poster sites and relaying that "the Internet" thinks these things are horrible.
Wow, where'd you find this guy?
Innerwebs.I can't fault him entirely. I happened upon him after he spent 34 years in this (tacky decor and hoarder pics for those who are already familiar with the in-laws)

 
Normally 1 muscle relaxer knocks me out in a couple of hours.

So far today:

4pm Aleve

4:30 Aleve

5 muscle relaxer

5:30 percocet

6:30 percocet

8 muscle relaxer

And I just had to have Mrs. SLB help me get out of bed to pee. FML

JBizzle, YSR, my condolences

 
Normally 1 muscle relaxer knocks me out in a couple of hours. So far today:4pm Aleve4:30 Aleve5 muscle relaxer5:30 percocet6:30 percocet8 muscle relaxerAnd I just had to have Mrs. SLB help me get out of bed to pee. FMLJBizzle, YSR, my condolences
sounds like a country song
 
'Thread Killer said:
Someone told me that when they got a nose job, the doctor stuck a bunch of cocaine up their nostril for numbing purposes. Then they got their bill for the procedure and the itemized cost was $300 for the coke.Does this really happen in rhinoplasty or is this a lie?
Don't know about rhinoplasty, but when I had a car accident, and had a bunch of skin torn off my back, they used cocaine to numb it before they picked the gravel out. Burned like fire on the raw skin for about 30 seconds (I was screaming so much my uber-hot doctor told me to shut up), but then went completely numb.
 
Normally 1 muscle relaxer knocks me out in a couple of hours. So far today:4pm Aleve4:30 Aleve5 muscle relaxer5:30 percocet6:30 percocet8 muscle relaxerAnd I just had to have Mrs. SLB help me get out of bed to pee. FMLJBizzle, YSR, my condolences
sounds like a country song
Sounds about right
sounds like a country song
The good news is I already planned on taking off work today and tommorow for a trip to a winery with my wife. Tecumseh, does he have a large unit to go with his uber hotness?
 
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Normally 1 muscle relaxer knocks me out in a couple of hours. So far today:4pm Aleve4:30 Aleve5 muscle relaxer5:30 percocet6:30 percocet8 muscle relaxerAnd I just had to have Mrs. SLB help me get out of bed to pee. FMLJBizzle, YSR, my condolences
sounds like a country song
Sounds about right
sounds like a country song
The good news is I already planned on taking off work today and tommorow for a trip to a winery with my wife. Tecumseh, does he have a large unit to go with his uber hotness?
Absolutely, but man he had some thin fingers. :wub:
 
Normally 1 muscle relaxer knocks me out in a couple of hours. So far today:4pm Aleve4:30 Aleve5 muscle relaxer5:30 percocet6:30 percocet8 muscle relaxerAnd I just had to have Mrs. SLB help me get out of bed to pee. FMLJBizzle, YSR, my condolences
sounds like a country song
Sounds about right
sounds like a country song
The good news is I already planned on taking off work today and tommorow for a trip to a winery with my wife. Tecumseh, does he have a large unit to go with his uber hotness?
Absolutely, but man he had some thin fingers. :wub:
Did he shake like Joe Cocker too?
 
I've just had a certain FBG ask me for another FBG's phone number because "it's going to be one of those nights". :popcorn:
This might explain why I was getting random texts from a number I don't know. The picture of the toilet was quite confusing but it did make me :lmao:
 
I can't fault him entirely. I happened upon him after he spent 34 years in this (tacky decor and hoarder pics for those who are already familiar with the in-laws)
Great stuff there. Have you guys tried helping with the hoarding?
I'm currently dealing with all of the stuff they have brought into our home over the last 2 years. I hope to have a most fantastic yard sale this coming weekend, and will not be afraid to give items away toward the end. I'm a bit of a clean freak and I am 100% anti-clutter, so being married to the son of hoarders has been a bit of a challenge.His mother claims that she wants the house cleaned, and I have offered to come up there and help her get a yard sale together. But, based on the below, I'm not convinced that she'd be the best at it:

'YSR said:
Dear Future M-I-L:

Your and your husband's devotion to your children is remarkable. Really. The fact that you have zero hobbies of your own and only live to buy tacky knick knacks and t-shirts for your kids is great. Just great.

However:

Please do not come into my household - where I cook for, clean for, iron for, and overall help to manage life for your overly-mothered son - and start to re-organize based on what you think would work better.

Please do not think that - in the rare moment when your son actually tells you "no" on something, you can bring it back up as a new idea to me 30 minutes later and have me convince him.

Please do not be passive aggressive (i.e. while continuing to clean my house in front of my face, please do not pass it off as just having 'nervous energy'. Say what you want to say, "you don't take good enough care of my son").

Please stop fishing items out of the trash can and asking "did you mean to throw this away?" Yes. Yes, I did. Do you know why? Because I'm not a hoarder like you.

Love your son dearly, but am re-contemplating after your July 4th visit,

YSR
 

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