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So I used to be a bit more of a hothead than I am these days, probably because I'm getting old and fat which is causing my testosterone level to go through the floor, also possibly because my wife is amazing and I'm actually pretty happy with life. Sometimes, however, I can't seem to help myself from bringing the ol' self back. Though usually now I focus my annoyance on people who are doing stupid, inconsiderate crap for no good reason. A big pet peeve of mine is people who leave a shopping cart in the middle of a parking lot. Also, people who take up multiple parking spots for no reason other than they just don't care about anybody but themselves. So, anywho, I pulled into the pet store yesterday to get my old, blind, deaf, about to die (yet awesome) pooch a bag of food. As I'm pulling into the parking lot, there isn't much parking available. Right up front there's some idiot who parked about 3/4 in one spot and 1/4 in another. No reason to do it other than he was being an inconsiderate #####. So, naturally, I figured the only course of action was to be an inconsiderate ##### back. I pulled my 4runner up and parked *right* next to him in the 3/4 of the spot I could barely fit in. No way he could get in his car. I then looked around in my car for a bit, acting busy while he came back. He did. He watched me fool around in my car for a little bit, so I poked my head up and asked if there was any way I could help him. He said I'd parked so close he couldn't get in his car, then looked at me expectantly. I slowly walk around the front, point, and say "I'm actually right in the middle of my spot, and if you wanted to be able to get back into your car you should try parking a little better. Fortunately, I'll bet your key works on the passenger door too, so you can get in that side and slide through." I then just stood there and watched him - I was a bit concerned for the safety of my car if I left - He called me an ####### (he at least got that part right), went to his passenger side, shuffled across, and drove away. Then I bought dog food. I felt like a magnificent *******.
You were a magnificent *******.Too bad you weren't there earlier to see the ####### who spread over two spaces and forced him to do the same orr park too close and be confrontational.
:goodposting:
 
I figured most people knew that, but maybe some didn't and I don't want anybody to think I was dumb enough to have a third kid.Just trying to be clear. Also I'm drunk. I don't have to start the new job until Monday so I've been drunk for like 9 days. I barely know where I am. Except for, you know, the screaming kids who make sure I always know I'm at home and not somewhere awesome. Meat raffle tomorrow though.
:earsperkup:
 
I just remembered that I had a dream about you last night. Obviously we've never met and I don't know what you look like, but in my dream you looked liked a combination of Jason Bateman and Willie Aames (and I guess that is how I picture you looking) I didn't realize it was you at first. You and your wife were sitting in a hallway with myself and about a dozen other people, it seemed like it was a school and it was some kind of a parent/teacher conference thing and we were all waiting for the teacher. People were making idle conversation and someone mentioned "The Bachelorette" and your wife said something about how you had a blog about it. I immediately thought to myself "Pickles?" I wasn't sure so I said things like "being shuked" and called the teacher a "dickmitten" to see your reaction. You definitely had a puzzled look on your face when I said these things. Finally I mentioned how I love to make crock pot chicken and that sometimes I do it twice a day. You then motioned for me to walk down the hall with you. Then you got in my face and demanded to know who I was, you kept saying that I must be Thorn or Bogart. I told you who I was and then you made me promise that I wouldn't say anything to your wife about knowing you from the internet. We exchanged phone numbers, but I totally got the feeling that you gave me a fake number. That was pretty much it.
 
First day on the new job. I have student interns, mostly female. It's only been three hours, but I feel as though I've had my fill of 19-year-old chatter. My favorite line thus far: "There are three things that I care about in my life: Jesus, Cool-Whip, and boys."

 
First day on the new job. I have student interns, mostly female. It's only been three hours, but I feel as though I've had my fill of 19-year-old chatter. My favorite line thus far: "There are three things that I care about in my life: Jesus, Cool-Whip, and boys."
I wonder if that's the correct order as well. That chick really loves cool-whip.
 
I just remembered that I had a dream about you last night. Obviously we've never met and I don't know what you look like, but in my dream you looked liked a combination of Jason Bateman and Willie Aames (and I guess that is how I picture you looking) I didn't realize it was you at first. You and your wife were sitting in a hallway with myself and about a dozen other people, it seemed like it was a school and it was some kind of a parent/teacher conference thing and we were all waiting for the teacher. People were making idle conversation and someone mentioned "The Bachelorette" and your wife said something about how you had a blog about it. I immediately thought to myself "Pickles?" I wasn't sure so I said things like "being shuked" and called the teacher a "dickmitten" to see your reaction. You definitely had a puzzled look on your face when I said these things. Finally I mentioned how I love to make crock pot chicken and that sometimes I do it twice a day. You then motioned for me to walk down the hall with you. Then you got in my face and demanded to know who I was, you kept saying that I must be Thorn or Bogart. I told you who I was and then you made me promise that I wouldn't say anything to your wife about knowing you from the internet. We exchanged phone numbers, but I totally got the feeling that you gave me a fake number. That was pretty much it.
HFS :lmao:
 
I figured most people knew that, but maybe some didn't and I don't want anybody to think I was dumb enough to have a third kid.Just trying to be clear. Also I'm drunk. I don't have to start the new job until Monday so I've been drunk for like 9 days. I barely know where I am. Except for, you know, the screaming kids who make sure I always know I'm at home and not somewhere awesome. Meat raffle tomorrow though.
kickass
 
First day on the new job. I have student interns, mostly female. It's only been three hours, but I feel as though I've had my fill of 19-year-old chatter. My favorite line thus far: "There are three things that I care about in my life: Jesus, Cool-Whip, and boys."
:boner:
 
First day on the new job. I have student interns, mostly female. It's only been three hours, but I feel as though I've had my fill of 19-year-old chatter. My favorite line thus far: "There are three things that I care about in my life: Jesus, Cool-Whip, and boys."
:boner:
:unsure:
:shrug: Next time I'm in town I'll bring the Cool Whip.
Yeah, sure. <_<
 
I just remembered that I had a dream about you last night. Obviously we've never met and I don't know what you look like, but in my dream you looked liked a combination of Jason Bateman and Willie Aames (and I guess that is how I picture you looking) I didn't realize it was you at first. You and your wife were sitting in a hallway with myself and about a dozen other people, it seemed like it was a school and it was some kind of a parent/teacher conference thing and we were all waiting for the teacher. People were making idle conversation and someone mentioned "The Bachelorette" and your wife said something about how you had a blog about it. I immediately thought to myself "Pickles?" I wasn't sure so I said things like "being shuked" and called the teacher a "dickmitten" to see your reaction. You definitely had a puzzled look on your face when I said these things. Finally I mentioned how I love to make crock pot chicken and that sometimes I do it twice a day. You then motioned for me to walk down the hall with you. Then you got in my face and demanded to know who I was, you kept saying that I must be Thorn or Bogart. I told you who I was and then you made me promise that I wouldn't say anything to your wife about knowing you from the internet. We exchanged phone numbers, but I totally got the feeling that you gave me a fake number. That was pretty much it.
Why don't you dial it and find out.
 
I just remembered that I had a dream about you last night. Obviously we've never met and I don't know what you look like, but in my dream you looked liked a combination of Jason Bateman and Willie Aames (and I guess that is how I picture you looking) I didn't realize it was you at first. You and your wife were sitting in a hallway with myself and about a dozen other people, it seemed like it was a school and it was some kind of a parent/teacher conference thing and we were all waiting for the teacher. People were making idle conversation and someone mentioned "The Bachelorette" and your wife said something about how you had a blog about it. I immediately thought to myself "Pickles?" I wasn't sure so I said things like "being shuked" and called the teacher a "dickmitten" to see your reaction. You definitely had a puzzled look on your face when I said these things. Finally I mentioned how I love to make crock pot chicken and that sometimes I do it twice a day. You then motioned for me to walk down the hall with you. Then you got in my face and demanded to know who I was, you kept saying that I must be Thorn or Bogart. I told you who I was and then you made me promise that I wouldn't say anything to your wife about knowing you from the internet. We exchanged phone numbers, but I totally got the feeling that you gave me a fake number. That was pretty much it.
HFS :lmao:
:lmao: :lmao:
 
FBG AMBER ALERT:Does anyone know if Brong and/or Sonny Lubick Blowup Doll are still active? I was getting help on a Kauai trip and haven't been able to get back in touch. PMs are either full or shut off.
PM sent. Thank YSR, she emailed me link. Wouldn't have seen it, at Del Mar Opening Day. :banned:Longshot: Canuletmedowneasy in the 6th. 12 - 1 morning line. :deadhorse:
 
Congrats to all who deserve.

1. GM for new baby

b. Frosty for not having a baby

#. Zooks for a dream cornhole

IV. YSR for at least remember to put on clothes for her first day

©. Bogart for getting another person to marry his Ex

¶. Fish for being that person

¥. Tanner for moving to Alaska

ö. No 16 for remembering every single thing that helped him learn as a toddler

§. Anyone else I forgot.

:banned:

 
Congrats to all who deserve.

1. GM for new baby

b. Frosty for not having a baby

#. Zooks for a dream cornhole

IV. YSR for at least remember to put on clothes for her first day

©. Bogart for getting another person to marry his Ex

¶. Fish for being that person

¥. Tanner for moving to Alaska

ö. No 16 for remembering every single thing that helped him learn as a toddler

§. Anyone else I forgot.

:banned:
:goodposting: Thank you for this post. I was about to do some mid-level Hippling.

That thing about the cat being mayor of Alaska pisses me off. My stupid cats have never even voted.

 
Congrats to all who deserve.

1. GM for new baby

b. Frosty for not having a baby

#. Zooks for a dream cornhole

IV. YSR for at least remember to put on clothes for her first day

©. Bogart for getting another person to marry his Ex

¶. Fish for being that person

¥. Tanner for moving to Alaska

ö. No 16 for remembering every single thing that helped him learn as a toddler

§. Anyone else I forgot.

:banned:
:goodposting: Thank you for this post. I was about to do some mid-level Hippling.
:goodposting: Can I get a full back story on Fish and the soon to be Mrs Fish? When exactly did they meet (hasn't it only been like a few weeks?) Why are you prosposing so soon? What celebrity does she look like? I am wildly intrigued by this. No. 16 has a huge thread about his ex and I am somewhat intrigued by that, but this Fish story seems more interesting and I want all the details.

 
I just remembered that I had a dream about you last night. Obviously we've never met and I don't know what you look like, but in my dream you looked liked a combination of Jason Bateman and Willie Aames (and I guess that is how I picture you looking) I didn't realize it was you at first. You and your wife were sitting in a hallway with myself and about a dozen other people, it seemed like it was a school and it was some kind of a parent/teacher conference thing and we were all waiting for the teacher. People were making idle conversation and someone mentioned "The Bachelorette" and your wife said something about how you had a blog about it. I immediately thought to myself "Pickles?" I wasn't sure so I said things like "being shuked" and called the teacher a "dickmitten" to see your reaction. You definitely had a puzzled look on your face when I said these things. Finally I mentioned how I love to make crock pot chicken and that sometimes I do it twice a day. You then motioned for me to walk down the hall with you. Then you got in my face and demanded to know who I was, you kept saying that I must be Thorn or Bogart. I told you who I was and then you made me promise that I wouldn't say anything to your wife about knowing you from the internet. We exchanged phone numbers, but I totally got the feeling that you gave me a fake number. That was pretty much it.
Why don't you dial it and find out.
Texted a pic of my junk. No response yet. I knew you gave me a fake number.
 
I just parked about 3/4 in one spot and 1/4 in another, just to annoy whiny introverts who worry about stupid crap.
:thumbup: I worry about being polite to people, unlike that guy and his personal attack on my parking spot. Shut the whole parking lot down, imo.

 
Next year I'm planting my full salad in my garden. I have tomatoes, broccoli, green/red peppers & cucumbers. Need spinach and carrots next year.

Anyhow, so I go to the salad bar at the grocery store to pick up some spinach, carrots & salmon for lunch and as I'm checking out:

Cashier: You really look nice!

Me: Thanks

Cashier: That is a really good outfit!

Me: Thank you!

Cashier: Did your wife pick it out?

Me: No (Holding back the urge to tell her I've been dressing myself since I was about 4)

Cashier: Well some women pick out their husbands clothes.

Me: I've heard that. Have a nice day!

WTMF?! "Outfit"? It's a shirt and tie for crying out loud!!

 
Next year I'm planting my full salad in my garden. I have tomatoes, broccoli, green/red peppers & cucumbers. Need spinach and carrots next year.Anyhow, so I go to the salad bar at the grocery store to pick up some spinach, carrots & salmon for lunch and as I'm checking out:Cashier: You really look nice!Me: ThanksCashier: That is a really good outfit! Me: Thank you!Cashier: Did your wife pick it out?Me: No (Holding back the urge to tell her I've been dressing myself since I was about 4)Cashier: Well some women pick out their husbands clothes.Me: I've heard that. Have a nice day!WTMF?! "Outfit"? It's a shirt and tie for crying out loud!!
She wanted the D.
:X
 
Next year I'm planting my full salad in my garden. I have tomatoes, broccoli, green/red peppers & cucumbers. Need spinach and carrots next year.Anyhow, so I go to the salad bar at the grocery store to pick up some spinach, carrots & salmon for lunch and as I'm checking out:Cashier: You really look nice!Me: ThanksCashier: That is a really good outfit! Me: Thank you!Cashier: Did your wife pick it out?Me: No (Holding back the urge to tell her I've been dressing myself since I was about 4)Cashier: Well some women pick out their husbands clothes.Me: I've heard that. Have a nice day!WTMF?! "Outfit"? It's a shirt and tie for crying out loud!!
She wanted the D.
He knows that. He was going for the not so subtle LAM!
 
Next year I'm planting my full salad in my garden. I have tomatoes, broccoli, green/red peppers & cucumbers. Need spinach and carrots next year.Anyhow, so I go to the salad bar at the grocery store to pick up some spinach, carrots & salmon for lunch and as I'm checking out:Cashier: You really look nice!Me: ThanksCashier: That is a really good outfit! Me: Thank you!Cashier: Did your wife pick it out?Me: No (Holding back the urge to tell her I've been dressing myself since I was about 4)Cashier: Well some women pick out their husbands clothes.Me: I've heard that. Have a nice day!WTMF?! "Outfit"? It's a shirt and tie for crying out loud!!
She wanted the D.
He knows that. He was going for the not so subtle LAM!
She was older than Tanner.
 
Next year I'm planting my full salad in my garden. I have tomatoes, broccoli, green/red peppers & cucumbers. Need spinach and carrots next year.Anyhow, so I go to the salad bar at the grocery store to pick up some spinach, carrots & salmon for lunch and as I'm checking out:Cashier: You really look nice!Me: ThanksCashier: That is a really good outfit! Me: Thank you!Cashier: Did your wife pick it out?Me: No (Holding back the urge to tell her I've been dressing myself since I was about 4)Cashier: Well some women pick out their husbands clothes.Me: I've heard that. Have a nice day!WTMF?! "Outfit"? It's a shirt and tie for crying out loud!!
She wanted the D.
He knows that. He was going for the not so subtle LAM!
She was older than Tanner.
Sorry you got hit on by an oldie, bro.
 
Next year I'm planting my full salad in my garden. I have tomatoes, broccoli, green/red peppers & cucumbers. Need spinach and carrots next year.Anyhow, so I go to the salad bar at the grocery store to pick up some spinach, carrots & salmon for lunch and as I'm checking out:Cashier: You really look nice!Me: ThanksCashier: That is a really good outfit! Me: Thank you!Cashier: Did your wife pick it out?Me: No (Holding back the urge to tell her I've been dressing myself since I was about 4)Cashier: Well some women pick out their husbands clothes.Me: I've heard that. Have a nice day!WTMF?! "Outfit"? It's a shirt and tie for crying out loud!!
Dierberg's?
 
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Next year I'm planting my full salad in my garden. I have tomatoes, broccoli, green/red peppers & cucumbers. Need spinach and carrots next year.Anyhow, so I go to the salad bar at the grocery store to pick up some spinach, carrots & salmon for lunch and as I'm checking out:Cashier: You really look nice!Me: ThanksCashier: That is a really good outfit! Me: Thank you!Cashier: Did your wife pick it out?Me: No (Holding back the urge to tell her I've been dressing myself since I was about 4)Cashier: Well some women pick out their husbands clothes.Me: I've heard that. Have a nice day!WTMF?! "Outfit"? It's a shirt and tie for crying out loud!!
:lmao:
 

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