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I walked my 8 miles yesterday and today for the first time since I broke my neck. As soon as I get back today the home phone rings and I don't know why, but I answer it. It's never for me. Unfortunately this time it was. It was my little sister. LS: Bobby?Me: Yes? <_< LS: Hey, what's going on? I haven't talked to you in a long time.Me: Not whole lot of good stuff to be honest.LS: Like what?Me: Did you hear I broke my neck a couple of months ago?LS: No.....so you like really broke your neck?Me: Yes, I really broke my neck. It's in a brace now.LS: That's terrible.Me: Did you hear my nephew died about a month ago?LS: Nephew? Barb's son?Me: Yes, her youngest son.LS: Well things have been really tough for me too.Me: Oh yeah? :mellow:LS: Yeah, and I can't talk for long, this isn't my phone.Me: Okay.LS: So anyway, things are really tough here. I think I'm going crazy here in Hawaii. I've been here like six years. I wish we had longer to talk so you can help me.Me: I don't know what I can do to help for but I'll try. /sarcasmLS: Well, my problem is really financial. If you would send me some money, that would help me a lot. I'm you're only sister you know.Me: Let me get this straight. So YOU, the person that had every advantage over me and choose to never work a day in your life, wants ME to send you money?LS: Dad sends me money every once in awhile.Me: Because you're his kid. You are killing them. Mom has been sick the vast majority of the time for COINCIDENTALLY, SIX YEARS! If you had kids, you would understand. But you don't. You're too selfish for that. You want to do whatever you want, whenever you want and expect everybody else to finance it. You're not getting a nickle from me. The only way I help is if you come home and check yourself into a mental hospital.LS: I have to go, maybe I'll talk to you later. *click*I'm even angrier than usual these days. :mellow: I'm a #### right? I don't care.
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I walked my 8 miles yesterday and today for the first time since I broke my neck. As soon as I get back today the home phone rings and I don't know why, but I answer it. It's never for me. Unfortunately this time it was. It was my little sister. LS: Bobby?Me: Yes? <_< LS: Hey, what's going on? I haven't talked to you in a long time.Me: Not whole lot of good stuff to be honest.LS: Like what?Me: Did you hear I broke my neck a couple of months ago?LS: No.....so you like really broke your neck?Me: Yes, I really broke my neck. It's in a brace now.LS: That's terrible.Me: Did you hear my nephew died about a month ago?LS: Nephew? Barb's son?Me: Yes, her youngest son.LS: Well things have been really tough for me too.Me: Oh yeah? :mellow:LS: Yeah, and I can't talk for long, this isn't my phone.Me: Okay.LS: So anyway, things are really tough here. I think I'm going crazy here in Hawaii. I've been here like six years. I wish we had longer to talk so you can help me.Me: I don't know what I can do to help for but I'll try. /sarcasmLS: Well, my problem is really financial. If you would send me some money, that would help me a lot. I'm you're only sister you know.Me: Let me get this straight. So YOU, the person that had every advantage over me and choose to never work a day in your life, wants ME to send you money?LS: Dad sends me money every once in awhile.Me: Because you're his kid. You are killing them. Mom has been sick the vast majority of the time for COINCIDENTALLY, SIX YEARS! If you had kids, you would understand. But you don't. You're too selfish for that. You want to do whatever you want, whenever you want and expect everybody else to finance it. You're not getting a nickle from me. The only way I help is if you come home and check yourself into a mental hospital.LS: I have to go, maybe I'll talk to you later. *click*I'm even angrier than usual these days. :mellow: I'm a #### right? I don't care.
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Catch up, Hipple.
 
I walked my 8 miles yesterday and today for the first time since I broke my neck. As soon as I get back today the home phone rings and I don't know why, but I answer it. It's never for me. Unfortunately this time it was. It was my little sister. LS: Bobby?Me: Yes? <_< LS: Hey, what's going on? I haven't talked to you in a long time.Me: Not whole lot of good stuff to be honest.LS: Like what?Me: Did you hear I broke my neck a couple of months ago?LS: No.....so you like really broke your neck?Me: Yes, I really broke my neck. It's in a brace now.LS: That's terrible.Me: Did you hear my nephew died about a month ago?LS: Nephew? Barb's son?Me: Yes, her youngest son.LS: Well things have been really tough for me too.Me: Oh yeah? :mellow:LS: Yeah, and I can't talk for long, this isn't my phone.Me: Okay.LS: So anyway, things are really tough here. I think I'm going crazy here in Hawaii. I've been here like six years. I wish we had longer to talk so you can help me.Me: I don't know what I can do to help for but I'll try. /sarcasmLS: Well, my problem is really financial. If you would send me some money, that would help me a lot. I'm you're only sister you know.Me: Let me get this straight. So YOU, the person that had every advantage over me and choose to never work a day in your life, wants ME to send you money?LS: Dad sends me money every once in awhile.Me: Because you're his kid. You are killing them. Mom has been sick the vast majority of the time for COINCIDENTALLY, SIX YEARS! If you had kids, you would understand. But you don't. You're too selfish for that. You want to do whatever you want, whenever you want and expect everybody else to finance it. You're not getting a nickle from me. The only way I help is if you come home and check yourself into a mental hospital.LS: I have to go, maybe I'll talk to you later. *click*I'm even angrier than usual these days. :mellow: I'm a #### right? I don't care.
Pics?
Way to stay current, Scoop.
 
Frosty: who's the Amber chick on FB you just friended?
Some girl from high school who grew up on my street and was rumored to be kind of loose. I remember in like 9th grade we were playing ghost in the graveyard one night and she came over and was playing and we were flirting and stuff and she even borrowed a shirt of mine and then the next day when we were playing wiffleball she came by again and gave me this "sexy" smile and I was like good god what have I done. Luckily I just ignored her for the next three years and she went away.Anyway I wasn't really friends with her and she was kind of weird looking but slutty. Why? Is she hot now? I pretty much just say yes to everybody who asks. Like she did in high school.
 
I walked my 8 miles yesterday and today for the first time since I broke my neck. As soon as I get back today the home phone rings and I don't know why, but I answer it. It's never for me. Unfortunately this time it was. It was my little sister. LS: Bobby?Me: Yes? <_< LS: Hey, what's going on? I haven't talked to you in a long time.Me: Not whole lot of good stuff to be honest.LS: Like what?Me: Did you hear I broke my neck a couple of months ago?LS: No.....so you like really broke your neck?Me: Yes, I really broke my neck. It's in a brace now.LS: That's terrible.Me: Did you hear my nephew died about a month ago?LS: Nephew? Barb's son?Me: Yes, her youngest son.LS: Well things have been really tough for me too.Me: Oh yeah? :mellow:LS: Yeah, and I can't talk for long, this isn't my phone.Me: Okay.LS: So anyway, things are really tough here. I think I'm going crazy here in Hawaii. I've been here like six years. I wish we had longer to talk so you can help me.Me: I don't know what I can do to help for but I'll try. /sarcasmLS: Well, my problem is really financial. If you would send me some money, that would help me a lot. I'm you're only sister you know.Me: Let me get this straight. So YOU, the person that had every advantage over me and choose to never work a day in your life, wants ME to send you money?LS: Dad sends me money every once in awhile.Me: Because you're his kid. You are killing them. Mom has been sick the vast majority of the time for COINCIDENTALLY, SIX YEARS! If you had kids, you would understand. But you don't. You're too selfish for that. You want to do whatever you want, whenever you want and expect everybody else to finance it. You're not getting a nickle from me. The only way I help is if you come home and check yourself into a mental hospital.LS: I have to go, maybe I'll talk to you later. *click*I'm even angrier than usual these days. :mellow: I'm a #### right? I don't care.
Pics?
Way to stay current, Scoop.
Sorry, some of us actually work for a living.
 
Frosty: who's the Amber chick on FB you just friended?
Do you spend a lot of time looking at my facebook page or whatever it's called?
What do you consider "a lot of time"?
What do you consider "a normal amount of time"?
However you want to quantify it. It's your show. Also what, exactly, is your interest in Amber?You mean the total amount daily?
 
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"Score means a lot to a lot of people"...Thanks ESPN commentator. Al Michaels does that bit much better than you do. Your's sounded rehearsed and forced. Dingleberry.

 
Just opened up a bag of Lay's Classic, hoping to expedite my demise and I'm having an epiphany here....

On the back of the bag is the following:

COME UP WITH THE NEXT GREAT LAY'S FLAVOR AND YOU COULD WIN $1 MILLION! :excited: :excited: :excited:

WE CAN DO THIS!

Tre, Shuke, Cosjobs....emergency top tier meeting of food likers, STAT!
Some type of beer-flavored chip seems long overdue.
Missed this. To the fatoratory!
Spit-ballingPeppercorn Bacon

Cheesy Horseradish

Spicy Pickle

Brisket

Cherry Pie
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :lmao: Spicy pickle would be awesome.

I once got in trouble coming back into USA from Canada because I acted aloof when I was asked if I 'bought anything'. When I said 'pickled flavor chips' like a kid who is already in trouble, they pulled my car over and searched it with dogs. Truth is, I had never had pickled flavoured chips and felt like I needed to buy a bunch over there. Duty free.

Now SPICY PICKLE???? Oh, hells yes.

 
I walked my 8 miles yesterday and today for the first time since I broke my neck. As soon as I get back today the home phone rings and I don't know why, but I answer it. It's never for me. Unfortunately this time it was. It was my little sister. LS: Bobby?Me: Yes? <_< LS: Hey, what's going on? I haven't talked to you in a long time.Me: Not whole lot of good stuff to be honest.LS: Like what?Me: Did you hear I broke my neck a couple of months ago?LS: No.....so you like really broke your neck?Me: Yes, I really broke my neck. It's in a brace now.LS: That's terrible.Me: Did you hear my nephew died about a month ago?LS: Nephew? Barb's son?Me: Yes, her youngest son.LS: Well things have been really tough for me too.Me: Oh yeah? :mellow:LS: Yeah, and I can't talk for long, this isn't my phone.Me: Okay.LS: So anyway, things are really tough here. I think I'm going crazy here in Hawaii. I've been here like six years. I wish we had longer to talk so you can help me.Me: I don't know what I can do to help for but I'll try. /sarcasmLS: Well, my problem is really financial. If you would send me some money, that would help me a lot. I'm you're only sister you know.Me: Let me get this straight. So YOU, the person that had every advantage over me and choose to never work a day in your life, wants ME to send you money?LS: Dad sends me money every once in awhile.Me: Because you're his kid. You are killing them. Mom has been sick the vast majority of the time for COINCIDENTALLY, SIX YEARS! If you had kids, you would understand. But you don't. You're too selfish for that. You want to do whatever you want, whenever you want and expect everybody else to finance it. You're not getting a nickle from me. The only way I help is if you come home and check yourself into a mental hospital.LS: I have to go, maybe I'll talk to you later. *click*I'm even angrier than usual these days. :mellow: I'm a #### right? I don't care.
Pics?
Way to stay current, Scoop.
Sorry, some of us actually work for a living.
No need to apologize.
 
Just got out of jail in Williamson county, which means it may as well be north Korea. Was there 10 hours. Will post more tomorrw as I'm gojnf to get drunk now.

 

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