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Do you say "I love you" when you hang up with your significant other? Do you tuck your kids in every night you are home with them?
These are both nos for me. :shock:We trade off on kid. Probably say I love you to internet people and my buds more than my wife, but she's the one I make sweet bi-monthly love to, so she knows.
 
Do you say "I love you" when you hang up with your significant other? Do you tuck your kids in every night you are home with them?
Thanks to a GMTANer I say "I love you" to all kinds of people on the phone. I don't hang up until they say it back. The best is when another teacher calls my classroom and the kids can hear me on the phone.Me: Hello?Mr. Guy: Hey, can you tell Rusty Slocum to come by my room after class?Me: Sure. Will do.Mr. Guy: Thanks.Me: Mr. Guy?Mr. Guy: Yeah?Me: I love you.Mr. Guy: Ummm...Me: Say it back.Mr. Guy: (laughing)Me: Come on. Say it back.Mr. Guy: OK, love you too.Me: Bye.
:lmao: :lmao:
 
Do you say "I love you" when you hang up with your significant other? Do you tuck your kids in every night you are home with them?
Thanks to a GMTANer I say "I love you" to all kinds of people on the phone. I don't hang up until they say it back. The best is when another teacher calls my classroom and the kids can hear me on the phone.Me: Hello?Mr. Guy: Hey, can you tell Rusty Slocum to come by my room after class?Me: Sure. Will do.Mr. Guy: Thanks.Me: Mr. Guy?Mr. Guy: Yeah?Me: I love you.Mr. Guy: Ummm...Me: Say it back.Mr. Guy: (laughing)Me: Come on. Say it back.Mr. Guy: OK, love you too.Me: Bye.
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: I'm stealing this. Starting right away.
 
'Annyong said:
im using those crest whitestrips for the first time. do these work?
I don't know but if you look really close at the commercial, I'm pretty sure one of the teeth in the 'after' picture is wearing an Oregon visor.
:lmao:
Do you say "I love you" when you hang up with your significant other? Do you tuck your kids in every night you are home with them?
These are both nos for me. :shock:We trade off on kid. Probably say I love you to internet people and my buds more than my wife, but she's the one I make sweet bi-monthly love to, so she knows.
I've been married 17 years. Mrs. Tre iHello. :bye:
 
You know how some slacks' crotch area tends to "bulge" up when you're sitting? What do you do about it? Mash it down, or leave it looking like you have a huge hardon?

 
Do you say "I love you" when you hang up with your significant other? Do you tuck your kids in every night you are home with them?
Thanks to a GMTANer I say "I love you" to all kinds of people on the phone.
Where has he been?
I don't even remember who it was.
Gadzooks, I'm pretty sure. I just tried to find where he told us that he does that. A search for "love you" by Gadzooks brings up a little over two pages of goodness.
 
One of our cats peed on my bra in the laundry basket and I didn't realize it until I got to work. I thought perhaps it was the shirt I was wearing, so I had Romo bring me a new one on his way to an all-day meeting. Changed shirts, and nope, it's the bra.

Nothing like being a 35-year-old woman and smelling like cat pee all day.

 
so anyways, im getting a crown put in on saturday, (got hit in the face with a golf club at an outing) and was told i need to whiten my teeth before. what would you guys recommend to whiten my teeth in 4 days?
Pretty sure this is BS.ETA

After a Webcrawler search, not only is this BS but a terrible idea. Unless of course you want to whiten your teeth the rest of your life to match the crown.
i was told by my ###### supplier that i needed to whiten my teeth. and to be honest, ive never done it before so i was overdue since i drink a lot of coffee and do a lot of cocaine.
 
One of our cats peed on my bra in the laundry basket and I didn't realize it until I got to work. I thought perhaps it was the shirt I was wearing, so I had Romo bring me a new one on his way to an all-day meeting. Changed shirts, and nope, it's the bra. Nothing like being a 35-year-old woman and smelling like cat pee all day.
:lmao: Is there anything worse than getting that slight hint of cat pee then sniffing whatever it is you suspect was peed on and getting that confirmation nostril-assault."*sniff*-*sniff*...something smells...one of the kids left a towel on the bathroom floor maybe that's it...*SNIFFFFFFF*...blarrrrgggggg! Good god!"
 
One of our cats peed on my bra in the laundry basket and I didn't realize it until I got to work. I thought perhaps it was the shirt I was wearing, so I had Romo bring me a new one on his way to an all-day meeting. Changed shirts, and nope, it's the bra.

Nothing like being a 35-year-old woman and smelling like cat pee all day.
:lmao: Is there anything worse than getting that slight hint of cat pee then sniffing whatever it is you suspect was peed on and getting that confirmation nostril-assault."*sniff*-*sniff*...something smells...one of the kids left a towel on the bathroom floor maybe that's it...*SNIFFFFFFF*...blarrrrgggggg! Good god!"
:lmao: Exactly what happened. I walked to the car this morning and thought something smelled a little odd in the car. Then I got to my desk and it was the same smell. I just couldn't quite put my finger on what the smell was until I had been at work for about 30 minutes. Then it hit me. I pulled up the front of my shirt, sniffed, and groaned.

Really hoped that the shirt change would do it, but as it is, I'm doubling my normal personal space rule.

 
One of our cats peed on my bra in the laundry basket and I didn't realize it until I got to work. I thought perhaps it was the shirt I was wearing, so I had Romo bring me a new one on his way to an all-day meeting. Changed shirts, and nope, it's the bra.

Nothing like being a 35-year-old woman and smelling like cat pee all day.
:lmao: Is there anything worse than getting that slight hint of cat pee then sniffing whatever it is you suspect was peed on and getting that confirmation nostril-assault."*sniff*-*sniff*...something smells...one of the kids left a towel on the bathroom floor maybe that's it...*SNIFFFFFFF*...blarrrrgggggg! Good god!"
:lmao: Exactly what happened. I walked to the car this morning and thought something smelled a little odd in the car. Then I got to my desk and it was the same smell. I just couldn't quite put my finger on what the smell was until I had been at work for about 30 minutes. Then it hit me. I pulled up the front of my shirt, sniffed, and groaned.

Really hoped that the shirt change would do it, but as it is, I'm doubling my normal personal space rule.
Why in all that is holy don't you go home and change? Or just go home?
 
One of our cats peed on my bra in the laundry basket and I didn't realize it until I got to work. I thought perhaps it was the shirt I was wearing, so I had Romo bring me a new one on his way to an all-day meeting. Changed shirts, and nope, it's the bra.

Nothing like being a 35-year-old woman and smelling like cat pee all day.
:lmao: Is there anything worse than getting that slight hint of cat pee then sniffing whatever it is you suspect was peed on and getting that confirmation nostril-assault."*sniff*-*sniff*...something smells...one of the kids left a towel on the bathroom floor maybe that's it...*SNIFFFFFFF*...blarrrrgggggg! Good god!"
:lmao: Exactly what happened. I walked to the car this morning and thought something smelled a little odd in the car. Then I got to my desk and it was the same smell. I just couldn't quite put my finger on what the smell was until I had been at work for about 30 minutes. Then it hit me. I pulled up the front of my shirt, sniffed, and groaned.

Really hoped that the shirt change would do it, but as it is, I'm doubling my normal personal space rule.
Why in all that is holy don't you go home and change? Or just go home?
Pretty sure since you now know it is the bra that smells there is an easy solution to this. :nobrawednesday: :stalker:
 
so anyways, im getting a crown put in on saturday, (got hit in the face with a golf club at an outing) and was told i need to whiten my teeth before. what would you guys recommend to whiten my teeth in 4 days?
Pretty sure this is BS.ETA

After a Webcrawler search, not only is this BS but a terrible idea. Unless of course you want to whiten your teeth the rest of your life to match the crown.
i was told by my ###### supplier that i needed to whiten my teeth. and to be honest, ive never done it before so i was overdue since i drink a lot of coffee and do a lot of cocaine.
They match the color of the crown to your existing teeth. :shrug:
 
One of our cats peed on my bra in the laundry basket and I didn't realize it until I got to work. I thought perhaps it was the shirt I was wearing, so I had Romo bring me a new one on his way to an all-day meeting. Changed shirts, and nope, it's the bra.

Nothing like being a 35-year-old woman and smelling like cat pee all day.
:lmao: Is there anything worse than getting that slight hint of cat pee then sniffing whatever it is you suspect was peed on and getting that confirmation nostril-assault."*sniff*-*sniff*...something smells...one of the kids left a towel on the bathroom floor maybe that's it...*SNIFFFFFFF*...blarrrrgggggg! Good god!"
:lmao: Exactly what happened. I walked to the car this morning and thought something smelled a little odd in the car. Then I got to my desk and it was the same smell. I just couldn't quite put my finger on what the smell was until I had been at work for about 30 minutes. Then it hit me. I pulled up the front of my shirt, sniffed, and groaned.

Really hoped that the shirt change would do it, but as it is, I'm doubling my normal personal space rule.
Why in all that is holy don't you go home and change? Or just go home?
or, go without a bra for a few hours...
 
I was babysitting this kid when I was in high school and I sat down on a beanbag, immediately encountered the horrendous sensation of a wet bum, sprang up and said "Ugh, why is there water in this beanbag" to which the kid replied "Oh, that's not water. Our cat is really old and he probably peed there". Sweet. I didn't typically bring a change of clothes with me to babysit back then, so I had to ride it out until the parents got home. By then, I had developed a case of really neat hives. I had never had hives. I have never had them since. I thought I was dying. My entire body was covered in red welts, my eyes were puffed out and bright red like I had smoked a pack of marijuana cigarettes and I freaked the hell out of the boy's mom when she came to the door and saw me. I explained what happened quickly, raced home, burst into my house and scared the hell out of my parents. I had to take an oatmeal bath and down some Benadryl. Pretty traumatic experience. Since then, I've done my best to avoid sitting in cat urine.

 
'Sheriff Bart said:
Dream I had last night:Let me preface this with my Grandparents (mother's side) lived in a pretty small house considering they raised 5 kids in it. 7 people, one bathroom. :headexplode: Anyhow, to gain some extra space they converted the garage into a family room.Now, on to our featured presentation.I'm in my Grandparents "family room" playing poker with Tony Soprano, a bunch of deceased family (including my Great Grandfather) and friends and a bunch of family still with us. All players represented are male. Michael Jordon is on the couch behind me watching the game. We're playing Five Card Draw for high stakes. Bet goes around the table, $100, I raise $200, Call $300 and then to me. I have four aces and a 10 of clubs. I raise $200. Tony is to my left and dealing, he folds. Everybody takes their cards with the exception of me. I throw the 10 and ask for one. But then I look down and now I have a jack of hearts. I throw the jack and there are even more cards in my hand. Everybody at the table is laughing their asses off as I try to save my four aces. Every once in a while I look up to notice that one of my family members, still alive, has left the game. It isn't long until they are all gone and all that is left is Tony, me and my deceased family members. The cards, the table, the money, Michael Jordon, are gone. Nobody is laughing anymore. Somebody says to me, "what are you going to do now kid? You know they're out there waiting to get you right?" I run to the front door and look out the little window and I can see the driveway is blocked off by a car and there are cars all over the place. I freak out. Then I wake up in a cold sweat. :unsure:
My poker skills may be a bit rusty, but what are you hoping to gain by drawing a card there? Worried someone else has the other 4 aces and a better kicker?
 
so anyways, im getting a crown put in on saturday, (got hit in the face with a golf club at an outing) and was told i need to whiten my teeth before. what would you guys recommend to whiten my teeth in 4 days?
Pretty sure this is BS.ETA

After a Webcrawler search, not only is this BS but a terrible idea. Unless of course you want to whiten your teeth the rest of your life to match the crown.
i was told by my ###### supplier that i needed to whiten my teeth. and to be honest, ive never done it before so i was overdue since i drink a lot of coffee and do a lot of cocaine.
They match the color of the crown to your existing teeth. :shrug:
Not when you go all gold like I do. :ballin:
 
I was babysitting this kid when I was in high school and I sat down on a beanbag, immediately encountered the horrendous sensation of a wet bum, sprang up and said "Ugh, why is there water in this beanbag" to which the kid replied "Oh, that's not water. Our cat is really old and he probably peed there". Sweet. I didn't typically bring a change of clothes with me to babysit back then, so I had to ride it out until the parents got home. By then, I had developed a case of really neat hives. I had never had hives. I have never had them since. I thought I was dying. My entire body was covered in red welts, my eyes were puffed out and bright red like I had smoked a pack of marijuana cigarettes and I freaked the hell out of the boy's mom when she came to the door and saw me. I explained what happened quickly, raced home, burst into my house and scared the hell out of my parents. I had to take an oatmeal bath and down some Benadryl. Pretty traumatic experience. Since then, I've done my best to avoid sitting in cat urine.
FAKE!
 
'Sheriff Bart said:
Dream I had last night:Let me preface this with my Grandparents (mother's side) lived in a pretty small house considering they raised 5 kids in it. 7 people, one bathroom. :headexplode: Anyhow, to gain some extra space they converted the garage into a family room.Now, on to our featured presentation.I'm in my Grandparents "family room" playing poker with Tony Soprano, a bunch of deceased family (including my Great Grandfather) and friends and a bunch of family still with us. All players represented are male. Michael Jordon is on the couch behind me watching the game. We're playing Five Card Draw for high stakes. Bet goes around the table, $100, I raise $200, Call $300 and then to me. I have four aces and a 10 of clubs. I raise $200. Tony is to my left and dealing, he folds. Everybody takes their cards with the exception of me. I throw the 10 and ask for one. But then I look down and now I have a jack of hearts. I throw the jack and there are even more cards in my hand. Everybody at the table is laughing their asses off as I try to save my four aces. Every once in a while I look up to notice that one of my family members, still alive, has left the game. It isn't long until they are all gone and all that is left is Tony, me and my deceased family members. The cards, the table, the money, Michael Jordon, are gone. Nobody is laughing anymore. Somebody says to me, "what are you going to do now kid? You know they're out there waiting to get you right?" I run to the front door and look out the little window and I can see the driveway is blocked off by a car and there are cars all over the place. I freak out. Then I wake up in a cold sweat. :unsure:
My poker skills may be a bit rusty, but what are you hoping to gain by drawing a card there? Worried someone else has the other 4 aces and a better kicker?
You draw a card and people think you have 2 pair or are fishing for a straight or flush. Hold them all and they think you have a straight, flush, full house, or bluffing if you're wasted.
 
I was babysitting this kid when I was in high school and I sat down on a beanbag, immediately encountered the horrendous sensation of a wet bum, sprang up and said "Ugh, why is there water in this beanbag" to which the kid replied "Oh, that's not water. Our cat is really old and he probably peed there". Sweet. I didn't typically bring a change of clothes with me to babysit back then, so I had to ride it out until the parents got home. By then, I had developed a case of really neat hives. I had never had hives. I have never had them since. I thought I was dying. My entire body was covered in red welts, my eyes were puffed out and bright red like I had smoked a pack of marijuana cigarettes and I freaked the hell out of the boy's mom when she came to the door and saw me. I explained what happened quickly, raced home, burst into my house and scared the hell out of my parents. I had to take an oatmeal bath and down some Benadryl. Pretty traumatic experience. Since then, I've done my best to avoid sitting in cat urine.
FAKE!
:shrug: not sure why i'd make that up. not sure why i'd make anything up, really. my life is pretty full of comic tragedy.
 
I was babysitting this kid when I was in high school and I sat down on a beanbag, immediately encountered the horrendous sensation of a wet bum, sprang up and said "Ugh, why is there water in this beanbag" to which the kid replied "Oh, that's not water. Our cat is really old and he probably peed there". Sweet. I didn't typically bring a change of clothes with me to babysit back then, so I had to ride it out until the parents got home. By then, I had developed a case of really neat hives. I had never had hives. I have never had them since. I thought I was dying. My entire body was covered in red welts, my eyes were puffed out and bright red like I had smoked a pack of marijuana cigarettes and I freaked the hell out of the boy's mom when she came to the door and saw me. I explained what happened quickly, raced home, burst into my house and scared the hell out of my parents. I had to take an oatmeal bath and down some Benadryl. Pretty traumatic experience. Since then, I've done my best to avoid sitting in cat urine.
AKA GM learns about the golden shower on the street and totally screws it up.
 
I was babysitting this kid when I was in high school and I sat down on a beanbag, immediately encountered the horrendous sensation of a wet bum, sprang up and said "Ugh, why is there water in this beanbag" to which the kid replied "Oh, that's not water. Our cat is really old and he probably peed there". Sweet. I didn't typically bring a change of clothes with me to babysit back then, so I had to ride it out until the parents got home. By then, I had developed a case of really neat hives. I had never had hives. I have never had them since. I thought I was dying. My entire body was covered in red welts, my eyes were puffed out and bright red like I had smoked a pack of marijuana cigarettes and I freaked the hell out of the boy's mom when she came to the door and saw me. I explained what happened quickly, raced home, burst into my house and scared the hell out of my parents. I had to take an oatmeal bath and down some Benadryl. Pretty traumatic experience. Since then, I've done my best to avoid sitting in cat urine.
FAKE!
:shrug: not sure why i'd make that up. not sure why i'd make anything up, really. my life is pretty full of comic tragedy.
No, you blaming an innocent kitty for your pansy-### immune system. Maybe you're allergic to vinyl or Naugahyde?
 
All this week we're having "dress up" days for Red Ribbon week. Monday was Neon Day. Yesterday was Sports Day. Today is Pink (breast cancer) Day.

I overheard one of my sharper kids say "wouldn't it suck if they found out that pink dye caused cancer?"

 
One of our cats peed on my bra in the laundry basket and I didn't realize it until I got to work. I thought perhaps it was the shirt I was wearing, so I had Romo bring me a new one on his way to an all-day meeting. Changed shirts, and nope, it's the bra. Nothing like being a 35-year-old woman and smelling like cat pee all day.
:lmao: Is there anything worse than getting that slight hint of cat pee then sniffing whatever it is you suspect was peed on and getting that confirmation nostril-assault."*sniff*-*sniff*...something smells...one of the kids left a towel on the bathroom floor maybe that's it...*SNIFFFFFFF*...blarrrrgggggg! Good god!"
All I want is my spot back, man.
 
I'm gonna need an update on everything in here since Uruk Hai was diagnosed with polio. The update doesn't need to be chronoligical, like if for instance Frosty or SLB got divorced and/or died, you can start with that.

I love you.

 
I'm gonna need an update on everything in here since Uruk Hai was diagnosed with polio. The update doesn't need to be chronoligical, like if for instance Frosty or SLB got divorced and/or died, you can start with that. I love you.
I'm still trying to read Guster's post about Paris.
 

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