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'General Malaise said:
'phishphan said:
'General Malaise said:
'Sweet J said:
mini-update. After a meeting this morning with the boss, she said something along the lines of, "oh, I knew it was going to be a sh^t of a day when I got up. I almost texted you this morning and asked whether happy hour would be in your office or mine." Again, this could be nothing. I'm one of two deputies that she has in the DC office. And one of the few subordinants she has that isn't a nincompoop. So she could just be venting. But for some reason, my spidey sense is on alert. But I'm sure it's nothing.
What am I missing here? Have a few drinks with her. :shrug:
He's trying to NOT cheat on his wife, but is afraid that he may trip and his penis may fall into her
What is he, a homo? Go in there, have a scotch or three and then go tell his wife "See, this is what happens when you whine about me playing poker". Extra points if he hits her car in the driveway.It's time to man up in here.
:lmao: Yeah, we've actually had a few beers after work in her office before, but that's happened organically. Where we had meetings end, and she's like "i need a drink" or whatever, and we shoot the breeze. Anyway, I'm not really not worried about screwing around. At best, I like the thought of it more than actually doing it. Anyway, I just sent her a note that said "you still interested in happy hour? I may take a run to the store to get beer/wine." She wrote back: "Absolutely! I think drinking may be all I'm good for at this point."Again, this is fairly run-of-the-mill stuff, the only thing that makes this interesting (to me) is the fact that she sort-of terrifies me.
 
'Thorn said:
'St. Louis Bob said:
Just got back from the funeral for my GB's brother. Well THAT was a new experience. I don't know how many of you other white devils have attended a Baptist style service for a black man but it was pretty moving. The chapel was completely full and I'm estimating there was about 150 people there. The only other white faces belonged to Mother Mary and two angels on the mural behind the alter. You know what, I didn't feel weird, awkward or out of place at all. Maybe (alright no "maybe" about it) there is something wrong with me and I should have. It sure beats a Catholic funeral which of course is nothing but mass with a casket. *sigh* I need to find somebody to go drink with.
You need more Irish in your Catholic funerals IMO
I see all of my comments have been covered.
 
'General Malaise said:
'phishphan said:
'General Malaise said:
'Sweet J said:
mini-update. After a meeting this morning with the boss, she said something along the lines of, "oh, I knew it was going to be a sh^t of a day when I got up. I almost texted you this morning and asked whether happy hour would be in your office or mine." Again, this could be nothing. I'm one of two deputies that she has in the DC office. And one of the few subordinants she has that isn't a nincompoop. So she could just be venting. But for some reason, my spidey sense is on alert. But I'm sure it's nothing.
What am I missing here? Have a few drinks with her. :shrug:
He's trying to NOT cheat on his wife, but is afraid that he may trip and his penis may fall into her
What is he, a homo? Go in there, have a scotch or three and then go tell his wife "See, this is what happens when you whine about me playing poker". Extra points if he hits her car in the driveway.It's time to man up in here.
:lmao: Yeah, we've actually had a few beers after work in her office before, but that's happened organically. Where we had meetings end, and she's like "i need a drink" or whatever, and we shoot the breeze. Anyway, I'm not really not worried about screwing around. At best, I like the thought of it more than actually doing it. Anyway, I just sent her a note that said "you still interested in happy hour? I may take a run to the store to get beer/wine." She wrote back: "Absolutely! I think drinking may be all I'm good for at this point."Again, this is fairly run-of-the-mill stuff, the only thing that makes this interesting (to me) is the fact that she sort-of terrifies me.
A 'note'Did the kid in class next to you pass it to her, or are you using company/federal email and/or personal text messaging. To be safe, I'd recommend the kid in class. It's the most private.
 
'General Malaise said:
'phishphan said:
'General Malaise said:
'Sweet J said:
mini-update. After a meeting this morning with the boss, she said something along the lines of, "oh, I knew it was going to be a sh^t of a day when I got up. I almost texted you this morning and asked whether happy hour would be in your office or mine." Again, this could be nothing. I'm one of two deputies that she has in the DC office. And one of the few subordinants she has that isn't a nincompoop. So she could just be venting. But for some reason, my spidey sense is on alert. But I'm sure it's nothing.
What am I missing here? Have a few drinks with her. :shrug:
He's trying to NOT cheat on his wife, but is afraid that he may trip and his penis may fall into her
What is he, a homo? Go in there, have a scotch or three and then go tell his wife "See, this is what happens when you whine about me playing poker". Extra points if he hits her car in the driveway.It's time to man up in here.
:lmao: Yeah, we've actually had a few beers after work in her office before, but that's happened organically. Where we had meetings end, and she's like "i need a drink" or whatever, and we shoot the breeze. Anyway, I'm not really not worried about screwing around. At best, I like the thought of it more than actually doing it. Anyway, I just sent her a note that said "you still interested in happy hour? I may take a run to the store to get beer/wine." She wrote back: "Absolutely! I think drinking may be all I'm good for at this point."Again, this is fairly run-of-the-mill stuff, the only thing that makes this interesting (to me) is the fact that she sort-of terrifies me.
DANGER WILL ROBINSON
 
Anyway, I'm not really not worried about screwing around. At best, I like the thought of it more than actually doing it. Anyway, I just sent her a note that said "you still interested in happy hour? I may take a run to the store to get beer/wine." She wrote back: "Absolutely! I think drinking may be all I'm good for at this point."Again, this is fairly run-of-the-mill stuff, the only thing that makes this interesting (to me) is the fact that she sort-of terrifies me.
Have you shared your interest in dominating women with your wife? Since she already has you in a subservient position, fetishizing the situation might be a way to make it work for you.
 
Link

I finally reread what I wrote about my brother when I was seeing red.

Wow. No wonder everyone here was utterly confused. As a journalism major, I'm embarrassed at how badly I butchered the English language and at how disjointed it was.

So I cleaned it up. Link above, post 119647.

 
'General Malaise said:
'phishphan said:
'General Malaise said:
'Sweet J said:
mini-update. After a meeting this morning with the boss, she said something along the lines of, "oh, I knew it was going to be a sh^t of a day when I got up. I almost texted you this morning and asked whether happy hour would be in your office or mine." Again, this could be nothing. I'm one of two deputies that she has in the DC office. And one of the few subordinants she has that isn't a nincompoop. So she could just be venting. But for some reason, my spidey sense is on alert. But I'm sure it's nothing.
What am I missing here? Have a few drinks with her. :shrug:
He's trying to NOT cheat on his wife, but is afraid that he may trip and his penis may fall into her
What is he, a homo? Go in there, have a scotch or three and then go tell his wife "See, this is what happens when you whine about me playing poker". Extra points if he hits her car in the driveway.It's time to man up in here.
:lmao: Yeah, we've actually had a few beers after work in her office before, but that's happened organically. Where we had meetings end, and she's like "i need a drink" or whatever, and we shoot the breeze. Anyway, I'm not really not worried about screwing around. At best, I like the thought of it more than actually doing it. Anyway, I just sent her a note that said "you still interested in happy hour? I may take a run to the store to get beer/wine." She wrote back: "Absolutely! I think drinking may be all I'm good for at this point."Again, this is fairly run-of-the-mill stuff, the only thing that makes this interesting (to me) is the fact that she sort-of terrifies me.
Would it help if i just banged her for you?
 
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'General Malaise said:
'phishphan said:
'General Malaise said:
'Sweet J said:
mini-update. After a meeting this morning with the boss, she said something along the lines of, "oh, I knew it was going to be a sh^t of a day when I got up. I almost texted you this morning and asked whether happy hour would be in your office or mine." Again, this could be nothing. I'm one of two deputies that she has in the DC office. And one of the few subordinants she has that isn't a nincompoop. So she could just be venting. But for some reason, my spidey sense is on alert. But I'm sure it's nothing.
What am I missing here? Have a few drinks with her. :shrug:
He's trying to NOT cheat on his wife, but is afraid that he may trip and his penis may fall into her
What is he, a homo? Go in there, have a scotch or three and then go tell his wife "See, this is what happens when you whine about me playing poker". Extra points if he hits her car in the driveway.It's time to man up in here.
:lmao: Yeah, we've actually had a few beers after work in her office before, but that's happened organically. Where we had meetings end, and she's like "i need a drink" or whatever, and we shoot the breeze. Anyway, I'm not really not worried about screwing around. At best, I like the thought of it more than actually doing it. Anyway, I just sent her a note that said "you still interested in happy hour? I may take a run to the store to get beer/wine." She wrote back: "Absolutely! I think drinking may be all I'm good for at this point."Again, this is fairly run-of-the-mill stuff, the only thing that makes this interesting (to me) is the fact that she sort-of terrifies me.
Uptaint?
 
not sure what you people expected when you mix creamy brown stuff with blobby purple stuff.
Then don't mix them, Emeril Lagassy.
the color doesn't bother me. it's those sissies that are complaining.
I'm saying you shouldn't mix them because:1. It is totally unnecessary.2. It looks like sick poops.
Ignore the pbj imp or he'll haunt you forever
 
'Good said:
Sorry to hear, SLB. I hope you have a good weekend.
Thanks GB.
'phishphan said:
the word "nincompoop" is just not used enough these days
:goodposting:
'Thorn said:
'St. Louis Bob said:
Just got back from the funeral for my GB's brother. Well THAT was a new experience. I don't know how many of you other white devils have attended a Baptist style service for a black man but it was pretty moving. The chapel was completely full and I'm estimating there was about 150 people there. The only other white faces belonged to Mother Mary and two angels on the mural behind the alter. You know what, I didn't feel weird, awkward or out of place at all. Maybe (alright no "maybe" about it) there is something wrong with me and I should have. It sure beats a Catholic funeral which of course is nothing but mass with a casket. *sigh* I need to find somebody to go drink with.
You need more Irish in your Catholic funerals IMO
I see all of my comments have been covered.
It isn't that I don't like it exactly, it's just what I'm used to. I'm just as much, if not more, Scottish/Irish than my surname lets on. Our wakes are generally spent in the parking lot pounding beer and laughing loudly. Same thing after the body is in the ground. This was just something so different though, it was really moving. I cried like a baby most of the time although I'm fairly certain I was one of the only men to do so.One part of the ceremony was called "the condolences". Anybody that wanted to get up in front of the mic and say something to the family could do so. There were a dozen or so people that did. I seriously considered it but since I more casually new him, thought it wouldn't be proper. One of the first people to participate was Aunt Jeanie. Short, outspoken gal, reminded me a lot of my Godmother. She gets on the mic and starts with "HI I'M AUNT JEANIE! WHAT'S MY NAME?!!" and everybody yells back "AUNT JEANIE!!" :lmao: She then went on about how Marlon, the deceased, was as a boy and how she was always on his ### and how he has to be driving God crazy right now. How we shouldn't be sad. She closes with "WHAT'S MY NAME!" and of course everybody yells "AUNT JEANIE" with much laughter. I need to see Aunt Jeanie again. She's good people.Everybody was dressed as you would expect for a funeral except for a couple of young men that were more gangsta. Pants hanging etc., you know what I mean. Well one of these guys is engaged to the Marlon's daughter. His daughter gets up to speak and he is standing right besides her. I'm thinking good for him. The poor thing could barely get a couple of words out though before breaking into tears and walking away. He just stood there for a long 20 seconds or so looking at the ground. He finally walks up to the mic and says "I'm not sure what to say so I'm just going to sing it". Then breaks out in some gospel song and was just unfreaking believable. What a voice. I was in awe to say the least.It was a tremendous religious experience for me. I don't go to church but I could see how people are satisfied by this because it did make me feel full although exhausted. I ended up going to my GB's (BFF) house and we split a case of beer. I probably shouldn't have driven home but I felt stone cold sober. :banned: To Marlon.
 
Also, :lmao: at a lot of funny posts today.

Plus :finger: to Uni because every time I use a tortilla, and that's quite often, I hear "uh, um, somebody did a great job with these tortillas." :lmao: :lmao:

 
'Good said:
Sorry to hear, SLB. I hope you have a good weekend.
Thanks GB.
'phishphan said:
the word "nincompoop" is just not used enough these days
:goodposting:
'Thorn said:
'St. Louis Bob said:
Just got back from the funeral for my GB's brother. Well THAT was a new experience. I don't know how many of you other white devils have attended a Baptist style service for a black man but it was pretty moving. The chapel was completely full and I'm estimating there was about 150 people there. The only other white faces belonged to Mother Mary and two angels on the mural behind the alter. You know what, I didn't feel weird, awkward or out of place at all. Maybe (alright no "maybe" about it) there is something wrong with me and I should have. It sure beats a Catholic funeral which of course is nothing but mass with a casket. *sigh* I need to find somebody to go drink with.
You need more Irish in your Catholic funerals IMO
I see all of my comments have been covered.
It isn't that I don't like it exactly, it's just what I'm used to. I'm just as much, if not more, Scottish/Irish than my surname lets on. Our wakes are generally spent in the parking lot pounding beer and laughing loudly. Same thing after the body is in the ground. This was just something so different though, it was really moving. I cried like a baby most of the time although I'm fairly certain I was one of the only men to do so.One part of the ceremony was called "the condolences". Anybody that wanted to get up in front of the mic and say something to the family could do so. There were a dozen or so people that did. I seriously considered it but since I more casually new him, thought it wouldn't be proper. One of the first people to participate was Aunt Jeanie. Short, outspoken gal, reminded me a lot of my Godmother. She gets on the mic and starts with "HI I'M AUNT JEANIE! WHAT'S MY NAME?!!" and everybody yells back "AUNT JEANIE!!" :lmao: She then went on about how Marlon, the deceased, was as a boy and how she was always on his ### and how he has to be driving God crazy right now. How we shouldn't be sad. She closes with "WHAT'S MY NAME!" and of course everybody yells "AUNT JEANIE" with much laughter. I need to see Aunt Jeanie again. She's good people.Everybody was dressed as you would expect for a funeral except for a couple of young men that were more gangsta. Pants hanging etc., you know what I mean. Well one of these guys is engaged to the Marlon's daughter. His daughter gets up to speak and he is standing right besides her. I'm thinking good for him. The poor thing could barely get a couple of words out though before breaking into tears and walking away. He just stood there for a long 20 seconds or so looking at the ground. He finally walks up to the mic and says "I'm not sure what to say so I'm just going to sing it". Then breaks out in some gospel song and was just unfreaking believable. What a voice. I was in awe to say the least.It was a tremendous religious experience for me. I don't go to church but I could see how people are satisfied by this because it did make me feel full although exhausted.
Did someone ask you if you minded if they danced with your date?
 
Did someone ask you if you minded if they danced with your date?
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :lmao:No, but when I was leaving, one guy gave me a really hard stare. I look pretty pimp in my long coat and tie. Everybody else was very nice though.I would also like to thank you all for letting me post this #### here. It's just easier for me to open up and I don't at all IRL. One of the gals/GB's at the office asked me what was wrong with me afterwards. She's black as well, we've been friend for 25 years now. She said "I know what you are going through. Our peoples way of putting somebody to rest is very emotionally draining." Man I love her too. Side story. Back when I was a teenager, she was complaining about how she wanted some new landscaping in front of her apartment but the landlord wouldn't do **** and she couldn't afford it. So naturally I went to a nursery and stole a bunch of shrubs for her. She repaid me with buying me a bong. Good times.
 
not sure what you people expected when you mix creamy brown stuff with blobby purple stuff.
Then don't mix them, Emeril Lagassy.
the color doesn't bother me. it's those sissies that are complaining.
I'm saying you shouldn't mix them because:1. It is totally unnecessary.2. It looks like sick poops.
Ignore the pbj imp or he'll haunt you forever
Words hurt, man. Words hurt. :sadbanana:
 

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