GM's thread about nothing (7 Viewers)

[El Floppo]

and now I can't go to the Memorial for my friend- wife's back is out, and I have to go home to help her out with the gigolo-child and our daughter

 

[Ignoramus]

Hey Guster, want to grab a beer some time Tuesday or Wednesday? We plan on going to the 7:00 ball games both days so maybe something earlier?

I PMed you a month ago!!!

I don't see it, even in my deleted conversations.

Guster and I are planning beers on Wednesday some time around 4ish. I'll send you my contact info. Hope you can make it.

I'm going to pull an Abe here, sorry.

I am working from home Wednesday so I can take my daughter to the dentist. I then have to drop off and pick my son up for an evening camp that night.

Sucks, but my fault for the late notice. I didn't really PM you.

 

[Bob Sacamano]

This young lady Amber, who is posting replies to fish's FB posts, is quite comely.

 

[5-ish Finkle]

What would be your reaction if, hypothetically, a 6-year-old told you that you smell like bananas? Does this mean I'm getting "old man" smell?

Pretty sure that is Werther's and Aqua Velva. You should be in the clear for at least another 5 or 6 months.

 

[Idiot Boxer]

This young lady Amber, who is posting replies to fish's FB posts, is quite comely.

Why am I not fb friends with Roverfish?

 

[Josie Maran]

This young lady Amber, who is posting replies to fish's FB posts, is quite comely.

Truth.

 

[General Malaise]

Comely is an underrated and underused word. And after some brief stalking, I have to agree with the venerable and sagacious Sacamano.

 

[General Malaise]

This young lady Amber, who is posting replies to fish's FB posts, is quite comely.

Why am I not fb friends with Roverfish?

He requires that you meet him or one of his lunatic female cast-offs before accepting friendship.

 

[Idiot Boxer]

This young lady Amber, who is posting replies to fish's FB posts, is quite comely.

Why am I not fb friends with Roverfish?

He requires that you meet him or one of his lunatic female cast-offs before accepting friendship.

That shouldn't be too hard.

 

[Josie Maran]

This young lady Amber, who is posting replies to fish's FB posts, is quite comely.

Why am I not fb friends with Roverfish?

He requires that you meet him or one of his lunatic female cast-offs before accepting friendship.

That shouldn't be too hard.

Does watching Cops or America's Most Wanted count?

 

[YSR]

This young lady Amber, who is posting replies to fish's FB posts, is quite comely.

Truth.

I have two mutual friends with her. I think this is my first FB "worlds colliding" moment.

 

[Bob Sacamano]

Based on names, I'm going to say she's also a relative, so apologies in advance for whatever family member I'm repeatedly offending.

 

[General Malaise]

On a whim I looked up train/plane fares to Fonzietown. Good freaking gravy.

Covered wagon would be good for you.

Reverse California Trail?

I hear that's your mom's favorite position.

LINK

 

[-fish-]

This young lady Amber, who is posting replies to fish's FB posts, is quite comely.

She's my niece. You should see her friends.

 

[Sweet J]

Ok. I'm really, really, really, really busy. But I'm procrastinating so I'll post something here. Maybe that's why I'm prograstinating. Got a huge presentation I gotta give tomorrow and I'm avoiding. So:

1. Still in the basement. It's been really weird and really rough. I'll probably move back upstairs and give it another go. For ####'s sake. I'm weak, I know it.

2. But a few strange adventures over the last 10 months. For example:

When I was thinking I wanted to try and date around and see what was going on, I made connections with various women that I had met here and there. One was a woman from my church. We taught a class together a couple of years ago. She sent me a couple of cryptic facebook messages when she heard I had moved out (didn't take long to get around my church; I think I told ONE person. But anyway). So we made plans to meet up for coffee and whatever. I go to her house on a weekend; her kids are gone that weekend. We hang out at her house. We go get coffee. She's not really flirting, but she is talking about sex constantly; what she likes, what turns her on, etc. At one point she talks about how she goes to S&M clubs in the District. Ok. So I drive her back to her house, and she's just sort of hanging out in my car, talking. Ok. So I'm trying to figure out what I want to do. Do I walk her to her door? If so and she asks me in, do I go? I'm still new at this and . . . I don't know, I guess I wouldn't mind a romp, and I guess she's sending signals. We could get hit by a meteor tomorrow and it would have been a shame to pass up the opportunity, right? So anyway, I'm doing the mental calculation in my head, and she's blathering off about ####### whatever. Jesus Christ that girl could talk, and I'm not really paying attention, I'm still doing the calculating in my head, and I hear her say: ". . . and so he called me the next week and told me he had herpes, and so I should get myself checked. And after I had to call my other partners as well."

Pause. Time slowed down for me for the next 10 seconds. wft? WFT? WTF did she just say? Wait, wat?? WAT?

More pause. I think she was waiting for me to respond. My brain literally seized up. I know it's not a death sentence or anything. But lawd jesus, i really ain't got time for that.

She was still waiting. All I could come up with was. ". . . uh. . .yeah. Well, you know. Love and herpes, amiright? Only one lasts forever. . . . um. . . So I had a great time! I'll see you around. . . Yeah, just great to see you." She pauses for a second. I wait. She get's out. I I stick my feet under the car Flintstone style and speed off. I haven't really talked to her since. But I do occassionally "like" a post she makes on FB. So there's that.

 

[Notorious T.R.E.]

lol

 

[St. Louis Bob]

On a whim I looked up train/plane fares to Fonzietown. Good freaking gravy.

Covered wagon would be good for you.

Reverse California Trail?

I hear that's your mom's favorite position.

LINK

This young lady Amber, who is posting replies to fish's FB posts, is quite comely.

She's my niece. You should see her friends.

I was at HS graduation party Saturday with a pool involved which means there were lots of young ladies in bikini's. Thankfully many older men than me made me feel like less of a pervert. Holy cow.

 

[UniAlias]

Herpes isn't so bad. You learn to love the taste of it eventually IMO.

 

[Idiot Boxer]

amirite?

 

[St. Louis Bob]

Ok. I'm really, really, really, really busy. But I'm procrastinating so I'll post something here. Maybe that's why I'm prograstinating. Got a huge presentation I gotta give tomorrow and I'm avoiding. So:

1. Still in the basement. It's been really weird and really rough. I'll probably move back upstairs and give it another go. For ####'s sake. I'm weak, I know it.

2. But a few strange adventures over the last 10 months. For example:

When I was thinking I wanted to try and date around and see what was going on, I made connections with various women that I had met here and there. One was a woman from my church. We taught a class together a couple of years ago. She sent me a couple of cryptic facebook messages when she heard I had moved out (didn't take long to get around my church; I think I told ONE person. But anyway). So we made plans to meet up for coffee and whatever. I go to her house on a weekend; her kids are gone that weekend. We hang out at her house. We go get coffee. She's not really flirting, but she is talking about sex constantly; what she likes, what turns her on, etc. At one point she talks about how she goes to S&M clubs in the District. Ok. So I drive her back to her house, and she's just sort of hanging out in my car, talking. Ok. So I'm trying to figure out what I want to do. Do I walk her to her door? If so and she asks me in, do I go? I'm still new at this and . . . I don't know, I guess I wouldn't mind a romp, and I guess she's sending signals. We could get hit by a meteor tomorrow and it would have been a shame to pass up the opportunity, right? So anyway, I'm doing the mental calculation in my head, and she's blathering off about ####### whatever. Jesus Christ that girl could talk, and I'm not really paying attention, I'm still doing the calculating in my head, and I hear her say: ". . . and so he called me the next week and told me he had herpes, and so I should get myself checked. And after I had to call my other partners as well."

Pause. Time slowed down for me for the next 10 seconds. wft? WFT? WTF did she just say? Wait, wat?? WAT?

More pause. I think she was waiting for me to respond. My brain literally seized up. I know it's not a death sentence or anything. But lawd jesus, i really ain't got time for that.

She was still waiting. All I could come up with was. ". . . uh. . .yeah. Well, you know. Love and herpes, amiright? Only one lasts forever. . . . um. . . So I had a great time! I'll see you around. . . Yeah, just great to see you." She pauses for a second. I wait. She get's out. I I stick my feet under the car Flintstone style and speed off. I haven't really talked to her since. But I do occassionally "like" a post she makes on FB. So there's that.

What kind of awesome church is this?

 

[Idiot Boxer]

Ok. I'm really, really, really, really busy. But I'm procrastinating so I'll post something here. Maybe that's why I'm prograstinating. Got a huge presentation I gotta give tomorrow and I'm avoiding. So:

1. Still in the basement. It's been really weird and really rough. I'll probably move back upstairs and give it another go. For ####'s sake. I'm weak, I know it.

2. But a few strange adventures over the last 10 months. For example:

When I was thinking I wanted to try and date around and see what was going on, I made connections with various women that I had met here and there. One was a woman from my church. We taught a class together a couple of years ago. She sent me a couple of cryptic facebook messages when she heard I had moved out (didn't take long to get around my church; I think I told ONE person. But anyway). So we made plans to meet up for coffee and whatever. I go to her house on a weekend; her kids are gone that weekend. We hang out at her house. We go get coffee. She's not really flirting, but she is talking about sex constantly; what she likes, what turns her on, etc. At one point she talks about how she goes to S&M clubs in the District. Ok. So I drive her back to her house, and she's just sort of hanging out in my car, talking. Ok. So I'm trying to figure out what I want to do. Do I walk her to her door? If so and she asks me in, do I go? I'm still new at this and . . . I don't know, I guess I wouldn't mind a romp, and I guess she's sending signals. We could get hit by a meteor tomorrow and it would have been a shame to pass up the opportunity, right? So anyway, I'm doing the mental calculation in my head, and she's blathering off about ####### whatever. Jesus Christ that girl could talk, and I'm not really paying attention, I'm still doing the calculating in my head, and I hear her say: ". . . and so he called me the next week and told me he had herpes, and so I should get myself checked. And after I had to call my other partners as well."

Pause. Time slowed down for me for the next 10 seconds. wft? WFT? WTF did she just say? Wait, wat?? WAT?

More pause. I think she was waiting for me to respond. My brain literally seized up. I know it's not a death sentence or anything. But lawd jesus, i really ain't got time for that.

She was still waiting. All I could come up with was. ". . . uh. . .yeah. Well, you know. Love and herpes, amiright? Only one lasts forever. . . . um. . . So I had a great time! I'll see you around. . . Yeah, just great to see you." She pauses for a second. I wait. She get's out. I I stick my feet under the car Flintstone style and speed off. I haven't really talked to her since. But I do occassionally "like" a post she makes on FB. So there's that.

What kind of awesome church is this?

Same one they lock all the teenagers in and do puppetry with condoms.

 

[Bob Sacamano]

Ok. I'm really, really, really, really busy. But I'm procrastinating so I'll post something here. Maybe that's why I'm prograstinating. Got a huge presentation I gotta give tomorrow and I'm avoiding. So:

1. Still in the basement. It's been really weird and really rough. I'll probably move back upstairs and give it another go. For ####'s sake. I'm weak, I know it.

2. But a few strange adventures over the last 10 months. For example:

When I was thinking I wanted to try and date around and see what was going on, I made connections with various women that I had met here and there. One was a woman from my church. We taught a class together a couple of years ago. She sent me a couple of cryptic facebook messages when she heard I had moved out (didn't take long to get around my church; I think I told ONE person. But anyway). So we made plans to meet up for coffee and whatever. I go to her house on a weekend; her kids are gone that weekend. We hang out at her house. We go get coffee. She's not really flirting, but she is talking about sex constantly; what she likes, what turns her on, etc. At one point she talks about how she goes to S&M clubs in the District. Ok. So I drive her back to her house, and she's just sort of hanging out in my car, talking. Ok. So I'm trying to figure out what I want to do. Do I walk her to her door? If so and she asks me in, do I go? I'm still new at this and . . . I don't know, I guess I wouldn't mind a romp, and I guess she's sending signals. We could get hit by a meteor tomorrow and it would have been a shame to pass up the opportunity, right? So anyway, I'm doing the mental calculation in my head, and she's blathering off about ####### whatever. Jesus Christ that girl could talk, and I'm not really paying attention, I'm still doing the calculating in my head, and I hear her say: ". . . and so he called me the next week and told me he had herpes, and so I should get myself checked. And after I had to call my other partners as well."

Pause. Time slowed down for me for the next 10 seconds. wft? WFT? WTF did she just say? Wait, wat?? WAT?

More pause. I think she was waiting for me to respond. My brain literally seized up. I know it's not a death sentence or anything. But lawd jesus, i really ain't got time for that.

She was still waiting. All I could come up with was. ". . . uh. . .yeah. Well, you know. Love and herpes, amiright? Only one lasts forever. . . . um. . . So I had a great time! I'll see you around. . . Yeah, just great to see you." She pauses for a second. I wait. She get's out. I I stick my feet under the car Flintstone style and speed off. I haven't really talked to her since. But I do occassionally "like" a post she makes on FB. So there's that.

What kind of awesome church is this?

She's riding bareback, so probably Catholic.

 

[St. Louis Bob]

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

 

[Henry Ford]

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

That's fantastic.

 

[Josie Maran]

GB SweetJ

 

[Josie Maran]

This young lady Amber, who is posting replies to fish's FB posts, is quite comely.

She's my niece. You should see her friends.

Yes, I should.

 

[krista4]

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

That's fantastic.

 

[General Malaise]

Herpes isn't so bad. You learn to love the taste of it eventually IMO.

Good god....

 

[El Floppo]

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

That's fantastic.

I live in a city of 8 mil+, and I don't get to ever meet anybody like Phil of the Future.

 

[General Malaise]

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

Wait, what???

 

[St. Louis Bob]

Butters Mussolini

You home yet

Thank GB! I'll post some pics tomorrow. Totally wiped out right now.

the little larva things are for your boys.

One of them the battery was dead but the other worked and is freaking the #### out of Mrs. SLB. Dylan has been chasing her around the house with it as she screams.

BOC pic

Inventory:

1. Girls cowboy hat

2. Book, Count of Monte Cristo ( I read this as a kid but it was only like 100 pages)

3. Surgical masl

4. An accounting book

5. 3D Glasses

6. Book, Mars & Venus in the Bedroom

7. Book, How to Win at Omaha High/Low

8. Bottle of Four Roses whiskey

9. Tongue depressor with "redtube.com written on it

10. Virgin Islands Pal Ale shirt

11. My Little Poeny doll?

12. Business card for the Oakland Raiders luxery box person

13. A room key to a Marriott

14. Bottle of Coke, guessing this is for the whiskey

15. A Cherished Teddy bear figurine

16. A wet wipe

17. Two sail boat picture frames

18. A pair of female sunglasses

19. CD Phil Collins Face Value

20. CD Living Colour Vivid

21. CD STP, Purple

22. CD Bedtime with the Beatles

23. A California Angels winter hat. (I was really excited about this being an Angels fan until I realized it was a chick hat )

Thanks GB!!

 

[Dan Lambskin]

Glamour Boys

Edit: you should put on all the chick stuff and YouTube yourself dancing to it

 

[St. Louis Bob]

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

That's fantastic.

I live in a city of 8 mil+, and I don't get to ever meet anybody like Phil of the Future.

My GB Mo is a funny, funny, broad. She's from Chicago and has a lots of moxy. I have had a blast with her friends and family over the last 25 years. Just great people.

Many years ago while picking up friends at the KC airport, she meets this guy that looked like Kelsey Grammer. She ends up talking him into coming back to her house for the party we were having. This was before cell phones but there is a picture of me with this guy someplace. I'm still not convinced it wasn't Kelsey Grammer.

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

Wait, what???

Dude, it's really hard to describe because I'm not exactly sure myself. We got in town Thursday night and were at GB's house having some cocktails. Phil of the Future was the only guy I didn't know so I walk over and introduce myself. He was talking about something and I thought perhaps I had a stroke because I recognized all the words but nothing made any sense.

He gets up to leave and my cousin says "see you tomorrow!" to which Mo almost went insane because she didn't want Phil of the Future anywhere near her house for the party on the 4th or her daughter's graduation party the next day. Phil of the Future showed up though and I thought Mo was going to murder my cousin.

 

[Henry Ford]

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

That's fantastic.

I live in a city of 8 mil+, and I don't get to ever meet anybody like Phil of the Future.

My GB Mo is a funny, funny, broad. She's from Chicago and has a lots of moxy. I have had a blast with her friends and family over the last 25 years. Just great people.

Many years ago while picking up friends at the KC airport, she meets this guy that looked like Kelsey Grammer. She ends up talking him into coming back to her house for the party we were having. This was before cell phones but there is a picture of me with this guy someplace. I'm still not convinced it wasn't Kelsey Grammer.

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

Wait, what???

Dude, it's really hard to describe because I'm not exactly sure myself. We got in town Thursday night and were at GB's house having some cocktails. Phil of the Future was the only guy I didn't know so I walk over and introduce myself. He was talking about something and I thought perhaps I had a stroke because I recognized all the words but nothing made any sense.

He gets up to leave and my cousin says "see you tomorrow!" to which Mo almost went insane because she didn't want Phil of the Future anywhere near her house for the party on the 4th or her daughter's graduation party the next day. Phil of the Future showed up though and I thought Mo was going to murder my cousin.

"It was good to see you tomorrow."

 

[DA RAIDERS]

Butters Mussolini

You home yet

Thank GB! I'll post some pics tomorrow. Totally wiped out right now.

the little larva things are for your boys.

One of them the battery was dead but the other worked and is freaking the #### out of Mrs. SLB. Dylan has been chasing her around the house with it as she screams.

BOC pic

Inventory:

1. Girls cowboy hat

2. Book, Count of Monte Cristo ( I read this as a kid but it was only like 100 pages)

3. Surgical masl

4. An accounting book

5. 3D Glasses

6. Book, Mars & Venus in the Bedroom

7. Book, How to Win at Omaha High/Low

8. Bottle of Four Roses whiskey

9. Tongue depressor with "redtube.com written on it

10. Virgin Islands Pal Ale shirt

11. My Little Poeny doll?

12. Business card for the Oakland Raiders luxery box person

13. A room key to a Marriott

14. Bottle of Coke, guessing this is for the whiskey

15. A Cherished Teddy bear figurine

16. A wet wipe

17. Two sail boat picture frames

18. A pair of female sunglasses

19. CD Phil Collins Face Value

20. CD Living Colour Vivid

21. CD STP, Purple

22. CD Bedtime with the Beatles

23. A California Angels winter hat. (I was really excited about this being an Angels fan until I realized it was a chick hat )

Thanks GB!!

YW!!I have seen men wear both of those hats. I had no clue you were an angels fan. Do you want some. Angels junk?

It's Mexican coke! It's different than regular coke. And it was a Weak double entendre as lady raiders forbade me from mailing actual yay.

I'm bummed one of the larva doesn't work, they both worked when I packed them. Mess with it, those things usually last a long time.

And I hope you like the whiskey, I don't drink whiskey but have heard y'all talk about that one specifically, so I trust with TRE's endorsement, it's a good one.

It was fun putting it together and the excitement waiting for you to get it was great.

 

[St. Louis Bob]

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

That's fantastic.

I live in a city of 8 mil+, and I don't get to ever meet anybody like Phil of the Future.

My GB Mo is a funny, funny, broad. She's from Chicago and has a lots of moxy. I have had a blast with her friends and family over the last 25 years. Just great people.

Many years ago while picking up friends at the KC airport, she meets this guy that looked like Kelsey Grammer. She ends up talking him into coming back to her house for the party we were having. This was before cell phones but there is a picture of me with this guy someplace. I'm still not convinced it wasn't Kelsey Grammer.

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

Wait, what???

Dude, it's really hard to describe because I'm not exactly sure myself. We got in town Thursday night and were at GB's house having some cocktails. Phil of the Future was the only guy I didn't know so I walk over and introduce myself. He was talking about something and I thought perhaps I had a stroke because I recognized all the words but nothing made any sense.

He gets up to leave and my cousin says "see you tomorrow!" to which Mo almost went insane because she didn't want Phil of the Future anywhere near her house for the party on the 4th or her daughter's graduation party the next day. Phil of the Future showed up though and I thought Mo was going to murder my cousin.

"It was good to see you tomorrow."

YES!!!!

 

[Officer Pete Malloy]

I have nothing to add. I feel like a failure.

 

[Henry Ford]

"It was good to see you tomorrow."

YES!!!!

Does he also refer to himself in the third person?

 

[St. Louis Bob]

YW!!

I have seen men wear both of those hats. I had no clue you were an angels fan. Do you want some. Angels junk?

Good lord, it looks like Pippie Longstockings. I was a big Rod Carew fan growing up so I've always followed the Angels. I haven't much lately though to be honest. Thanks for the offer GB, but that's okay.

It's Mexican coke! It's different than regular coke. And it was a Weak double entendre as lady raiders forbade me from mailing actual yay.

Yeah, I got that.

I'm bummed one of the larva doesn't work, they both worked when I packed them. Mess with it, those things usually last a long time.

Let me mess with the battery.

And I hope you like the whiskey, I don't drink whiskey but have heard y'all talk about that one specifically, so I trust with TRE's endorsement, it's a good one.

Hi, my name is Bob. Nice to meet you.

It was fun putting it together and the excitement waiting for you to get it was great.

Thanks again!

 

[St. Louis Bob]

"It was good to see you tomorrow."

YES!!!!

Does he also refer to himself in the third person?

After the initial exposure to him, I didn't talk to him a whole lot. Partly because a bunch of people I haven't seen in quite awhile arrived the next day. Partly because he freaked me the #### out.

 

[St. Louis Bob]

I have nothing to add. I feel like a failure.

<_<

 

[FDAS]

I have nothing to add. I feel like a failure.

It's not just a feeling, Quasimodo

 

[YSR]

We had a bird feeder on our front porch for a month or so back in May and now I'll be damned if we don't have a big ### stalk of corn (and about three other smaller ones) growing in my azalea/forsythia beds.

I think this probably just completes my conversion to a redneck. Nothing more to see here.

 

[FDAS]

We had a bird feeder on our front porch for a month or so back in May and now I'll be damned if we don't have a big ### stalk of corn (and about three other smaller ones) growing in my azalea/forsythia beds.

I think this probably just completes my conversion to a redneck. Nothing more to see here.

Pretty sure moving to Knoxville locked up the redneck conversion :rockytop:

 

[DA RAIDERS]

We had a bird feeder on our front porch for a month or so back in May and now I'll be damned if we don't have a big ### stalk of corn (and about three other smaller ones) growing in my azalea/forsythia beds.

I think this probably just completes my conversion to a redneck. Nothing more to see here.

I moved my feeders over cement to stop this from happening. Very annoying, but I like feeding/watching the birds

 

[Bob Sacamano]

I have nothing to add. I feel like a failure.

23 and 46. Go!

 

[St. Louis Bob]

We had a bird feeder on our front porch for a month or so back in May and now I'll be damned if we don't have a big ### stalk of corn (and about three other smaller ones) growing in my azalea/forsythia beds.

I think this probably just completes my conversion to a redneck. Nothing more to see here.

Turn this into a Kickstarter thing.

 

[YSR]

We had a bird feeder on our front porch for a month or so back in May and now I'll be damned if we don't have a big ### stalk of corn (and about three other smaller ones) growing in my azalea/forsythia beds.

I think this probably just completes my conversion to a redneck. Nothing more to see here.

I moved my feeders over cement to stop this from happening. Very annoying, but I like feeding/watching the birds

Upside, I get corn!

 

[Guster]

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

Incredible shtick

 

[St. Louis Bob]

Oh yeah, I almost always meet some new character when visiting my GB's in KC and this year was no exception. This year I met Phil aka Phil of the Future. He's a pharmiscist and quite strange. He earned his moniker because he often talks in the past tense about future events. I don't know.

Incredible shtick

I'm 99% sure it isn't shtick though. People just gravitate to my GB's and there's always some strange ones. Hosting back-to-back big parties had Mo pretty stressed so I didn't get a chance to get real in depth information on Phil of the Future. I need to get call her or her husband and get some stories.