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FTR: I'm over 40 and overweight but I've never been propositioned by a hooker in a hotel bar or Vegas. They can probably tell that I have no problem scoring with the ladies.
Or maybe they just don't want to #### you.
All this time I thought hookers were in it for the money. Never knew they were just horny.
Sorry. Maybe they just don't want to #### you for money.
TannerPoonMasterSkeptic?

 
What do we get, like 4 a day or something?
I put in a serious request to increase the limit and was shot down.
For what reason?
I guess it would cheapen them or something. I thought 10/day was harmless.
Who in their right mind would defend this? If they, whoever they is, think that there are only 10 likable posts a day in this forum THEN SHUT IT DOWN.
What are we supposed to do?

 
Brutal day at work today. I was the whipping boy of the day. The bad part of me wants to react to that by pounding all of them into the gutter. The quieter good side counsels patience and reason. The middle part drinks whiskey.

 
St. Louis Bob said:
I'm wearing a cat shirt.

Cal: Oh geez, another cat shirt?

Me: Yeah, I'm going out tonight.

Cal: With your cat shirt friend? (Tanner)

Me: No, he lives in California.

Cal: Wow, he must have some life.
:lmao:

 
I encouraged the boys to write their names in newly poured cement today. They did. :oldunsure:
Harry Crane (Mad Men) talking about photography in college: I did a whole series that was just hand prints on glass...you know the way it fogs up around your heat? Take it off, take a picture. I was always fascinated by the cave paintings at Lascaux. They're like 17,000 years old. And the bison get all the attention but there are also all of these hand prints, tiny by today's standards, with paint blown all around them.

Draper: Signature of the artist.

Crane: I thought it was someone reaching through the stone. You know, right to us. 'I was here'.

 
I used to pour concrete back in the day. Many times the neighborhood kids would watch as we broke the concrete, loaded into a truck and hauled it away, prepped with rebar, rebuilt any sewers, poured and smoothed. Hell it was cool to see all those machines. We usually called them over to put their initials in or whatever when we were done.

But the #######s who would ride their bike or walk through it after we left it to dry always got a visit from the cops. We generally had to redo it.

It's funny how dumb kids are. We'd watch the one kid roll up on a bike and when we returned a few hours later that same kid would still have concrete all over his tires.

 
I used to pour concrete back in the day. Many times the neighborhood kids would watch as we broke the concrete, loaded into a truck and hauled it away, prepped with rebar, rebuilt any sewers, poured and smoothed. Hell it was cool to see all those machines. We usually called them over to put their initials in or whatever when we were done.

But the #######s who would ride their bike or walk through it after we left it to dry always got a visit from the cops. We generally had to redo it.

It's funny how dumb kids are. We'd watch the one kid roll up on a bike and when we returned a few hours later that same kid would still have concrete all over his tires.
Thank you for your service

 
10 minutes to the shutdown. Any last words?

For me it always just comes down to these:

Sex

Drugs

Rock N' Roll

And sometimes I've tried to memorialize those concepts by writing my name in wet cement

 
I used to pour concrete back in the day. Many times the neighborhood kids would watch as we broke the concrete, loaded into a truck and hauled it away, prepped with rebar, rebuilt any sewers, poured and smoothed. Hell it was cool to see all those machines. We usually called them over to put their initials in or whatever when we were done.

But the #######s who would ride their bike or walk through it after we left it to dry always got a visit from the cops. We generally had to redo it.

It's funny how dumb kids are. We'd watch the one kid roll up on a bike and when we returned a few hours later that same kid would still have concrete all over his tires.
Thank you for your service
:lmao:

 
I'm fine. Romo's asleep next to me. I've been up with the kid and this upper respiratory infection since about 3:15. I could easily get up and fix something but the desire for food is outweighed significantly by my desire to stay in bed.

Pregnant people problems. Amirite, Homer?

 
I'm still laughing at the idea of creating an artificial scarcity of "likes" like they're freaking De Beers.
:lmao:

Great times with G-Marco tonight.
You too, GB.

So I'm not sure if it's SLB himself, the ultimate cat shirt, or the combination of the two, but I've never seen anything like it.

First of all, I think this guy "randomly" chose SLB to frisk just so he could get a good look at the shirt (and him).

While watching the ####fest of a game last night, we go inside to grab some more drinks and run into this guy. He was in complete awe about running into another cat shirt. Of course, he soon realized that his was far inferior. Even looking at the pic, you can tell which cat is about to win the contest as the other dude's cat looks terrified.

We finally decide to get out and grab a few more drinks before heading back home. I completely ####ed up and left an opening for this homeless guy to jump in, sit down, and start talking to us. Of course, SLB being the awesome dude that he is gives him half his beer, 2 cigarettes, and some more $ to grab beer later on. In return, he gets to ride this homeless guy's bike around the patio a bit.

We head inside the bar where I realize I'm truly in the presence of greatness. First, this bartender takes one look at the shirt and demands she comes around to get a picture with it. Then, this girl sitting right next to us notices the shirt and starts in about how great it is and gets in a picture as well. Next thing you know, there's this table of 4 ladies behind us and one of them comes up and just wants to buy SLB a drink. I'm trying to figure out wtf is going on, but this is real. Of course, he promptly accepts, and the next thing I know, there's pictures being taken and 3somes being discussed and....then it's time for us to go.

There's just not much that compares with SLB and the purrito.

 
I'm still laughing at the idea of creating an artificial scarcity of "likes" like they're freaking De Beers.
:lmao: Great times with G-Marco tonight.
You too, GB.

So I'm not sure if it's SLB himself, the ultimate cat shirt, or the combination of the two, but I've never seen anything like it.

First of all, I think this guy "randomly" chose SLB to frisk just so he could get a good look at the shirt (and him).

While watching the ####fest of a game last night, we go inside to grab some more drinks and run into this guy. He was in complete awe about running into another cat shirt. Of course, he soon realized that his was far inferior. Even looking at the pic, you can tell which cat is about to win the contest as the other dude's cat looks terrified.

We finally decide to get out and grab a few more drinks before heading back home. I completely ####ed up and left an opening for this homeless guy to jump in, sit down, and start talking to us. Of course, SLB being the awesome dude that he is gives him half his beer, 2 cigarettes, and some more $ to grab beer later on. In return, he gets to ride this homeless guy's bike around the patio a bit.

We head inside the bar where I realize I'm truly in the presence of greatness. First, this bartender takes one look at the shirt and demands she comes around to get a picture with it. Then, this girl sitting right next to us notices the shirt and starts in about how great it is and gets in a picture as well. Next thing you know, there's this table of 4 ladies behind us and one of them comes up and just wants to buy SLB a drink. I'm trying to figure out wtf is going on, but this is real. Of course, he promptly accepts, and the next thing I know, there's pictures being taken and 3somes being discussed and....then it's time for us to go.

There's just not much that compares with SLB and the purrito.
This is how I picture Bob's standard Tuesday.

 
Took my car to the mechanic down the street since its leaking power steering fluid and makes that annoying whining noise when turning. While they are looking at it, I walk over to Walmart and pick up my boys a couple of baller ### monster trucks, and make my way back to the mechanic for the quote.

$785.56 for labor, a power steering pump, pressure hose, and flush.

I think I'm going to try a different place and see what they say.

 
Took my car to the mechanic down the street since its leaking power steering fluid and makes that annoying whining noise when turning. While they are looking at it, I walk over to Walmart and pick up my boys a couple of baller ### monster trucks, and make my way back to the mechanic for the quote.

$785.56 for labor, a power steering pump, pressure hose, and flush.

I think I'm going to try a different place and see what they say.
You don't have a guy? You gotta have a guy.

 
FTR: I'm over 40 and overweight but I've never been propositioned by a hooker in a hotel bar or Vegas. They can probably tell that I have no problem scoring with the ladies.
Sounds more like a perceived lack of money situation.
School teacher vibe. They know you're underpaid. ;)
An error occurredThe powers that be are being foolishly #####rdly with the positive votes. It's really pretty stupid.
 
I used to pour concrete back in the day. Many times the neighborhood kids would watch as we broke the concrete, loaded into a truck and hauled it away, prepped with rebar, rebuilt any sewers, poured and smoothed. Hell it was cool to see all those machines. We usually called them over to put their initials in or whatever when we were done.

But the #######s who would ride their bike or walk through it after we left it to dry always got a visit from the cops. We generally had to redo it.

It's funny how dumb kids are. We'd watch the one kid roll up on a bike and when we returned a few hours later that same kid would still have concrete all over his tires.
Yeah, that's bull####. My Mom's side of the family was a bunch of dirty Irish bricklayers and sometimes poured concrete. They would put a penny in the cement to show what year they put it down. I always thought that was really cool.

 

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