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Master![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() glf33 - 2004-08-21 1:59 PM Tom, the first tri I ever did (in the early 80's go ahead, laugh) the 80's.....hmmmm. Wait, did they have microwaves back then? Remote controls? vcr's? or, wait, I think Beta was the hot new thing. Gosh, the 80's????? How old was I? 9? 10? There's no way I could have been doing tris back then.....can you do tris that young? Wait, wait, wait...probably not. So that must mean you're like what now....Old? (yes, I am a beeeeatch....and yes, I am 35 now so go on, take your shots. I know I deserve it, but couldn't resist) |
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Frugal Gear Geek![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() No one bit...What is orange and sleeps three... A Department of Public Works vehicle. Don't mess with the bull...you will get the horns |
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Expert![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Go ahead - I can take it. I'm not cryin - much. And besides: at least I'm right. Plus I get the jokes. Why don't ya explain morningwood again Nancy. |
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Got Wahoo?![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Once, I put my finger into a toaster. It burned. I haven't done it since. |
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Expert![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Well, most recently, there's room 309, there's this scary Mexican gangster dude poking his finger in my chest. There's his hooligan kids snapping their fingers at me. There's a putrid, rotting corpse of a dead whore stuck in the springs of the bed. There's rooms blazing afire. There's a big fat needle from God knows where, stuck in my leg, infecting me with God knows what. And finally there's me, walking out the door, right now. Buenas noches. |
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Resident Matriarch![]() | ![]() chi chi chi chi chi chia.....chi chi chi chi chi chiaaa pet! |
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Resident Matriarch![]() | ![]() Istanbul was Constantinople |
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Resident Matriarch![]() | ![]() The sun is a mass of incandescent gas A gigantic nuclear furnace Where Hydrogen is built into Helium At a temperature of millions of degrees The sun is hot, the sun is not A place where we could live But here on Earth there'd be no life Without the light it gives We need its light, we need its heat The sun light that we seek The sun light comes from our own sun's Atomic energy The sun is a mass of incandescent gas A gigantic nuclear furnace Where Hydrogen is built into Helium At a temperature of millions of degrees The sun is hot... The sun is so hot that everything on it is a gas Aluminum, Copper, Iron, and many others The sun is large... If the sun were hollow, a million Earth's would fit inside And yet, it is only a middle size star The sun is far away... About 93,000,000 miles away And that's why it looks so small But even when it's out of sight The sun shines night and day We need its heat, we need its light The sun light that we seek The sun light comes from our own sun's Atomic energy Scientists have found that the sun is a huge atom smashing machine The heat and light of the sun are caused by nuclear reactions between Hydrogen, Nitrogen, Carbon, and Helium The sun is a mass of incandescent gas A gigantic nuclear furnace Where Hydrogen is built into Helium At a temperature of millions of degrees |
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Resident Matriarch![]() | ![]() dhlundblad - 2004-08-21 9:55 PM Ellen keeps singing... ... why???!!??? (o: d (happy b-day Lara!!) cuz I don't know any movies?? making up for lost time on this thread? I'm bored? all of the above? Love, Pandora |
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Master![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() It's ok, you're electronic voice is like a sweet lullaby in my beleagured (sp?) ear!! Dana I won't shun you for your lack of movie quotables |
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Resident Matriarch![]() | ![]() rock on!
I've paid my dues |
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Master![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Whoa!! That was some volume!! Put some lungs into it, baby!!! D (You don't feel demeaned by the 'baby' part, do you???) |
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Resident Matriarch![]() | ![]() (You don't feel demeaned by the 'baby' part, do you???) too old and crotchety to feel demeaned by that! |
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Master![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Well, while Mrs. Cranky-pants entertains us with her soothing serenades, I want to take a moment to discuss my cat. No... I mean my roommates cat. Now, I'm a fan of the feline world in general, but tell me... is there room in this world for a cat who cannot clean it's own tuckus??? I'd really like to know. I mean this cat sits on our furniture. I'm not sure if I can share space with it ANY LONGER!! D |
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Resident Matriarch![]() | ![]() Risin' up, back on the street So many times, it happens too fast
Face to face, out in the heat Risin' up, straight to the top The eye of the tiger... |
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Resident Matriarch![]() | ![]() 1. doorstop 2. lawn dart 3. weathervane 4. clothes rack 5. ice scraper 6. boot scraper 7. speed bump 8. staple remover 9. back scratcher 10. plunger 11. paint stirrer 12. lightening rod ok....feel free to add your own at any time..... |
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Resident Matriarch![]() | ![]() Risin' up, back on the street So many times, it happens too fast
Face to face, out in the heat Risin' up, straight to the top The eye of the tiger... |
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Master![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() staple remover! snort, snort, chuckle!! |
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Master![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Here's my musical interlude (fortunately, it has nothing to do with anything and is therefore perfectly appropriate for here): This was the bride and groom's song at my brother's wedding. Enjoy: She don’t like her eggs all runny She thinks crossin’ her legs is funny She looks down her nose at money She gets it on like the easter bunny She’s my baby I’m her honey I’m never gonna let her go He ain’t got laid in a month of sundays I caught him once and he was sniffin’ my undies He ain’t too sharp but he gets things done Drinks his beer like it’s oxygen He’s my baby And I’m his honey Never gonna let him go In spite of ourselves We’ll end up a’sittin’ on a rainbow Against all odds Honey, we’re the big door prize We’re gonna spite our noses Right off of our faces There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts Dancin’ in our eyes. She thinks all my jokes are corny Convict movies make her horny She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs Swears like a sailor when shaves her legs She takes a lickin’ And keeps on tickin’ I’m never gonna let her go. He’s got more balls than a big brass monkey He’s a wacked out werido and a lovebug junkie Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon Payday comes and he’s howlin’ at the moon He’s my baby I don’t mean maybe Never gonna let him go In spite of ourselves We’ll end up a’sittin’ on a rainbow Against all odds Honey, we’re the big door prize We’re gonna spite our noses Right off of our faces There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts Dancin’ in our eyes. There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts Dancin’ in our eyes. Ah.... LOVE! D |
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Master![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Ichthyocide Pescacide Piscicide Ah... moving... what of the seven wonder's of the world: how to put a housefull of possessions into a moving vehicle a twentieth the size of the aforementioned house, move it to another place and be able to find your underwear, a spoon and a roll of toilet paper. |
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