Hater.
 

That makes me feel much much better. For a moment there I was afraid that a rousing rendition of Kumbaya might break out here. And Hank's singing? Not Good.

Hater.
 

I always thought it was a Paigow/Slave sort of thing.

Top o the Board to you!
 

Other than an unfortunate Burger interruption, I have hit the top of a new page on the Board (if you are putting 40 posts to a page) most of the day today. I sure do post a lot.

Hater.
 

other than the sex, sure, it fits. they hate each other with a passion. I hate wanker with a passion and I don't think he is very fond of me.

Hater.
 

1 difference- I like both Slave and Paigow, so I don't enjoy their fights.

Hater.
 

do you dislike me or wanker? or both?

And I think flinty was talking about the interaction between the two parties, not third parties' reactions to them. which is to say, it's not about you, and get over yourself, assjack.

etc "jackass" to "assjack"

Hater.
 

Have I ever taken the time to prove that Wonk really looks like a TV star?

NaNoWriMo Drop-out
 

After a slow start, my novel writing managed to come to a complete and grinding halt during the first week.

My word total: ~3100 -- only about 47K short!

Even though the writing sucks, I kind of like the story I started so will try to spend some time on it every week so I can finish it before books are either obsolete or banned.

Hater.
 

I don't think they really truly hate each other. It's just good love gone bad.

NaNoWriMo Drop-out
 

I dropped out after the first day. What with the moving and such that dragged out over the course of the entire month. I think I made it to ~1500. Maybe I'll pick it up again at some point. But right now my interest level in writing a novel falls below my interest level in playing on-line poker (damn you, Flinty!), so it will have to wait a bit...

Top o the Board to you!
 

is there any other kind?

Market your clients, kids.
 

I've always had a dd. If she's drinking, we're getting a cab or a car. I just don't stay in any sensible driving condition when people are drinking. Drinking's pointless if you can't go all the way with it.

Market your clients, kids.
 

No, the fear is my wife being pissed. She knows I'd like to do it. But actually doing it is an entirely different thing... Besides, the chick isn't going to make out with me. She's one of my wife's best friends!

Market your clients, kids.
 

1. Thanks for letting me know they all act the same. Predictable as cattle, right?

2. We have an agreement. There will be no cessation of any substance "just cause I have a kid." There can't be. I can never stop drinking or smoking pot. I'm not kidding. I don't think I could live.

Market your clients, kids.
 

To the contrary, she was bored with the party scene already anyway. She's more into the buying shit phase of life.

The MIL doesn't get near me on shit. They'd sooner suffer thumbscrews (Hi DTB!) than interfere in others' business, particularly personal business. Good people. Solid stoic mind their own shit and stay the fuck out of yours types.

Market your clients, kids.
 

on that one question, I believe the answer is yes.

Because nfh Is Not Here . . .
 

You never hear what happens after the ole "Community Service" is imposed, yet every day there are thousands of fruitcakes (especially in Hollywood) that receive this "sentence." The guy videotaped his friend getting ass-gored by a horse and now we want him to run around servicing our community? Keep that shit away from us I say.

Because nfh Is Not Here . . .
 

Relax. At least around here, they tend to select harmless stuff like weekend roadside trash picking-up duty. Plus, I don't think that the judge will approve of any attempt to volunteer with a hippo therapy program.

I hate the weatherman
 

It was supposed to be all winter wonderland here this morning. Instead, we get the usual 37 and raining. How pleasant.

I hate the weatherman
 

I think it's about 67 and sunny here. My only objection, as usual, is to the enthusiasm with which the HVAC guys operate their machinery. I think it's about 84 degrees in my office right now.

I hate the weatherman
 

We got your weather.

I hate the weatherman
 

You Texas people and your fancy indoor/outdoor weather. Harumph.

Pete over at A Perfectly Cormulent Blog gives his list of the Greatest Songs Ever Written About Anal Sex. Any others?

I hate the weatherman
 

We should swap offices. We still have a/c at full capacity even though the highs have been in the upper 60s (well, there have been some brisk winds that would warrant a decrease in the a/c volume).

Someone who shall remain nameless (fringey) tried to blame the victim yesterday by insinuating that I wasn't doing all I could to stay warm. I will have you know I am now on day three of ncs closed toe shoe season, I drink hot tea as my main beverage at work AND I've been wearing sweaters everyday (today is the first outing of a cashmere one I bought last year that I am particularly fond of). Short of wearing a parka and gloves, I'm not sure what else to do.

lusty divorcees
 

Maybe in dishwashers, but Viking and Sub-Zero are industrial strength in the stove/range arena, where Kenmore, Jenn-Air, etc. just can't carry the distance.

I hate the weatherman
 

I realized in the elevator on the way home that I should have held you, and comforted you, and told you that I, too, know what it’s like to experience cold. Instead, I got you a glass of water. I apologize.

In 1984, a newly-reformed Deep Purple not only celebrated consensual sodomy in "Knocking at Your Back Door", but also presaged the Lawrence v. Texas ruling by the Supreme Court 20 years later, observing that "It's not against the law."

Can you download these songs and get the files to Flower ASAP? I think Friday is "class song suggestion day" at his spin class. I bet Deep PUrple would be a good hill song.

Market your clients, kids.
 

After all that soul-searching and the nights spent praying for patience? Fuck you and the non-organic horse you rode in on.

I don't have to worry about my real social life. It died years ago when the Princess came along and we moved to the burbs.

This would be an amusing theme for a pre-loaded iPod. Or, for a small fraction of what is on a pre-loaded iPod.

I hate the weatherman
 

I can't decide if the new ncs/fringey "buddy posts" are better or worse than the early spate of RT/balt "we're in love" posts.

Market your clients, kids.
 

No, but Smith & Wesson makes very small box of ammo for it.

Everybody sing along, now.
 

Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;
Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;
Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;
Oh, Lord, kumbaya.
Someone's cryin', Lord, kumbaya;
Someone's cryin', Lord, kumbaya;
Someone's cryin', Lord, kumbaya;
Oh, Lord, kumbaya.
Someone's singin', Lord, kumbaya;
Someone's singin', Lord, kumbaya;
Someone's singin', Lord, kumbaya;
Oh, Lord, kumbaya.
Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;
Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;
Kumbaya, my Lord, kumbaya;
Oh, Lord, kumbaya.
Kumbaya.



Namaste.

Hater.
 

I always assumed that that was where your evolution argument would end up, if you didn't get distracted by the shiny things and wander off.

I hate the weatherman
 

I bring together my body and soul and, focusing my divine potential, bow to the same potential within you.

Everybody sing along, now.
 

You have a beautiful voice.

I hate the weatherman
 

Horrible news! Penske died- We had our problems, sure. but he was a real......well, I'm sorry anyway.

Since he's dead I guess there's no harm outing him---

• John E. Rice
  
  Actor and well-known twin John E. Rice died Saturday evening of unknown causes at Good Samaritan Hospital, a spokeswoman confirmed. He was 53.

http://www.legacy.com/images/Portraits/15591636port.jpg


http://www.legacy.com/palmbeachpost/...sonID=15591636

Here's a tribute.............

http://alt.coxnewsweb.com/palmbeachp...ice/index.html

:sniffle: :sniffle:

Everybody sing along, now.
 

Another song about anal?

He forgot "I Want It That Way" by the Backstreet Boys.

This list is hardly what I would consider authoritiative without the Coup de Grace of anal sex songs.

Kielbasa - Tenacious D.

spoken]
[KG:] Dude, we gotta fuckin' write something new. C'mon.
[strums]
[JB:] I don't like that. So far ba--, off to a bad start.
[strums again]
[JB:] Better, closer, warmer.
[strums again]
[JB:] That's it. Okay.

[sung]
I love ya baby but all I can think about is
Kielbasa sausage, your butt cheeks is warm.
I check my dipstick, you need lubrication honey,
My kielbasa sausage has just got to perform.
Now get it on!

I see you walkin', but all I can think about is
Dianetics, your butt cheeks is warm.
I check my dipstick, you need lubrication honey,
My kielbasa sausage has just got to perform.
Now I've been set loose-ah,
I'm shooting my juice-ah,
Right in your caboose.
Now fuckin' get it on!
Now get it on.
Get it on!

Dianetics Jr. much better than Krishna,
Dianetics Jr. much better indeed,
And all you people here you're tremendous,
(Except the people in the back),
And you're smokin' up a big-ass bowl of weed
With me, me and KG.
All right!
Oh yeah,
All right! Oh my God!
All the ladies in the house say yeah (yeah),
C'mon, you muthafucka say a prayer (prayer),
When ya fight, ya gotsta fight fair,
You muthafucka, ho, you muthafucka,
You know what time it is?
Tenacious D time, you muthafucka, go!
Fuck yeah!
Yeah, yeah!

[spoken]
Dude, that was TNT.