Fucking telemarketers
 

I quite liked that consumer groups have posted the judge's office and home phone numbers on the web, so that the 51 million people who signed on can exercise their first amendment rights to annoy the fuck out of him at dinner time.

BR(his number in chambers is 405-609-5140, if you're interested)C

Fucking telemarketers
 

Having been a law clerk who got to deal with harassing calls, I will submit calling this judge would not be the best career move. Unless you desire is to gain experience for your next career as the bottom in gay porn.

There is No God
 

not to be a timmy, but stepping away would mean I'd drop it. i'd be hurt if it weren't for the oxycotin rushing through my veins.
thank you for catching the typo. the Monster's ball thing was such an obvious joke I wanted to hurry to be the first to post it.

Risky Business
 

You just had to write his name as I was getting ready to eat my lunch. Where is my barf bag?

Poaching
 

I have always dreamed of meeting women who would say this to me.

(Oh, wait, you mean cards . . . )

There is No God
 

Dude, this is a total phone in. Are you dialing in from court or something? WHy not something like you would rather fuck a fly while watching and listening to the Eagles than take it from Fred Durst after eating three ears of corn and drinking a bunch of beer all night while the cat chewed your ear (not the corn kind) off about some chick and it only made you drink more?

Gossip Folks
 

I love the word wizard. And the word lizard. But substituting lizard for wizard in the above quote just doesn't have the same zing.

For the next two weeks, I will refer to all who annoy me as "wizards." I can't wait.

Nicolas Coppolla
 

I am making sure Thurgreed sees this bc I am sure he will enjoy the cute, frenchlike spelling of "blurbette" (which I inititally read as Burberry)

Poaching
 

Fufu's avatar looks like Bilmore's on Zoloft. See above.

FB Bridge Club
 

Do a google search for "Bubb Rubb." Then wish you hadn't.
Or, I could just tell you. There's a phenomenon about people doctoring their mufflers so that their cars make a whistling sound as they drive. Various Oakland/SF news outlets did pieces on this, interviewing a colorful muffler-shop employee (owner?) named Bubb Rubb, who said "most whistles go wooo, but my whistles go wooo woooo."

Ranks way below Mahir as an internet phenomenon. It even ranks below "The Loser Who Lives Upstairs."
http://www.geocities.com/SouthBeach/Lights/5427/loser.html http://www.istanbul.tc/mahir/mahir/

Poaching
 

:rofl

Fucking telemarketers
 

Um, has anyone addressed the technical merits of the decision? Instead of, merely, we hates this?

because this is all really boring
 

So, I was just pm-ing Paigow and that made me think about the weirdest sexual experience I've ever had...

And because I am so bored of the do-not-call list and john blay-whatever his name is and the card-playing, not-lesbian-lesbians I thought I'd ask, what's the weirdest sexual experience you've ever had?...and then answer that question myself.

Once, I was dating this guy who lived in a city other than mine. Let's call him Todd, becasue that was his name. Now TOdd and I used to hang out with this other couple, I'll call them Bobby and Wendy becasue that was their name, when I would ocme to visit.

One weekend, I came to visit TOdd. We went out to dinner with Bobby and Wendy and then went back to Todd's house. We began drinking Jagermeister and dancing drunkenly in the living room. The, the boys went into the kitchen and had a pow-wow. When they came out, they started slow dancing with Wendy and I and trying to take our shirts off. Wendy and I were all like "what are you doing?" and they said they'd decided to see if they could get us naked. We told them we'd get naked if they did (bad idea...what boy wouldn't have dropped trou?). Anyway, much Jager, naked boys...it seemed like a good idea at the time.

We somehow made our way to the hottub and wound up having a strange group grope...at some point, Todd's neighbor came over and I recall sitting naked on the side of the hottub, talking to him and smoking a cigarette while he sat there fully clothed and mouth agape.

In the morning, we all had trouble making eye contact until over breakfast Bobby said "well, I've never fucked 3 people at the same time before. Has anybody else?" We all laughed. The truth was out there.

This story will hurt me if I ever run for public office.

Fucking telemarketers
 

The court may not be completely full of it, and did rule the government's way on several components of the decision.

That having been said, judicial nullification of any principal that stands in the way of a Do Not Call list seems like the only sane outcome. It is rewarding to see that Congress may act more quickly on this issue than it has on any other issue, from Iraq and Afghanistan to the imminent collapse of the dollar, given the relative importance of the DNC list.

It is also good to see that we now have a place to discuss policy issues, given that we're just talking about drugs and TV and such on the politics board.

(yeh, it's edited)

Poaching
 

And this one is sure to make Thurgreed smile. It represents everything that he thinks is wrong with the world.