fucking telemarketers
 

I haven't gotten anything except calls from my own phone company and some political endorsements around election time since I got on the statewide do not call list. I didn't even bother to sign up for the national one.

Tales from the jungle
 

I love this post so much that for the moment I am actually sad that paigow loathes me so much.

That is all.

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Sounds more like he's way too young to be appetizing. The very best of the cougars are 40 or so.

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You were in a club . Real men (young and old) go to bars.

Google is back in my good graces
 

You see, that is just like you, bilmore. You go and say things like that and make it impossible for me to hate you.

those darn telemarketers
 

There's a state list? You mean I can plug my phone back in? Off to google I go...

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The irony is that I felt kinda like a teenage boy about him. Bc he was hot, but he needed to shut the fuck up, and the most that would happen, (if I were drunk enough and took all leave of my senses) would be one night. talk about cute but stupid.

Google is back in my good graces
 

Why would you want to?

Google is back in my good graces
 

That is correct. I didn't realize it was just a Canadian term. I use it frequently. There is even a "guide for cougars" on Amazon.

http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg...glance&s=books

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Little dude, I have not been in a club since I was thirteen dancing to Shannon (or whoever sang "give me the night"). I was at the veyr bar I told you about earlier. The one with the two straights. :rolleyes:

those darn telemarketers
 

I think I'm on the state list and the federal one. I generally don't answer the phone unless I know who it is, but I have been getting these REALLY ANNOYING carpet cleaning calls where it's a recording but it pretends like it's really someone calling. And they don't leave a number -- they just have "press 8 if you are interested" or something. So I can't call back and yell (they have not called when I have been home).

I hate that.

fucking telemarketers
 

Fuck that. It's a matter of principle. I want him to know he's losing business because he's an idiot.

TM

Google is back in my good graces
 

Oh, no reason.

Do you go to the movies?

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Then I think you ran into the guy with the fake ID.

Apropos of the latter, wasn't getting your first fake ID the absolute best thing in the world? It was like Christmas...EVERY DAY.

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Sure...if Christmas in your house means drinking jug bottles of cheap vodka nd then puking in the driveway.

those darn telemarketers
 

The technique I've been seeing more lately is the stock broker cold-calling me at work, trying to get me to invest in some new thing. I've noticed that a few folks don't even mention the name of the firm anymore, they just say in a slightly exasperated voice, "This is Joan. Call me at 1-888-555-4325." As if I've got some preexisting relationship with this person (like they're a client, and I just don't recognize the contact person's name), have fucked something up, and better call them to figure out what it is.

I don't know why they think this "you've been a bad boy. Call now." technique is supposed to be effective. It hasn't been with me.

(Of course, I could be mistaken. Maybe it was just Penske calling again to complain about the typos in that latest Response and Counterclaim.)

Gattigap

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Wow . . . are we related?

Kinda like the way the family Thanksgiving always ended up at the golf course.

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We'd usually puke in one of the cars on blocks in the front yard. Ahhhh Christmas.

Did you get your fake when you were 15? B/c you're describing 15 yr old drinking. I was thinking more like 19. Or 17 if you're Canadian. Or 11 if you're European. Or 6 if you're Irish.

QE
 

Actually, the earliest golems were simply created to demonstrate that their rabbi creators had achieved the highest of contemplative states, thus allowing them to create a golem, then they were returned to the earth.

The most famous of golems did not do evil, but in fact saved the Jewish shtetl of Prague from being destroyed.

Also, the golem is a frequent mispronunciation of part of my name, giving rise to much hilarity amongst the more literate wags in my youth.

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Dont be a playa hata

women's hockey jerseys
 

Co-eds don't count. I should have clarified that I was talking about professional sports.

And as for football in the South, well, let's just say that after watching the Florida/Tenn game recently, I'm not too sure that your comment holds water. At least for the action on the field, anyway.

You don't know what you're missing ... I'm guessing that my theory is valid even in Raleigh and Atlanta.

Mmmmm, Ashley Judd. Sigh.

fucking telemarketers
 

yez, but that works less effectively with the phone company, the gas company, the electric company, and so on.

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At 19, that sentence would have read
"If Christmas at your house means drinking a bunch of Jagermeister and puking in the back stairway of a frat house"

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My family Christmases actually do involve drinking cheap vodka and puking.

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It must really suck to be a guy.

I never had, nor needed a fake ID, and I have been served at bars since I was 14.

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Lucky.

QE
 

Speaking of Jewish words that do not look pronounceable to me, I was watching Blind date this weekend and saw that a producer has the first name "Tzvi"

How is that pronounced?

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Lucky customers.

QE
 

"Tzvi" (with the accent on the "Tzv".)

Queer Evil Eye for the Telemarketer Guy
 

Playing ketchup:

1. Telemarketers: Don't understand these companies. While they may have to lay people off as a result of the Do Not Call lists, you'd think in a way they'd be happy about this.

Sure, it costs them to cleanse their lists of names, but look at what they'd save on paying employees to call the 50+ million numbers of people that have affirmatively said they don't want to buy ANYTHING they are selling. It would let them focus their efforts on the people who have not signed up, therefore likely increasing the % of sales they make per call. (At least until those people were driven nuts too and got on the list, leaving all the telemarketers to call the one little old lady in Sheboygan who didn't hear about the list...)

2. Queer Eye

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That guy was a basket case. As Thom said, it was kind of like Rain Man when he kept talking to himself... FWIW, his gf was kind of scary, especially the hair and the voice. And it was her fault he messed up the Mint Juleps when she talked him into putting gin into it... He did look a lot better after they cleaned him up, but looks were the least of his problems. First unmitigated disaster they've had.

While it has always been obvious that Carson is not the sharpest knife in the drawer, WTF was up with him drilling a corkscrew into Ted's head and drawing blood? Idiot. Ted should have tested that vegetable peeler out to see if it made curls out of Carson's candy ass in addition to the Parmesan...

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Why don't you rub it in a little more and mention that women didn't/don't have to pay for drinks either.

QE
 

Gollum?

It hatessss us, doesn't it? Currrrrrses usssssss, filthy lawyerses....

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Or sex.

Well, until we hit thirity, then we pay for it all.

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You have to pay for drinks?!?

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Because that was just be cruel.

But since you mention it, I love leaving the house with $40 and returning after an evening of drinking without ever reaching into my wallet.

Even(thanks, guys!)Odds

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Yeah. We hated chicks like you.

The only saving grace was the possibility that our high school principal would start leering at you after he consumed too many Singapore Slings, and you would either (a) get busted by him, or (2) get groped by him. Or both.

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One night, I left the house with a twenty dollar bill, a pack of cigarettes with just 4 or 5 left in the pack, and a book of matches.

I returned home that night with $27, a full pack of cigs and 2 lighters. I am still not sure how this transpired.

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Sis? Is that you? I didn't know you posted here.

Just don't tell them about Dad relieving himself in the front yard afterwards.

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Regardless of how that happens, I'm sure the OddMan appreciates it.

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Princess, you're about ten years too young for cougar status. This was just a sudden attack of taste.