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So you liked him because HE had boobs?

Dude! At least I was never desperate enough to learn that!

Didn't know AggieDave was your type.

No. Skreamer?

If you think that was TMI, why did you ask: To give you further TMI, since you asked, yes. Living on my own, I cooked in bulk and ate lots of leftovers. I made tandoori chicken and ate it for 4-5 meals in a row. The results were pretty impressive. I was going to send in a specimen for the Crayola Crayon color competitions, but I figured they would oxidize and change color before arrival. Want to know anything else about the All-Tandoori diet, or its ramifications?

Or if you want to keep the poop consistent with the other colors, just feed it nothing but Tandoori Chicken. That will give you the burnt orange color you need.

It doesn't take a genuis. Does the thing have boobies, or a penis? Shit. That won't work. Clay allegedly had both. Back to the drawing board....

Don't sweat the post numbers, Gus. You have 4 times my jump numbers, so I'm really just posting in compensation. Go ahead. It is a good dream. I'm happy to share. If any skychicks want to post some pics of their boobies to jumpstart the dream again, that would be great!

Nacmac, Will you please be quiet. I'm trying to relive to the part of the dream where the skychicks (unlike the skichicks) were flashing their boobies at me. I'm sure you can understand your own lack of importance compared to a ski slope with plenty of female skydivers clapping loudly with bared, bouncing boobies.

Months? We've been playing it for 60 years. What's the rush? Historians need fodder for dissertations. You are totally right. We'll never know which events were "pivotal", if such a thing even really exists in that definition. It is far too complicated to put into a nice tidy decision tree.

You clearly have no idea what you are talking about. When you have another 3000 posts and can be considered my peer, we'll talk about it. Now be quiet. I need to keep posting.

I'd like an order of SOS, excuse me.. "Creamed Chipped Beef" on homemade biscuits, some hash browns, and some good maple link sausage. And a fresh squeezed orange juice. I never get to have stuff like that for breakfast, which is why I crave it. Hurry up, damnit!

I don't own it. Never seen it. Should I? Did I make it to the scoreboard in the movie also?

No shit, there I was, asleep last night.... Then I did a hop-n-pop, deployed and set up my canopy flight path. I skimmed over the top of the mountain and right down into the course. I flew my Sabre 190 down the ski course, skimming just above the snow. I was doing the slalom between air blades on the hill. There were tons of skiing and skydiving spectators on both sides of the snowy lane down the mountain. All of a sudden there was a huge cliff dropping away, giving me tons of air beneath me. A sharp-looking 360 spiral, and I was right back above the snow, flying down the home stretch hill. I cruised the last little bit and got a good glide over the level area in front of the big bleachers. What a nice run. I looked up at the electronic scoreboard. My score was 2,000 points. Sweet! Two thousand points! Then among the other competitors, I noticed Hoooknswoop's 18,000,000 points, SkyMonkeyOne's 20,000,000 points, and JC Colclasure leading the board with 25,000,000 points. SkyMonkeyOne came up to me and congratulated me for a good run in the beginner division. Then he looked around, and said, "The skydivers here are awesome, but the skiing spectators just suck. As I was doing my run, none of them flashed their boobies." I just had to share my bizarre dream with people that would appreciate the humor in it.

Nope, but that doesn't mean anything. I'm a boring old married guy, remember? "Going out tonight" means picking up groceries before cooking dinner and putting my daughter to bed at 9:00.

Please tell me this has nothing to do with the "Cut my nuts" thread. Please?

Is there a difference? And I work at a law firm.

Yep. It's all about the boobies.

Exactly.

The gun isn't the problem. Ban fax machines! It is a lizard, you say? No mere gun will do. You need hordes of Japanese tanks, a bunch of aircraft, people talking way faster than their subtitling, and perhaps, Mothra.

He could have spelled out one hundred the first time, then condensed it to lower the chance for errors. That would have been eight words.

I'm in IT and I'm 100000 years old.

No. I'm sure he'll say it was a lab experiment using the uncertainty principle allowing him to simultaneously be in more than one place at a time. Due to the years he spent living in two places at once, the number will add up correctly. Or something like that....

Hang on a minute. Let me do the math. Bill, you're old!

So you only like free-range organic moldy cheese?