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LOTS of alcohol. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

It would be bad of me to humorously tie that admission to your "ooooops" thread, right? Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I didn't know hands can be SO's Don't be insulting. I've even posted a picture in the past. i think your SO can do better Lucky for me, my SO is blind and deaf (and mute!

I whole-heartedly recommend such a greeting whenever the person at your door is a stranger wearing a tie or obviously trying to sell something. Wait, this might not work out for you the way it does for me... Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I didn't know hands can be SO's Don't be insulting. I've even posted a picture in the past. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I'm not, but my SO is.

If I could pick each aspect of the meal, and the family member who makes it best, I'd have... Borscht w/ sour cream (& properly fermented cavasse) - Aunt Steph Cheese pierogis - Mom Kielbasa - collaborative effort of the womenfolk Fried okra - Grandma And for dessert...bread pudding w/ rum sauce - Aunt Steph Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

FYI - Sharks can turn commercial fishing into a very expensive hobby rather than a source of decent income. Most sharks caught in fishing gear die before reaching the surface, but I've personally killed a few that made it to the roller alive and kicking. One was pretty freaking big (10ish feet) and apparently wanted to eat me! He was so wound up in the gear that killing him was pretty much the only option. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

this is what i hear: on full moon nights, people may go to the numbers on a runway (indicating magnetic direction), strip off all thier clothes and run (or walk) up and down the runway. but then again what do I know.... I just a dirty hippie. I've heard stories about large groups of people laying down and trying to cover the numbers with their (naked) flesh. People are wierd! Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Oh c'mon now Slappie...admit that this thread makes you feel all warm and fuzzy, like a wonderful little teddy bear.

Aren't you in the Air Force? I'd think your whole day would qualify as a nap! Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Youre right about that, its a 4 day weekend for me Me too. As for the original sentiment, I agree. There are many who gave all for us. Maybe I can sneak in a cross-country flag jump this weekend in their memory. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Naked numbers are fun, and funny. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

That's so sweet. I think you just made Slappie's day.

I'd be curious what kind of car that is! When I'm playing geo-scribe on drilling projects in the dead of winter or heat of summer, I'll routinely idle my truck (gas engine) for 5-6 hours per day. I've never noticed a significant change in my miles per tank as a result, much less seen the needle move over the course of a day. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I think being naked with strangers might be less wierd than with people you know. A past girlfriend and I once camped out on a nude beach for a weekend with another couple we were friends with. There was nothing sexual about it, it was just having good clean fun (while naked). Still, in the "normal" world, I would not have interacted with my friend's wife while either of us was naked, much less both of us. That knowledge made it kinda awkward for me at first. I got over it quickly though, and after that the weekend was really fun. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Me too. Oddly enough, I found one of your wife's jumpsuits on my porch when I got home from work tonight. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Some friends and I used to routinely go to blacks beach just north of San Diego. The old people didn't bother me much, it was the (uncommon) instances of people having sex in public in broad daylight that kinda freaked me out. Luckily it wasn't all that populated most of the time, so we usually had our own couple hundred yards worth of beach to ourselves and didn't have to worry about it. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

I used to have a cat that would sleep with me all night, but wake up 5-10 minutes before me every morning and head off to his litter box to do his business. I couldn't understand how he knew when I would be getting up, but he had me waking up to the smell of cat-shit every single day, regardless of whether I was getting up early or sleeping in. After months of this, I finally realized it was either the sound or smell of the auto-timed coffee firing up in the kitchen that clued him in. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Damn. Weeknights. No dice for me as I'm in Atlanta during the week these days. Maybe I'll do two nights of Social D, though.

Are you fucking nuts?! Get with the times, that's gonna kill ya! My daughter started packing for me at 10. The first time she saw a mal after that, she retired...said there's no way she'd want to feel responsible if I had a mal. I thought that was a pretty cool call. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Damn. Weeknights. No dice for me as I'm in Atlanta during the week these days. Maybe I'll do two nights of Social D, though.

Ok, I'm thinking that too falls into the "TMI" catergory! I was just pointing out that obviously Gia has the former talent rather than the latter! (ok, so the latter isn't really a "talent" ) Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Being able to push it out - goooood Being able to let it fall out - baaaaaad Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)

Hey Shannon, my grandma's in the hospital as well. She's 83 and was a riveter rather than a welder during the war, but most of your words I could just copy verbatim, including the part about my birth-mother (her daughter). She's been a matriarch for my family, as well as a mother figure for me (and her own 6 kids). She's been in the hospital for 3 of the last 5 weeks, with all kinds of different problems. This morning she was scoped to determine the severity of a hiatal hernia, which they were prepared to do emergency surgery on tonight. Luckily that came back as non-life-threatening, so instead they're gonna laproscopically remove her gall bladder tomorrow. I don't know alot about this stuff, but apparently her gall bladder is full of bacteria, so they can't fix the hiatal hernia at the same time without risking a serious infection. That means she gets the other surgery in a few weeks. I'm just hoping I get to dance with her again on her birthday this August...I doubt I'll get to again next year. You and your Mamu are in my thoughts. I can totally sympathize and I really hope she comes through this with flying colors and you get to spend some more time with her. Blues, Dave "I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew)