Studpuffin wrote: Which song? "Blue." I couldn't leave my dorm for months without hearing that piece of tin blaring from other people's dorms or cars. I never liked it to begin with, and hearing it over and over again made me loathe it.
Studpuffin wrote: TOZ wrote: If I was green I would die. I hear that if you dip a bond-girl in gold paint, she'll die! Oil too.
Have you seen the music video? It sucks even more than the song.
TriOmegaZero wrote: Studpuffin wrote: TOZ wrote: If I was green I would die. I hear that if you dip a bond-girl in gold paint, she'll die! Oil too. Oh yeah! That was a more recent one, though. Rebooted, if I remember correctly.
What was her name? Strawberry Fields? Ha.
Studpuffin wrote: Have you seen the music video? It sucks even more than the song. I think so. Abducted by aliens or some tripe, right? They used to play music videos in the cafeteria at lunchtime and I'm sure I suffered through it several times.
Sean Connery is the only Bond worth watching or talking about. And frankly I've reached the point were I have seen those so often that I can't stand to watch them anymore.
gran rey de los mono wrote: Studpuffin wrote: Have you seen the music video? It sucks even more than the song. I think so. Abducted by aliens or some tripe, right? They used to play music videos in the cafeteria at lunchtime and I'm sure I suffered through it several times. I blame drugs.
Kids, stay off drugs. School Staff, you stay off drugs too.
Studpuffin wrote: I blame drugs.
Kids, stay off drugs. School Staff, you stay off drugs too.
One of my favorite teachers in high school was a former druggie. He attended UCLA in the 60s and then wound up teaching Government in a small town (about 3300 people) high school in Southern Illinois. He used to talk about his experiences frankly and would let us ask him all kinds of questions. Usually the questions were of the 'What is the funniest thing you ever did while high?' variety. My favorite though was when he was asked "Mr. G, what drugs haven't you done?" He thought for a moment and said "Well, I haven't done heroin." The next person asked "What drugs have you done?" To which he replied "Well, I haven't done heroin."
Laughs were had by all.
GAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I broke my toe last night and I just dropped a liter bottle of water on it.
Hurts.
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Protip: Don't do that. :)
TriOmegaZero wrote: Protip: Don't do that. :) QFT
TriOmegaZero wrote: Protip: Don't do that. :) I sure didn't do it on purpose (or on porpoise for that matter).
Studpuffin wrote: Porpoises smelly funny. Somewhat fishy, perhaps?
(I know they aren't a fish)
gran rey de los mono wrote: Studpuffin wrote: Porpoises smelly funny. Somewhat fishy, perhaps?
(I know they aren't a fish) No, it's something else. I can't quite put my feather on it...
Studpuffin wrote: No, it's something else. I can't quite put my feather on it... Like a cherry-scented rainbow?
Studpuffin wrote: gran rey de los mono wrote: Studpuffin wrote: Porpoises smelly funny. Somewhat fishy, perhaps?
(I know they aren't a fish) No, it's something else. I can't quite put my feather on it... YAAR, like BOOTY!?!?
YAAR! I BE A PIRATE! wrote: Studpuffin wrote: gran rey de los mono wrote: Studpuffin wrote: Porpoises smelly funny. Somewhat fishy, perhaps?
(I know they aren't a fish) No, it's something else. I can't quite put my feather on it... YAAR, like BOOTY!?!? Narp.
Studpuffin wrote: Narp. YAAR, mayhaps it smells like the bilge.
YAAR! I BE A PIRATE! wrote: Studpuffin wrote: Narp. YAAR, mayhaps it smells like the bilge. Narp. That's not it either. Hmmm.
Studpuffin wrote: Narp. That's not it either. Hmmm. YAAR, I know. Ye be smellin' yer future. Cut up, soaked in buttermilk, dusted with flour, and pan fried to a delicious crispy golden-brown. Served with mashed potatoes and gravy, and green beans with onion and bacon.
YAAR! I BE A PIRATE! wrote: Studpuffin wrote: Narp. That's not it either. Hmmm. YAAR, I know. Ye be smellin' yer future. Cut up, soaked in buttermilk, dusted with flour, and pan fried to a delicious crispy golden-brown. Served with mashed potatoes and gravy, and green beans with onion and bacon. No, that's not it either. My future smells like carrot cake.
Studpuffin wrote: No, that's not it either. My future smells like carrot cake. YAAR, that be not how I see it. Yummm...southern-fried Studpuffin.
YAAR! I BE A PIRATE! wrote: Studpuffin wrote: No, that's not it either. My future smells like carrot cake. YAAR, that be not how I see it. Yummm...southern-fried Studpuffin. Yeah, everybody wants a bite of me.
Studpuffin wrote: Yeah, everybody wants a bite of me. Maybe you can distract us. Perhaps by offering us bacon.
BACON!! Did someone say BACON?????
DJ-Bogie wrote: BACON!! Did someone say BACON????? No, you are hallucinating. Now take your medicine and go back to bed.
gran rey de los mono wrote: No, you are hallucinating. Now take your medicine and go back to bed. How did you know it is my bed time??
I don't need that medicine any more!! The doctor says I have Schizto, Skitzopren, shizsofreni,,,,,Multiple Personalities, I told him he's got the wrong guy!
DJ-Bogie wrote: How did you know it is my bed time??
Because (deep breath out) DJ-Bogie (deep breath in) I am your FATHER!
gran rey de los mono wrote: DJ-Bogie wrote: How did you know it is my bed time?? Because (deep breath out) DJ-Bogie (deep breath in) I am your FATHER! I don't think so, my father is a 91 year old barber and it has already been stated multiple times that you are 42. For that matter, I am old enough to be your father!
And I am still winning!
DJ-Bogie wrote: I don't think so, my father is a 91 year old barber and it has already been stated multiple times that you are 42. For that matter, I am old enough to be your father!
And I am still winning!
A) I'm not 42.
B) I could be a barber.
C) I'M NOT 42!
D) I'm winning now.
E) I'M NOT FRICKIN' FORTY-TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Methinks thou doth protest too much.
Charles Scholz wrote: Methinks thou doth protest too much.
true ... besides 42 ain't all that bad. Still have 8 years before your next potential freak out birthday. The only birthdays one could legitimately freak out about at evenly divisible into a century
Too young to notice
1 ('OMG I survived!' ... 1/100 of a century)
2 ('No! I don't wanna birthday!' ... 1/50 of a century)
4 ('Cool! Presents!' ... 1/25 of a century)
5 ('Cool! More presents! ... 1/20 of a century)
the grey birthdays
10 (either 'so 10 goes into 100 ten times ... I'm 1/10 of a century old!!' or 'Cool! Big kid presents!' depending on your math skills at this point in life ... or maybe both)
20 (either 'crap! I'm 1/5 of a century old!' or 'crap! Still one more year before I can drink!' ... or maybe both)
stress time
25 ('Cool! Presents!' ... 1/4 of a century old)
50 ('No! I don't wanna birthday!' ... 1/2 of a century old)
100 ('OMG I survived!' ... 1 century old)
After that 1 century mark, it's all a cake walk.
zylphryx wrote: After that 1 century mark, it's all a cake walk. My cakes tend to roll and then go *plop*. Maybe not in that order however.
Oh, and you are 42.
Tensor wrote: zylphryx wrote: After that 1 century mark, it's all a cake walk. My cakes tend to roll and then go *plop*. Maybe not in that order however.
Oh, and you are 42.
Why yes, yes I am. :)
And how would a cake go *plop* and then roll? wouldn't the *plop* create a flat edge to even the most spherical of cakes?

zylphryx wrote: true ... besides 42 ain't all that bad. Still have 8 years before your next potential freak out birthday. The only birthdays one could legitimately freak out about at evenly divisible into a century
Too young to notice
1 ('OMG I survived!' ... 1/100 of a century)
2 ('No! I don't wanna birthday!' ... 1/50 of a century)
4 ('Cool! Presents!' ... 1/25 of a century)
5 ('Cool! More presents! ... 1/20 of a century)
the grey birthdays
10 (either 'so 10 goes into 100 ten times ... I'm 1/10 of a century old!!' or 'Cool! Big kid presents!' depending on your math skills at this point in life ... or maybe both)
20 (either 'crap! I'm 1/5 of a century old!' or 'crap! Still one more year before I can drink!' ... or maybe both)
stress time
25 ('Cool! Presents!' ... 1/4 of a century old)
50 ('No! I don't wanna birthday!' ... 1/2 of a century old)
100 ('OMG I survived!' ... 1 century old)
After that 1 century mark, it's all a cake walk.
So based on your chart I have a while before my next 'stress-out' birthday. Especially since I'm not 42.
gran rey de los mono wrote: So based on your chart I have a while before my next 'stress-out' birthday. Especially since I'm not 42. So you're saying you're 52?
zylphryx wrote: Tensor wrote: My cakes tend to roll and then go *plop*. And how would a cake go *plop* and then roll? wouldn't the *plop* create a flat edge to even the most spherical of cakes? You don't know how hard her cakes are.
oh. Cake. I thought you meant Bomb.
Each of us makes plans and has expectation about the path his or her
life will follow. However, experience teaches that plans will not
unfold with certainty and sometimes expectations will not be realized.
In other situations, fortuitous circumstances interfere.
Tensor wrote: oh. Cake. I thought you meant Bomb.
You bake your bombs?
Tensor wrote: Each of us makes plans and has expectation about the path his or her
life will follow. However, experience teaches that plans will not
unfold with certainty and sometimes expectations will not be realized.
In other situations, fortuitous circumstances interfere.
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zylphryx wrote: So you're saying you're 52? Nope, not 52 either.
gran rey de los mono wrote: zylphryx wrote: So you're saying you're 52? Nope, not 52 either. Well, it's gotta be one or the other.
zylphryx wrote: Well, it's gotta be one or the other. Or it could be something else altogether. And before anyone asks, I'm not 62 either.
I wasn't going to ask that, because you're 42.
I M Weasel believes gran rey de los mono when he says he isn't 42.
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