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Big (Slow) Pete is earning his moniker today.
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Ohhh, Big (Slow) Pete, Big (Slow) Pete,
My heart skips a beat for Big (Slow) Pete,
I wanna take a tub of hummus and anoint his feet,
Give him all the gleanings from my field of wheat,
Big (Slow) Pete, Big (Slow) Pete,
I prefer him to Wee (Quick) Ron;
I would run 1,000 metres for Enormous (Tardy) Peter,
So all the other guys can begone!
♫ Purple bays give me migraine ♫
♫ Stately kings just don't seem to stain ♫
♫ Rats ain't funny, even when they fly ♫
♫ 'Scuse me while I kiss this guy ♫
♫ I can see clearly now Lorraine is gone ♫
♫ I can eat all popsicles sent my way ♫
♫ Gone are the Clark Bars that sad my clown ♫
♫ It's gonna be a fright, night, fun-climby day ♫
♫ I go piddle in the night ♫
♫ Hopefully not in my sleep ♫
♫ I drank Fountains of Wayne ♫
♫ Now I'm 6 foot deep ♫
Playing a barbarian (mounted fury aiming to get into mammoth rider) in a Fantasy Grounds game of Kingmaker.
I one-rounded (claw/claw/bite) three bosses today.
I think the GM hates me. I haven't even gotten my horse yet. Wait till he sees what I do with a lance.
♫ Here's some port...and a cheap rosé ♫
♫ I can't serve...someone's in the way ♫
♫ Lovely tailors...gas around the bay ♫
♫ And stalk around Cologne ♫
♫ We can glance if we want to ♫
♫ We can beaver our behinds ♫
♫ 'Cause your bends don't fence and if they know whence ♫
♫ Then they're way out of thyme ♫
♫ I have a pitcher ♫
♫ Binned in the hall ♫
♫ An image of thew and of meat where it's been left all bleeding and raw ♫
♫ Books are our lives now, battered like corn ♫
♫ We bus all the night and we fight like a devil until it is dawn ♫
Come on now!
♫ I met her on a truck down in Yodelo ♫
♫ Where you think your brain is hooked up to Berry Yoga ♫
♫ Q E V X ♫
♫ Yoga ♫
♫ She talked up to bees and I took her to France ♫
♫ I masted her frame and in a sleep deprived voice she said Troll-a♫
♫ Trolololololol-a ♫
♫ We plotted the lotion at the Ned of the rail ♫
♫ Bears are not rowing, so far anyway ♫
♫ Mister Boddy told me that Frisco's a place ♫
♫ Where Aubrey's things fetter inside a safe ♫
♫ Just put those bold checkers on my belt ♫
♫ Get lit and b*&%* about them to myself ♫
♫ Afraid musings ain't got the blame toll ♫
♫ I like that cold rhyming cock and soul ♫
♫ Would you play for free ♫
♫ In a peel of bone ♫
♫ If my knees weren't long ♫
♫ Would you stay with fleas ♫
♫ You remind me of the flayed (What flayed?)♫
♫ The flayed with the chowder (What chowder?) ♫
♫ The chowder of Yoo-Hoo (Who Hoo?) ♫
♫ True Sue (Sue what?) ♫
♫ Define tree as the maid ♫
♫ I saw my maple, falling hard as trees can fall ♫
♫ Whose in my shoes? ♫
♫ My co-pays lung had ponged ♫
♫ And now my eyes are blue ♫
♫ A shoddy stew ♫
♫ What find of tragic shells to use ♫
♫ Grime and nails, or guppy-lined trails ♫
♫ Plunder while tightening ♫
♫ Then Sadie bled ♫
♫ Who will you do when you get bonely ♫
♫ No bodies lying on their sides ♫
♫ Old Ben's strumming and filing much too strong ♫
♫ Or is it Justin's turn inside? ♫
Mornin'
Yuk. Getting up at 8:30 am. Who does that?
Ah, well. Ok work is ok.
Quack.
*tappy tappy tap*
♫ Who will you do when you get bonely ♫
♫ No bodies lying on their sides ♫
♫ Old Ben's strumming and filing much too strong ♫
♫ Or is it Justin's turn inside? ♫
GAY LARD,
Huge chutney on my knees,GAY LARD,
Ham pegging, starlings sneeze,
GAY LARD,
Snarling, bone two wheezing curried pines!
♫ Who will you do when you get bonely ♫
♫ No bodies lying on their sides ♫
♫ Old Ben's strumming and filing much too strong ♫
♫ Or is it Justin's turn inside? ♫GAY LARD,
Huge chutney on my knees,
GAY LARD,
Ham pegging, starlings sneeze,
GAY LARD,
Snarling, bone two wheezing curried pines!
Yeah! Now this guy gets it!!
♫ Spay ya! ♫
♫ You're gonna need new knees ♫
♫ Spay ya! ♫
♫ I'm pegging for bleu cheese ♫
♫ Spay ya! ♫
♫ Arnold won't read these f%#&ing lines? ♫
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Mort, I don't mean this as an insult, so please do not take it that way, but I think there are some serious cultural differences between the USA and Singapore, so I have to ask - how old are you? Because when I was 17 I had a 1am curfew (my dad looked at the back of my driver's license, saw that was the latest the state would let me drive, and said "that seems fair"), and when I was 18 it was "just make it to school in the morning" - and after that, well...I lived with roommates and not my parents.
Speaking of cultural differences... You get your drivers licence, and then cant drive at night?
What?
Yeah, now, supposed to keep kids from killing themselves trying to recreate their favorite songs of the fifties.
Collapsed the playtest forums.
It's for the best.
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Mort, I don't mean this as an insult, so please do not take it that way, but I think there are some serious cultural differences between the USA and Singapore, so I have to ask - how old are you? Because when I was 17 I had a 1am curfew (my dad looked at the back of my driver's license, saw that was the latest the state would let me drive, and said "that seems fair"), and when I was 18 it was "just make it to school in the morning" - and after that, well...I lived with roommates and not my parents.
Speaking of cultural differences... You get your drivers licence, and then cant drive at night?
What?
US has degrees of license. States can vary, but under 18 (legally a minor) usually has a restricted license. You can drive to/from work/school/church and aren't supposed to have passengers outside the family, and you're not supposed to be out past a certain time (exceptions being school/work activities). More permissions if you have a licensed driver in the front seat, which you have to do to log your required driving practice hours.
Looking it up, my state lets you get restricted at 15-16, full license at 17. But it's still sideways until you're 21 because drinking age.
♫ Who will you do when you get bonely ♫
♫ No bodies lying on their sides ♫
♫ Old Ben's strumming and filing much too strong ♫
♫ Or is it Justin's turn inside? ♫GAY LARD,
Huge chutney on my knees,
GAY LARD,
Ham pegging, starlings sneeze,
GAY LARD,
Snarling, bone two wheezing curried pines!Yeah! Now this guy gets it!!
♫ Spay ya! ♫
♫ You're gonna need new knees ♫
♫ Spay ya! ♫
♫ I'm pegging for bleu cheese ♫
♫ Spay ya! ♫
♫ Arnold won't read these f*~*ing lines? ♫
Here's a goodun.
Sniff Hugh, Leafy Mao,
Huge snakes awake a hairy, smarter me,
Ooeeooeeoh, gravy cheese won't grow
(Proog proo)
Yeah, now, supposed to keep kids from killing themselves trying to recreate their favorite songs of the fifties.
Bad news for the Leader of the Pack.
Ah yes, nothing like digging out dirt and clay that's been packed down for the last 85 years.
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You're all nuts.
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Mort, I don't mean this as an insult, so please do not take it that way, but I think there are some serious cultural differences between the USA and Singapore, so I have to ask - how old are you? Because when I was 17 I had a 1am curfew (my dad looked at the back of my driver's license, saw that was the latest the state would let me drive, and said "that seems fair"), and when I was 18 it was "just make it to school in the morning" - and after that, well...I lived with roommates and not my parents.
Speaking of cultural differences... You get your drivers licence, and then cant drive at night?
What?US has degrees of license. States can vary, but under 18 (legally a minor) usually has a restricted license. You can drive to/from work/school/church and aren't supposed to have passengers outside the family, and you're not supposed to be out past a certain time (exceptions being school/work activities). More permissions if you have a licensed driver in the front seat, which you have to do to log your required driving practice hours.
Looking it up, my state lets you get restricted at 15-16, full license at 17. But it's still sideways until you're 21 because drinking age.
Interesting.
Here you turn 18, get lessons. Pass a writen test and a practical exam, and then you are good to drive your car. No restrictions.| 2 people marked this as a favorite. |
Mort, I don't mean this as an insult, so please do not take it that way, but I think there are some serious cultural differences between the USA and Singapore, so I have to ask - how old are you? Because when I was 17 I had a 1am curfew (my dad looked at the back of my driver's license, saw that was the latest the state would let me drive, and said "that seems fair"), and when I was 18 it was "just make it to school in the morning" - and after that, well...I lived with roommates and not my parents.
Speaking of cultural differences... You get your drivers licence, and then cant drive at night?
What?US has degrees of license. States can vary, but under 18 (legally a minor) usually has a restricted license. You can drive to/from work/school/church and aren't supposed to have passengers outside the family, and you're not supposed to be out past a certain time (exceptions being school/work activities). More permissions if you have a licensed driver in the front seat, which you have to do to log your required driving practice hours.
Looking it up, my state lets you get restricted at 15-16, full license at 17. But it's still sideways until you're 21 because drinking age.
Interesting.
Here you turn 18, get lessons. Pass a writen test and a practical exam, and then you are good to drive your car. No restrictions.
We have driver's ed classes offered as a summer program in most school districts (at least in my state). The US is a lot more spread out than most of Europe, so the dependence on cars I think is a large factor in the licensure system.
Mort, I don't mean this as an insult, so please do not take it that way, but I think there are some serious cultural differences between the USA and Singapore, so I have to ask - how old are you? Because when I was 17 I had a 1am curfew (my dad looked at the back of my driver's license, saw that was the latest the state would let me drive, and said "that seems fair"), and when I was 18 it was "just make it to school in the morning" - and after that, well...I lived with roommates and not my parents.
Speaking of cultural differences... You get your drivers licence, and then cant drive at night?
What?
I don't know about other states, and I believe the law in Florida changed where you can't get it at 16 anymore...I believe I recall my niece b&!%!ing about that...but when I was a kid, you could get a license at 16, but it was only "good" until 11pm, then 1am at 17, then at 18, when you're "fully a legal adult" (but not enough to drink alcohol) you get as late as you want. That was when I was a teen, just under 20 years ago.
We have driver's ed classes offered as a summer program in most school districts (at least in my state). The US is a lot more spread out than most of Europe, so the dependence on cars I think is a large factor in the licensure system.Mort, I don't mean this as an insult, so please do not take it that way, but I think there are some serious cultural differences between the USA and Singapore, so I have to ask - how old are you? Because when I was 17 I had a 1am curfew (my dad looked at the back of my driver's license, saw that was the latest the state would let me drive, and said "that seems fair"), and when I was 18 it was "just make it to school in the morning" - and after that, well...I lived with roommates and not my parents.
Speaking of cultural differences... You get your drivers licence, and then cant drive at night?
What?US has degrees of license. States can vary, but under 18 (legally a minor) usually has a restricted license. You can drive to/from work/school/church and aren't supposed to have passengers outside the family, and you're not supposed to be out past a certain time (exceptions being school/work activities). More permissions if you have a licensed driver in the front seat, which you have to do to log your required driving practice hours.
Looking it up, my state lets you get restricted at 15-16, full license at 17. But it's still sideways until you're 21 because drinking age.
Interesting.
Here you turn 18, get lessons. Pass a writen test and a practical exam, and then you are good to drive your car. No restrictions.
I'm surprised you didnt get into the history of american railways, the transcontinental railroad, and greed.
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Looks like Big (Slow) Pete is going to be a regular thing.
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Well, the Rainbow's on a short time skip to get their kingdom started. Things were going fairly well, and then the year end betrayed them:
Feud
Public Scandal
Assassination Attempt
Now to figure out how to interpret this...
Almost done with DB Super.
I don't think I ever was so glad to see an antagonist lose as I was with
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Ugh. Friends....talking about playing PowerBall...don't listen when I explain how math works.
If a basic lottery ticket worth a couple million (enough for most people to retire) won't motivate you, which has a roughly 1 in 14 million chance of winning, why on earth would you play when it's a 1 in 292 million chance of winning? The lottery is practically a tax on the ignorant.
The gambling industry is built by rich people to trick the desperate into giving their money away. The house always wins. As payouts increase in a linear fashion, risk increases exponentially. Why would casinos still exist if the players had a real chance? Who in their right mind would operate a business like that?
And yet when I tell my friends this, trying to help them, trying to keep them from essentially flushing their money down a toilet, they look at me like I'm an a&@@#*!. For trying to help.
I. Do. Not. Understand. People.
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People in my office hurt my head. Someone actually said "my husband and I have great chances" and it took everything I had to just keep walking. I bought a ticket (as in, one, singular) for the hell of it, figuring I have spent worse on mobile games. There was an office pool most of my team chipped in on, so they were saying they can't leave anyone behind. To which I got them good by telling them "you won't because you're not gonna win".
Is the jackpot way up again? Gotta remind myself to buy a ticket afer someone wins.
I figure that playing once in a while gives me a non-zero chance of winning; but yeah, I don't play for fun so a few extra million just means I'm playing against a few million more people.
Ugh. Friends....talking about playing PowerBall...don't listen when I explain how math works.
If a basic lottery ticket worth a couple million (enough for most people to retire) won't motivate you, which has a roughly 1 in 14 million chance of winning, why on earth would you play when it's a 1 in 292 million chance of winning? The lottery is practically a tax on the ignorant.
The gambling industry is built by rich people to trick the desperate into giving their money away. The house always wins. As payouts increase in a linear fashion, risk increases exponentially. Why would casinos still exist if the players had a real chance? Who in their right mind would operate a business like that?
And yet when I tell my friends this, trying to help them, trying to keep them from essentially flushing their money down a toilet, they look at me like I'm an a%!+%~&. For trying to help.
I. Do. Not. Understand. People.
1 in 1000000000 > 0 in 1000000000
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"Ms. Scint, can you play 'Country Roads'?"
"What? Why?"
"Because it's the school song."
"...it is not the school song."
"Pleeeeease?"
"...tell you what. If everyone gets their questions done before the bell, sure."
