Band Geek Mobster, I am dying of a persistent cough and have found two tiny dead bug husks in my apartment. Another tiny dead bug husk just came out of my faucet and now I'm scared to brush my teeth. What course of action do you recommend?
Wow. Thanks to people who think I was one of the better one's. I've always considered myself more of an idiot savant than anything. I'll wait for the Anti-Fatty backlash of 2007... But, in true MacBethian style, I will tell you my tale this weekend. St. Patty's was Saturday, so I figured I'd try to lay low. I decided to go up to The Men's Club at 6:00 on Friday. I had 6 rum and cokes and then headed back over to midtown, where I knew a bottle was waiting. Had roughly a dozen more rum and cokes over there. My buddy (which was where I was at) went into the bedroom with his girl, so I was out on the patio smoking and getting ready to go to bed. Then I get a text from this amazingly attractive girl with humongous boobs (what is it about boobs that gets us worked up?) She wants me to come over. This is one of the rare occasions where I choose to be dumb and drive over even though I know damn well I shouldn't be. Get over to her place around 3:00. She's got a couple of friends over but they are nice enough. She and I are talking with the other two when I go downstairs to have a smoke. In her garage there is a 2007 canary yellow F***ing Ferrari Convertible. And her house was incredible, as well. So I start getting a tad intimidated. But I blow it off and go back upstairs. Then she decides to sit on my lap. While we're talking to the other two (all were Indian) she blatantly asks what my net worth is. I look very lovingly into her face and say "Seriously? Zero. I have no money, and can't afford anything you have." I guess she thought it was humorous, because she laughed it off, kicked her friends out and we made out until 7:00. I took off the next day (same day) and went to Griff's. She met us out again around 10:00 that night. Honestly, that night is one of the reasons I still love being single. Regardless of how nice relationships can be, that Friday night was legendary. (p.s. don't drink and drive.)
I vote for anyone with boobs. er... I better be more specific. I vote for anyone with boobs AND a vagina.
ok, i stopped reading after this. I'm having a little trouble here. My best girl friend said I'm at DEFCON 1 for this week....apparently i'm not allowed to call wonderwoman for a 5 days....because my best girl friend said I flattered wonderwoman too much on st pats day... what
I gotta get in on the greeting of BGM, since it only happens once every couple of years. Good to have you back, BGM, even if just for a little while. Now if we could just get B-Bob back as well...
He did come back for a little while a month or so ago... It is always a good sign to see a BGM post. I need to send an email now.
April Fool's Day? You are so cool that even finalsbound misspelled a one word post to you...or maybe I'm missing out on an inside joke. sigh btw: rimbaud is not worth giving a vote to. he doesn't even want our votes.
Wow, heyp with some intelligent insight. I didn't think you had it in you with your poor taste in shirts and not knowing how to dribble a basketball. I am proud of your growth. Maybe you have been reading Smeg's self-help book?
I'd like to commend Sishir for the ability to discuss topics w/ the logic of a Vulcan. When people have already lost their patience and dropped their cordialness, he's been able to still discuss things in a mature manner. I don't know how he does it w/ all those butt pirates.
Just imagine if you had been here as long as me - then you would have really enjoyed his posts that much more! This thread has it all: 1) The usual hilarity that Fatty brings to the table 2) The obtuseness of rimbaud 3) heypartner and his ramblings (whether he is drunk or not) 4) a Band Geek Mobster sighting All this thread needs now is an Achebe sighting. *sigh* - I can only dream, can't I?
Mucho gracias senor but I fear a Sishir Chang backlash since I am so loved and admired by my fellow posters that any public show of praise will inspire such jealousy as to force me to remove my august greatness from Clutchcity to some T-Wolves forum. If I win, and I do deserve to win, most popular poster, an honor I alone deserve but am not requesting, I will be called a demogogue who uses my intelligence to falsely lead my fellow posters into following me as much as they follow Yao Ming. Alas Yao Ming is only a basketball player whereas I am a poet...... Clutch, I implore you to end this divisive popularity contest as no good can come of it,only pain brought about by inevitable victory and the inevitable jealousy of small minded posters (that's you Sir Jackie Chiles). What all of you don't understand is that I just want to be one of the little people like the rest of you. I can't help that my innate sense of style, urbane wit and prodigious manhood are an irresistable attraction to women. And for those who don't believe me come up to my house in Toron...er...Minneapolis and see for yourself. We are all equal here... Some of us more so than others. So just treat me as another poster even though we all know that I am so much greater. Don't cry for me Clutchfans The truth is I never left you All through my wild days My mad existence I kept my promise Don't keep your distance
OK professorjay you didn't happen to go to CAL in the late 80's early 90's and were a member of the TKE House?
For me I enjoy Fatty and Dakota. Always laughs and good insight. For when I'm tired or need a break at work- I enjoy Nick, Stupid Moniker, or New Yorker......Pure escapism-makes my little daily challenges seem so small and manageable
