If the Rockets season so far was something in your Shed, what would it be?

my folding lawn chair... it's all good unless a Big Chinese guy is sitting down.

 

Surely you dont think Windows XP deserves to be on his computer do you?

To the woodshed with XP...

 

Can anything hold a team together better through the tough times?

 

It sucks and it blows...

 

It would have to be my BBQ smoker because....because every time they...when ever it.....




Dammit, I got NOTHING!

EDIT: Because they run out of gas whenever they start to get hot.


Thanks, robbarnett

 

because they run out of gas whenever they start to get hot?????

 

Yep. And OS X is on my computer! Ha!

 

My stash of Mary Jane. When they play well, you get that intoxicated, dream-like feeling. When they play bad, it just makes you want to go to the cabinet and eat 2 boxes of Count Chocula.

BTW, whatever happened to Booberry and Frankenberry?

 

A hoe. (No, the garden tool, not the other one, that would be Eggie's shed.)


Usually dull, but eventually when you get the weed out, you can tell something else has room to grow and flourish.

 

Garden Weasel


Once it gets rolling it can really tear things up, but too often you're forced to bend over and remove a pesky weed that's gumming things up

also..

Post-Hole Digger


It can dig itself into some pretty deep holes sometimes, but whenever there's a nice sturdy post to fill in the gap it works like a charm..

 

Trash Can- as soon as it gets full of itself, it starts to stink up the place.

 

Like that.....

 

The starting five that Sunday vs. Boston.....

 

DaDakota--
I think you're onto something with the pair of dull Clippers. Specifically, Mo Taylor and Eric Piatkowski.

 

With the ups and downs this season of the team (we're on an up now) this team is like we start off running smooth at the intersection of I-95. Then when its hits rush hour, there's the typical evening pileup and they're caught in the middle of it. Then they appear as of now that they've found Exit 10 and heading in the right direction.

 

The liquid pesticide:

When you want it to kill something, it just kinda squirts.

 

A dull nail (pick your player ), a hammer (JVG), and a 2x4 (the team as a collective).

The hammer hits the nail over and over, the nail refuses to budge, and the 2x4 doesn't get the point.

 

The clothes in my wife's old wardrobe:

The Chinese ones are silky and soft;
The European ones are seldom used;
The American ones are either too flashy or too worn out.
They might look pretty good until you try to put them together.




And here's one for some posters on this board:

My kids' old Pokemon cards: It's only fun when you trade them.

 

That old motorcycle.

It's been in my garage for years, even though I don't even own it.

It has such great potential to score big (with the ladies) and provide lots of excitement. If only I knew where the keys were, I could unlock that potential.