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All the best, my friend. Enjoy your new adventures. :ok:

That's easy for you to say. You've never had to deal with all the crap that life has handed out to me. Take my Daughter, for instance. What a piece of work. Why, she's been picked up so many times she's starting to grow handles. All her friends call her Fed-EX. When she goes to a guy's...

Odd jobs, mostly. I would work for the Circus whenever it would come to town. They were always needing someone to help give enemas to the elephants. A job that I was particularly talented at. Circus elephants, as you might well imagine, eat a lot of hay and, on occasion, can become impacted (a...

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I beg your pardon. Near the mid-nineties. :)

The negativity you see, and feel is real, and it's not only here on this forum, but everywhere else, as well. The political climate we find ourselves wrapped up in these days has taken it's toll at the work place, in homes and among family members, as well as social gatherings such as this...

Wasn't the Macarena around in the mid-eighties? Jammy, you've out done yourself with this little gem. I was cheering her on as if it were happening this very moment, instead of some thirty years ago. What a beautiful, and talented, young woman. Bob Barker, by-the-way, went to college here in my...

I seen your problem right off the bat. You said you were playing with yourself for two hours straight. Two straight hours is too long for anybody. What you need is a girlfriend, or at least a sympathetic waitress. And that glory hole, or corn hole, or whatever it was you mentioned. That ain't...

How could you possibly say that? You've only been here a month and have not had enough time to know, as well as understand, the intricacies and nuances of this fine organization. And, if memory serves, you didn't even properly introduce yourself when you arrived. How could you know us, if we...

I say go for it. A couple of years ago my girlfriend and I were exploring a local cave. We had just stepped through the small opening into a darkened chamber when she grabbed me by the arm and said, "Stay close. This place scares the pants off of me." Whereupon, I replied, "Boo! Boo! Boo!"...

I don't hate Apes. I had an Aunt that looked like a Gorilla, for crissakes. C'mon.

First off Arete, there's a sticky here that asks for all new members to introduce themselves to the other members. A howdy-do, if you will. So, howdy-do, and welcome to the forum. Second, all women are hindrances. If you don't believe me, ask all the married guys. If they haven't got their...

C'mon, Neil. You're just like me. You haven't had a vagina since a vagina had you. :D

Because inquiring minds want to know. Now, I didn't say intelligent minds. Just the inquiring ones. And how would you know if he's 'banging' (as you say) this particular young lady? Did you get to watch them. How do you think her Father would feel if he were to read this sleazy tabloid of a...

It isn't, but shit like this makes the grist mill turn, doesn't it? What SVB does in his spare time (my guess is he plays pool) is none of my business. What makes me laugh is Helfert's red face and his torches and pitchfork approach to it all. And yes, Johnny. Stuff like this is better left to...

You are correct, Mr. Henderson. The Professor always said: "Play to your strengths, and to your opponents weaknesses. If he can't make a long shot, leave him on the Head rail all day long." :smile:

This forum is in a sad state of affairs. Like Beibs, here, wanting to change the rules of One Pocket just because it doesn't meet his threshold of of viewing excitement. And another poster who wanted to know who the girl seen hanging on SVB's arm was. How about we go back to stuff like, "What do...

Well, I know a girl who works down the street at the Subway shop who might go with you, but......Oh! You meant the other kind of rack. My bad. Carry on. :smile:

Good advice throughout the thread, especially from Jay, and Dave. When confronted with the shot in a match be careful with it. Much like the Siren's song to the Sailor, you can easily be lured into shooting the bank, only to end up double kissing it toward the maws of your opponents pocket. :)

You're not going to believe this, but I checked last weeks expenses at the pool hall. It came out to exactly $34.23. Amazing! :grin-square: