i must say'nah'
I can't do it...
- Thread starter Tramp Steamer
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i must say'nah'
You must have been in the non-humor mode when I sent you THAT picture. I seriously thought there was something wrong with you. :grin:
:embarrassed2:???
Thanks, John.
By-the-way. I have a brand new touring motorcycle and cousins in California. If I get out that way, how about a few games of One Pocket? I've heard that a person can never be the best if they've never played the best.
Let me know if/when you get out here. I would be happy to play some. I am usually in Northern Cal but have family around LA and get down there too.
I've learned to say that in three different languages. Really adds to the effect and sense of accomplishment.
Tramp!!!
You are the man! I look forward to meeting you. Maybe we can play a little nine ball? Keep up the good work Tramp!
Regards,
Lock N Load.
Well, you got me on this one until I read it twice. Thanks, Lock N Load.
You are the man! I look forward to meeting you. Maybe we can play a little nine ball? Keep up the good work Tramp!
Regards,
Lock N Load.
Thanks, John.
By-the-way. I have a brand new touring motorcycle and cousins in California. If I get out that way, how about a few games of One Pocket? I've heard that a person can never be the best if they've never played the best.
Tramp Steamer,
Do you have training wheels on that motorcycle? He, He, He.
Regards,
Lock N Load.
Tramp, you deserve to be "you", especially after what happened to your Mom and Dad. Humor's keeping you going!
Thank you, Miss Trigger. Humor does keep me going. That, and the medications they give me here at the home.
And may I say, by-the -way, that pose you are striking in your avatar is quite fetching.
...for the past twenty-four hours I have in no way shown, or suggested, any humor in my replies to the posts of others. In addition, I have tried my level best to keep those replies to as short a response as possible.
Well, folks, I just can't do it. It's not in my personality to let an opportunity to crack wise, go by. I tried, mind you, but the strength to keep my big yapper shut is just not there. ...
I feel lot's better now.
Not funny.
You're right Black-Balled.
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are you mixing your meds against medical advice again? I believe you are hallucinating again.
Edit: now that I look at it, I guess if I squint really hard...:grin-square:
If you think about it though, a funny story (especially mine) is kind of like a loaf of bread. The longer it sits out the more stale it becomes, but thanks, I appreciate it.
P.S. Actually they got my meds mixed up with an other fellow's. He had a stu...stu...stu...problem talking.
Thank you, Miss Trigger. Humor does keep me going. That, and the medications they give me here at the home.
And may I say, by-the -way, that pose you are striking in your avatar is quite fetching.
I presume that ," The Home," is a psychiatric facility. And it's name is ,
" The Cuckoo's Nest--Home for the Terminally Wise-Ass."
My room # there is 12310. Look me up.
The "home" I often refer to is the Shady Pines Rest and Convalescent Home for Men. The Shady Pines Rest and Convalescent Home for Women is next door. They are, for the most part, check yourself in and out facilities but do house a small number of criminally insane patients, mostly worn out pool players who are a bit down on their luck.
As you know, being the CEO and President of a large international corporation like Steamer Cue Sports, Ltd., can cause a great deal of stress, so from time to time I check myself in for a tune-up, so to speak.
We have a very nice rec-room with a pool table that converts to ping-pong, and a 19" color TV. The staff is quite good with the exception of Nurse Snatchett, who is mean, smells of camphor, and has hairy legs.
A couple of times, me and some of the guys have sneaked over to the women's side and watched them rinse out some of their unmentionables. That was a lot of fun, I can tell you.
Anyway, come by sometime and visit. I'm usually there on Tuesdays and Saturdays. The rest of the time I'm at my local poolhall playing One Pocket.
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P.S. Actually they got my meds mixed up with an other fellow's. He had a stu...stu...stu...problem talking.[/QUOTE]
I think you all belong in the HA HA House....:rotflmao::rotflmao::happydance::happydance::rotflmao1:
Just glad your all here on AZ billiards,this place would be dull without you guys!!!
I think you all belong in the HA HA House....:rotflmao::rotflmao::happydance::happydance::rotflmao1:
Just glad your all here on AZ billiards,this place would be dull without you guys!!!
Was he just helping that ewe get over the fence again and again and again...push, push, push..ahhhhh.
Do ewe practice this activity taught to you by your Daaaaaad?
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Was he just helping that ewe get over the fence again and again and again...push, push, push..ahhhhh.
Do ewe practice this activity taught to you by your Daaaaaad?
Poor Daaaaaad, bless his heart. Day in, and day out, he wore a pair of those knee-high rubber boots so I asked him once, why he wore those boots all the time. He said they were to keep the sheep from running away.