You might like this one better PT...Termite walks into a bar and says to his buddy, "Is the bartender here"?
I'm back..and I'm pissed !
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You might like this one better PT...Termite walks into a bar and says to his buddy, "Is the bartender here"?
ah, good boy. Good fetch!
As to the HOF thing, no, the folks that follow such things (sorry you is not one of them) know what, when, and who. You obviously have less than no clue. Oh well.
Now then: do you know how to roll over and play dead too?
Lou Figueroa
it's an even
money bet :-o
Shows how clueless you are, I'm a verified member over there and therefore I vote on the HOF's. Want something to drink with your crow sandwich?
It's funny, your holier than thou self entered this thread to chastise me for using Fred's name, when all you really wanted to do was trash his reputation, how did that work out for you 'Dead Money' lou?
Ah, so you vant someting a little further up on the Groan Scale.
I went to a Zoo once. The only animal that they had there was a dog.
It was a Shih Tzu.
Just because you're member doesn't mean you know diddly-do-da.
Somewhat obviously, you dan't
Lou Figueroa
A chihuahua walks into a bar, hops up on a stool and asks for a dry martini. The bartender gets him the drink and says, "That'll be $18." The chihuahua pays him and the bartender says, "We don't get a lot of chihuahuas coming in here and ordering drinks." And the chihuahua says, "And at these prices you won't get a lot more."
Lou Figueroa
ba-da-bing
So this guy goes ice fishing.
After he drills his first hole, he hears a loud booming voice.
"There aren't no fish down there".
He drills a Second hole and again, he hears the same booming voice. "There aren't any fish down there".
He picks up his auger and drills a third hole. One more time, he hears the loud voice.
"There aren't any fish down there".
So the guy yells out, "God, is that you"?
The loud voice comes back.
"NO, it's the Rink Manager".
Don't get me going on the cheese jokes. I gots a million of em, I tells ya.
After he drills his first hole, he hears a loud booming voice.
"There aren't no fish down there".
He drills a Second hole and again, he hears the same booming voice. "There aren't any fish down there".
He picks up his auger and drills a third hole. One more time, he hears the loud voice.
"There aren't any fish down there".
So the guy yells out, "God, is that you"?
The loud voice comes back.
"NO, it's the Rink Manager".
Don't get me going on the cheese jokes. I gots a million of em, I tells ya.