Pay attention to the wording of questions.

Please try to stay on topic. We are not discussing this:
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We are discussing this:

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I see your pancakes and raise you this:

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Man, something is wrong with the world in whole. Tiffany was a better singer
than Debbie Gibson any day of the year!........and don't you forget it.:wink::eek::rolleyes:

No bleepin way. Tiffany was better looking, but Debbie Gibson was a much better singer.

Wow, some people....

Pancakes.
 
I think we need to concentrate on actual experiences and avoid marketing blurbs that have nothing to do with reality. I had a "Belgian waffle" the other morning for breakfast hoping against hope that this category of breakfast food had made some kind of recovery to its glory of yesteryear. I remember having excellent waffles in a cafe on Telegraph Avenue in the early 1980s. Done perfectly with fresh strawberries, powdered sugar and maple syrup.

It was that memory that unfortunately led me to order a similarly-named item. The species has fallen quite a ways. The example I had last Sunday -- on my way to the Broken Rack in Emeryville for their new 14.1 league -- was a pale imitation of the delights available in the millennium just past. I imagine Belgium would sue for defamation if they had a working government. It was a rather plain waffle with insufficient butter and syrup of dubious parentage. (Canada or Vermont may want to get involved as well.)

To keep this pool-related.... I won my match 150-31 but it wasn't that close.
 
Take it from someone that does technical writing as part of his living. I architect huge enterprise networks, implement them, and then I have to document them. And when writing this hand-off / knowledge-transfer documentation, I've learned over the years to always ask myself, at just about every sentence, "how can someone f*** this up? What can *I* do to prevent people from misunderstanding and f***ing this up?" I've learned over the years that there are phrases in the English language to stay away from, because no matter how you use them -- in any context -- they will always be taken as something else. Your "what is the purpose..." is a grand example.

Food for thought, along with the waffles,
-Sean

This happened to me about 8 years ago and I will never forget it. I emailed a colleague about something and I said something along the lines of, "I would talk to so and so and get his opinion on it."

He responds with, "Thanks for talking to him for us."

I was like, Huh??
 
I think we need to concentrate on actual experiences and avoid marketing blurbs that have nothing to do with reality. I had a "Belgian waffle" the other morning for breakfast hoping against hope that this category of breakfast food had made some kind of recovery to its glory of yesteryear. I remember having excellent waffles in a cafe on Telegraph Avenue in the early 1980s. Done perfectly with fresh strawberries, powdered sugar and maple syrup.

In Brussels they have a lot of little tiny walk-up waffle shops. They have a small window serving folks on the street. They have more of these on a typical shopping street than there are liquor store on a typical US shopping street.

It was that memory that unfortunately led me to order a similarly-named item. The species has fallen quite a ways. The example I had last Sunday -- on my way to the Broken Rack in Emeryville for their new 14.1 league -- was a pale imitation of the delights available in the millennium just past. I imagine Belgium would sue for defamation if they had a working government. It was a rather plain waffle with insufficient butter and syrup of dubious parentage. (Canada or Vermont may want to get involved as well.)

Bad syrup trees may make bad shaft trees too, but really I am not an expert on either. Maybe I need an instructor.

Dave
 
I think we need to concentrate on actual experiences and avoid marketing blurbs that have nothing to do with reality. I had a "Belgian waffle" the other morning for breakfast hoping against hope that this category of breakfast food had made some kind of recovery to its glory of yesteryear. I remember having excellent waffles in a cafe on Telegraph Avenue in the early 1980s. Done perfectly with fresh strawberries, powdered sugar and maple syrup.

It was that memory that unfortunately led me to order a similarly-named item. The species has fallen quite a ways. The example I had last Sunday -- on my way to the Broken Rack in Emeryville for their new 14.1 league -- was a pale imitation of the delights available in the millennium just past. I imagine Belgium would sue for defamation if they had a working government. It was a rather plain waffle with insufficient butter and syrup of dubious parentage. (Canada or Vermont may want to get involved as well.)

To keep this pool-related.... I won my match 150-31 but it wasn't that close.


Bob you have quite a sence of humor but I do not appreciate your hijacking my pool thread with breakfast cerials.
 
I am a French guy myself, French Fries, French Toast, French Kissing.

:grin:




I think we need to concentrate on actual experiences and avoid marketing blurbs that have nothing to do with reality. I had a "Belgian waffle" the other morning for breakfast hoping against hope that this category of breakfast food had made some kind of recovery to its glory of yesteryear. I remember having excellent waffles in a cafe on Telegraph Avenue in the early 1980s. Done perfectly with fresh strawberries, powdered sugar and maple syrup.

It was that memory that unfortunately led me to order a similarly-named item. The species has fallen quite a ways. The example I had last Sunday -- on my way to the Broken Rack in Emeryville for their new 14.1 league -- was a pale imitation of the delights available in the millennium just past. I imagine Belgium would sue for defamation if they had a working government. It was a rather plain waffle with insufficient butter and syrup of dubious parentage. (Canada or Vermont may want to get involved as well.)

To keep this pool-related.... I won my match 150-31 but it wasn't that close.
 
speaking of "the wording of questions"...

as a kid, when i visited my grandma, one of my favorite things to do was head out to the back yard, climb one of her fruit trees, and eat myself silly...

but the neighbors had a (fenced) dog that hated my very existence - and would bark himself blue in the face while I indulged just a few yards away...



one day i got sick of the noise, and after unsuccessfully negotiating a peace treaty with said dog, i decided to take matters into my own hands...

i retrieved the water hose, installed a nice long-range sprayer on the end, and proceeded to the fence...

the dog was LIVID, and had he been able to jump just a little bit higher, i'm sure i wouldnt be typing this story today....



anyway, i calmly gave the dog his last rites and a blessing, and then blasted him hard enough to knock his fleas into the next county...

it must have got his attention, because amazingly enough, the barking stopped immediately. the funny part is that the dog had this look on his face like " what the hell was that strange clear substance that just knocked me on my ass ? "

well, as luck would have it, the beautiful new silence i was enjoying apparently got the attention of the dogs owner, who at once stormed over to the fence to accost me...



the universal laws of ridiculous slapstick comedy snapped into effect when the neighbor, who could barely speak a lick of english, attempted in his frustration, to demand an explanation of me...

he stared me dead in the face, and with the most serious look i have ever seen on a man, he sternly asked:

" WHY WATER DOG ?!! - HE NO BARK YOU ?!! "

So... you sprayed him, too?

: )
 
Well, To bring all this together you could become a pool instructor of people who want to learn how to make shots with syrup covered pancakes in front of the corner pockets and strawberry covered waffles in the side pockets. When they are shooting you could have Tiffany jump out and spray them in the face with a hose while yelling "Why you water Bette Davis"!!!
 
I think we need to concentrate on actual experiences and avoid marketing blurbs that have nothing to do with reality. I had a "Belgian waffle" the other morning for breakfast hoping against hope that this category of breakfast food had made some kind of recovery to its glory of yesteryear. I remember having excellent waffles in a cafe on Telegraph Avenue in the early 1980s. Done perfectly with fresh strawberries, powdered sugar and maple syrup.

It was that memory that unfortunately led me to order a similarly-named item. The species has fallen quite a ways. The example I had last Sunday -- on my way to the Broken Rack in Emeryville for their new 14.1 league -- was a pale imitation of the delights available in the millennium just past. I imagine Belgium would sue for defamation if they had a working government. It was a rather plain waffle with insufficient butter and syrup of dubious parentage. (Canada or Vermont may want to get involved as well.)

To keep this pool-related.... I won my match 150-31 but it wasn't that close.


One of the alltime great posts on this forum.I tried to put it in my sig but its to long LOL.

Mrytle you are either thick skinned or easy going,both of those help when playing pool or posting here.

This thread should be made into a sticky.Keep the laughs comming :)
 
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