Celtic said:
That flight was shot down. It was a very prudent move for the government to say that the passengers fought and caused the plane to crash as hero's instead of admitting the president called for the plane to be shot down before it could be used as another suicide bombing mission. It was better for all involved to cover up the fact that the plane was shot down by the US military.
THE FAST DUDE REPLIES; That was not the official story, but that does make sense, If I was the president that day, I would have told the f16 to put it down, no problem, no other choice. You are right, that is probably what did go down. Our government treats us like we pool players treat our wives, they can't always be told or handle the truth, so we tell them a little lie they can handle and will run with.
One night I was sitting around the pool hall and this real nice young hottie comes on to me. I buy her a couple of drinks, she is enjoying her self and soon she gets drunk and ready to rock N roll if you know what I mean. I call the old lady and give her BS story #107, you know the one, honey I am working late, then will drop by the pool hall, shoot a couple of games, don't wait up for me.
The hottie invites me over to her apartment and the next thing I know is I am in her bed and its 3am, panic sets in, I gotta get home fast. I run out to my car, open my pool case, grab a piece of chalk and grind chalk under my nails. I hide all of my loot in the trunk and put one thin dime in my pocket.
I do not sneek in the door, I slam the door. I do not creep into bed, I turn on the lights, take a loud leak and then plop into bed with a thud.
8 am the lights come on and there is my old lady standing over my body which was rode hard and put up wet. She says you look like warmed over death, just what do you think you were doing out till 4 am in the morning. I went honey I cannot tell a lie, I met this hottie, she came on, next thing I knew I got drunk and ended up in her bed and it was 3am. It wasn't my fault, the devil and his devil rum made me do it, I confess, I am sorry, I'll never do it again.
My old lady went right, that will be the day. Don't lie to me Fast, you were out playing 9 ball for $20 a rack all night long with those hoodlum hustlers you call friends, look at the chalk dust on your hand. As usual, you lost and came home dead broke with one thin dime in your pockets. You can't run 3 friggin balls, you are a bozo. You are a chokin dog. You are a real bum, I went, what ever, rolled over and went back to sleep.
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My 2nd story is from some of those hoodlum hustlers I know, one guy just got out of sing sing after doing 5 hard time. He used to own the bar that sponsored my old APA team. What they taught me is you do not rat out nobody. If youse do the crime, you gotta be able to do da time and no matta what youse story is, yose sticks to it. Don't let dem bulls confuse you. You tell dem bulls to kiss your you know what.
Another time I gave my old lady bs story #107, working late and woke up in this dolls bed at 5am, paniced and went racing home. I went creeping in the house just as the sun was coming up and my luck I run into my old lady in the hall who just woke up and was headed for the coffee machine. She went well look what the devil drags in my door, the alley cat comes crawling home at last. How dare you come walking in here at day break.
I went honey, I know this does not look good but stop now. You know that big hammock that is tied between the two trees out in the back yard I love to sleep in, she went Fast you have not sleep in that for years, I interrupt, I know, I missed it so, I came home last night around midnight, I know you go to bed before that. You were sound asleep, it was a beautiful summer night, warm, gentle breeze. I did not want to disturb or awake you getting into bed so I just went outside and slipped into the hammock and went to sleep. It was wonderful, at day break the birds began to chirp and a squirrel ran over the top of me and woke me up, so I got up and walked in just as you got up.
My old lady said Fast that is a wonderful story and now I know how you got the name Fast. That hammock was 15 years old, it rotted and fell off the tree 3 years ago and I tossed it into the dumpster for you. There is no hammock out there any more, she said tappin her toe on the ground with her hands on her lovely small hips glaring at me with her snake eyes.
I went Yo Sarah, dats my story and I'm stickin to it. I dont have to answer no mo questions on accounta of da 5th and on da advice of my mouthpiece. I went out and got in my get away caddy and headed off to da pool hall.
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Camel driver said:
theirlaw
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Originally posted by fast larry
It dont matta no how because does rag heads
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Uhm, nice desciption bol' head
Fast replies:
When I go to your country I put a diper around my head, when you come to my country, put the diper around your ass, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.
