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[ltl/fb]

I had a dream last night that dtb won the lottery. the alarm went off before I had a chance to discover whether she used the proceeds to set up remedial grammar schools or just moved us all to Hawaii.

I do not recall that Thurgreed got laid during any portion of the proceedings.

[mmm3587]

My recent forays into the crowded streets of the Loop (sadly, the clients have not been sending the corporate helicopter to the rooftop firm helicopter pad much lately, and I have had to spend steps between the office and the Towncar at street level with the proles while the executive garage is being rebuilt) have exposed me to what must be the most nefarious scourge to infect our streets since the dawn of illicit umbrella swinging and head-hitting:

THE CROTCH-PUNCHING ARM-SWINGER

That shit sucks. Look, tourist fatty, you're walking down a busy city street with a bunch of people on it. You can't swing your arms back and forth to 90 degrees with reckless abandon with each stride. You're not in Decatur anymore. Here and in cities across the US, those of us who have shit besides seeing the plastic cows and furniture on Michigan Avenue to do have to get around your slow, middle-of-the-sidewalk, walking-four-across asses. So, don't swing your arms like crazy when we're walking behind you or we try to get by you. I know that my trouser snake and trouser oranges are scrumptious and desirable, but you will have to blow me in a truck stop bathroom like everyone else, not cop and cheap feel on the street.

Leave the crotch-punching to our GOP senatorial candidates.*

* Have you guys heard about this one? OMG, the guy who played the Klingon on Deep Space Nine and married the porn star who ran for governor in New York and ran for Chicago senator and their kid had a special need to get into some sex club in Paris!

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by mmm3587
My recent forays into the crowded streets of the Loop (sadly, the clients have not been sending the corporate helicopter to the rooftop firm helicopter pad much lately, and I have had to spend steps between the office and the Towncar at street level with the proles while the executive garage is being rebuilt) have exposed me to what must be the most nefarious scourge to infect our streets since the dawn of illicit umbrella swinging and head-hitting:

THE CROTCH-PUNCHING ARM-SWINGER

That shit sucks. Look, tourist fatty, you're walking down a busy city street with a bunch of people on it. You can't swing your arms back and forth to 90 degrees with reckless abandon with each stride. You're not in Decatur anymore. Here and in cities across the US, those of us who have shit besides seeing the plastic cows and furniture on Michigan Avenue to do have to get around your slow, middle-of-the-sidewalk, walking-four-across asses. So, don't swing your arms like crazy when we're walking behind you or we try to get by you. I know that my trouser snake and trouser oranges are scrumptious and desirable, but you will have to blow me in a truck stop bathroom like everyone else, not cop and cheap feel on the street.

Leave the crotch-punching to our GOP senatorial candidates.*

* Have you guys heard about this one? OMG, the guy who played the Klingon on Deep Space Nine and married the porn star who ran for governor in New York and ran for Chicago senator and their kid had a special need to get into some sex club in Paris!

Michigan Ave isn't in the Loop.

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by SlaveNoMore
Oh, FWIW, George W. is a brother of mine from Phi Chapter.

Maybe you can hook him up with a job next year.

TM

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by Gattigap
Fletch was pretty good. Otherwise concur.

Fletch. Caddyshack. Vacation. Christmas Vacation. Deal of the Century! Spies Like Us. And maybe you won't admit it, but you laughed during The Three Amigos.

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by robustpuppy
Coltrane, if you can't tolerate being mocked, then stop posting so much mockable crap. Whatever you do, stop responding every time I mock you with "oh yeah, well, you're not funny, so there." It's pathetic.

Enough with these kinds of posts. Can't you see that he doesn't care at all?

TM

[Alex_de_Large]

Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
Spies Like Us.

Hey, that flick taught me about geopolitics. During the war in Afghanistan last year, I heard a reporter refer to the "Road to Duchambey (sp?)". Having seen "Spies Like Us", I knew exactly where that was!

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by robustpuppy
By the way, how does the stick up one's ass affect energy and creativity?

You should ask PJ.

TM

[Hank Chinaski]

Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
Fletch. Caddyshack. Vacation. Christmas Vacation. Deal of the Century! Spies Like Us. And maybe you won't admit it, but you laughed during The Three Amigos.

the last 3 are on par with A Night at Roxbury- ha ha I'm a SNL guy, trust us this is funny.

He had none of the laughs in Caddyshack- the vacation movies he plays straight- I could have done his part. He's been coasting since 1976.

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
He had none of the laughs in Caddyshack

Your helmet is too tight again.

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
- the vacation movies he plays straight- I could have done his part. He's been coasting since 1976.

First of all, you couldn't play straight at the Playboy Mansion.

Second of all, he was hilarious in Vacation and European vacation and he wasn't the straight man, jackass. Beverly was.

Third of all, you've been funny roughly 4 times since you showed up, so how can you even tell when he stopped being funny and started coasting?

Fourth of all, be happy with the Pistons and leave the funny to someone else.

TM

[sunnybunny]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
I had a dream last night that dtb won the lottery. the alarm went off before I had a chance to discover whether she used the proceeds to set up remedial grammar schools or just moved us all to Hawaii.

I do not recall that Thurgreed got laid during any portion of the proceedings.

Oddly enough I had a dream about dtb last night too. For some reason I was in a book club that she hosted (i'm not in a book club IRL) and we were supposed to read Eats, Shoots & Leaves and I hadn't read it and as a result she was encouraging all the members of the book club to correct my grammar. So, this morning I woke up and ordered the book. I don't want to be unprepared for class.

[mmm3587]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
Michigan Ave isn't in the Loop.

First of all, I never implied that it was. The tourists could be on their way to Michigan Avenue while still being in the loop (which many of them are).

Second of all, defining "the loop" as "within the downtown loop of el tracks" is so Dupage County. Commonly used term Timmy, please.

[Replaced_Texan]

So I have a really, really sensitive neck and upper chest. Blow or kiss or rub or whatever the right way, and I'm puddy in your hands. It's possible that I purr. I had an ex that would go absolutely wild if I concentrated on his inner thigh. It's possible that got him off more than anything else I did to him (and I did a lot to him).

Anyone else have sensitive areas that someone who is about to spend a few hours in bed with you should be aware of?

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
So I have a really, really sensitive neck and upper chest. Blow or kiss or rub or whatever the right way, and I'm puddy in your hands. It's possible that I purr. I had an ex that would go absolutely wild if I concentrated on his inner thigh. It's possible that got him off more than anything else I did to him (and I did a lot to him).

Anyone else have sensitive areas that someone who is about to spend a few hours in bed with you should be aware of?

STOP IT

Can't you post this stuff closer to when it's time to leave, rather than first thing in the morning?

[spookyfish]

Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
Blow or kiss or rub or whatever the right way, and I'm puddy in your hands. . .

This does nothing for me. Sorry.