It's all about me

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by Not Bob
Speaking of which, here's a pic I took of TM and his mentor during their firm weekend last year -- they held it at the dude ranch just a few miles from Podunkville:

Where da white women at?

Look, it's coming off.

TM

[Flinty_McFlint]

Originally posted by Gattigap
I'm to believe, it appears, that women who surf on the 'Net (and in particular, women who do so at a place as cool as this cybercafe/hookah bar) typically have long hair, DDs, an hourglass figure that would make TM drool, a wardrobe tending toward the 3am dance club even though used sitting at a computer under unforgiving lights, and a happiness to pause for a "candid photo" during one's computer session with an arched back and a million-dollar smile.

FBetties, when I drive by this on the way to work, I think of you.

Well, some of you.

That is all.

Dear Gatti:

As a fellow Californian driver, I find this distressing. In the words of SS's brother, "Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel." That means both hands, sicko.

Your pal in Christ,

Flinty

[taxwonk]

the Cat in the Hat on free fellatio

Oddly enough, one mistake I will never repeat is to turn down an offer of gratuitous head. You never know when your next dry spell is going to be.

[taxwonk]

Originally posted by Not Bob
Speaking of which, here's a pic I took of TM and his mentor during their firm weekend last year -- they held it at the dude ranch just a few miles from Podunkville:

Thurgreed would never wear Western.

[str8outavannuys]

Originally posted by Gattigap
I really wanted to find the photos from the hookah bar, but the proprietor apparently doesn't see the wisdom of replicating online what he is happy to share with thousands of commuters each day.

I again quote Debbie Love (aka "Black Debbie") from Sealab: "Per written instructions from both production counsel and Standards and Practices, I am enjoying this hookah in a drug-free manner. [beat] cough cough cough cough."

That is all. Except that if you want to see cool Sealab stuff, check out http://pod-six.net

[Atticus Grinch]

Originally posted by taxwonk
Oddly enough, one mistake I will never repeat is to turn down an offer of gratuitous head. You never know when your next dry spell is going to be.

Isn't it traditionally marked by a ceremony and reception to follow?

[taxwonk]

Originally posted by Atticus Grinch
Isn't it traditionally marked by a ceremony and reception to follow?

Traditionally, yes. But mine is an interfaith marriage.

[dtb]

Originally posted by Not Bob
Speaking of which, here's a pic I took of TM and his mentor during their firm weekend last year -- they held it at the dude ranch just a few miles from Podunkville:

Where d'white women at?

Damnshitfuck.

I shoulda known TM would beat me to the punch. His facial expression (What's his name? Clive? I know he died not too long ago.) in that picture is priceless.

[dtb]

Move along please. Nothing to see here. System glitch.

[Mister_Ruysbroeck]

Originally posted by dtb (PS -- I tried to "edit", but it wouldn't let me.)

Originally posted by dtb
Move along please. Nothing to see here. System glitch.

Gotcha.

[Not Me]

Originally posted by Gattigap
FBetties, when I drive by this on the way to work, I think of you.

Aw, thank you! You are so sweet. I am arching my back right now

[Fugee]

Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
POLL: Name something you would never do again and tell us why.
TM

I will never again mix the following drinks in one evening (for reasons that are obvious to anyone who has drinking experience): Tom Collins (2), red wine (unknown quantity -- waiters surreptitiously refilled glass when not looking), swimming pool sized frozen margarita (1/2), and Singapore Sling (1). I think I can safely swear never to drink a Singapore Sling again under any circumstances.

I had limited drinking experience before I was a summer associate and thus had never heard of the "don't mix different alcohols" rule. I also didn't know what kind of drinks I'd like and ordered things randomly. The predictable results led to a vow never to have a hangover again. With a couple of very minor exceptions, this is a vow I've kept. I hate headaches and I hate feeling nauseous (or worse) even more and going past my limit has never made me feel good enough to suffer both together.

If I had a lick of sense, I'd never again tell the head of my practice group that he did not have the birdie he was gloating about and in fact he had a double bogey because the white fence he moved his ball in front of was an OB marker (the large letters OUT OF BOUND painted thereon seemed to escape his notice) not a man-made immovable obstruction.

[Atticus Grinch]

Originally posted by dtb
His facial expression (What's his name? Clive? I know he died not too long ago.) in that picture is priceless.

Cleavon Little. It's a shame he associated himself with that steaming piece of monkeycrap called "Fletch Lives," a movie my Tivo recently picked up as a suggestion from basic cable because it has so much in common with funny movies.

[str8outavannuys]

Originally posted by Fugee


If I had a lick of sense, I'd never again tell the head of my practice group that he did not have the birdie he was gloating about and in fact he had a double bogey because the white fence he moved his ball in front of was an OB marker (the large letters OUT OF BOUND painted thereon seemed to escape his notice) not a man-made immovable obstruction.

Actually, it woudln't be a double-bogey, it would be an X. Partner should have gone back and re-taken shot-that-went-OB from the spot it was hit, adding 2 strokes. Failure to do so = no score.

[Flea Bailey]

Originally posted by str8outavannuys
Actually, it woudln't be a double-bogey, it would be an X. Partner should have gone back and re-taken shot-that-went-OB from the spot it was hit, adding 2 strokes. Failure to do so = no score.

That is so hot, golf rule timmy boy.