Toronto Trim's Hotel Cum Drop-in Centre

[str8outavannuys]

Originally posted by paigowprincess
What does God do when someone goes to the fan website and buys all the fan's tickets and sells them at a jacked up price and doesn't even give Sting any kickback?

The early bird catches the consumer surplus.

Originally posted by Gr8testHitS(lave)
Actually, I'm all in favor of a full-blown GA (weekend) nite out. The problem is that the "outing" potential is all too great.

As we are all aware from the articles in NYLJ, Calilaw, etc., these Boards are monitored closely by the media. The last thing we would need is some direputable reporter showing up at the bar of our choosing and start naming names.

I'm sure a small gathering could be organized discreetly in the not-to-distant future, but it would have to be done via e-mail off the Board, and even then there would be a slight risk. That could be alleviated somewhat if people refrain from using their own names.

If anyone is interested in this type of proposal, send me an e-mail and we can discuss further.

Gr8(Back to wooing the Princess - who hasn't called me back yet)testHitS(lave)

And we see how a young, would-be megamaniacal dictator/consigliere/napolean gets his start. Someone should make a movie.

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
Does that excuse work, given that he already wrote the book on it?

"I quit, again; I can't coach Kobe. He's uncoachable"

"But Coach Jackson, didn't you know that already? May I quote . . . ."

Obviously he can say it, but he looks like an idiot for thinking he could change Kobe. It's like listening to Slave hope to change Paigow.

Watch him do it. The money is too big to pass up (as are Jeannie's tits). But you can bet when they lose it won't be his fault.

TM

[lookingformarket]

Originally posted by paigowprincess
And we see how a young, would-be megamaniacal dictator/consigliere/napolean gets his start. Someone should make a movie.

We made a movie, I guess you were a little too addled to notice the 4 camera and 3 gaffers. Problem is that it was a little too raw even for the German porn stores.

[Greedy,Greedy,Greedy]

Originally posted by paigowprincess
And we see how a young, would-be megamaniacal dictator/consigliere/napolean gets his start. Someone should make a movie.

I felt sorry for Oswald Cobblepot when his parents threw him in the river, but, then, Bruce Wayne's parents were murdered and he turned out OK.

[Tyrone Slothrop]

Originally posted by Gr8testHitS(lave)
As we are all aware from the articles in NYLJ, Calilaw, etc., these Boards are monitored closely by the media. The last thing we would need is some direputable reporter showing up at the bar of our choosing and start naming names.

At public meetings of the SF/SV GAs, I have always pretended to be Thurgreed. This seems to throw the reporters for a loop.

[Hank Chinaski]

Originally posted by Tyrone Slothrop
At public meetings of the SF/SV GAs, I have always pretended to be Thurgreed. This seems to throw the reporters for a loop.

Well that explains it. Shape Shifter had said he met Thurgreed and T's a foot and a half shorter than he claims.

[Tyrone Slothrop]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
Well that explains it. Shape Shifter had said he met Thurgreed and T's a foot and a half shorter than he claims.

You'd think that after his time with Slave, Shape Shifter wouldn't be fooled by that old "22-inch" line.

[str8outavannuys]

Originally posted by Tyrone Slothrop
At public meetings of the SF/SV GAs, I have always pretended to be Thurgreed. This seems to throw the reporters for a loop.

Awesome. I dibs fringey. Though for all her self-depricating shtick, she's got a lot of work to do before she gets anywhere near my ever-expanding hugeness. This gaining sympathy weight thing has got to stop. My wife and I had fun with a measuring tape last night.

Step 1: Measure "waist" of husband
Step 2: Roll around laughing
Step 3: Measure "waist" of wife
Step 4: Roll around laughing.
Step 5: Eat bowl of Betty Crocker Brownies N Cream ice cream
Step 6: GoTo Step 1.

[robustpuppy]

Originally posted by str8outavannuys
Awesome. I dibs fringey. Though for all her self-depricating shtick, she's got a lot of work to do before she gets anywhere near my ever-expanding hugeness. This gaining sympathy weight thing has got to stop. My wife and I had fun with a measuring tape last night.

Step 1: Measure "waist" of husband
Step 2: Roll around laughing
Step 3: Measure "waist" of wife
Step 4: Roll around laughing.
Step 5: Eat bowl of Betty Crocker Brownies N Cream ice cream
Step 6: GoTo Step 1.

Oh, how we'll laugh about this at the wedding/commitment ceremony!!!

The papa-to-be in my house is on a nightly ice cream habit -- even when I forego it in favor of fruit. He still has a magic metabolism, however, so there is no sympathy weight gain (the fucker). The other night he discovered a flavor of ice cream called Cake Batter It was really fucking good. Tasted just like Betty Crocker yellow cake batter, and not fake at all. What exactly is it that gives cake batter its flavor? It's not vanilla. And it's not eggs, b/c the stuff smells like that out of the box. Is it some unpronouncable chemical?

[str8outavannuys]

In my high school there was this guy who had shoulder-length black curly hair, very pale skin, and wore a lot of black trench coats and black t-shirts with obscure record label logos. He wrote a lot of plays and poetry. His nickname, and pen name, was "Death Waits." People routinely called him Death. I was in several drama classes with him. For a brief period I played drums with his band, The Pretention Mounts.

Anyways, towards the end of my Grade 12 year, or maybe it was Grade 13, we got to talking, and found out we both liked to play tennis. So a few times that summer, I went over to his house and we'd play tennis. He lived in a very nice neighborhood (GWNC: Forest Hills), in a very bright, clean house. His mom was a completely normal Toronto mom, and he wore normal tennis clothes when we played. He was pretty good too.

My life is poorer for not having people like Death around.

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by str8outavannuys
Awesome. I dibs fringey. Though for all her self-depricating shtick, she's got a lot of work to do before she gets anywhere near my ever-expanding hugeness. This gaining sympathy weight thing has got to stop. My wife and I had fun with a measuring tape last night.

Step 1: Measure "waist" of husband
Step 2: Roll around laughing
Step 3: Measure "waist" of wife
Step 4: Roll around laughing.
Step 5: Eat bowl of Betty Crocker Brownies N Cream ice cream
Step 6: GoTo Step 1.

You've never seen me except sitting behind a nice high table.

What does "dibbing" me do?

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
Watch him do it. The money is too big to pass up (as are Jeannie's tits). But you can bet when they lose it won't be his fault.

TM

I don't understand why it's hard for me to believe that Phil's decisions don't revolve around money (although it's pretty clear they do). Is it the faux hippieness? The house in Montana? The Zen/Philosophy bullshit?

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by str8outavannuys
Grade 13

Silly Canadians.

[Flinty_McFlint]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
You've never seen me except sitting behind a nice high table.

What does "dibbing" me do?

I'm not sure, but judging from his last post, you might have found part of your MFM.