Fashionistas you have arrived 3-25-03 - 10-3-03 - Page 577

NotFromHere · 06-06-2003, 05:51 PM

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Posted by Penske
You don't need to be a rock star. I once started a fund to coerce an acquaintance into chugging a fifth of vodka. 27 righteous bucks (1988 dollars). For an extra 8 he followed it up with a third of a fifth of rum.

Dude, you always get this wrong. It was a bottle of Jack Daniels, not vodka, and after I puked we went to the Tom Petty concert.

Penske_Account · 06-06-2003, 05:53 PM

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Originally posted by Pretty Little Flower

(We did not discuss porn.)

True, but some of my thoughts were XXX (although not XXXX, NTTAWWT).

NotFromHere · 06-06-2003, 05:55 PM

MADISON, Wis., June 6 — At least 13 people in Wisconsin and Illinois have gotten sick after buying prairie dogs that may have been infected with a virus, officials said. The people reported fever, coughs, rashes and swollen lymph nodes within two weeks of contact with the prairie dogs, said Dr. Mark Wegner, chief of the Wisconsin Communicable Disease Epidemiology Section. TWELVE OF the patients were in Wisconsin, and all of them have recovered or are getting better, Wegner said.
The Illinois public health department knew of one illness in that state, but a department spokeswoman said she didn’t know where the person was.
Wegner said he had never encountered a case of prairie dogs making people sick, but noted that diseases can move from animals to people.
“It’s definitely interesting,” he said.
About 30 prairie dogs that may have been infected with an orthopox virus were shipped from Texas (you bastards) to Illinois to a man in Wisconsin, who sold them to two Milwaukee pet stores and a Wausau swap meet, said Donna Gilson, spokeswoman for the Wisconsin agriculture department.
Gilson wouldn’t identify the man, saying the agency hasn’t talked to him yet.
An orthopox virus causes poxes, which are marked by rashes on the skin, Gilson said.

AVOID SICK-LOOKING PRAIRIE DOGS (DUH)
Prairie dogs in the shipment suffered from fever, swollen lymph nodes, blisters and eye discharge, Wegner said.
full prairie dog story here

Penske_Account · 06-06-2003, 05:55 PM

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Originally posted by robustpuppy
You ARE a Penske sock!!!

I think I dispelled that myth by replying to the post. Everyone know I don't reply to my socks (unless I want to throw the sock police off the trail-but I wasn't trying to do that here-seriously-trust me)

Penske_Account · 06-06-2003, 05:57 PM

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Originally posted by ThrashersFan
Silly. You wish. Sorry, but it is just little old me. No socks. Especially not today, casual Friday, because walking around in socks with no undies would look silly (and men should note that whenever they do not have on some form of pants/shorts they should NOT have on socks even if they do have on underwear -- not cute).

Yes, see, you are not me, or else I wouldn't be replying, I would just self-reflect, but I am replying, watch:

I have no underware or socks on today.

Ta da!

NotFromHere · 06-06-2003, 06:01 PM

FAYETTEVILLE, Ark., June 6 — Wal-Mart Stores Inc. will begin obscuring the covers of some women’s magazines stocked in checkout lanes, shortly after a decision to stop selling some men’s magazines over their racy content. THE COMPANY HAS BEGUN testing “U-shaped blinders” that will cover the photos and language on the covers of Cosmopolitan, Glamour, Marie Claire and Redbook, spokesman Tom Williams said at the company’s annual shareholders meeting Friday.
“That’s to accommodate those customers who are uncomfortable with the language on some of the magazine covers,” Williams said.
The company has been testing the blinders in some of its stores, he said, and they are expected to be in every Wal-Mart store by July.

OK, what? Glamour? Marie Claire? Racy content? Tighter ass in 30 days? I guess that would be offensive to the lard asses I've seen walking into Walmart.
:dance2:full story here

ThrashersFan · 06-06-2003, 06:07 PM

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Originally posted by Penske_Account
I have no underware or socks on today.

Ta da!

Are you coming on to me? Trying to date me? Do sex with me? I am oddly excited which is uncomfortable in the office on a Friday afternoon.

:whip:

Oliver_Wendell_Ramone · 06-06-2003, 06:18 PM

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Originally posted by ThrashersFan
Are you coming on to me? Trying to date me? Do sex with me? I am oddly excited which is uncomfortable in the office on a Friday afternoon.

:whip:

You should not feel uncomfortable. There is a long and proud history on the fashion board of female posters simply closing the office door and (cue BTO) taking care of business. And then, of course, describing it in lurid detail. As you are already underwear-free, you're well on your way...

NotFromHere · 06-06-2003, 06:19 PM

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Posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
As to point 2, I don't think it's the "going straight through" problem. The problem is that law, and law school, attracts intelligent people who rather like intellectual challenge and stimulation. There's a decent amount of that in law school. It just fades away, though, as soon as one starts work. Sure, some remains, but a lot disappears. If you can find other ways to make the job enjoyable, that's great, but that's not always easy.

I'm going to agree with Tyrone on this one. The lawyers (in my experience) with the worse social skills are the ones who went straight through. Never having to work at "a real job." Or at least a job where you had a shithead for a boss. It is under those conditions where you figure out that "hey, I'm never going to scream at someone to get them to do something faster - because that doesn't work." The people who go straight from high school to college to law school - all they get is the academics and not the socialization. It's my same gripe about kids who get "home schooled." You need to learn how to act around all kinds of people. You don't learn social skills in the four walls of your house or the classroom. If a partner yells at you to get something done - or because you fucked something up, you learn to yell at the next peon for the same reason.

Penske_Account · 06-06-2003, 06:31 PM

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Originally posted by NotFromHere
Dude, you always get this wrong. It was a bottle of Jack Daniels, not vodka, and after I puked we went to the Tom Petty concert.

Actually, I recall that after you puked on yourself and passed out (in the hallway to the dorm) the resident assistant happened upon the scene and took you to the school's infirmary and had your stomach pumped. And those people who attended your school, as opposed to being on a roadtrip like me, were put on double secret probation.

Good times good times.

Pretty Little Flower · 06-06-2003, 06:32 PM

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Originally posted by Penske_Account
(but I wasn't trying to do that here-seriously-trust me)

I trust you. You had no reason to lie here. The possibility that you were lying was so far-fetched that I dismissed it before it ever even made the perilous journey from my subconcious into my conscious.

Penske_Account · 06-06-2003, 06:34 PM

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Originally posted by ThrashersFan
Are you coming on to me? Trying to date me? Do sex with me? I am oddly excited which is uncomfortable in the office on a Friday afternoon.

:whip:

Yes. No doubt its the kavorkic effect of my boyish good looks coupled with my preternaturally youthful charm, as evidenced by underwearless Friday style.

NotFromHere · 06-06-2003, 06:38 PM

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Posted by Penske
Actually, I recall that after you puked on yourself and passed out (in the hallway to the dorm) the resident assistant happened upon the scene and took you to the school's infirmary and had your stomach pumped. And those people who attended your school, as opposed to being on a roadtrip like me, were put on double secret probation.

Dude, you're still not getting it right. It wasn't the hallway - it was the picnic table outside. And you remember the infirmary was run by pre-med students so all they did was point me to the toilet to pump my own stomach so to speak. But after that we went to the Tom Petty concert. It was awesome!

Penske_Account · 06-06-2003, 06:40 PM

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Originally posted by Pretty Little Flower
I trust you. You had no reason to lie here. The possibility that you were lying was so far-fetched that I dismissed it before it ever even made the perilous journey from my subconcious into my conscious.

Exactly. I admire your discerning insite. I frequently tell the masses that converge here: "I don't sock anymore": see, yet, much like the proverbial lemmings to the slaughter they continue to jump through the hoops of fellacious assumptions that they imagine I set out for them.

Its a slippery slope indeed, but I am glad that you, of all people, have resisted the carrot before its stick.

Fight the Power!

Tyrone Slothrop · 06-06-2003, 06:45 PM

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Originally posted by NotFromHere
I'm going to agree with Tyrone on this one. The lawyers (in my experience) with the worse social skills are the ones who went straight through. Never having to work at "a real job." Or at least a job where you had a shithead for a boss. It is under those conditions where you figure out that "hey, I'm never going to scream at someone to get them to do something faster - because that doesn't work." The people who go straight from high school to college to law school - all they get is the academics and not the socialization. It's my same gripe about kids who get "home schooled." You need to learn how to act around all kinds of people. You don't learn social skills in the four walls of your house or the classroom. If a partner yells at you to get something done - or because you fucked something up, you learn to yell at the next peon for the same reason.

It's not just the poor social skills. It's having picked the law out of fear of the real world and an ubercaution about foreclosing options. Everyone says, go to law school and you can do all sorts of things -- you keep your options open. These people keep keeping their options open until they find themselves at a big firm in a big city, chained to the desk with the golden cuffs and bitter and resentful at a cold and uncaring world. Naturally, after that they're no fun.