Missing the Paigow (et al.) [sniff]

[ABBAKiss]

Originally posted by bilmore
Geeze. You're a highly paid professional. You can afford a car. Go buy a Mini Cooper - it sounds like it would fit your requirements exactly.

Of course I can afford a car. I just don't want to. I prefer diamonds and sapphires and I fucking hate driving so much that I feel sick to my stomach even thinking about it. It's like telling a little kid that it has to spend its allowance on brussel sprouts. Can it afford to? Sure. Does it want to? No - it would rather have candy.

[barely_legal]

Originally posted by bilmore
Geeze. You're a highly paid professional. You can afford a car. Go buy a Mini Cooper - it sounds like it would fit your requirements exactly.

http://forums.autoweek.com/servlet/J...Cooper-012.jpg

What do you have against that car? Did a mini-cooper kill your dog and now you want revenge?

edited by Not Bob to change the pic to a link because of the dreaded fucked-up margins. Hi, barely!

[bilmore]

Originally posted by barely_legal
What do you have against that car? Did a mini-cooper kill your dog and now you want revenge?

They just look more authentic than most cars with the sides scraped away and parts hanging down. Minis look best when they just come off a road rally with bad directions and cows in the road.

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by Mr. Man
I kind of like the little guy. Boo-yah!

Well then, I guess I hate you.

TM

[dtb]

So in my office Secret Santa pool, I get this guy whom I barely know. He's in his late 20's (I'm guessing) and has no discernable (to me, anyway) interests. I think he's from Kentucky (not that this matters, but it's the only "personal" thing I know about him.)

Do I just get him a bottle of booze? (and just hope he's old enough to drink it?)

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by dtb
So in my office Secret Santa pool, I get this guy whom I barely know. He's in his late 20's (I'm guessing) and has no discernable (to me, anyway) interests. I think he's from Kentucky (not that this matters, but it's the only "personal" thing I know about him.)

Do I just get him a bottle of booze? (and just hope he's old enough to drink it?)

Don't get him Jack Daniels.

[Hank Chinaski]

Originally posted by dtb
So in my office Secret Santa pool, I get this guy whom I barely know. He's in his late 20's (I'm guessing) and has no discernable (to me, anyway) interests. I think he's from Kentucky (not that this matters, but it's the only "personal" thing I know about him.)

Do I just get him a bottle of booze? (and just hope he's old enough to drink it?)

If it's the guy who thinks I'm cute let me know. I can photoshop a naked picture and sign it.

[dtb]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
If it's the guy who thinks I'm cute let me know. I can photoshop a naked picture and sign it.

Sadly (though perhaps I should say thankfully), it is not that guy.

[Mr. Man]

Originally posted by ABBAKiss
Of course I can afford a car. I just don't want to. I prefer diamonds and sapphires and I fucking hate driving so much that I feel sick to my stomach even thinking about it. It's like telling a little kid that it has to spend its allowance on brussel sprouts. Can it afford to? Sure. Does it want to? No - it would rather have candy.

Given your history / requirements, it doesn't seem like owning a new car would be a good idea. Some sort of cheap high mileage used thing may be better. Something with a tiny blindspot sounds like it should be your number one criterion.

That being said, the green bugs are pretty cool. A good friend has had one for a few years and she loves it.

[ABBAKiss]

Originally posted by dtb
So in my office Secret Santa pool, I get this guy whom I barely know. He's in his late 20's (I'm guessing) and has no discernable (to me, anyway) interests. I think he's from Kentucky (not that this matters, but it's the only "personal" thing I know about him.)

Do I just get him a bottle of booze? (and just hope he's old enough to drink it?)

I bet he's into fisting.

[notcasesensitive]

It is getting close to that time. Time to start thinking about who you think might die in 2006. Exciting stuff. I will happily run our lawtalkers pool (using the rules from this year once again, as it seems to have worked out well), but I wanted to give those of you who feel like you are ready for a real money pool the opportunity to join the one Mr Man and I have done for the last couple of years. Here is a copy of the sign-up e-mail. Good luck!

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[Hank Chinaski]

Originally posted by ABBAKiss
I bet he's into fisting.

Sorry. RT's sister is not available for paid dates.

[sunnybunny]

Anyone tried the creme de la mer? or whatever it's called...is it worth the outdrageous price tag?

[ltl/fb]

When did he start looking really completely like a total wack job?

I have not tried the ridiculously expensive skin cream. I got a sample of something from Lancome that was nice for on the plane. I usually use very light moisturizers though.

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by ltl/fb

When did he start looking really completely like a total wack job?

Why haven't we founds his WMDs?