Foo - I haven't started a thread today

So here it is.

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Yes I do. And a nice one to boot.

You're Canadian?!

WITCH! WIIIIIITCH!

may we burn him?

I have an alternate mailing address for "special" items to ship to.

I haven't started a thread today Considering what your posts have been like in the past, we were OK with that. :p

I have an alternate mailing address for "special" items to ship to.

Unmarked items in a brown paper bag?

may we burn him?BUUUUUUURN HIM! He weighs the same as a duck.

My uncle's name was Richard. We called him Dick. He had a belt buckle with the word Dick on it. He would go up to woman and ask if they wanted to see his Dick. He would pull up his T-shirt and flash his buckle.

He also had a license plate with SS DICK on it. I asked what the SS stood for. He said, "Super Slick."

BUUUUUUURN HIM! He weighs the same as a duck.

Shouldn't we check to see if he floats first?

My uncle's name was Richard. We called him Dick. He had a belt buckle with the word Dick on it. He would go up to woman and ask if they wanted to see his Dick. He would pull up his T-shirt and flash his buckle.

He also had a license plate with SS DICK on it. I asked what the SS stood for. He said, "Super Slick."

I could have gone my whole life and not known that story. I'd have been happier for it too. :p

Shouldn't we check to see if he floats first?

A duck floats.....so couldn't we just weigh him to see if he weighs more than a duck? If so, he must be burned! :thumb:

We were at the Skating Rink one night. Here in the south it doesn't snow much. So when it does, it's a pretty big deal. Especially for a kid. On the way out we noticed the snow. And got all giddy.

Before we had a minute to adore the white flakes my mom stopped us and said, "Kids, your father's in jail."

There were 8 of us packed in a tiny Mercury station wagon way back in the early 80s. Eight of us and luggage, making our way from NC to Maine. We stopped and got something to eat. My grandmother bought a shake. But apparently it wasn't to her liking. So she decided to throw it out the window.

The window was closed.

We were at the Skating Rink one night. Here in the south it doesn't snow much. So when it does, it's a pretty big deal. Especially for a kid. On the way out we noticed the snow. And got all giddy.

Before we had a minute to adore the white flakes my mom stopped us and said, "Kids, your father's in jail."

I like where this story is going. Please continue.

HEY! What's with all this witch hatin' and all? :rolleyes:

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My father and grandfather moved to NC first to find jobs and establish residence.
While the rest of us plodded along in Maine, I started notice a guy always hanging out with us. Some guy my mom knew. One night I asked her who he was. She said it was our uncle.

I asked her why she was kissing her brother in the kitchen last night.

Shouldn't we check to see if he floats first?No time! He could turn us all into small, slithery creatures at any moment! Canadians are known for that kind of trickery!

No time! He could turn us all into small, slithery creatures at any moment! Canadians are known for that kind of trickery!

I thought that's how canada came into being. But, newts need a place to live too, ya know.

My father had an old Isuzu diesel. The glow plugs would get bad and the car would stall and take a long time to start. One day, while visiting my brother where he worked, the car wouldn't start. My brother was out there with him.

This guy tells my dad to move his POS so he could park. My dad started walking toward the gentleman and asked him to speak louder because he couldn't here him. The guy stepped out of his car and was getting ready to say something else.

My dad punched him square in the face and knocked him clean. He got back in his car and it finally started.

Don't know if the guy got started again or not.

My father and grandfather moved to NC first to find jobs and establish residence.
While the rest of us plodded along in Maine, I started notice a guy always hanging out with us. Some guy my mom knew. One night I asked her who he was. She said it was our uncle.

I asked her why she was kissing her brother in the kitchen last night.


My father had an old Isuzu diesel. The glow plugs would get bad and the car would stall and take a long time to start. One day, while visiting my brother where he worked, the car wouldn't start. My brother was out there with him.

This guy tells my dad to move his POS so he could park. My dad started walking toward the gentleman and asked him to speak louder because he couldn't here him. The guy stepped out of his car and was getting ready to say something else.

My dad punched him square in the face and knocked him clean. He got back in his car and it finally started.

Don't know if the guy got started again or not.

Putting 2 and 2 together....your uncle was Joe Isuzu? Cool!

I thought that's how canada came into being. But, newts need a place to live too, eh.

CanadianBacon'd it.

From a guy I worked with who hung out with my dad.

Early 80s you had to cross the river to get to a bar that served booze. My father and co. would go there on the weekends. Something got started and was taken outside to finish. This guy goes to his car and pull a gun on my father. My father - the maniac he is - apparently head-butted the gun out of the guys hand and cleaned his clock. Then put the guys car in neutral and pushed it in said river.

HEY! What's with all this witch hatin' and all? :rolleyes:Witch hatin'? Can't you read? Nothing but Canadian hatin' going on here it seems. :p

Witch hatin'? Can't you read? Nothing but Canadian hatin' going on here it seems. :p

Nah...there's really only one Canadian I can't stand (at least that I know of). Last I heard, she was toturing audiences in Vegas with a "singing" show. Yeah, that's right...I'm talking about Celine (barf).

Considering what your posts have been like in the past, we were OK with that. :p

considering how insipid your posts have been, we wish you'd follow suit. :thumb:

^^^ Holly, that's Botto.

nah...there's really only one canadian i can't stand (at least that i know of). Last i heard, she was toturing audiences in vegas with a "singing" show. Yeah, that's right...i'm talking about celine (barf).
lol +1000000000000000000000

I was born in Maine. As close as we were to Canada, I never understood why no one in Maine liked them. I was too young.

you will all get heart attacks from our bacon, then we can take over USA.

considering how insipid your posts have been, we wish you'd follow suit. :thumb:


^^^ Holly, that's Botto.

I Lol'd

I Lol'd

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you will all get heart attacks from our bacon, then we can take over USA.

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find a new tune, fat boy.

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shhhh AEO, don't tell them the plan.

shhhh AEO, don't tell them the plan.

pfpfpfpt!
If we can eat the stuff we call bacon, and not drop dead immediately, you and your wimpy ham aint got a chance.

yes, but our bacon is soooooooo good, that you can't eat just one piece or 2 or 3 or 4 or 5

yes, but our bacon is soooooooo good, that you can't eat just one piece or 2 or 3 or 4 or 5

fail...I can damn near eat a whole pack of smoked bacon....mmmmmm.....bacon.
Canadian Bacon is good on an English muffin with an egg and cheese though.

now that's just scary stuff

now that's just scary stuff

The scary stuff is that I have 0, nada, none, zilch, as far as artery clogging. Just had an EBCT to check...the cardiologist couldn't believe it.:p

This thread took a wrong turn.


Ahhh, who am I kidding.

you're welcome.

This thread took a wrong turn.


Ahhh, who am I kidding.

that's what happens when dudes who grow goatees (http://bp2.blogger.com/_qTlqvAxPx5Q/RyLfH4RrmHI/AAAAAAAAABs/UNaeJOnPD_Y/s320-h/KT06Jan20_small.jpg) to give themselves chins, chime in.

This thread took a wrong turn.


Ahhh, who am I kidding.
Just roll with it Man.
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So my nana was in Shop N Save with her friend Edna. Nana doesn't drive - never had a license. So most of her trips out were with family or friends.

After she was done shopping she told her friend that she was going to load the car and wait for her. Edna said fine and began checking out as well. When she was done she went out to the parking lot and began walking towards her VW bug. Strangely, my Nana was not in the car. Edna got worried and started looking around. Up and down the parking lot she looked. No Nana.

Wait. There she was in an identical VW bug with groceries on her lap and a freshly lit Kent cigarette between her lips.

now that's just scary stuff

Thank you.


Oh you meant something else all together, huh?

Thank you.


Oh you meant something else all together, huh?
The other topic was high in fatty, salty goodness.

I finally saw my results from last weeks 95 mile, three mountain challenge called, "3 Mountain Madness." I was 8th place with a time of 4:54:22.73. This thing has 11,000 feet of climbing.

BF's truckin got 2nd with a time of 4:39:35.16.
102nd place had a time of 9:38:57.00. But a lot of people came to ride it casually and do their own thing.

awesome sub!

awesome sub!

Thanks. :thumb:

MST3K riff that had me spew drink from my nose:

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Dr. Blanchard (man in bow tie): "Mitchell? I, uh ... want you to regard what I'm about to say as highly confidential."
Mitchell: "Yes sir."
Mike's riff: "I'm a shemale."

First time I heard it I lost it and almost died.