Arcane1's corner of ZGeek

[Arcane1]

Feeling much better actually...

So here is something to chuckle at:

Author unknown:

Donald Rumsfeld is giving George Bush his daily briefing, and he
tells Bush, "Yesterday, 3 Brazilian soldiers were killed in Iraq."

"Oh, no!" the President exclaims. "That's terrible!"

His staff sits, stunned at this sudden display of emotion,
nervously watching as the President sits, head in hands.

Finally, the President looks up and asks, "How many is a brazillion?"

[Sagacious]

Congratulations on not dying !

hope you feel fully recovered soon.

In the meantime be burden to your children and make them wait on you hand and/or foot.

Get well soon. :sick:

[CMYK]

You get to meet nodbugger?? I SO wanted to be the one to give him an aussie hug first

He needs a good fisting, not just a hug.

[label]

He needs a good fisting, not just a hug.

Photographic evidence is essential if this takes place

[berserk]

Excursion of Nodbugger eh? That would be one Z event I'd consider taking a transcontinental flight to attend.

Merde, tiramisu is Italian.

[Arcane1]

Maybe I am over reacting here. Maybe the last couple days with a
massive data crash at a client's and no sleep is affecting me. And
granted, I am a cynic and generally don't like people. Especially
brainwashed people and more so those that use kids... So I am asking, it
is just me or is this really wrong?

I'm leaving a client's this morning, and along Touhy avenue in
Lincolnwood there is a middle school. Lincolnwood is an upper middle to
upper socio economic class area. Typical of a NW burb of Chicago,
single income, with kids, a couple SUVs and a sports car for Dad. There
are MBZ, Porsche and AUDI dealer within 3 blocks of the school and a
_very_ nice city block sized public library. The middle school is a
newly remodeled and very well appointed school.

While coming to a light in front of the school, I notice that the kids
are doing a car wash. Ok, a car wash is a typical thing. There are
kids standing at the corners with signs doing the "car wash jig" and
waving their signs to attract attention. Ok. When I stop at the light,
I find that I and the other drivers are surrounded by the kids, with
them all yelling demandingly that we get car washes or just donate money
for Katrina relief. These kids weren't asking, they were telling people
to donate. These kids were telling people to give them the change in
their cars with the caveat that "every penny helps". Light goes green,
I move on. At the end of the block, the light is again red (gives you
an idea of the school's size), and I of course have to stop.

I and the other drivers were again accosted. I had a girl of no more
than 13 standing outside my window telling me that I "had to give at
least $5 because they didn't ask to be hurt and we have to help them".
The girl on the passenger side was yelling at me that "we had to give
all we could to help them because no one else was going to".

Now I'm not about to start a political argument with a 12-14 year old
that is hyped up on whatever social activism she was fed earlier in the
day, I'm not about to be the "asshole old man" that yelled at them or
just rolled up the windows. I certainly wasn't going to give them money
and I certainly wasn't going to try to tell them that GovCo. giving the
area billions was coming out of my and their Mommy & Daddy's tax
dolllars. Fortunately the light changed, and I drove off.

I considered going to the school and trying to talk to whatever adults
were there about the kid's panhandling techniques. This being one of
those times that I had to question my perspective more than react to the
situation I simply drove home. Not my typical MO, but certainly the
least resistive path of escape. I certainly would have a fit if my kids
were doing something similar, with as little knowledge of the issue and
as little respect for others as that.

[Sagacious]

Seems to me you were overly restrained in response to the generally uninformed and overly jingoistic assault on your personal space.

I recommend you install one of these (http://edition.cnn.com/WORLD/africa/9812/11/flame.thrower.car/) and really show them who's boss at the lights.

:flame: :assfire:

[Arcane1]

Seems to me you were overly restrained in response to the generally uninformed and overly jingoistic assault on your personal space.

I recommend you install one of these (http://edition.cnn.com/WORLD/africa/9812/11/flame.thrower.car/) and really show them who's boss at the lights.

:flame: :assfire:
Trying to get me tossed in the slammer eh? That's one way to get me off ZGeek as I don't know about the internet access in prison.

[Sagacious]

Trying to get me tossed in the slammer eh? That's one way to get me off ZGeek as I don't know about the internet access in prison.
Seems to me it might qualify as justifiable homicide.

[Seeker]

Kind of quiet in here......Arcane1 where the fucks the beer man?

[johny_roberts]

Kind of quiet in here......Arcane1 where the fucks the beer man?

He is getting your sister drunk so I can take advantage of her... :D

you dirty rugby loving basterd :mad:

[Seeker]

Wondered where you got to boy.....thought you got lost in the NFL showers again.

[johny_roberts]

Wondered where you got to boy.....thought you got lost in the NFL showers again.

Fucking working my ass off this week. Have to get back to working. Next week I will never be on line all week is already booked for trainings and with that said, "i'm fucking pissed :mad: "

BEER DRINKING in 5.5 hours ....thank god

[Arcane1]

Sorry Mates, I been otherwise Occupied with Work.

Kinda' sucks.

And the way things are going at home, you only get a go at his Sister After I get her warmed up.

Cheers, the Heineken is coming at about 20:00 CST with dinner, and then some.

[Arcane1]

OK, so I'm an idiot here to start with... don't all jump up to agree please. I let my Illinois Driver's License expire, about 5 years ago. I decided last month that I should finally give in and re-enter society in that regard and get it straightened out. Well actually the plates on the Van expire in November, and if there isn't a valid DL attached to the plates they can't be renewed. Another aspect of the Patriot Act you see.

Anyway, I went to the Dept. of Motor Vehicles (DMV) and got an abstract of my record, 'cause I thought that I'd gotten a ticket for something about 4 years ago. Yep, I'd gotten a ticket for 11 over the limit, and for an expired license back in '01. No problem, right? As a matter of fact I was talking to my attorney (hands free) about clearing this all up when the woman pulled out in front of me... How's that for Irony?

I go to the Skokie Courthouse, one of 3 in Cook County, to the Clerk's office, take a number, and stand in line....

and stand...

and stand...

and stand...

until my number is called and a slow moving woman that acts as if she is doing me a favor talking to me asks what I want. She gives me a bunch of papers to fill out, tells me I have to see a Judge to Clear the Ticket, etc., etc., etc. First, I have to pay $85 to see the judge and start the process. So, I pay the $85 and go to courtroom 106, sit down, and wait to be called.

and wait...

and wait...

and wait...

Until I see the Judge. We chat, He's cool. It was late, and I was about the only one left in the courtroom. He and the bailiff and the State's Atty. were kidding the stenographer about always smiling, and she said it was part of her "smile therapy". One of the Deputies standing there made the comment that it was better than cry therapy. I get called up, and comment taht there was also a "Primal Scream Therapy" that came into being during the Pop PSychology 70's and that it would be far less fun to have her doing in the courtroom. He asked me if I was kidding, and I assured him that it was. He thought that was funny as Hell. So we chat about why I'm there, he tells me my options, and I tell him that I'll so whatever I need to resolve it, and we agree. He "bangs his gavel" and tells me to go to the cashier's office next door. I go through the door into this little room with a glass windowed cashier at the end and about 40 people standing.

and wait...

and wait...

Now here's the thing about going to a Courthouse that I have noticed: Everyone at some Point in Time has to go There. People that shouldn't be allowed to breed are there with their screaming kids, Men in suits and Briefcases, Women who look like they are charging by the hour and would be willing to do a quickie in the phone booth, Little Old Ladies clutching their handbags and teenage Gangsta' Wanna' Be's that make you want to laugh. I was wedged between the door frame and a Very Pregnant African American Woman. She had a bunch of those "Do It Yourself" tattoos, the kind that are blue and poorly drawn on herself starting from the neck and on most of her visible skin. With her were her 4 Children, two of which were jammed into a stroller, one was spitting up crap from her shoulder and the oldest child was singing "Do me baby, do me baby" while she jumped up and down. The oldest kid realize was about 5. You do the Math. I should add that the woman had a smell to her that I believe has been described by the survivors of New Orleans as "Stinking like Death, Rot, Filth and Mold with Oil and Gasoline mixed in".

So I wait, trying to breathe as shallow as possible, holding my breath in between gasps and wishing for a quick timely Death. Just How Many Diseases am I going to catch here?

It turns out that this Woman gets to the Window to pay what turns out to be her Boyfriend's Bond, and she is $7 Short... She is standing there, emmanating her UnGodly Stench, and arguing that that should be close enough through the window with the Cashier who does not find this Funny. I make my way found the still Rapping Girl, put a $10 bill in the slot and tell the Cashier that I'll cover it if she will Please let the Woman finish.

You know what? She didn't even say "Thank You"?

I pay my money and run... looking for a Vat of Disinfectant in which to douse myself.

And Guess What? This is only Part 1 of the debacle. To be continued...

[Seeker]

OOOoooooo a story! I love a good story I does.

Do you pull out your shotgun and blow the fat woman away? or sell her many wellfare checks to child slavers that just happen to be passing the court house?

[label]

I was wedged between the door frame and a Very Pregnant Black Woman and her 4 Children,
???????

[Arcane1]

???????
Ok, African American... Doesn't matter to me what color she was, she still stank and still had too many kids that were all dressed like they lived in the gutter.

[berserk]

When is the part where you have toilet sex with the pregnant mommy?

[Arcane1]

When is the part where you have toilet sex with the pregnant mommy?
You, are a sick fuck. Besides, where would the kids be?

[berserk]

You, are a sick fuck. Besides, where would the kids be?
The annoying older kiddy would be taking care of the other three just outside the toilet door while you do the sweaty. Then some good samaritan will ask the kiddy where is mommy...

Every author knows (or should) that sex is an intergral part of the story. No sex, no reader.

[Arcane1]

The annoying older kiddy would be taking care of the other three just outside the toilet door while you do the sweaty. Then some good samaritan will ask the kiddy where is mommy...

Every author knows (or should) that sex is an intergral part of the story. No sex, no reader.
Ahhh, yes, I agree there. However, If I am going to be keeping my commentaries true to fact and reality, then loose wanton sex with strangers in Courthouse toilets may not be included in the near future. I can guarantee you that applies especially with this walking specimen of human excrement. Not that I have been known to be all that picky in my past, but I've never sunken to that level.

[johny_roberts]

OOOoooooo a story! I love a good story I does.

Do you pull out your shotgun and blow the fat woman away? or sell her many wellfare checks to child slavers that just happen to be passing the court house?

I bet for the ten bucks she let Arcane1 eat her out :w00t:

[Arcane1]

I bet for the ten bucks she let Arcane1 eat her out :w00t:

Listen to the East JR... that sound you hear? Retching... massive, gut splitting projectile vomiting.

Duck, it's coming your way.

[fenderbasher]

Yeah! We have a vomit tsunami coming our way!!

[Arcane1]

You'd think that for all the damn universe and planet creating that the so called "God" did, he could have done a better job on a few things.

I'm sitting here on the floor, next to my best friend of 16 years. I can't think of many people that I have known that long. I know I can't think of any person that I trust as much. I can't imagine having someone by my side day in and out, and maybe a few weeks total that we've been apart.

At 16, he is old. And he is tired. His back legs and hips are arthritic, yet his eyes still gleam. He is deaf as a post, yet his ears still dart up and look to where he hears or feels someone coming. Today though, he couldn't do it. He couldn't get up, and frustrated, he seems to have given up.

He's asleep now, his head on my leg, snoring like always, that slow droning sound that I have slept to for a lifetime it seems.

:(

[Al]

You'd think that for all the damn universe and planet creating that the so called "God" did, he could have done a better job on a few things.

I'm sitting here on the floor, next to my best friend of 16 years. I can't think of many people that I have known that long. I know I can't think of any person that I trust as much. I can't imagine having someone by my side day in and out, and maybe a few weeks total that we've been apart.

At 16, he is old. And he is tired. His back legs and hips are arthritic, yet his eyes still gleam. He is deaf as a post, yet his ears still dart up and look to where he hears or feels someone coming. Today though, he couldn't do it. He couldn't get up, and frustrated, he seems to have given up.

He's asleep now, his head on my leg, snoring like always, that slow droning sound that I have slept to for a lifetime it seems.

:(
Big sympathy dude, losing a pet is harder than losing people sometimes.

[Sagacious]

sorry to hear your sad news mate

[Seeker]

So close to something that many decree as nothing makes a person better....stronger than those that feel they are lower than we.

They have a loyalty we could never fathom.

A trust we I doubt shall never understand.

How sad for us.

How lucky for you to have found the connection.

Arcane1

[Arcane1]

He got up about 2am, and made it across the kitchen. In his typical stubborn way he dragged his ass in here to where I am sitting, since it pisses him off to be in a different room. Ok, it annoys me too, but I wanted to make him move some. It was a horrid shock to me to see him down like that, this is someone that has moved and done things that would amaze even a dog lover.

My Vet is working with my on a new anti-inflamatory/pain med that she thinks will help. It is a people drug, so shes calling it in this morning. Im doing accupuncture with electro-stim trying to keep the back muscles strong.

But I know, when the light in his eyes goes out, when he tells me "no more" that it is time.

If there is any Justice or Honor in this Life, then the fact that I have been allowed to have him as a friend and companion for so long makes it all good.

When he was just a pup, I bought a English-German dictionary and spent days searching for his name. The most fitting I could find was Schon, which means "fine or handsome". He has lived up to that immensely.

[gunsella]

hey arcane1. give schon my best. and my best go to you too. it was nice to catch up with you while i was away.
thanks dude.

[johny_roberts]

Sorry to hear that Arcane1 that has to be one of the worst things to happen to a dog. Hope all goes well....

[label]

My sypathies arcane, the loss of anyone dear is hard

[FrenchSpyMonkey]

Hey Arcane1

I had nearly forgotten about your little corner.

I'm sorry to hear about your buddy Schon mate. My best friend growing up was my big Rottie: Kaiser. I remember when Kaiser died i was upset and my mother told me that, unlike us, dogs are blissfully ignorant of so much that worries us. This, she told me, is why they can love and trust so unconditionally and also why they can be at peace when they die.
As a kid that did make me feel better but lets face it, grieving is a selfish process so i hope you're not too lost without him :)

[fenderbasher]

Hey buddy, you already know what I went through recently; of course I can sympathize with your situation. Take care and hang in there...

[Haggisboy]

Reading about your dog rekindled the memory of a great story I read in a local paper many years ago. It was so good I've kept a photocopy ever since. It's the product of a British Columbia writer named Jack Nittel. I felt obliged to go to the trouble of re-typing the whole thing so I could post it. I had tears streaming down my face as I did so. My thoughts are with you, buddy.
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MANSONS LANDING, B.C. - He was just a dog, a 16 year-old Golden Retriever named Nugget, and late last summer he got up from his place in the shade, took two steps and then his legs crumpled beneath him.

He lay there, his head was up, but it swayed back and forth and his eyes were absent, glazed and when I knelt beside him he did not recognize me, not even know that I was there.

I carried him to his blanket, where he stayed the night and in the morning I put in the back of the pickup truck and drove to town. The vet came out to the truck and checked him over and told me what I already expected: heart attack, some brain damage, doubtful he’ll ever walk again.

The vet said he would put him down quickly and painlessly. I asked if he had a pill I could give him so that I could take him home with me and put him down myself.

I had made a promise. When the hair around his muzzle began to turn grey, I said to him, and myself, that he would not die in a strange room with the smell of antiseptic and sick animals, and the sound of frightened barking.

A stranger would not ease his passing. I wanted to spend some time with him yet, and I wanted him to die under a clear blue sky, with the small of the ocean and the forest around him. The vet told me it would be best if he did it. He didn’t have a pill he could give me.

I told him I would think about it, and I did, and then I drove back home. I rowed Nugget out to a small camp we kept along the beach and stayed with him that night. I fed him liver and a pint of cream and the light from the campfire made his coat gleam the color of spun gold.

I talked to him, remembering the years we had been living together, the things we shared. Like a compact car for two months as I drove from town to town looking for a job. When we slept, he had the front seat; I had the back.

The walks we took every day together, and the time he ran away from me when, burdened with work, I ignored him and left him tied to his doghouse for a week.

Hunting season on the Prairies, where he would push through brambles and rough, uneven ground to flush a pheasant, then look at me with tired resignation when I missed the shot.

All of it, our life together for 16 years.

Some of those years he was the only companion I had. I whispered deep into the warm dog smell of his ear, “You’re a good dog, Nugget. The best… the best!”

We were going to spend part of the fall hiking through the virgin forests of the Stein Valley in southwestern B.C. All spring and summer I had murmured to him in quiet moments, “The Stein, Nugget! The Stein!”

I knew that after a while whenever I whispered the name of this by now mythical valley, he conjured up visions of long walking trails dappled in shade through the high stands of cedar and fir. Open meadows and cool-drinking streams and his share of rainbow trout eaten by the light of the cooking fire. Deep wood dreams and the scents of wild country.

Often, I imagined th moment when, after a day’s drive, I would drop the tailgate of the truck at the head of the valley and shout to him, “This is it, Nugget. The Stein!” And his body would come alive, and his senses quiver. He would bark with the joy of it.

A million stars crowded the wide black sky when I climbed, exhausted, into my hammock and fell into a deep and dreamless sleep. I woke early with the sun rising over a small island to the east. I looked through the webbing of the hammock to the spot by the fire-pit where Nugget had fallen asleep.

He wasn’t there and I was halfway out of the hammock before I saw by the markings in the sand that he had crawled, inch by inch, to a spot directly below me. It was his usual sleeping place whenever we slept outdoors, as close to me as he could get.

I reached down and ran my hand over his still body, half hoping, yet fearing what had passed in the night. He opened his eyes, lifted his head and sniffed my hand. His tail thumped weakly against the ground.

I got up and walked down the beach and built a small platform out of driftwood below the high tide line. I gathered kindling and dry seaweed and larger sticks. I came back to the camp, picked him up and carried him awkwardly – he was a big, heavy dog and his stiffness and immobility made it difficult to grip him properly – over the rocks and driftwood to the platform.

I laid him out and arranged his legs so he could keep his body straight and his head up. He was nervous, his eyes were wide and his body shook. I sat with him, stroking his broad head until he was calm.

The sky was blue and cloudless, the morning still: a seagull squawk and the murmur of receding tide, but that was all. A soft wind carried with it the smell of kelp and sea. I could see two dogs, belonging to some neighbors, walking along the beach towards us.

I pulled myself away from him and walked to a large boulder where the rifle lay. I loaded it with stiff, awkward fingers. My eyes were filmed with tears and my breath was shallow, my throat tight. I stopped for a moment, took several deep breaths and then walked to the platform.

I leaned down close to him and said “What’s that?” It was a game we played – it was my way of telling him to pay attention, that there was something about he had missed: a squirrel to chase up a tree, another dog on his turf, or a beaver to chase around a moonlit lake.

I pointed out to the water and his ears perked up and he scanned the broad morning swells for the telltale ripples of a sea otter. I think he knew what I had to do, and he played his part to the last. I put the muzzle of the rifle to the back of his head and pulled the trigger.

The shot, loud and final, boomed across the water and echoed back to me. Once, twice, fading until only the stillness remained. At the shot, Nugget collapsed on his side, his jaw opened and his tongue lolled out. His head hung loosely over the edge of the platform.

Moments later, in the quiet, a stream of deep, red blood pooled in the rocks below him. I knelt beside his body, placed my hand on his chest, and felt the beat of his heart grow weaker to the last pulse, and then he was still.

[Seeker]

Haggis you bastard......my day has been crap all day.....now it is total crap.

[TheMightyPhill]

That shit is sad :(

[Arcane1]

Reading about your dog rekindled the memory of a great story I read in a local paper many years ago. It was so good I've kept a photocopy ever since. It's the product of a British Columbia writer named Jack Nittel. I felt obliged to go to the trouble of re-typing the whole thing so I could post it. I had tears streaming down my face as I did so. My thoughts are with you, buddy.
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That is how you repay loyalty to a best friend... with dignity.

Schon and I have been through a lot, an immense lot of good and bad. When I left my first wife, he and a trash bag of clothes are all I took. When I slept on the plywood floor at the Shop, he was right next to me. When I was held up at gunpoint in S. Chicago, I know that had I let him he would have gone through the van's side glass to kill the man, but I'd rather have taken the bullet than let him, and besides, all I had was $7.

There is good news here...

My vet prescribed a people drug called Tramadol for him. It is a non-opiate synthetic drug that behaves like an opiate and blocks the mu-pain receptors. That and another anti-inflamatory for the arthritis is helping him greatly. The amount of testing and trials on this routine is minimal for dogs, and less for cats, however the side effects cannot in any way be worse than not trying. We just spent a bit outside in the sun, walking around the yard sniffing and peeing on stuff. He won't get up to go outside with the subtle hand gesture that we know (he's been deaf as a post for about 2 years), I have to get his lead. On lead, he knows that he is "on duty" and it changes his attitude totally. While I let him do the leading around the yard, by the time I was trying to get him back to the house he couldn't get any further so I carried him.

He is so stubborn and insistant on doing and being how is wants to be, how we always have been, that he ignores his physical issues until beyond reason. The "funny" thing here is that anyone that has ever know us, and especially my family make the same comments... "Just like his Dad", which means that I am even grumpier and more set in my ways than he. Maybe that is why we've been together so long.

There is a lot I'd like to tell anyone that is willing to read about him, and about Hilde too. Hilde passed away last year at the end of November. She was 12, and had the canine equivalent of MS. She was a Sweetie, and loved everyone after Schon initially cleared them. They were a Helluva team, and he took a long time, if ever, to get over her passing.

The reason that I haven't been posting much is that I'm trying to spend as much time with him as I can.

Thank you all.

[Arcane1]

Taken about 1998, Schon
http://home.speedsite.com/scottl/schon.jpg

[Seeker]

Shepards rock, I had one as a boy. Very protective and very loving.

[Conny!]

Sorry for what your going through dude.

I grew up in a farm environment where we had many loyal pets. I still have strange feelings for a collie(like Lassie) that was killed when i was very young. I have seen photos of myself with him but i have no memory of him, yet i still feel sorrow when i think of him.

I've seen many dogs come down with arthritis, its weird how farm dogs work all day yet somehow manage to live past 16. My uncle has a kelpie that is over 16 and still works hard.

But i feel for you. My sister now has an RSPCA mongrel that we are pretty sure was from a bad home as his tail is all bent up and he took awhile to get used to use. But now he is a 3 year old pup. Best dog anyone could wish for. But being a mongrel and not of pure breeding he is already showing sign of arthritis, which hits hard because he is an awesome dog.

Anyway, be there for your mate and good luck with that medication, i'll have to tell my sister about that gear.

Keep happy, it looks like you have many good memories to keep you going.

[Haggisboy]

Life's a bitch sometimes. I love dogs yet because I live alone, frequently work long hours, and live in an apartment, I really couldn't have a dog (not to mention they are forbidden by my building's landlord). And yet, I absolutely love dogs.

Yet my sister, who has a house and none of these constraints, has an affinity for itsy bitsy tiny dogs that a cat could punk out.

I mean seriously. If you're going to get a dog, get something substantive. Something with size, personality, and some woof in it's bark. Not a glorified squeek toy. Get a retriever, a boxer, a mastiff, a collie, a shepherd. Hell, if you must get a small dog, get a bulldog or even a pug (no suckup to Dwarfthrower going on here). Shit, at the very least, if you MUST get a small dog, get a Jack Russell.

Yet so many people out there get these little Shitzus or Poodles or other such things. And put ribbons in their hair, no less.

For fuck's sake!

I really feel sorry when I see some big burly guy out walking some shitty little squeek toy. You know the guy's completely pussy whipped. Whenever I see that I mutter to myself, "the sex better be awesome bud."

[Arcane1]

Wait a minute,
the person you just walked by.
You know, that person that you see every day.
That friend, lover, parent or sibling.
The one that some days you may hate
and some days you may love.
Yeah, that one.
Stop. Pause. Take a moment. Tell them.
They may still be there tomorrow,
but today won't be.
You only get this chance one time,
then it is lost forever.
It is always time to thank them
for being a friend, a lover, a partner.
It is always a good time to remind them,
that you appreciate their being here.
There is never enough time to remind yourself
that they may not be tomorrow.
And if they are still here tomorrow,
be even more thankful.
So stop. Take a moment. Tell them.

[Arcane1]

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[rbranson]

So I pull up to my regular Starbucks for my daily coffee and watch a guy in a nice new Black Mercedes Coupe, AMG version (license plate "EXCLUSIV") swing into and park in the handicapped spot that is right in front of the door. He looks like one of those spiffy little twits, and leaves the girly in the car, and goes into the store.

I walk in behind him, and say "Hey, Dude, that's a handicapped spot". "Yeah, so? What do you care?" is his polite reply. I tell him that it isn't nice to park in a handicapped spot, as someone that needs it might come along. He tells me that he couldn't give a shit. "OK, look, move it, or I'll just go park you in and call the cops, let them deal with you. You do realize that the fines went up to $250 right?" He tells me to fuck off.

I have been driving my wife's Honda lately, not my van, but I was able to get the passenger door right up against the back bumper, call the cops and then call into the Starbucks to ask if they'd bring my coffee out to me. "No problem" they tell me, as we have done this before. I tried to take a pic of the MBZ through the pass side, but the damn camera's batteries were flat. It was a cool shot.

Within 5 minutes the cop was there, I moved, and last I heard the cop was ripping him a new rectum.

Justice is served

(And today, my T-Shirt says "Pissing off the Whole Planet, one person at a time)

Nicely done.

The only problem with citizens' arrests, is that you don't know if you are dealing with an armed wackjob.

Lots of people have been shot and killed for far less a gesture than you have performed. I fully agree about helping the handicapped but your life is not worth the risk you took, in my view. There are many less confrontational and just as rewarding ways to help out the physically-challenged -- I would encourage you to pursue those and keep yourself safe.

An empty handicapped spot and you no longer being around, is not a great option. :pimp:

[Arcane1]

Nicely done.

The only problem with citizens' arrests, is that you don't know if you are dealing with an armed wackjob.

Lots of people have been shot and killed for far less a gesture than you have performed. I fully agree about helping the handicapped but your life is not worth the risk you took, in my view. There are many less confrontational and just as rewarding ways to help out the physically-challenged -- I would encourage you to pursue those and keep yourself safe.

An empty handicapped spot and you no longer being around, is not a great option. :pimp:
Your comments are quite similar to those that my wife has made, however yours are put much more nicely. I would be a fool to disagree with either of you, and the above mentioned incident was one of many, a few of which got pretty out of control. The funny thing that I have observed about people that know they are wrong, but are too arrogant to admit it, is that they also seem to be the ones that will scream and yell and threaten as an alternative to using intelligence. My supposition is that those people are also the ones least likely to really do something, since someone that was really going to retaliate wouldn't talk about it or yell, they'd just do it. The flip side of that argument (and my wife really hates this one) is that shy of killing me, I heal. I've been beaten up before, and aside from a few scars have healed well.

All of that rational, intellectual, pop-psychology crap aside, I have a difficult time walking away from a situation that I know is morally wrong. There are far too many stories and instances where someone was raped or killed in broad daylight and the group of people surrounding refused to react. My figuring is that I can only control my own behaviors, and set an example in the hopes that others might do so also or that fear of others doing so will cause the people that behave stupidly to think twice.

[rbranson]

Your comments are quite similar to those that my wife has made, however yours are put much more nicely. I would be a fool to disagree with either of you, and the above mentioned incident was one of many, a few of which got pretty out of control. The funny thing that I have observed about people that know they are wrong, but are too arrogant to admit it, is that they also seem to be the ones that will scream and yell and threaten as an alternative to using intelligence. My supposition is that those people are also the ones least likely to really do something, since someone that was really going to retaliate wouldn't talk about it or yell, they'd just do it. The flip side of that argument (and my wife really hates this one) is that shy of killing me, I heal. I've been beaten up before, and aside from a few scars have healed well.

All of that rational, intellectual, pop-psychology crap aside, I have a difficult time walking away from a situation that I know is morally wrong. There are far too many stories and instances where someone was raped or killed in broad daylight and the group of people surrounding refused to react. My figuring is that I can only control my own behaviors, and set an example in the hopes that others might do so also or that fear of others doing so will cause the people that behave stupidly to think twice.

If you have so much difficulty walking away from situations, and since you have your heart in the right place when it comes to helping those in need, then law enforcement might just be your calling.

Think about it -- why put yourself on the line like you do, without at least having more control of the situation, other than guessing probable or possible reactions based on the personality profile of an offending individual that you have sketched in your mind within a few seconds? Law enforcement experts are trained to act and react in such situations -- you are just one well-meaning guy, who I am guessing does not have particular law enforcement training.

I have had the opportunity to speak at length with a cop who is a black belt in tae kwon do (6th dan) and who has viewed tons of videos shot from police cruisers, where a cop was felled by a bullet or further to a confrontation. Yup, even the experts do get it wrong. He told me that you should never put yourself at the mercy of a potential assailant or a situation. He teaches cops to back off and not try to play the hero. And, to always find a way out, especially if an individual is trying to invade your space or is moving towards you. He teaches them to run away if they have to, and get back-up.

The rationale is simple -- if you wrestle a guy who has a gun, and you manage to neutralize him -- you don't know if he has another gun on him, or a weapon hidden somewhere else. If you have a confrontation with anyone, you don't know WHAT they are carrying. You cannot afford to find out. Which is why cops will beat an offender on their own terms -- when they have control of a situation.

And clearly, by aggressively intervening and creating confrontation as you describe, the odds are that eventually you will encounter a trigger-happy idiot whose better judgment will be tossed out the time it takes to pull a trigger.

By intervening in the way you have, you not only risk breaking the law, but you could also find yourself at the losing end of a civil lawsuit. What if you used excessive force in trying to get someone to obey regulations?

The opposite is true as well -- I remember a security guard who suffered permanent spinal damage on account of trying to restrain an intruder in an office building. The guy winced and cried when he told how he couldn't lift anything, or bend over. It pained him even more when he couldn't hold his little boy, or even crouch to play with him. There he was stuck in a hospital bed, undergoing yet another operation and months of convalescence, with little chance of improvement. He had been undergoing treatment and operations for 8 years at the time I was talking to him (edit: forgot to add that his revenue stream had dried up as he was fighting his disability insurer which repeatedly and significatnly reduced the coverage previously afforded to him).

Is it worth risking your life/health over? Think about your wife and your loved ones -- they are far more important than you putting yourself on the line the way you have.

The best option in my opinion, is to take pictures, gather evidence and get the guy on your own terms, as long as none of it involves putting yourself on the line. Which also means protecting your anonymity and that of your family, in the event that the wackjob you are trying to render accountable, decides to get you back.

End of rant. :elefant:

[Arcane1]

Nothing like having a guy who has a mouse eared dancing nippled boobie as an avatar talk sense to you.

:hit:

In reality though, at 40 I'd be a bit old to start a career in Crimefighting.

[Reprobate]

I once was verbally abused by a fuckwit in a work van because I (legitimately) pulled into a parking space that he wanted to use.

There was like 4 other vacant spots within spitting distance.

He parked two spots up from me. When I got out he STILL kept up the tirade.

When I got back from doing what I had to do I had a look at his numberplate. He too was heading back to his vehicle and saw me looking and went off his nut again.

I walked up to him, which unnerved him, even though he was bigger than I. I looked at him for a few moments then pointed at the ground where my vehicle had parked. "I don't see your name written there".

He wasn't sure what to say, so he went back into barking idiot mode. Then switched off and went back to his van.

I went home and wrote a letter to his place of work informing them of their nutcase employee. I gave the numberplate, the place, and the time. (I didn't use my name, and my address was my PO Box).

I heard back from them. They didn't go into detail about what happened with the employee but they apologised for his actions.

I doubt he got sacked, but I dare say it went on his record. And he would have had an uncomfortable time sitting in his bosses office trying to explain himself.

My reaction had a far greater effect than his action. And if he ever crosses swords with another person like me who writes a letter of complaint it'll be the straw that breaks the camels back.

[rbranson]

Nothing like having a guy who has a mouse eared dancing nippled boobie as an avatar talk sense to you.

:hit:

In reality though, at 40 I'd be a bit old to start a career in Crimefighting.

In that case, no sense engaging in Crimefighting as a hobby, either.

Your flawed perception was triggered by the nipple avatar -- just like it might be falsely triggered by the boobs you keep trying to call to order.

If anything from the above posts has registered, we might actually be able to plan on reading you for a few more years. :pimp:

[rbranson]

I once was verbally abused by a fuckwit in a work van because I (legitimately) pulled into a parking space that he wanted to use.

There was like 4 other vacant spots within spitting distance.

He parked two spots up from me. When I got out he STILL kept up the tirade.

When I got back from doing what I had to do I had a look at his numberplate. He too was heading back to his vehicle and saw me looking and went off his nut again.

I walked up to him, which unnerved him, even though he was bigger than I. I looked at him for a few moments then pointed at the ground where my vehicle had parked. "I don't see your name written there".

He wasn't sure what to say, so he went back into barking idiot mode. Then switched off and went back to his van.

I went home and wrote a letter to his place of work informing them of their nutcase employee. I gave the numberplate, the place, and the time. (I didn't use my name, and my address was my PO Box).

I heard back from them. They didn't go into detail about what happened with the employee but they apologised for his actions.

I doubt he got sacked, but I dare say it went on his record. And he would have had an uncomfortable time sitting in his bosses office trying to explain himself.

My reaction had a far greater effect than his action. And if he ever crosses swords with another person like me who writes a letter of complaint it'll be the straw that breaks the camels back.

It's ONE incident where it worked out fine for you.

Take the same situation, replace with a different fuckwit, and you might be picking up pieces of your brain, JFK-mortorcade-style.

It's just not worth it.

While the fuckwit is screaming, just walk away and avoid eye contact. He'll have to find something else to bitch about and by that time, you will have made your exit.

[Haggisboy]

I'm one of those folks that could just as easily incur your wrath, or a pat on the back, or be one of those wack jobs who takes you down. I've been on all sides of the issue.

A couple of years back I stopped in at a local grocery store to pick up a few items. I had them in one of those little ghey hand held baskets. It wasn't much. I went to the express check out line and as I was piling my stuff on the belt, this loud mouthed broad behind me started giving me royal shit because I was two or three items over the limit of 8 items or less - and we're talking shit like cans of tuna and a loaf of bread here.

Big time royal shit. Hands on the hips, swagger in the upper body, and loud too.

She got a "hey lady, go fuck yourself" back. I had the cashier cracking up.

Clearly I was wrong. I WAS three items over the limit, but don't ever try and pull that vigilante shit on me. Now, if I had a whole cart of a weeks worth of groceries it would be a different story. Then I'd deserve it.

Another time I was driving through a grocery store parking lot (notice a pattern here?) and failed to notice a pedestrian as I was driving through the lot's crosswalk. I only saw her as I was 3/4 past her as she stepped out of the way.

I parked the car and began walking into the store, only to have her come up to me and give me shit for not yielding for her at the crosswalk.

I told her she was absolutely right and apologised saying I honestly didn't see her and would make it a point to be more diligent. I couldn't defend my actions. She was right and I was wrong. Plus, she could have gotten hurt.

Regarding the handicapped parking issue, a local movie theatre on a sprawling lot has scrupulously devoted a percentage of it's parking spaces to the handicapped. And, as per regulations, they are all in sweet proximity to the theatre entrance. Only thing is, we're not talking about your typical handful of handicapped spots. The place has enough for an entire army of Jerry's kids in SUVs to pull up and have a car rally. I kid you not, there's at least 20 of them in one pocket near where I usually park. What's more, they're always all empty. I go there most weekends to take in flicks and out of 10 times I've only seen a single car parked in one of the spots once.

Needless to say, it is tempting.

[Arcane1]

In that case, no sense engaging in Crimefighting as a hobby, either.

Your flawed perception was triggered by the nipple avatar -- just like it might be falsely triggered by the boobs you keep trying to call to order.

If anything from the above posts has registered, we might actually be able to plan on reading you for a few more years. :pimp:
Would you please STOP MAKING SENSE? I agree, and really have no intents on getting killed or maimed anytime soon.

I hate it when that happens... Oh, and how is my perception flawed by the avatar?

[rbranson]

Would you please STOP MAKING SENSE? I agree, and really have no intents on getting killed or maimed anytime soon.

I hate it when that happens... Oh, and how is my perception flawed by the avatar?



Just being facetious. :D

[Arcane1]

Today at about 7am Supreme Court Justice wanna' be Miers withdrew her nomination for the position of Supreme COurt Justice. She said that she didnt want to be a burden" on the Bush presidency. Of course she still retains her position as Bush's personal counsel.

Next?

[d3kst3r]

"Get in the fucking corner! Oh wait...."

Nice place you got here btw.

[rbranson]

Today at about 7am Supreme Court Justice wanna' be Miers withdrew her nomination for the position of Supreme COurt Justice. She said that she didnt want to be a burden" on the Bush presidency. Of course she still retains her position as Bush's personal counsel.

Next?

There goes half of Bill Maher's material.

Have you caught his show last week -- I don't think I have ever heard him be as scathing and nasty about anyone, as much as he was with Miers.

[d3kst3r]

Today at about 7am Supreme Court Justice wanna' be Miers withdrew her nomination for the position of Supreme COurt Justice. She said that she didnt want to be a burden" on the Bush presidency. Of course she still retains her position as Bush's personal counsel.

Next?

lol even Bush's own people think that working for him is retarded. Remember when Colin Powell tried to quite after feeling guilt over lying about WMDs?

[ewe2]

Damn, she withdrew after all. I was hoping they would be silly enough to front up to Congress but nooooo, they've bottled it. This isn't looking good for Rove or Libby who might as well fall on their swords now.

[Arcane1]

Damn, she withdrew after all. I was hoping they would be silly enough to front up to Congress but nooooo, they've bottled it. This isn't looking good for Rove or Libby who might as well fall on their swords now.
The whole matter of "Executive Privelege" in keeping her work from any of Congress' eyes was the issue. Of course GW thought that everyone should just "take his word" for it that she was a qualified candidate that would make a great jurist. Uh huh, like we should all take his word about WMDs in Iraq and that "anyone who leaks info will be fired". Bush's attempt at pushing Miers down Congress' throat went about as well as fisting a penguin.

I doubt that Rove or "scooter" Libby will ever see conviction. Fitzgerald does indeed have the balls to prosecute, but convicting them against the White House's defense will be damn hard. I'd bet that we will sooner see Bush admitting to being a lying fuckwit before we see Rove admit to wrongdoing.

[ewe2]

From what I hear it isn't just an executive privilege issue, but an executive power issue period. It's ironic to see how Senators and Congressmen swing into action to protect their power considering how keen they are to usurp it otherwise, especially Bush's own party :)

No, I do not think they'll be prosecuted, but if this isn't a prime opportunity for Washington to rid itself of Rove, I don't know what is. That poppy wants lopping bad.

[excalibur]

Does executive privelege mean that's thay are first in line for the Bill Clinton style affair if bushy want's one?

[Arcane1]

From what I hear it isn't just an executive privilege issue, but an executive power issue period. It's ironic to see how Senators and Congressmen swing into action to protect their power considering how keen they are to usurp it otherwise, especially Bush's own party :)

No, I do not think they'll be prosecuted, but if this isn't a prime opportunity for Washington to rid itself of Rove, I don't know what is. That poppy wants lopping bad.
Technically, the Executive Privileg issue is where the internal affairs of the White House don't have to be released to anyone. Of course this sounds rather un-democratic I agree. The degree to which info is witheld is up to the Administration.

Thus, as you say it becomes a "Power Issue" since GW seems to like to be Big Man and play games.

I honestly think that getting rid of Rove would be best accomplished by getting rid of the whole lot of them at once, starting with Bush and working down through the chain of command. Unfortunately with Cheney always in some "secure and remote location" even the most effective of methods would leave him still breathing.

Does executive privelege mean that's thay are first in line for the Bill Clinton style affair if bushy want's one?

To my knowledge Monica is no longer in DC. I'd also bet that her Presidential Blow Job days are finished. After being know as the Cunt that sucked the Clinton I'd bet she even has a difficult time getting dates since all they'd want to do is be able to say that they got blown by the dumbest bitch to suck off the presidency.

That, and we all know from the remains on the dress that she spits.

[ewe2]

Ironic that Starr was a political tool and Fitzgerald is apparently neutral. The media are getting nervous, with some extraordinary goings-on between the NYT and Miller.

I should mention that Tom DeLay is on the block too, and that took some doing. He's very dangerous, knows where too many skeletions are, and is likely to take all and sundry down with him.

Fasten your seatbelts. It's going to be a bumpy end-of-term.

[Arcane1]

Ironic that Starr was a political tool and Fitzgerald is apparently neutral. The media are getting nervous, with some extraordinary goings-on between the NYT and Miller.

I should mention that Tom DeLay is on the block too, and that took some doing. He's very dangerous, knows where too many skeletions are, and is likely to take all and sundry down with him.

Fasten your seatbelts. It's going to be a bumpy end-of-term.
Fitzgerald is not only nuetral, he appears to be uncorruptable and so far no one has managed to intimidate him. He has brought the pressure to bear on the Chicago Machine so hard that most all of Daley's cronies have quit or been indicted. The Man is a modern day Unctouchable.

[rbranson]

So I pull up to my regular Starbucks for my daily coffee and watch a guy in a nice new Black Mercedes Coupe, AMG version (license plate "EXCLUSIV") swing into and park in the handicapped spot that is right in front of the door. He looks like one of those spiffy little twits, and leaves the girly in the car, and goes into the store.

I walk in behind him, and say "Hey, Dude, that's a handicapped spot". "Yeah, so? What do you care?" is his polite reply. I tell him that it isn't nice to park in a handicapped spot, as someone that needs it might come along.

This just in.

Here's what the Spiffy Twit in the Black Mercedes knew but didn't tell you.

The handicapped guy who could have gotten the parking spot but didn't, and for whom you risked yourself for, well ... he had another means of transportation.


http://www.muyzorras.com/novedades3/humor_depravado/muyzorras_humor_depravado001.jpg

:elefant:

[Arcane1]

This just in.

Here's what the Spiffy Twit in the Black Mercedes knew but didn't tell you.

The handicapped guy who could have gotten the parking spot but didn't, and for whom you risked yourself for, well ... he had another means of transportation.


http://www.muyzorras.com/novedades3/humor_depravado/muyzorras_humor_depravado001.jpg

:elefant:
This is a Formal Request for Everyone that sees this post to +REP the living daylights out of RBranson for the above pic.

Thank You,

Arcane1

[Arcane1]

This thread just posted by Pirate HERE (http://forum.zgeek.com/showthread.php?t=42665) reminded me of something...

In High School, before all of the sports events, the Marching Band would go tromping up and down the hallways blasting their horns and banging their drums and making all sorts of God Forsaken noise. There are few things that I dislike more than most sports. Being irritated by the "bandies" was one of them. Having to hear all the noise was another. Then, to make all the insult stick even harder than a non-lubricated broomstick up the bum they would try to make us sing the school "fight song". Personall, I just wanted them to all fuck off and let me get back to whatever book I was reading that day or project I was working on.

My Father had moved a company into a new building and I was allowed to play with and or collect whatever leftovers were there from the previous tenant. They did something with printing and large presses, and large ink mixing machines. There were boxes and boxes of these 3/4 inch (about 2cm) glass marbles that were used to mix the ink pigments from the bottom, and I had of course collected quite a few in the garage at home.

So it was homecoming... I loaded a tall thin box with a LOT of these marbles. The box was about 8" x 8" x 24" tall, and the end was hinged. I propped it into the locker, pulled the bottom out, shutting the door against it. The door was wedged against the frame with a piece of wet felt, so that as the felt dried, it shrunk up and the door got looser in the frame.

Of course when the Marching Band came down the hall, stomping and banging merrily away the vibrations were more than enough to spring the door open and dump a couple thousand marbles on the tile floor...

Pandemonium ensued.

I was a terrible, terrible child. :elefant:

[rbranson]

That was a great stunt. Reminds me of a few stories of my own.

At my high school, they had installed new lockers. The inside of the doors of the lockers had a circle that was machined in, but not popped out -- it was the size of a quarter. Someone figured out that if you would wedge it out, you could use it in machines that took quarters or public phones, and you would get change back.

Of course, everybody got in on it and wedged out all the round metal pieces from each locker.

Then, someone else discovered that rows upon rows of lockers had not been anchored properly to the ground. All it took was for a group of guys to tilt the first row, and down it came on the second, the second brought down the third, and a domino effect ensued until the last row of lockers collapsed. As the lockers were falling over, you could see panicked students darting out from between the rows of lockers, as they heard the impending noise of a falling row of lockers come closer and closer toward them. Some were screaming, as the booming sound of falling lockers was echoing about. Luckily, no one got hurt.

It wasn't enough. There was a public pool not far from our high school. And for some odd reason, a big container truck was parked a few feet away from the outside fence of the pool. It was late at night, the area was barely lit, so one student and his buddies decide to try and get the truck doors to open. They find a way, and they soon get into the container area.

To their dismay, they discover bags upon bags of frozen peas.

That's it, frozen peas. What are a bunch of teenagers going to do with goddamn frozen peas?

So the guy and his buddies decided to form a chain, a few of them hopping over the fence leading to the public pool and ... they proceeded to dump the contents of the truck into the pool. It took them a few hours but eventually, they managed to dump all of the truck's contents.

In the morning, a crew of public workers had been dispatched to empty the pool. Once the pool had been drained, several workers could be heard swearing, as they shovelled peas from inside the pool, out to ground level, piling the stuff. What an uncanny sight.

Needless to say, it became a legendary moment that made the rounds many times over -- a high school friend of mine still reminds me of the story whenever I see him.

[rbranson]

This thread just posted by Pirate HERE (http://forum.zgeek.com/showthread.php?t=42665)
I was a terrible, terrible child. :elefant:

One of our favorite pranks when we were kids, was to fill a bag with excrement and paper, douse it with gas, and place it in front of a neighbor's home.

We'd put a match to it, ring the doorbell and run off.

From a safe location, we would watch the poor sap furiously step on the bag as he tried to put the fire out, and end up with rubbery excrement ornating his shoes.

Another trick was organizing guerrilla doorbell attacks against neighbors who were real fuckwits.

We used to call taxis, pizza delivery, chicken bbq and any other take-outs you can think of, all at the same time (in those days, no one had caller-ID) and get all of them to show up more or less around the same time frame. The toughest part when you were 10 years old, was trying to pull the impression of an adult voice when calling on the different delivery outfits. But, if you managed to fool one, you pretty much knew how to get the others -- they all operated in the most simpleton of ways.

And then of course, when the parade of taxis and take-outs showed up in front of the neighbor's door, we peeked through the corner of a window, and split a gut. The best part was watching the neighbor arguing with several of them at the same time.

Not very noice, I know. But at least no one got hurt.

[Sagacious]

If you treat Iodine with Nitric Acid the resulting sludge at the bottom of the reaction vessel is a compound called Nitrogen Triiodide.

The sludge can be easily painted onto any surface and dries a dark purple/greenish colour.

Turns out that when dry Nitrogen Triiodide is very unstable and explodes when subjected to contact pressure. It goes of with a kind of snap rather than a bang but is very effective at scaring the wits out of english teachers when painted onto a blackboard for example.

The only real drawback is that the residue from the explosion is Iodine which adheres to and stains everything upon which it settles purple. Thems the breaks.

Same English teacher discovered that white toothpaste dusted with chalk powder looks remarkably like a stick of chalk lying in the ledge at the base of the blackboard.

Anyway in both instances hillarity and subsequent detentions ensued.:elefant:

[That Bloke]

If you treat Iodine with Nitric Acid the resulting sludge at the bottom of the reaction vessel is a compound called Nitrogen Triiodide.

The sludge can be easily painted onto any surface and dries a dark purple/greenish colour.

Turns out that when dry Nitrogen Triiodide is very unstable and explodes when subjected to contact pressure. It goes of with a kind of snap rather than a bang but is very effective at scaring the wits out of english teachers when painted onto a blackboard for example.


You can get a similar effect from iodine crystals & ammonia(easier to come across than nitric acid outside your highschool lab), result is what is commonly called touch powder.

[Arcane1]

There is an American chain of "restaurants" (I use the term loosely) called Arby's Roast Beef. Now I am certain that there is indeed some beef in the "meat" that they serve, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out the rest.

Down the road a few miles from home was an Arby's, and out in front in the parking lot was a huge cow on a trailer. By huge, it probably stood 11-12 feet high and was the length of the 18' trailer. Just North of where I lived was a housing development with a narrow in and out drive that met up at the center and then split to go around the circle of the development.

I see the cow on night on the way home, and start thinking... hmm, I know where that would look really cool. It's about 1am, and all is quiet, so my buddy and I stop, hitch the cow trailer to the back of the car, and proceed to drive away. We get to the cul de' sac and I park it right where the drives meet. Unhook it, set it on the jacks and let all the air out of the tires.

My Mother gets up the next morning and drives past it on her way to Church. Having no doubts in her mind whatsoever how it got there. When she got home, she came into my room, woke me up, and said "I don't want to know anything about the Arby's Cow sitting in Dunsten Circle". I could hear her laughing all the way down the stairs.

I looked for a picture of the Arby's cow and couldn't find one anywhere. Rep to anyone that can. This was back in about 1981 or 1982, and I don't remember seeing one recently. I was a huge brown and white fibreglass cow.

[Arcane1]

President George W. Bush: "Today I accepted the resignation of Scooter Libby. Scooter has worked tirelessly on behalf of the American people and sacrificed much in the service to this country. He served the vice president and me through extraordinary times in our nation's history."

Odd, no mention of his lying to the public, the Grand Jury or being a dishonest Fuck that contradicted his Oath of Office to work for and uphold the integrety of the US. George must have forgotten about those parts.

[label]

Its called Bush amnesia, I hope its fucking life threatening.

[Arcane1]

Threatening? THREATENING? Hell, I want it to be immediately deadly.

[Arcane1]

This is an actual training audio cut, partially explaining why the US military is where it is and not where it should be:
Listen Here (http://home.alltel.net/trapezium/Funnies/missile.wav)

[Arcane1]

I guess I wasn't paying attention... but somewhere along the line I got myself upgraded to a #4 Reppin' Power.

The following posts here will be practice fo me to use it until it wears out today.

[ribblefizz]

we all know from the remains on the dress that she spits.

If she spat, would she really spit on herself? I think she just didn't swallow fast enough, and sort of dribbled. Not that I'm speaking from experience or anything... heh.

Thanks for the invite, and congrats on your promotion. Or whatever it'd be called.

[label]

With all that WAS and IS a waste of time, what it shouldn't do is be played to any fucking recruits requiring training.

[Sagacious]

If she spat, would she really spit on herself? I think she just didn't swallow fast enough, and sort of dribbled. Not that I'm speaking from experience or anything... heh.

Thanks for the invite, and congrats on your promotion. Or whatever it'd be called.


Perhaps she was showing off and going for the classic gargle, spit, catch and swallow maneuvre but missed on the catch and ended up with presidential man mayonaise on her dress. :jizz:

[Colonel Kurtz]

Maybe he blew so much it overflowed?

[fenderbasher]

Naw, he probably was going for the long shot ("here's mud in your eye") and missed.

Cum ball in the corner pocket!

[Arcane1]

So many people say "Oh, you're so lucky to be self employed, I wish I could do that". Well, let me tell ya... sit at home on the laptop, at 9PM after getting home at 7:45, and deal with a dumb fucking Doctor that has to have AOL as the primary internet connection on his computer at home trying to explain to him that "Yes, I know that it worked this morning, however that means nothing right now" and "If you insist on using AOL then you also insist on haveing a crappy service" and "golly Doc, you get what you pay for" all while trying to be nice and professional. Oh, did I mention the fucking trick or treaters that keep knocking on the door even after the porch light is off? Yeah. Them. I'm thinking that the next batch of them are going to meet Mr. Chainsaw.

If Mr. Dumbass Dr. didn't pay me as much as he does monthly to make his practice run flawlessly, I'd probably blow a gasket or two on him right here... at least at the office I can block AOL in the router, and he can't argue with me... At home he just has to keep paying me to fix his machine when another AOL "special product" like "AOL Spyware Protection" decides to "clean his computer". I really liked it last time when a program offered to do a "FREE! Computer Tune-UP!!!" Lemme' tell you, that "free" tuneup cost him plenty.

And now, if you'll excuse me, I am going to go outside and bang my skull on the sidewalk, come in and have a Heineken, cuddle with my Dog, and then go to bed before I do something we all regret.

Toodle-eeee-oooooooo

[johny_roberts]

Holloween is the suck.... No kids knocking here thank god............

[ribblefizz]

Ah! Someone else who works with damn.. I mean doctors. Have you tried telling him he's being noncompliant by running AOL? He might understand his own lingo - or at least get a better understanding of your own frustration.

I was attempting similar cleanup on my father's computer last night, although he doesn't have AOL... even my 11 year old knows better than to click on the "Your computer clock might be wrong!" popup. ::sigh::

And for the Trifecta of Things I Have In Common With Arcane1 This Week, I'm also self employed, and get tired of people telling me how cushy it must be to "be able to sit at home all day." They don't seem to consider the part about "I almost never have a day off" or "I don't get to call in sick" or "I never get to leave the 'office'" - not that I'm complaining, but... well, okay, yeah, I'm complaining. At least my office isn't in my bedroom anymore.

but enough about you, let's talk about me! LOL

Hope you kept some Halloween candy for yourself...

[Colonel Kurtz]

Dusty little corner... and why doesn't anyone get rid of the cobwebs.

*runs finger through dust*

Arcane, this is your area, clean it up

[Arcane1]

Dusty little corner... and why doesn't anyone get rid of the cobwebs.

*runs finger through dust*

Arcane, this is your area, clean it up
Look Mate, I cleaned up all the damn empties... not good enough for you? I suggest either having a few more drinks to lower your cleanliness threshold or get your own damn corner. :hit:

And now if you'll excuse me, there was a dog around here somewhere...

[Arcane1]

Ah! Someone else who works with damn.. I mean doctors. Have you tried telling him he's being noncompliant by running AOL? He might understand his own lingo - or at least get a better understanding of your own frustration.
Do I hear HIPPA? Yep, that is why I turned it off at the router at the office and he couldn't argue. At home though, I can't really do that. Instead I shall charge him.

I was attempting similar cleanup on my father's computer last night, although he doesn't have AOL... even my 11 year old knows better than to click on the "Your computer clock might be wrong!" popup. ::sigh:: AARRRGGGHHHH!!!! Computer Work + Family = Fucking Disaster! The only worse thing is actually working FOR family, which I did. It was 2 years before I talked to my Father after that experience.

And for the Trifecta of Things I Have In Common With Arcane1 This Week, I'm also self employed, and get tired of people telling me how cushy it must be to "be able to sit at home all day." They don't seem to consider the part about "I almost never have a day off" or "I don't get to call in sick" or "I never get to leave the 'office'" - not that I'm complaining, but... well, okay, yeah, I'm complaining. At least my office isn't in my bedroom anymore.
Mine was the living room for years, it looked like a "Computer Flea Market From Hell". Now I have a nice high rent office in a respectable neighborhood. For awhile it was going to be mobile, that's a whole different story.

but enough about you, let's talk about me! LOL

Hope you kept some Halloween candy for yourself...
On the way home from a client's yesterday I stopped at Fannie May Candy, and bought 2 of a bunch of things, except the Trinidads... those I got 4 of. Having had nothing but coffee all day (as usual) by the time I got home and the bag was near empty I was close to sick... no chocolate for me for a couple days.

[Colonel Kurtz]

And now if you'll excuse me, there was a dog around here somewhere...
INSERT MAN FUCKING DOG PICTURE HERE :clown:

[Arcane1]

INSERT MAN FUCKING DOG PICTURE HERE :clown:
I would never treat my dogs in such an undignified manner!

[fenderbasher]

But it doesn't have to be... you know... undignified. Buy 'em a drink, take some flowers, spray yourself with 'Eau de Dogass'.

[Arcane1]

But it doesn't have to be... you know... undignified. Buy 'em a drink, take some flowers, spray yourself with 'Eau de Dogass'.
I'm gonna' have to draw a line here aren't I? You can insult me, but my kids... well... only when they deserve it. And the dogs... oh fuck it, go ahead. Schon the Big Dog has done some things in the last 16 years that if he'd been a human child I'd have been in even more trouble for. I wouldn't advise insulting him to his face though, at least not too close. His range to get up and go is pretty short but if he gets a hold of you... you have just contributed to his dinner.

[fenderbasher]

OK - yeah, that was definitely over the line. I outdid myself.

[Arcane1]

OK - yeah, that was definitely over the line. I outdid myself.
We all have to out do ourselves once in awhile. Have to press the limits somehow, preferably without getting arrested.

(Big Dog says: "Grrrrrr, c'mere, I'll rip your fucking arm off and use it for a chew toy) Note that you have to come to him since his speed and distance are rather limited, but if you stand still long enough...

[Arcane1]

Didja' ever hit that "submit" button and realize that you gave +rep instead of -rep? You get that feeling of deep shame and guilt, like you have somehow committed a crime against humanity... that pit in your gut.

Damn. :Hitting myself in head with hammer smiley:

Can someone, or many someones please -rep the Nodbugger for me?

Do it for the few shreds of respectability that the US has left.

[Arcane1]

My vet just emailed this link to me: Here (http://www.fenwald.com/Ancient%20Photos/Ancient%20Photos.htm)

[rbranson]

Didja' ever hit that "submit" button and realize that you gave +rep instead of -rep? You get that feeling of deep shame and guilt, like you have somehow committed a crime against humanity... that pit in your gut.

Damn. :Hitting myself in head with hammer smiley:

Can someone, or many someones please -rep the Nodbugger for me?

Do it for the few shreds of respectability that the US has left.

I don't neg-rep anyone unless they come and get me.

To be honest, I am not drawn into the Nodbugger thing -- it's funny, yes, but bashing the guy means nothing to me.

A thread of Nodbugger quotes is created and the guy keeps providing droppings for the gallery. I get the sense he's carved out a persona for himself, and he knows exactly which buttons to push, sending many of you scurrying, holding on to every syllable, letting him have it for sounding dumb, but drooling in anticipation as to what he might say next.

He got his 15 hours of fame -- the best medicine you could administer, is to simply let him be.

The only disturbing part of his spiel is that some people here believe the guy is totally genuine (I don't) and that he represents a majority view (now that is goddamn dangerous).

I prefer to watch from the sidelines -- there's a lot of stuff going on this site (thankfully), and too much Nodbuggin' only means you're going to miss out on the rest.

Respectfully submitted.

[Sagacious]

What a cool webpage!

I thought it was cool and I don't profess any attacment to Alsatians.

I particularly liked the pics of Max the armed and dangerous Shotgun weilding German Shepherd, The pic of Bo Derek (oh and her dog) and the picture of Hitler and his faithful German Shepherd Rubenstein was most revealing.

Props to you.

[rbranson]

The webpage is indeed special.

The caption on the second pic, says it all: "I stand on guard just like a soldier, ready to die for the right cause (or fighting the good fight)" (translated)

[Haggisboy]

A thread of Nodbugger quotes is created and the guy keeps providing droppings for the gallery. I get the sense he's carved out a persona for himself, and he knows exactly which buttons to push, sending many of you scurrying, holding on to every syllable, letting him have it for sounding dumb, but drooling in anticipation as to what he might say next.

He got his 15 hours of fame -- the best medicine you could administer, is to simply let him be.

The only disturbing part of his spiel is that some people here believe the guy is totally genuine (I don't) and that he represents a majority view (now that is goddamn dangerous).

My theory is that Noddy and Arcane1 are the same person, depending on how the medication is working on a given day.

[Arcane1]

(partially quoted)
The only disturbing part of his spiel is that some people here believe the guy is totally genuine (I don't) and that he represents a majority view (now that is goddamn dangerous).


If you think that his being real, and really believing his own crap is scary, then prepared to be very frightened. There are a number of other sites that the boy has posted on, many military, that have banned him due to what even they thought was extremism. There was a really fun exchange on gruntsmilitary.com where he decided that he knew more about the military than those actual soldiers on the list. His reasoning was that he had been around the military all his life because of his parents and had been to all the military bases and talked to all the military personell. You can imagine the fun that was had by all after that.

Does he represent a majority view? In terms of a few mentality issues I am afraid that he does. The anti-anyone not American mentality is one that has become more and more prevalent in this society in the last 4-5 years. It used to be that the blacks and the Jews were the target of all the loose hate spilling over in our society, now it is anyone that might even look Muslim.

The mentality that Bush is correct, and that Iraq should have been invaded, and that the US was justified in killing any that were killed is one that is still a majority view in this country. That makes me sick. Not even arguing whether or not Bush and the Administration decieved anyone aside, the end results are creating a legacy that all Americans will pay for in the coming years. Of course those whose lives have been reduced to rubble, and the children growing up in what is little more than a battleground will be paying for generations. I have a difficult time accepting that the country that I am a citizen of has done such things. Comments about Vietnam, and how we not only won but left them better off are another chapter in absurdity.

No, I'm afraid that Mikey is indeed a real person, with a very real mentality. I too thought differently, having difficulty believing that someone, anyone could be seriously that deluded... only to be shocked into reality. And yes, he is indeed trying to get into West Point so that he may travel the World with a weapon and spread his and others like his vile beliefs.

Now, as for Haggisboy...
My theory is that Noddy and Arcane1 are the same person, depending on how the medication is working on a given day.
That would have to be some serious medication, and prescribed to combat a serious case of schitzophrenia or multiple personality disorder to vassilate from those two extremes... That's one roller coaster ride that I don't want to take.

SO.... :fu:

[rbranson]

If you think that his being real, and really believing his own crap is scary, then prepared to be very frightened. There are a number of other sites that the boy has posted on, many military, that have banned him due to what even they thought was extremism.

Precisely. They saw the light. The majority of US citizens are law-abiding and practise a modicum of common sense (save during elections).

There was a really fun exchange on gruntsmilitary.com where he decided that he knew more about the military than those actual soldiers on the list. His reasoning was that he had been around the military all his life because of his parents and had been to all the military bases and talked to all the military personell. You can imagine the fun that was had by all after that.

I'm sure they dedicated a wacko thread in his honor, over there as well. We don't know how much of what he says is true, nobody here knows him personally from what I understand. Real-life decisions and actions, are not always compatible with internet personas. Which is why I would apply a healthy dose of skepticism.



Does he represent a majority view? In terms of a few mentality issues I am afraid that he does. The anti-anyone not American mentality is one that has become more and more prevalent in this society in the last 4-5 years. It used to be that the blacks and the Jews were the target of all the loose hate spilling over in our society, now it is anyone that might even look Muslim.

That is a subjective statement, which you are fully entitled to make -- but at the end of the day, it's an opinion. There has always been an anti-American sentiment -- so what. Comes with the territory of being the only superpower. You're definitely going to upset some people but the same people are going to beg you to intervene the minute some despot starts using nuclear weapons as some kind of fireworks display.

The mentality that Bush is correct, and that Iraq should have been invaded, and that the US was justified in killing any that were killed is one that is still a majority view in this country.

Don't think so -- Bush has egg on his face. He defied the UN by intervening without majority assent of voting members, by acting alone (with a few red-faced alies following him by walking backwards) and by not having produced what he claimed was the main reason for the invasion -- WMDs. Hell, he hasn't even been able to prove an overwhelming connection between Iraq and Al Quaeda. US media has reminded the public of that on a continuing basis.


That makes me sick. Not even arguing whether or not Bush and the Administration decieved anyone aside, the end results are creating a legacy that all Americans will pay for in the coming years. Of course those whose lives have been reduced to rubble, and the children growing up in what is little more than a battleground will be paying for generations. I have a difficult time accepting that the country that I am a citizen of has done such things. Comments about Vietnam, and how we not only won but left them better off are another chapter in absurdity.

Again, that is not the majority opinion. Most people should not be put in the same basket -- how history will judge what the US did, how its own people will decide what to make of Bush -- that's all highly speculative. With the bad, there is also some good -- it all comes clean in the wash.


No, I'm afraid that Mikey is indeed a real person, with a very real mentality. I too thought differently, having difficulty believing that someone, anyone could be seriously that deluded... only to be shocked into reality. And yes, he is indeed trying to get into West Point so that he may travel the World with a weapon and spread his and others like his vile beliefs.

I'm not saying he is not real, but not everything he posts here is necessarily real, or indicative of larger trends. He is just one person, who may or may not have been traumatized by growing up in a travelling circus-show-type family. The guy has no roots apparently, so it goes beyond world views or military knowledge. Part of it may be fabrication to garner self-importance, part of it is just the result of plain unstable lifestyle. Could be the psychotic manifestation of one guy -- how do you extrapolate the thinking of a majority of individuals, given the many skewed variables that he represents on a purely personal level?

Take some and leave some. Have a laugh. Move on. I don't see what all the fuss is about.

[Arcane1]

I will admit that my overly jaded and cynical viewpoint most certainly leads my thinking down the crapper much of the time. Much of your points are valid for exactly that reason.

Much of it stems from not liking much of what I see here in this society. Much of that is due to my looking far too closely I am certain. I take full responsibility for that. 20 years ago, when I lived on a motorcycle and spent 90% of my awake time nearly unconscious there was little to no caring about who did what. I still had a serious discrimination between "right and wrong", but it didn't extend beyond my immediate vicinity. When I transitioned from vagabond to business owner w/employees to husband w/children my thinking changed drastically. All of that happened within about 3 years, so the thinking was abruptly modified. When you start thinking about how not only you, but your children are going to deal, and deal with what, new levels of questions arise.

Having been rightfully accused of thinking too much, or worrying too much about things you can't control I always end up at the same point: If there aren't people that keep issues on the burners, then the powers that be are allowed to operate in a vacuum. Consider the canary in the coal mine.

Right or wrong, appropriate or otherwise, it would take a lobotomy to change the way my brain works, and I'm not up for that yet. (read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintainenceby Robert Pirsig)

[fenderbasher]

Read it. Loved it.
I'm with you; from my in-laws who continually rationalize our admin's policies because they don't want to admit they voted the wrong person into office, to my wife who told me once "I don't want to waste my vote on someone who isn't going to win" (boy is she regretting that now!) I sometimes feel I'm the only one around who sees that the emperor has no clothes...
I have to ration my worry about our modern times, as it could easily overwhelm me. I've reached the point where I learn about it, note it, and quietly make my plans for when the big one drops/happens. The stress is slowly getting to me, though.

[Arcane1]

I've reached the point where I learn about it, note it, and quietly make my plans for when the big one drops/happens. The stress is slowly getting to me, though.
Without drugs, stress is cumulative. Now if only I could go back to (ab)using drugs...

[rbranson]

I will admit that my overly jaded and cynical viewpoint most certainly leads my thinking down the crapper much of the time. Much of your points are valid for exactly that reason.

You're being too hard on yourself -- I respect differences of opinion, it makes for a healthy discussion

Much of it stems from not liking much of what I see here in this society. Much of that is due to my looking far too closely I am certain. I take full responsibility for that. 20 years ago, when I lived on a motorcycle and spent 90% of my awake time nearly unconscious there was little to no caring about who did what. I still had a serious discrimination between "right and wrong", but it didn't extend beyond my immediate vicinity.

You grew up -- you got out of your system what needed to get out.

Just imagine for a minute, if you hadn't done it ... imagine the repressed feelings, the unsatisfied wants, the dreams of a carefree lifestyle -- imagine wanting to live out this stuff, late into your life.

Instead of that, you did it, which in my estimation is laudable -- it allowed you to comfortably take on the next step, and become a family person.


When I transitioned from vagabond to business owner w/employees to husband w/children my thinking changed drastically. All of that happened within about 3 years, so the thinking was abruptly modified. When you start thinking about how not only you, but your children are going to deal, and deal with what, new levels of questions arise.

Your children will be just fine. The same way we are just fine, even if our parents worried the hell out of their existence, juggling the same quandaries.


Having been rightfully accused of thinking too much, or worrying too much about things you can't control I always end up at the same point: If there aren't people that keep issues on the burners, then the powers that be are allowed to operate in a vacuum. Consider the canary in the coal mine.

I did consider the poor canary -- it was the object of a song by The Police.

They also said "when the world is coming down, you make the best of what's still around."

Wisdom extrapolated from pop songs -- isn't it as artificial as Nodbugger's non-sequiturs?

I don't think there is such a thing as worrying too much -- some things, you can't help -- if you are a worrying type, you'll worry more than others. Nothing wrong with that -- in my book, worrying is also a sign of caring and you come across as someone who is genuinely concerned with the welfare of others. Can't say I don't admire that.


Right or wrong, appropriate or otherwise, it would take a lobotomy to change the way my brain works, and I'm not up for that yet. (read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintainenceby Robert Pirsig)

It's not an exact science -- points of view, experience, reality -- they are all happening and impacting on us at different levels. We can't agree on everything, but as long as there is some good will, anything can and will happen.

The only thing that is good about Nodbugger's droppings, is that it awakens in all of us, that feeling of rejecting what we don't want to be. And clearly, as long as you continue to feel uneasiness about what he says, then it becomes a healthy exercise. Extremism, by definition, usually involves factions or the marginal elements in a society -- they are rarely ever a majority. Which is why I remain highly skeptical that the internet persona he portrays should be taken to mean more than just a deviant form of entertainment.

[Seeker]

Putting Nodbugger down is like wanking off to pictures of old women, no one really gets off on it, yet you feel a release afterwards.

It's like those stupid blow up clown things with the weights on the bottom, you know it's retarded to keep on hitting it but it feels to good to pass up an occasional smack.

I only argue with him when boredom truly strikes.

[Arcane1]

Putting Nodbugger down is like wanking off to pictures of old women, no one really gets off on it, yet you feel a release afterwards.

It's like those stupid blow up clown things with the weights on the bottom, you know it's retarded to keep on hitting it but it feels to good to pass up an occasional smack.

I only argue with him when boredom truly strikes.
Sitting here chuckling and shaking my head...

[rbranson]

Putting Nodbugger down is like wanking off to pictures of old women, no one really gets off on it, yet you feel a release afterwards.

It's like those stupid blow up clown things with the weights on the bottom, you know it's retarded to keep on hitting it but it feels to good to pass up an occasional smack.

I only argue with him when boredom truly strikes.

I guess he has a utilitarian function after all.

To me, he's too easy to pick on -- it's like stealing candy from a kid.

But, to each his own -- I'd rather read up on a Seeker vs. Jhony Bash-a-tron, if I want entertainment. :elefant:

[rbranson]

Does he represent a majority view? In terms of a few mentality issues I am afraid that he does. The anti-anyone not American mentality is one that has become more and more prevalent in this society in the last 4-5 years.

(...)

No, I'm afraid that Mikey is indeed a real person, with a very real mentality. I too thought differently, having difficulty believing that someone, anyone could be seriously that deluded... only to be shocked into reality. And yes, he is indeed trying to get into West Point so that he may travel the World with a weapon and spread his and others like his vile beliefs.




Nodbugger version: The US is going to invade China -- thanks to my military background, I can assure you they are next. China is like a bag of open rice, spilling spies and black market weapons all over the place. Luckily, Bush is calling the shots and will stop them in their tracks. I even saw a report about this on CNN. You guys are all wrong and I'm right. Idiots.



CNN version:

http://img21.imagevenue.com/loc11/th_38f_breakingnews.jpg (http://img21.imagevenue.com/img.php?loc=loc11&image=38f_breakingnews.jpg)
Click to enlarge

:elefant:

[Arcane1]

Nodbugger version: situation in China will spillover to the US -- Cuntaleeza Rice is a big doucheBAG -- Bush is calling the shots as he should as the liter of the free whirl. The news medier have it wrong. You guys are all wrong and I'm right. Idiots.
:elefant:
I'm not sure that all makes sense... but the image is funny as Hell. Must be because I'm an idiot.

[rbranson]

I'm not sure that all makes sense... but the image is funny as Hell. Must be because I'm an idiot.

Well, the Nodbugger version made a mountain out of a bag of open rice, spilling over -- he extrapolated US policy out of a lame event.

The CNN image reported the bag of open rice spilling over.

[Arcane1]

Well, the Nodbugger version made a mountain out of a bag of open rice, spilling over -- he extrapolated US policy out of a lame event.

The CNN image reported the bag of open rice spilling over.

Oh, that I got... but when you use an idiot's logic to quote an idiot you get something entirely confusing.

Rather the "Garbage In = Garbage Out" rule.:D

[rbranson]

Oh, that I got... but when you use an idiot's logic to quote an idiot you get something entirely confusing.

Rather the "Garbage In = Garbage Out" rule.:D

I followed your advice -- the Nodbugger version has been changed. I guess I should have kept it simple from the outset.

Thanks for your input. Hopefully, the joke has now been salvaged. :D

[rbranson]

Nodbugger version: Bush is no puppet, no more than Kermit the frog is.




Breaking news:

http://img104.imagevenue.com/loc100/th_864_C5982306.jpg (http://img104.imagevenue.com/img.php?loc=loc100&image=864_C5982306.jpg)
Click to enlarge

[rbranson]

Nodbugger version: I confess, I am 12 years old and have been reciting extremist propaganda collected from underground sites, which I then presented as my own on military forums and geek sites. I am now reformed.




Arcane's Dog's version:

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[ribblefizz]

happy Monday everyone.. hijacking arcane's thread to report a horrifying nightmare I had last night: Pirate gave me -rep!!! ::chills::
Definitely spending too much time on the internet when you dream about shit like that...

[Seeker]

Only Noddy gets regular rep from Pirate.

[label]

Only Noddy gets regular rep from Pirate.

talk about favouritism :fag:

[johny_roberts]

happy Monday everyone.. hijacking arcane's thread to report a horrifying nightmare I had last night: Pirate gave me -rep!!! ::chills::
Definitely spending too much time on the internet when you dream about shit like that...

damm,

most dreams people have of pirate are wet dreams:D

[Arcane1]

Only Noddy gets regular rep from Pirate.
Out, Out Ye Demons! Do Not Speak The Name In This Hallowed Thread!
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[Seeker]

damm,

most dreams people have of pirate are wet dreams



Speak for yourself..........fag.

[Arcane1]

damm,

most dreams people have of pirate are wet dreams:D
Wet as in drownding in in some vile putrid sewage filled mix or wet as in the roof is leaking above your bed?