And another thing about "screw loneliness." Whenever I have been lonely, I have always had the mindset that I wished I was being screwed more (by chicks, not metaphorically). So yeah, not only does loneliness need to be metaphorically screwed, but the lonely need to be literally screwed as well.

Since I got divorced 8 years ago I've had a few gf's but nothing specal. For the last 3 years (in Sept) I've chosen to be on my own. I've enjoyed it. I don't need a woman anymore and that feels really good. I like who I am on my own.

All that said I'm going out with someone new this weekend lol.

Lol, well if you get screwed, make sure to tarp that load.

Finally switched to your left hand, eh? :p

I've always used my left hand. I'm ambidex...... oh hell I can't spell it but I'm equally good with both hands for most things. left hand has always been better for that though.

I won't get screwed on the first date... not after this long. But when/if I do the tarp will be there heh. I'm too old to have more kids.

If you're wondering that I might be thinking I'm sorry now for bringing it up in the first place, the answer is a loud, screaming, YES!

And you're welcome.

I out whitted a mouse last night at work. Oh he thought he could get away with stealing food from the mouse trap, he did once, but not twice. Boom Ch Ka, dead mouse.

Sorry you morbid bastards I didn't take any pics of the dead mouse. I can't take pictures at work.

:hmmm::hmmm::hmmm::hmmm:


LMAO

I'd never seen Alice Cooper before this month, when I saw him open for Iron Maiden. He's pretty damn good, and you can see where he laid a lot of the groundwork for both heavy metal and the theatrics of many bands. Plus, he's got a chick guitarist, which is cool.

:doh!: outwitted or out witted. :facepalm:


Ah hell it's been a while that it's been pointed out of my mispelling or grammer misques. Funny.

yeah...as has already been mentioned, as we age, things change. case in point....
I'm 47 now. I LOVE pistachios. I've eaten them all my life...or I used to. about 10 years ago I ate some pistachios around 8:00 in the evening. laying in bed watching TV and notice my frigging hands are itching like crazy. I'm laying there thinking maybe the dog or cat got into something and I touched them. I get up to wash my hands. I'm scrubbing away and glance up into the mirror and.....SHAKAKAHN! I'm looking at a full blown MONSTER! I'm like totally ****ED UP! it was like that scene in Hitch where will smith is in the store to get benadryl and he looks up into the mirror....dude it was BAD. my eyes and lips.....damn....just messed up.

yada yada yada......I don't eat pistachios anymore!

came home friday night to find that my 17 yr old son had a friend to pepper spray him because...."I just wanted to know what it feels like".

I'm wondering....is he reeruned?

Maybe he's doing research for some big criminal project he's planning. Best to know what's coming so you can react better when you get hit with it for real. :D

It's pretty nasty from what I hear. Two of our employees got pepper-sprayed by the mall security (long story) and I saw one of them later and he did not look like a happy camper. The next night I was talking to the detail cop and he said he'd rather get shot than get pepper-sprayed, it's that nasty (although I'm sure he meant he'd rather get winged with a flesh wound, obviously not hit in the vital organs).