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ShortRoundChief 06-19-2013 07:23 PM

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Originally Posted by Saul Good (Post 9763616)
You can't start talking shit about the doctor you're going to be before you get your BA...

In all seriousness, though, congrats on the health situation. That shit's scary. All the best.

Well sure I can. I'll be applying to grad schools in a matter of months. You don't have to believe in me, I have enough of that in myself.

That being said, thanks for the health well wishes.

ShortRoundChief 06-19-2013 07:24 PM

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Originally Posted by JASONSAUTO (Post 9763619)
you and Hootie have quite a bit in common. he is your mult isn't he?


Well played.
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Nah, I had a family that I took care of. That was my excuse for working in a dead end job.

SAUTO 06-19-2013 07:25 PM

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Originally Posted by J Diddy (Post 9763621)
Well sure I can. I'll be applying to grad schools in a matter of months. You don't have to believe in me, I have enough of that in myself.

That being said, thanks for the health well wishes.

I believe.


Seriously. You will make it.
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BigRedChief 06-19-2013 07:30 PM

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Originally Posted by J Diddy (Post 9763613)
Prior to going back to school I worked for dominos, eureka pizza, etc. in the role of General Manager and district manager. Good money shitty hours, got custody of my son and decided a more family conducive life would be acceptable. In short, instead of being content sitting on my ass, I went for broke.

Just as I advised.:p

Pasta Little Brioni 06-19-2013 07:30 PM

rico is list worthy

SAUTO 06-19-2013 07:33 PM

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Originally Posted by BigRedChief (Post 9763636)
Just as I advised.:p

Typical
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loochy 06-19-2013 07:33 PM

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Originally Posted by J Diddy (Post 9763593)
BA in psychology with a minors in business administration.

They call that "the ol' no job combo"

rico 06-19-2013 07:35 PM

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Originally Posted by JASONSAUTO (Post 9763591)
Still lame to leave a party to go sit in the car to converse with us idiots.
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You guys are assholes. But conversing with you guys is 100 X better than conversing with the hill-rods at the wedding reception. And I've known all of them my whole life. They are all nice. I just don't like the topics of conversation and am constantly awaiting the moment it's time to leave when I'm around them. There's only so much talk about corn, beef, beans, tractors, trucks and Trace Adkins that I can tolerate in one night without becoming agitated.

The best man of the wedding was a guy I grew up with from the time we were born...our mom's were best friends and we were 2 months apart. Spent every day with this dick-wad. Anyways, I've literally got a crazy-weird memory. I can remember RANDOM shit from when I was like 1 and a half to 2 years old. No joke. And I shit you not, I remember being very, very young (under 4) and that guy saying something to me and thinking to myself in whatever toddler language I had in my head, "I don't know why, but I think this guy is a freaking toolbox." Remember it plain as day...his dad came barging outside a couple seconds after I thought that and he chewed our asses for clogging up their toilet with his hot wheels...probably why I remember it to this day. Anyways, regardless of how much of a dipshit I thought he was from day 1, you'd think I'd be excited to hang out with someone I grew up with since birth I hadn't seen in 5 years or so and always generally got along with, right? Hell no. After about 2 minutes of conversing about corn, beef, beans, tractors, excavating, Trace Adkins and farts, I was anxious to get the hell away from him.

The only fun I had that night (well, at the reception...I had fun at the bar afterwards), was talking to a 49ers fan who I graduated with about Alex Smith (even though I was the butt of a bunch of his jokes due to this). This dude's dad owns the business that does the fireworks for Chiefs games (J&M Displays)...and he is heir to the company. Not to mention he works for his dad, so he assists with the fireworks. He has VIP to each home game...which pisses me off considering he is a Niners fan, but I get over it because he asks me to go with him every time I see him. We live in a rural, rural, rural part of Iowa (we graduated in a class of 70-ish)...and I graduated with this cat....and he does the fireworks for CHIEFS games! Small freaking world. But yeah, that was the only high point of the wedding reception...talking to that dude.

There I go with the rambling again....to a dude that never seems to have anything more than a couple lines to say...who probably decided, "tl;dr" half-way through my first paragraph.

http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__...29-Frontal.jpg

NewChief 06-19-2013 07:36 PM

corn, beef, beans, tractors, trucks and Trace Adkins

corn, beef, beans, tractors, trucks and Trace Adkins

corn, beef, beans, tractors, trucks and Trace Adkins

Still here?

corn, beef, beans, tractors, trucks and Trace Adkins

corn, beef, beans, tractors, trucks and Trace Adkins

corn, beef, beans, tractors, trucks and Trace Adkins

SAUTO 06-19-2013 07:37 PM

I read the last paragraph.

It was spot on except I saw the wall and didn't even start
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milkman 06-19-2013 07:37 PM

Anyone that doesn't respect Diddy for starting over and going after the goal he has for himself is a dipshit.

Nothing but props and respect here J, and good vibes for your continued good health.

loochy 06-19-2013 07:37 PM

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Originally Posted by rico (Post 9763648)
You guys are assholes. But conversing with you guys is 100 X better than conversing with the hill-rods at the wedding reception. And I've known all of them my whole life. They are all nice. I just don't like the topics of conversation and am constantly awaiting the moment it's time to leave when I'm around them. There's only so much talk about corn, beef, beans, tractors, trucks and Trace Adkins that I can tolerate in one night without becoming agitated.

The best man of the wedding was a guy I grew up with from the time we were born...our mom's were best friends and we were 2 months apart. Spent every day with this dick-wad. Anyways, I've literally got a crazy-weird memory. I can remember RANDOM shit from when I was like 1 and a half to 2 years old. No joke. And I shit you not, I remember being very, very young (under 4) and that guy saying something to me and thinking to myself in whatever toddler language I had in my head, "I don't know why, but I think this guy is a freaking toolbox." Remember it plain as day...his dad came barging outside a couple seconds after I thought that and he chewed our asses for clogging up their toilet with his hot wheels...probably why I remember it to this day. Anyways, regardless of how much of a dipshit I thought he was from day 1, you'd think I'd be excited to hang out with someone I grew up with since birth I hadn't seen in 5 years or so and always generally got along with, right? Hell no. After about 2 minutes of conversing about corn, beef, beans, tractors, excavating, Trace Adkins and farts, I was anxious to get the hell away from him.

The only fun I had that night (well, at the reception...I had fun at the bar afterwards), was talking to a 49ers fan who I graduated with about Alex Smith (even though I was the butt of a bunch of his jokes due to this). This dude's dad owns the business that does the fireworks for Chiefs games (J&M Displays)...and he is heir to the company. Not to mention he works for his dad, so he assists with the fireworks. He has VIP to each home game...which pisses me off considering he is a Niners fan, but I get over it because he asks me to go with him every time I see him. We live in a rural, rural, rural part of Iowa (we graduated in a class of 70-ish)...and I graduated with this cat....and he does the fireworks for CHIEFS games! Small freaking world. But yeah, that was the only high point of the wedding reception...talking to that dude.

There I go with the rambling again....to a dude that never seems to have anything more than a couple lines to say...who probably decided, "tl;dr" half-way through my first paragraph.

http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__...29-Frontal.jpg

tldr

britney was hot though

Pasta Little Brioni 06-19-2013 07:37 PM

nm....off the list

cosmo20002 06-19-2013 07:38 PM

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Originally Posted by Thig Lyfe (Post 9763091)
Have you ever been mistakenly voted out of a four-person housing situation in a ‘pack first, no talking after’ scenario?

:thumb: To anyone 'getting' this reference.

milkman 06-19-2013 07:38 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by rico (Post 9763648)
You guys are assholes. But conversing with you guys is 100 X better than conversing with the hill-rods at the wedding reception. And I've known all of them my whole life. They are all nice. I just don't like the topics of conversation and am constantly awaiting the moment it's time to leave when I'm around them. There's only so much talk about corn, beef, beans, tractors, trucks and Trace Adkins that I can tolerate in one night without becoming agitated.

The best man of the wedding was a guy I grew up with from the time we were born...our mom's were best friends and we were 2 months apart. Spent every day with this dick-wad. Anyways, I've literally got a crazy-weird memory. I can remember RANDOM shit from when I was like 1 and a half to 2 years old. No joke. And I shit you not, I remember being very, very young (under 4) and that guy saying something to me and thinking to myself in whatever toddler language I had in my head, "I don't know why, but I think this guy is a freaking toolbox." Remember it plain as day...his dad came barging outside a couple seconds after I thought that and he chewed our asses for clogging up their toilet with his hot wheels...probably why I remember it to this day. Anyways, regardless of how much of a dipshit I thought he was from day 1, you'd think I'd be excited to hang out with someone I grew up with since birth I hadn't seen in 5 years or so and always generally got along with, right? Hell no. After about 2 minutes of conversing about corn, beef, beans, tractors, excavating, Trace Adkins and farts, I was anxious to get the hell away from him.

The only fun I had that night (well, at the reception...I had fun at the bar afterwards), was talking to a 49ers fan who I graduated with about Alex Smith (even though I was the butt of a bunch of his jokes due to this). This dude's dad owns the business that does the fireworks for Chiefs games (J&M Displays)...and he is heir to the company. Not to mention he works for his dad, so he assists with the fireworks. He has VIP to each home game...which pisses me off considering he is a Niners fan, but I get over it because he asks me to go with him every time I see him. We live in a rural, rural, rural part of Iowa (we graduated in a class of 70-ish)...and I graduated with this cat....and he does the fireworks for CHIEFS games! Small freaking world. But yeah, that was the only high point of the wedding reception...talking to that dude.

There I go with the rambling again....to a dude that never seems to have anything more than a couple lines to say...who probably decided, "tl;dr" half-way through my first paragraph.

http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__...29-Frontal.jpg


This is a first fpr me, though had I responded earlier in the thread, I would have responded the same.

tl:dr


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