You're welcome Weather girl left embarrassed after accidentally flashing boobs on live TV http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepag...TV.html#ooid=5nd2gyeTqsJdfIZVhP7nHdmI6MUYclnZ As far as winning contests goes, I once won a Married with Children trivia radio call in contest. It was a long distance call to Spokane but I was making the call from work so I didn't care. People kept answering the question wrong and after 20 minutes or so I got through to the frustrated DJ with the correct answer. My haul? A football signed by the cast and some fucked up trip package to Las Vegas....minus the air fare. They kept repeating on the air that I'd won the $5K grand prize, which pissed me off. A time share level hotel stay and a football is not $5K, so I was a complete asshole about it. I ended up with a trip for 2 to Hawaii, air fare and hotel for 5 days included. I never even took the trip, I gave it to my boss for loaning me the money for a snowmobile. I have no idea why I got my hackles up so much over the whole thing, but they caved when I mentioned attorneys and the fact that they announced over the air at least 5 times that I won a $5K package. I probably fucked over their promotion budget for the rest of the year.
The top 1/4" of some nipples does not a flash make. If I asked a girl to flash me at Spring Break/Mardi Gras, and she just showed me the top edge of her nipples, she wouldn't be gettin' any beads from me... Well, I might throw her some beads, but they'd be tied up in a knot, and I'd be aiming straight for her face. Shit, you see "peeking nipples" at damn near any bar/night-club on a good night. Serious question though: Why is it that other countries have hotter weather-girls than the USA?
Pencil? Cigarettes? Please, Toytoy. We traded "kill-shots" in prison. They were (usually) completely tasteless lingerie/bikini shots of girls on 4"X6" glossy photo-paper, because they were waterproof, if that tells you anything... Also, cigarettes have been outlawed in Texas prisons since the late '90s, same as porn; "kill-shots" were all we had. Real porn makes its way in, but you're probably going to lose it when the bi-annual shake-down comes along (ALL of your property is inspected and scrutinized.). Here are some examples of "kill-shots" that I'm going to send to some guys that are still locked up: Spoiler Spoiler Spoiler Spoiler
Ahem... I couldn't quote the part where you called Audrey "Queen", however I must say and no offence to Ms. Monroe, but there is only one Queen in town. I may be quiet here and flitting about in the background, but this old broad is still here and isn't quite ready to give up her crown yet.
My parents have won a few contests back in the day. In 1998, they won a raffle for a trip to Zimbabwe (before that country went completely to shit) and they stayed around Victoria Falls for most of the trip in a 4-star lodge and a 5-star hotel - they said they preferred the lodge. I never win a damn thing. Not at cards, sports betting or horse racing. Or raffles. I'd have more satisfaction from pulling the bank note out of my wallet and just burning it. As a result, after my 33 years of existing on this planet, I no longer bother with: - gambling - drinking (2 days of feeling sick after 1 beer? Fuck off) - drugs (never used a hard narcotic like cocaine, meth or heroin anyway and have no desire to do so. I've never been into smoking, snorting or injecting anything - I hate smoke and needles. As an asthmatic with no tonsils, my nose is often blocked up anyway) - porn - it's just boring to me. The music is annoying and I have little tolerance for PDA (I go somewhere else if that is going on) - the same feelings extend to porn.
The only thing I remember winning was a PlayStation in a raffle during a school fair. I was maybe 12 or 13 at the time. As recent as this morning, though, I've won this sweet hangover from drinking only 4 beers last night. I haven't been drinking during the week and it has destroyed any ability I had to recover from even the lightest night of drinking. Doing it again tonight, though--St. Patricks Day II with my wife's family. Her mom is making 30lbs of corned beef.
First time playing roulette I hit hard, that was fun. Walked up to a random table at Harrahs, no idea what I was doing, put 10 down on 19 red (in homage to Steve Yzerman), guy put the piece on my chips, asked if I wanted big chips, hell yea I do, and walked away. The guys at the table must've been stunned. Also won 10K in a high school raffle. I think it was karma, my family put up with a lot for that busch league catholic academy. Effin, when I started getting hungover after 4 beers it was a sure sign that the days of going out, getting shit faced, and functioning the next day were never ever coming back. God help me if I have 5 IPAs over the course of a long evening.
Drank about half a bottle of rum last night to celebrate the start of my Spring Break. Woke up to a sick daughter and sicker wife, and it will only spread to my son and me. Good way to start a break.
How the hell do you guys get a hang over after 4 beers? So you can't even sip a few beers when watching football on Sunday because you'll be too fucked up for work? I'm curious what you mean by hangover too. Do you have a headache for half an hour or are you really fucked up all next day from 4 beers because that's kind of hilarious.
In a word: yes. I am the same way. About 4 months after I turned 23 a switch flipped, and I went from being able to drink as much as I wanted of whatever I wanted and feeling like a champ the next day to being hungover the next day if I had more than one beer. I don't really get body aches when I am hungover. In fact, I never get headaches at all. The problem with me is more the nausea and lack of quality sleep. Eating and drinking water while I drink helps a little bit, but it is never a perfect solution. Also, I will have a 2 day hangover if I can't sleep as late as I want after the second night, so drinking on Saturday nights usually means that I will have at least a mild hangover at work on Monday. But I should probably be thankful. I am pretty sure that hangovers are the only reason why I am not an alcoholic.
I can function, it's more of just a lingering headache. No nausea or anything. Pop an Excedrin, wait 20 minutes, and I'm fine. It just sucks that now all it takes is a few Long Trail Double Bags and I have to deal with the headache. In college, I used to kill a bottle of makers and a 30 with a buddy of mine and play racquetball the next morning with no issues other than sweating my ass off.
I started downloading all the seasons of The Rockford Files and suddenly realized my external HD is full. 1 fucking TB of movies and TV shows. I'm not even sure how I managed that, but I did. Time for another external HD. I can't wait for the day that I actually tackle all the shit on the current drive and try to organize it. It's going to be a nightmare I just know it.
Keeping up with the Kardashians, Here Comes Honey Boo Boo, Sex and the City, Real Housewives, etc.... No thank you.
I've probably mentioned this somewhere on her before, but I've only liked three shows since more or less the turn of the century (The Shield, Sherlock, Archer). I might be adding a fourth one to the list: The Americans. Been watching the first season of it and so far I like what I'm seeing.