I might have to start watching wrestling on USA - this is a pretty serious wardrobe malfunction. How cold do they keep it in the arena?
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=Y0zlkB-s_Vk[/youtube] Ill just leave this here. Wow.
I'm not sure that this is particularly hard to understand. Modding takes time. Most of the folks who have been mods on here have been up front with the fact that changes ocurred in their lives that made it impossible for them to devote much time, if any, to this place. NettData, Frylock, and Kojack were fortunate to be very busy with their jobs, BlueDog had a kid, Shegirl did 15 months for breaking and entering - shit happens and life gets busy. I think we do a pretty good job of policing ourselves. The old board was unique for a number of reasons, not the least of which was a devoted group of mods. But for some of them, the board was their career, or at the very least their passion. Some of them were "underemployed", at best, and had a lot of time on their hands. Some of them were borderline psychotics who couldn't NOT involve themselves. TiB mods don't play that. One of the biggest issues raised here over the past year or so has been bumping threads. Is it possible to have a thread bump automatically if it gets a certain number of views? That might ease the burden on the mods.
The whiniest bitch I ever worked with was a 50-something road construction worker. I can't believe our foreman put up with him.
We had a guy, Keith, at my last job who went to HR no less than 3 times a week with some retarded bullshit to try to get someone in trouble. He would go immediately over the manager and supervisors heads and straight to HR. He only succeeded in getting someone in trouble a couple of times. No one liked him at all. No one trusted him. When he would enter a room, everyone would go silent. He was gay though, but he denied it like crazy. So he was kind of a girl.
Goddammit. I'm trying to not eat shit so what does my coworker do? Gives me a whole bag of these: These things are fucking delicious. If I end up eating the whole bag I'll have to contemplate hanging myself out of shame.
If you end up eating the whole bag contemplation is not the only thing you're going to have to worry about my friend. And contrary to what Misanthropic said on the previous page, I did not do 15 for breaking and entering, it was prostitution.
I don't know what the big deal is - lots of old MTV videos from the 80's feature a miniaturized dude swimming towards a bathing woman's vagina.
Pretty much. And then that that kid turned into a 2yr old. And then I started a new position at work that demands 7,300% more of my time. And then I got the wife pregnant again (I gotta figure out what causes that... its gonna be a girl, by the way). And then I sold my house and had to move everything out myself because of said pregnant wife and the fact that I'm too hardheaded to burden my friends/family with that by asking for help. And then I built a house and had to do that entire process by myself (we'll with a contractor, but you know what I mean) because I didn't want my wife to stress. And then I had my little brother's wedding, which I didn't even make it to the reception because my body can no longer take staying awake 3 hours after consuming my first beer. And then I had to move everything into the new house myself because of said pregnant wife and the fact that I'm too hardheaded to burden my friends/family with that by asking for help. And then I have had to spend that last 3 months working on the 8/1 renewal of my office's largest account, for which I am now completely responsible (I haven't eaten lunch since April). And now I am turning my sights to October 3, when my little girl is due, and am working on getting everything ready, especially my state of mind. ... So yeah, that's what "Coonass Land" has consisted of this past year, and it doesn't leave much time for internet readin' and anonymous socializing. Yall are free to come visit! Or you could just, you know, shove a weedeater up your butt and turn it on the fastest setting while standing barefoot on a bed of lego pieces. Pretty much the same thing. See yall next year!
And this is why I heart you. Congrats on everything and Oct 3rd is a great day, great people are born on that day...ones like ME! Oh and I have a gas powered weed eater if anyone wants to borrow it.
I just got called about a job I applied for today. It is the first call since I graduated. It is not my dream job or anything but it would offer stability, decent pay, and full benefits. Now I get to figure out how to deal with the whole "living halfway across the globe" thing. I am sure the manager has something in mind though since it was clearly stated on my cover letter and resume about my living situation. I am too nervous to be excited.
Mmm, hmm. See there, y'all better be careful. Them mods start popping up outta the woodwork. NettData's likely to drop by and start whoopin some ass.
Skillo. Skullo. Skittleslio. Crap, how yall remember names is beyond me. But him. You're welcome, Shelady. And now I'm just showing off my country estate so yall never doubt that I'm elitist as eff.
Peshaw. Aaron Rodgers house is still better than Droopy Drews. As for the rest of your post, I refuse to acknowledge it.