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That won't make me shut up either.
They're in their corners now, but when the bell rings, they'll be back in the ring, it's getting late now, and all are punch-drunk, throwing roundhouses... Just when Dan S seems down for the count and they're counting coup, back he comes with a wild flurry which incites another round...
Oh... sorry for the digression.
Are those the rules? I couldn't stay between the lines in school either.
One man's trash is another man's treasure.
Are you a forum buff, Pat? Your only contribution has been to bitch about our distractions. For all us digressers, let me apologize for distracting your attention from the pitched battle going on before us, the great exchanges of wit, and insulting in its finest form, a chess match of intellect which has the whole town on the edge of their collective seats. Who will prevail? The last word wins ya know. That's so much more interesting than any diversion the riff-raff might provide. Let the potshots resume!!
Tip for aspiring murderers: Don't hide out in campsites.
Yeah, I was kinda hoping you kids would get along. Neither one of you is as bad as you come off. ;-)
We're on the same page on this one, Jerry. When pigs fly, is where my vote is going. The dreamers think they have an open check to fill in. Nobody without a direct financial interest seems to be in support. They're not listening to us now. Maybe they'll listen in November.
If this paper ousted contributors for straying off topic I would've been gone years ago.
Sometimes I find the subject stupid or boring. Other times, I'm afraid to get caught in the crossfire. Still others, I have something to say, and no other avenue to vent it.
Take soccer for instance. National sport of Europe, widely followed, dedicated fans; players are idolized; the games incite major riots...
What a stupid game. A whole bunch of running around, for not much scoring. A Chinese Fire Drill would be as entertaining. You need binoculars to see across the field, which is big enough to mow for bales. Every time somebody trips, they blow a whistle.
And the NOISEMAKERS. Those God-awful irritating devices, emitting a buzz not unlike an angry swarm of wasps; that sound alone will put you on edge.
I'd bitch about this in Facebook, but I don't want to piss anybody else off.
I agree. That's tasteless.
George is the goat-too guy around here.
The spectators await, in a hushed silence.
I dunno, my sister said it just made mellow babies.
They're doing fine.
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