What did Dude forget?

The long con

california drivers are an interesting breed. they drive like they're all in limos.

i thought when you were in a limo you didn't have to drive

they basically dont

Bucky wrote:i thought when you were in a limo you didn't have to drive

You do if you're a limo driver!

She can marry a limo driver for that matter. I don't care.

Actually, this is my favorite version of this song. A bunch of Brits claiming to be from the Balkans and playing Middle Eastern, Latin American, African and every other kind of music. Cultural appropriation at its best!

Media Santa parade kicked ass

Was the moped bolted to the ground?

cleaning out the hayloft in the barn, and sorting through and (sadly) discarding lots of 'memorabilia' from my life. lots of letters and pictures from girls i hadn't thought about in decades. was certainly good for the ego (as if it needed help!).

made me think about how things like this will no longer happen for you young guys. I mean text messages and emails will get deleted eventually, and you'll never know the melancholy of going through a box and reading letters written to you 30+ years ago.

That's funny, my wife and i were just reading emails we sent to each other when we met 13 years ago.

Woody wrote:

I worked at a casino valet one year in college. Someone with a Geo Metro pulled up in front of the entrance and walked in with their keys. Fucked everything up. So about 5-6 of us just picked the car up and moved it about 100 yards around the corner. They were inside for about 6 hours and tried to report the car stolen since we moved it without the keys. Even filed a lawsuit against harrahs. Degenerate gamblers are the best.

Bucky wrote:cleaning out the hayloft in the barn, and sorting through and (sadly) discarding lots of 'memorabilia' from my life. lots of letters and pictures from girls i hadn't thought about in decades. was certainly good for the ego (as if it needed help!).

made me think about how things like this will no longer happen for you young guys. I mean text messages and emails will get deleted eventually, and you'll never know the melancholy of going through a box and reading letters written to you 30+ years ago.

me and my gf have actually written a decent amount of letters or notes to each other since we've been together. we both go back and read them from time to time.

Been a rough two years for my uncle's family. First, his oldest son committed suicide after a long fight with addiction. Next, about a year later, my uncle goes into the hospital with extreme heartburn and chest pains. Turns out he has advanced esophageal cancer. Decides fuck that and goes home. He made it about another month. My aunt and youngest cousin, who lives with her, are going to lose the house since she doesn't/can't work and he's 20. Also, the house is infested with mold and in poor condition so they aren't getting shit for it. Over Thanksgiving break the third son, who also is dealing with addiction problems and is on parole, gets arrested for a string of armed robberies. The apartment where the youngest cousin and aunt are staying is raided. The youngest, who has never gotten involved in the bullshit his other siblings have, had an assault rifle waived in his face and is taken to a holding cell.

Meanwhile the oldest child, only daughter, has two kids, a great husband and a good job. Problem there is that she has to deal with everyone else's shit. She's 6 months older than me, about 200 lbs overweight and her body is already breaking down at 32.

momadance wrote:

Woody wrote:

I worked at a casino valet one year in college. Someone with a Geo Metro pulled up in front of the entrance and walked in with their keys. Fucked everything up. So about 5-6 of us just picked the car up and moved it about 100 yards around the corner. They were inside for about 6 hours and tried to report the car stolen since we moved it without the keys. Even filed a lawsuit against harrahs. Degenerate gamblers are the best.

The most invincible I've ever felt was when me and a buddy picked up and moved the ass-end of a small old sedan when we were at PSU. We were trying to find a tailgate parking spot and there was a car parked like an asshole at ~45 degree angle. So we got out and power squatted that bitch back in between the lines.

Slowhand wrote:Was the moped bolted to the ground?

prolly not, but the guy with the moped helmet watching the guy move his car is probably still thanking his lucky stars the guy didn't pick his bike up and hurl it into the next block - with him on it

this was someone's last name:

Espiritu Santo