Mark wrote:Here is what a night out with the DITL crew would be like IMHO
The brothers Kennedy would each be purusing copies of Maxim, looking for the hottest sci fi babes that we've missed.
Seafort would launch into a long dissertation about...............anything
Rochey would show up several hours late
Mikey and I would be talking about "the good old days" (a bunch of stuff that most nobody here would remember)
Stitch would be trying to psychoanalize everyone
Nick would be busy avoiding the girls tying to pick him up
Reliant, meanwhile, would be competeing with Tsu to see who could tell the dirtiest joke
While Teaos and Bryan watch the rest of us make asses of ourselves
Did I forget anyone??????????
What about me?
EDIT:
Mark wrote:Oh, lest I forget anyone.........Monroe, Stryker, and Grundig get to help me carry everyone out of the place afterwards, while Bob picks up the tab 8)
Mark wrote:Oh, lest I forget anyone.........Monroe, Stryker, and Grundig get to help me carry everyone out of the place afterwards, while Bob picks up the tab 8)
You were in the second group
Someone tell Bob to bring his wallet
They say that in the Army,
the women are mighty fine.
They look like Phyllis Diller,
and walk like Frankenstein.
Some how having Deep as security doesnt fill me with hope of getting home in one piece.
What does defeat mean to you?
Nothing it will never come. Death before defeat. I don’t bend or break. I end, if I meet a foe capable of it. Victory is in forcing the opponent to back down. I do not. There is no defeat.
Don't worry Teaos, we'll get you hammered enough that your worries will fade with the ale. Plus I promise you this, no matter how much pain you suffer... I will enjoy every moment of it.
I hope this makes you feel better, it sure does for me...
Yeah, I imagine I'd be in the corner too, doing lots of people-watching at first. But then after the liquid courage kicks in, I'd be butting everywhere in and interrupting everyone, wanting in on all the conversations which have by then just about petered out.
Cause that's how I roll, baby. 8)
"I have nothing to say, I am saying it, and that is poetry."
John Cage
"If you can't take a little bloody nose, maybe you ought to go back home and crawl under your bed. It's not safe out here. It's wonderous, with treasures to satiate desires both subtle and gross... but it's not for the timid." Q, Q Who
"You've all been selected for this mission because you each have a special skill. Professor Hawking, John Leslie, Phil Neville, the Wu-Tang Clan, Usher, the Sugar Puffs Monster and Daniel Day-Lewis! Welcome to Operation MindFuck!"
Today I had peer mediation training, basically they told me how to do what I already do naturally, and there were a lot of freshman girls. And all they talked about was how cute and nice my little brother was. It began to annoy me after a while. And I get to deal with it again tomorrow too. Fun fun.
Hmm...the thing i find annoying is various people saying "hey sexy" to me as i enter a room. And the problem is, with most of them, they are probably being serious. Its like "STOP ITTT" cause i blush with even the slightest compliment. When they say that, I'm surprised I dont have the radiation reading of Chernobyl.
Yes, and I have to hear it about my little brother. One of the girls told me that I shouldn't beat him up, I told her that would make me a bad brother, and she said i was mean. And another girl told me that she loved him, now how awkward is that, seriously. I think she meant it too.
"You've all been selected for this mission because you each have a special skill. Professor Hawking, John Leslie, Phil Neville, the Wu-Tang Clan, Usher, the Sugar Puffs Monster and Daniel Day-Lewis! Welcome to Operation MindFuck!"
