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Lets not get carried away there fella. Sportsmanship? The sheep certainly don't think so.

LOL. I was offended too! So much I nearly pissed mself.

Very, very sweet mate. To much light polution here as well, I was freaking amazed at the difference when a snow storm took out the power for the entire state in October. I was awestruck, and cold.

BAM! Everyone wins! Well at least all the men who aren't gay. And the lesbians who are actually into hot chicks. I voted for classic muscle too, BTW. (well, really I just wanted to see the hot redhead in a bikini)

THAT is the American dream. Sieze an opportunity, make some money, then do whatever you damn well please with it. I love my country just a little more right now.

That is loverly! I'm very impressed. I've seen resin tires with the bulge (though I don't think that size), and I'm pretty sure I've seen guys add the bulge with putty, but that would definitely be something to try on a backup tire first. Very impressive. (did I say that already?)

Bitch'n (that's a good thing)

LOL! You could be a professional IT man if you ever decide to change careers!

Subject: A REAL TRAGEDY Gunshot To The Head... Linda Burnett, 23, a resident of San Diego, was visiting her in-laws and while there went to a nearby supermarket to pick up some groceries. Later, her husband noticed her sitting in her car in the driveway with the windows rolled up and with her eyes closed, with both hands behind the back of her head. He became concerned and walked over to the car. He noticed that Linda's eyes were now open and she looked very strange. He asked her if she was okay, and Linda replied that she had been shot in the back of the head and had been holding her brains in for over an hour. The husband called the paramedics, who broke into the car because the doors were locked and Linda refused to remove her hands from her head. When they finally got in, they found that Linda had a wad of bread dough on the back of her head. A Pillsbury biscuit canister had exploded from the heat, making a loud noise that sounded like a gunshot, and the wad of dough hit her in the back of her head. When she reached back to find out what it was, she felt the dough and thought it was her brains. She initially passed out, but quickly recovered. Linda is a blonde, a Democrat, and an Obama supporter, but that could all be a coincidence. The defective biscuit canister was analyzed and the expiration date was from 2008, so it was determined to be Bush's fault.

That's funny! Bow before our greatness thou lesser beings!

Damn, I didn't know that last one got out, I'm so embarrassed.

http://www.9news.com/video/default.aspx?bctid=1298199044001&odyssey=mod%7cnewswell%7ctext%7cFRONTPAGE%7cfeatured Have a box of tissues handy

Damn, you caused me a tear or two as well Todd. But that's OK, because real men can cry if they like, even while they fire a few .45 slugs in the air in remembrance of their fallen comrade. EEEEEEEE-HAW, I shore do miss that geezer!

Weeeeeeeeeeeel. What do we have here? A Shadow? I'd forgotten such a thing exists! Thanks for the vid, and don't be such a stranger. I really miss being repeatedly pummeled by your P-39's potato launcher.

A young gunfighter rides into town looking for wisdom from an old gunfighter. He finds an old gunfighter in the saloon. He introduces himself to the old gunfighter and says "I'm a young gunfighter just starting out in my gun fighting career and I need some advice. I'm very accurate and I am deliberate but I'm not fast enough. Can you give me some tips on how to draw faster?" The old gunfighter looks the boy over and says, "The first thing you should do is lower your holster 4 inches." The young gunfighter lowers his holster then draws and fires (in less than 1.2 seconds) shooting the bow tie off the piano player! The young gunfighter looks wide eyed at the old gunfighter and says, "Thanks old man! That was a lot faster. What else can I do to shoot faster?" As the piano player continues playing, the old gunfighter looks the boy over some more and replies, "Tie your holster to your leg." The young gunfighter ties his holster down to his leg, draws and fires, this time shooting a cufflink off the piano player. The young gunfighter yells, "Yeahaaaay! That was even faster! Is there anything else I should do?" As the piano player continues playing, the old gunfighter smiles and says, "Boy, I'd wipe some bacon grease all over that gun and make sure you smear it on good and thick." The young gunfighter asks, "Will that make me even faster coming out of the holster?" The old gunfighter replies, "Nah, but it will make you feel a lot better when my brother Wyatt finishes up his tune on the piano and shoves that gun up your ***!"

Damn! I get nervous flying that low on the computer!

Welcome, Hog. What he said except for the dispersions of Ovy's character, Ovy is a fine gentleman, except for the occasional violent rage episode, for the sake of all that is good and right, stay away from his sheep!

The very definition of "no uncertain terms".

LOL! (whispered) They're not like us.

I'd advise that you look into the management. See if you can sniff out how they run the company, how much experience they have, how they treat their employees. They could be growing fast because they are good at what they do and do it right or they could be growing fast because they are reckless and greedy and the fall is just a matter of time. Don't be afraid to interview them. The right kind of employer will be impressed with your passion and your diligent confidence, the wrong kind won't like your inquisitiveness if they have something to hide. Just my $.02. All that is not to deter you from your dreams. If you were flipping burgers, I'd say go for it without a second thought, but good paying skilled jobs at companies that treat you well are scarce everywhere, I only advise due diligence before taking the risk. (It's sooooo easy to miss the small details when you are chasing your dreams) (I know from experience)

Happy, Happy, Fishy fellows!!!

Wow! That is impressive, if a bit specific. As much as I loooooove the 109, I enjoy flying a wide variety of aircraft, so my tastes would run more generic. As for the wife, she's accepted my complete and total insanity long ago. At least to some extent.

LOL. I'll take both.

Yeah, fish'n chips. MMMMMMMM.