Comments on: Steve had strict orders…

By: bitter charro Supreme Internet Dicktator

bitter charro Supreme Internet Dicktator — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 04:59:13 +0000

*makes out with past self*

Mmmmm… charro.

By: rhorho

rhorho — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 20:48:43 +0000

*grabs*

By: slanagat

slanagat — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 14:16:50 +0000

I don’t actually watch television at all, but there is something you can grab for me.

By: rhorho

rhorho — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 03:52:14 +0000

Get the remote?

By: slanagat

slanagat — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 01:32:21 +0000

Well, darling, whilst you’re down there……

By: rhorho

rhorho — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 01:28:36 +0000

If my mother read your post, she would probably die, if only so she could properly roll in her grave! What makes you think I would know anything about baking that you don’t?

By: rhorho

rhorho — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 01:25:19 +0000

AHH! Awareness dawns!
It takes a great man to understand. I bow before your gonadeal greatness, Sir! )

By: slanagat

slanagat — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 01:15:13 +0000

Actually I’m hoping I can pester you right back for baking tips. I’m a gluten for punishment.

By: slanagat

slanagat — Sun, 07 Dec 2008 01:13:39 +0000

Maybe he named his wang Kris. You know, that would make a lot more sense.

By: ema

ema — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 16:31:14 +0000

Hmm, not so sure about the fruit and vegetables part…

By: rhorho

rhorho — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 16:24:12 +0000

BTW, just a theory, but I believe Lynn is the right hand, and Kris is the left one. I may have those backwards, tho. ;o)

By: rhorho

rhorho — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 16:22:18 +0000

Wow, you seem to have missed some potential there. Not only will that sweet weapon open letters, it’s great for pegging that one Post-It note that doesn’t want to stick. Sorry to butt in, but I hate to see a multi-purpose tool not live up to its potential!

By: rhorho

rhorho — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 16:17:39 +0000

I think an analysis of the feed cost/work output ratio is necessary, as well. These animals are famously unreliable.

By: slanagat

slanagat — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 13:59:57 +0000

No, he hadn’t cut the roof yet. He sold Scar, I don’t know where it ended up.

By: slanagat

slanagat — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 13:58:36 +0000

Do you have an analysis of how much methane-bearing waste per unit of energy output humans produce in comparison to horses or oxen?

By: slanagat

slanagat — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 13:56:42 +0000

Kris? I thought her name was Lynn!

But for srs, the Damascus steel blade with ivory and amber eagle’s head hilt on my desk is NOT a letter opener. I know where you’re coming from.

By: rhorho

rhorho — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 06:43:00 +0000

Gah!

By: rhorho

rhorho — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 02:12:42 +0000

LOL!! I’m not convinced that my upper body strength would carry me through all scenarios, so I call my weapon of choice “.38 reasons not to mess with me.” Hollow points–gotta love ‘em!

By: rhorho

rhorho — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 02:08:48 +0000

I’m not convinced that my upper body strength would carry me through any situation, so I call my weapon of choice “.38 reasons not to mess with me.” Hollow points–gotta love ‘em!

By: DeathWyrmNexus

DeathWyrmNexus — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 00:55:07 +0000

Rickshaws use the Greenest energy ever… Other people.

By: DeathWyrmNexus

DeathWyrmNexus — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 00:53:20 +0000

I actually answer the door with my Kris in hand if I am not expecting company though the person at my door never sees the knife until it is too late. Luckily, nobody has deserved to be knifed so my jail record is clean.

I’m not paranoid, really… >_>
<_<

By: rhorho

rhorho — Sat, 06 Dec 2008 00:50:05 +0000

*acts humble, but is secretly really-really proud*

By: rhorho

rhorho — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 18:04:16 +0000

LMAO!! You ARE a glutten for punishment, an attribute I greatly appreciate, truth be told. I’ll spare you this one time, as your offer is touchingly sweet, however naive. You are too nice for your own good, Dear! *mwah*

By: slanagat

slanagat — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 11:45:51 +0000

I could give you my AIM id, into which my phone is always logged…that way if I’m asleep I’ll just answer when I wake up.

By: rhorho

rhorho — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 00:23:59 +0000

Well, never give me your phone number. These questions tend to pop up while I’m trying to get to sleep, and my time is an hour earlier than yours! (Of course, lately, you may already be up for the day by the time I get to bed…)

By: rhorho

rhorho — Fri, 05 Dec 2008 00:16:45 +0000

What happened to the Nova? I hope Pixel didn’t cut out the roof panel before he abandoned the project!
I don’t know all that much about auto mechanics or body design, but I looove to be around shops. (Does that make me a grease monkey junkie?) It’s fun to listen to people with creative minds, like Dave and Pixel.

By: slanagat

slanagat — Thu, 04 Dec 2008 19:12:03 +0000

An astonishing amount actually, at least as astonishing as she sheer volume of trivia and excess vocabulary I’ve collected.

By: slanagat

slanagat — Thu, 04 Dec 2008 19:10:48 +0000

The last project Pixel had to abandon was Scar, a big nasty brute of a Nova painted matte black with industrial grillwork over the lights, plates with big honking exposed rivets, and he had planned for a tank hatch on the roof with a removable dummy gun turret. Sadly, it got too expensive to finish the project and it was an absolute pig for gas.

By: slanagat

slanagat — Thu, 04 Dec 2008 18:55:44 +0000

Wait for it dude, you’re about to prove Poe’s Law.

By: charro

charro — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 21:12:09 +0000

Will you come to the store with me? I am awful at math. Plus, all the screaming children will drive me crazy.

By: charro

charro — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 21:10:38 +0000

Um… I did get some lovely parting gifts. A tote bag and some cement booties.

By: rhorho

rhorho — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 17:11:42 +0000

THANK YOU!! I hate it when little questions crawl into my mind. That question was being particularly pesky!
Is there anything you *don’t* know? )

By: rhorho

rhorho — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 17:06:16 +0000

My best friend, Dave, has a Galaxy 500. Pix sounds a lot like Dave, except that Dave is gay, and his car is named “Butch.”

By: rhorho

rhorho — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 16:58:48 +0000

*snickers*

By: slanagat

slanagat — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 15:41:56 +0000

Pix is a total art car geek, it’s a labor of love for him. Emily’s teh most normal-looking car he’s owned in the time I’ve known him.

By: rhorho

rhorho — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 13:52:25 +0000

I wish Dad had kept his. I think he had over 250K miles on it when he finally had to say goodbye. When I was little, I used to help him work on it (read: bug him while he was trying to work on it).
Pixel probably appreciates that he *can* tinker on that car. There’s little magic in replacing electronic parts on newer cars.

By: pittypat

pittypat — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 13:49:27 +0000

That’s right – I think we also called it (wrongly) jump start
because that little bug would jump clear off the pavement
when you let out the clutch. We’d drive it around the block to
get it warmed up while Mom got ready for work. Or went to line
at the gas pumps. Yup, it was a recession.

By: rhorho

rhorho — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 13:40:29 +0000

I had a favorite vehicle, too. It was one of those Celicas with the pop-up headlights. I called it my little blue frog. Isn’t it strange how attached we get to our vehicles?

By: Ceefax

Ceefax — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 13:37:37 +0000

No, no, no, it’s all Barack Obama’s fault. It’s strange that people in the Republican party think he’s even more powerful than even the most ardent Democrats, he’s been resposible for everything bad since the dawn of man and he’s not even in office yet. Must be his Muslim Socialist mind control powers making the government do his evil bidding

By: rhorho

rhorho — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 13:29:02 +0000

Ah–That’s it! He’s just tilting his head for better reception…

By: slanagat

slanagat — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 13:15:40 +0000

You’d love hanging with my friend Pixel and his ’61 Comet, Emily. I don’t want to think too hard about the hours and money he’s put into getting that grand old girl roadworthy……

By: slanagat

slanagat — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 13:13:06 +0000

I think it’s a bump-start, actually. Get rolling, then slam the car into gear?

By: slanagat

slanagat — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 13:08:14 +0000

Oh man, they got the Snickers bar too???

By: slanagat

slanagat — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 13:06:33 +0000

He’s calling his overlords on Planet 10 for further instructions.

By: slanagat

slanagat — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 13:05:03 +0000

:hugs the stuffing out of rho!:

By: froofrou

froofrou — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 06:49:28 +0000

My first vehicle that was MINE was a 1972 Chevy long bed pickup truck. Three on the tree and the high beams on the floor. I loved that truck! The guy in the Ford F250 that pulled out in front of me regretted it because I t-boned him and still totaled his truck. Mine just needed a front clip, but the impact bent the frame *sob* I cried like a little baby when I had to give that truck up. It’s still running now, but it drives weird )
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We also have an old International (I believe a ’72 or ’73 as well) that gives me chills thinking of driving it!

By: rhorho

rhorho — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 06:35:50 +0000

I think it’s easy. Evidently, I was a master of the “top part” as a kid. (Dad worked the pedals.) I drive an automatic now, but miss Dad’s old ’59 Comet, Mom’s old ’69 Cougar, and the others in between. …but not the tractor so much.

By: froofrou

froofrou — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 05:53:53 +0000

Yup. You start out on as much of a hill as you can, hold the clutch down, get the vehicle rolling, and then let the clutch out FAST! I’ve never done it, but hubby is supposed to teach me how in case I ever need to know ) I drive a stick shift truck right now, I just don’t know how to pop the clutch yet.

By: rhorho

rhorho — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 05:51:32 +0000

*Shows everyone “Total” tag.

By: rhorho

rhorho — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 05:48:05 +0000

As you well know, I *usually* prefer the dirtiest possible interpretation of anything. BUT, childhood memories with Daddy? Uh, NO!
“Popping the clutch” sounds promising. Is that a way to start a ’59 Comet without turning the key? I remember that we had to be on a hill…