him: m'k *groan grunt groan* ya know, she ain't really my old lady.
never ever never never drink.
him: you sound beautiful.
ashi - not just drunk guy... drunk with a redneck accent and a voice echoing years of hard living, drinking, and Harleys. *shudder at the thought of what he was doing to the sound of my voice*
gumby - heck no I won't go there!!! Screw the TV, cheap or not!
Edited by - MrMoe on 8 February 2003 9:39:34
him: m'k *groan grunt groan* ya know, she ain't really my old lady.
never ever never never drink.
him: you sound beautiful.
Due to the fact that my ex-husband took most of my earthly belongings that had some value (such as my 27" TV) I have been scanning the classified ads looking for replacement items. Today I saw and ad for a 27" TV for $55, so of course, I called. The conversation became interesting right off the bat. A man picks up the phone, low rough voice, slight southern accent, and he was obviously rather intoxicated or very high, but I could not tell which of the two. (And by the way, I am far from 300 pounds...) A very gravely voice answered: Him: Jean, she ain't home. Me: What time do you think she will be home sir? Him: Maybe 'round 10, maybe not. I ain't her keeper, she ain't my keeper. I can have her call ya back. *please note at this point the speech was rather slurred.* Me: I prefer not to give my number out sir, so how about I call back at 10 o'clock? Him: M'K *groan grunt groan* ya know, she ain't really my old lady. She bi*ches too much. Me: Oh really sir? I am sorry to hear that. Him: All she wants is money. Everything been paid for the month. All she does is bi*ch bi*ch bi*ch, and gets pissed off that I spend my money in biker bars. It's my fu**in' life, my fu**in' business. And my boots are old, the left one rubbed my foot raw. You sound hot. Me: Sir, are you drunk? Him: No, I am stoned. I don't drink, no sir. Never ever never never drink. Sorry ma'am, hope I haven't upset you. Me: No sir, you haven't upset me. You sound very high right now. Him: You sound beautiful. Wanna hit the bar with me this afternoon? Me: I thought you said you didn't drink? Is this a pot bar that you are referring to? Him: Pot bar? Me: Well, if you don't drink, they must serve weed. Him: Naw, I drink. But with my money. Me: Do you work sir? Him: No. Now you sound like my old lady. But she isn't my old lady you know. No sir, she don't give up the pu**y. You sound beautiful. Me: Well sir, I am almost 300 pounds. Him: Sounds good to me, more loving for yer new old man. Wanna hit the bar later? I can take you for a ride on my Harley if you'll fit. *I couldn't help it, I laughed... "if I'll fit" - snicker* Me: No sir, I am a devout Catholic, I don't drink, smoke, or get high. All I do is eat. Him: I eat, too. *wicked laugh from the old biker dude* Me: Well sir, I best be going, have a great morning sir. Him: Hey wait, can I tell ya about me and Jean and why she ain't my old lady? You sound so beautiful. Me: Sorry sir, I have to go, the kids need breakfast. Him: How many kids ya got? Me: Six, that's why I am so fat. Him: Oh. At least I know you give up the pu**y. I'll tell Jean you called. Or maybe I won't, depends on how bi*chy she gets. Wanna hit the bar? Me: No thank you sir, have a nice morning. Him: You too, babydoll.
http://www.halloweenhowl.com/pastlife.htm.
here's what it said about me: diagnosis:.
i do not know how you feel about it, but you were female in your last earthly incarnation.. you were born somewhere around territory of modern arktik approximately on 1650.. your profession was warrior, hunter, fisherman, executor of sacrifices.
Diagnosis:
nope, can't say that i do...
u.s. raises terrorist threat to high... 'soft targets' focus of threat.. http://www.cnn.com/2003/us/02/07/threat.level/index.html.
washington (cnn) -- the federal government on friday raised the national terrorism threat level to "orange," indicating a "high risk of terrorist attacks.
the move is only the second time since the september 11 terror attacks that the level has risen above "yellow," or elevated risk.
Yes, but is your tinfoil hat pointy? And even more important, does it match your shoes?
*hums*
i like big cars, big boats, big motorcycles, big houses and big campfires.
i believe the money i make belongs to me and my family, not some governmental stooge with a bad comb-over who wants to give it away to crack addicts for squirting out babies.
guns do not make you a killer.
Francois - I have always had a huge soft spot for you as one of my favorite posters here, and this post is a prime example as to why. You have a soft heart and a freemind, something to be admired. You are wise, intelligent, and an all around amazing person. I agree with 99% of what you said, and also appreciate the fact that although I may or may not disagree with you on a few of the poitns you mentioned, it makes zero difference to you as to who I am as a person, or anybody else for that matter.
were you a "weirdo single hovah dude"?.
some examples i know of:.
single 'hovah dude, 40ish, mic handler, non-elder/ms, huge pot belly, rotten teeth.
the poor women either become miserable or bitches of the universe.
They are known as the congregation "Jezebel's" or "elderettes" in their later years. *wink*
i often wonder if micheal jackson ever visits here.
i mean, he has unlimited money and resources, so why wouldn't he type in "jehovah" one day into a search engine, and find this forum??
i'm sure he has some of the same problems we all did, especially being raised a jw.
pfft... and LB thought he could hide... We are on to you Buster!
*start taunting voice* Buster aka Micheal Jackson aka WHacko Jacko aka LB *end taunting voice*
*chugs Boones Farm Strawberry HIll and gets back to her medical billing*
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by the way, for those of you that don't know already, i got a job!
actually pays better than my last job, that i got laid off at.
CONGRATS!!!!
i want to thank all those that helped and encouraged me in my hard times!..hubby passed away from his cancer this morning.
i am so sad my heart is broken.
we decided to go ahead and have a memorial for him this weekend at the kingdom hall he went to.
at a loss for words, so very sorry for your loss, and send my love to you and your family.
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im guessing some of you have seen this site, but if not, sit back and enjoy!!.
http://www.knology.net/~carlos/redneck.htm
OMG... reminds me of where I live - ever hear of a Bluetick?.
