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Badwillie's Life Part 1
by badwillie in
1. jw
2. experiences
part 1:

it's a long story really.

there are many reasons i quit the jdubs.
Funchback

slip-
They hold all of the conventions at Temple University's Liacouris Center in North Philly (indoor).
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Where did i put it my ticket?
by donkey in
1. jw
2. friends
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can you imagine being the dude who has misplaced his ticket for: .

http://www.nj.com/news/jjournal/index.ssf?/base/news-1/107960823727600.xml.
Funchback

Hey, donkey, maybe a sneaky JDub bought the ticket and is scared sh*tless that the elders are gonna find out.
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WHO AM I???
by Funchback in
1. social
2. current
today, i died three weeks shy of my 33rd birthday.

my death was not accidental.

in fact, you could argue that i was executed.
Funchback

I loved The Vet for baseball games (no matter how hot it got).
I DETESTED The Vet for District Conventions (the heat, the boring talks, no working water fountains).
I wonder if the heat felt different at baseball games because...say....WE COULD WEAR SHORTS and DRESS CASUALLY in 95 degree weather INSTEAD of wearing A SUIT AND TIE?!?
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WHO AM I???
by Funchback in
1. social
2. current
today, i died three weeks shy of my 33rd birthday.

my death was not accidental.

in fact, you could argue that i was executed.
Funchback

Quotes:
You get a prize just for having that awesome site of yours!
"...If you keep your eyes...on the prize..."! Thank your lucky stars that those of you who used to go to Conventions at The Vet no longer have to endure, not only the sweltering heat, but also the lyrics to that song!
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WHO AM I???
by Funchback in
1. social
2. current
today, i died three weeks shy of my 33rd birthday.

my death was not accidental.

in fact, you could argue that i was executed.
Funchback

donkey is the winner (ding! ding! ding!)...
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WHO AM I???
by Funchback in
1. social
2. current
today, i died three weeks shy of my 33rd birthday.

my death was not accidental.

in fact, you could argue that i was executed.
Funchback

Hmmmm... Okay...okay...Here's a major hint:
This is one of the two guys who pushed the button that brought me to ruins:
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WHO AM I???
by Funchback in
1. social
2. current
today, i died three weeks shy of my 33rd birthday.

my death was not accidental.

in fact, you could argue that i was executed.
Funchback

blondie-
Didn't Jesus die at the age of 33 1/3???
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WHO AM I???
by Funchback in
1. social
2. current
today, i died three weeks shy of my 33rd birthday.

my death was not accidental.

in fact, you could argue that i was executed.
Funchback

Jackie Gleason may have been "well-rounded" but he passed away many years ago.
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WHO AM I???
by Funchback in
1. social
2. current
today, i died three weeks shy of my 33rd birthday.

my death was not accidental.

in fact, you could argue that i was executed.
Funchback

My friend would be insulted!
How can a car serve up ICE COLD, WATERED-DOWN, BEER?
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WHO AM I???
by Funchback in
1. social
2. current
today, i died three weeks shy of my 33rd birthday.

my death was not accidental.

in fact, you could argue that i was executed.
Funchback

Today, I died three weeks shy of my 33rd birthday. My death was not accidental. In fact, you could argue that I was executed. I wasn't one of Jehovah's Witnesses but I was present at many of their District Conventions. I've hung out with Funchback many a times and we've taken in some sports together. I've even been present for many Conventions with Funchback.
I was a big guy, too. And, people either loved me or hated me. I thought I was good. I've given many people everlasting memories. However, I've disappointed many people, too. People who liked me will argue that I was comfortable to be with, that I had many levels to me, that I was well-rounded, and that I offered cold beer on the hottest days (except, of course, at the Conventions). Those who hated me will argue that I was very hot under the collar, that I offered lousy food, that my ice cold beer was watered down, that I had too many rats and too many cats.
I tried my best to be all things to all people but now a group of people decided that I was beyond repair; that I couldn't be rehabilitated. So, they decded my fate. They delivered my death-blow at 7:00 AM EST on March 21, 2004.
I was gone in 60 seconds.
Who am I? (Better yet, who WAS I?)