Depends on what kind of sock it was!

In the Navy it’s called a Happy Sock.

I don’t know what the sock could be happy about at that point!

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What in the Wide Wide World of Sports is agoin' on here???

In the Navy it’s called a Happy Sock.

I don’t know what the sock could be happy about at that point!

Irrelevant. They did their duty because they were...crew socks.

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I don’t know what the sock could be happy about at that point!

Irrelevant. They did their duty because they were...crew socks.

I just got serious Village People flashbacks!

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What in the Wide Wide World of Sports is agoin' on here???

So today, I'm sitting in a chair, one foot up on the seat as I try to pull on a sock, and my hand slips off the sock, and I accidentally punch myself in the balls.

It's ok, you probably had it coming.

That's exactly what I thought at the time.  This is a message from above.

"Thou has become arrogant and boastful; egotistical and puffed up.  Thou wilt punch thyself in the balls.  Now have a little more humility, or face my wrath."   <Something like that.

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People who don't tighten the cap on the ketchup bottles, the pickle jar/the U-name it jar and when you pick it up, well, you know what happens.

Also, the people who don't rotate grocery items, putting the new stuff in front of the old stuff. Unforgivable.

The people who don't put things back in the same place after using them, often the same people indicted in the Ketchup Affair or the re-stocking incidents cited above.

We all know who these people are.

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Season Ticket holder since 2004.

 

        

How do people drive around with their car dashboards piled with papers and junk? I'm fanatical about keeping the interior of my vehicles uncluttered. No spare change in the cup holders, no loose stuff laying anywhere. Occasionally I'll keep a jacket laying on the seat, but that's it. Seeing a cluttered dashboard almost gives me facial tics.

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It's ok, you probably had it coming.

That's exactly what I thought at the time.  This is a message from above.

"Thou has become arrogant and boastful; egotistical and puffed up.  Thou wilt punch thyself in the balls.  Now have a little more humility, or face my wrath."   <Something like that.

I was thinking more of the "Oh, OH, Urrg, Arrrgggg" thing, but YMMV.

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People who don't tighten the cap on the ketchup bottles, the pickle jar/the U-name it jar and when you pick it up, well, you know what happens.

Also, the people who don't rotate grocery items, putting the new stuff in front of the old stuff. Unforgivable.

The people who don't put things back in the same place after using them, often the same people indicted in the Ketchup Affair or the re-stocking incidents cited above.

We all know who these people are.

You're so OCD you probably write it CDO.

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“An empty vessel makes the loudest sound, so they that have the least wit are the greatest babblers.”. - Plato

That's exactly what I thought at the time.  This is a message from above.

"Thou has become arrogant and boastful; egotistical and puffed up.  Thou wilt punch thyself in the balls.  Now have a little more humility, or face my wrath."   <Something like that.

I was thinking more of the "Oh, OH, Urrg, Arrrgggg" thing, but YMMV.

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People who don't tighten the cap on the ketchup bottles, the pickle jar/the U-name it jar and when you pick it up, well, you know what happens.

Also, the people who don't rotate grocery items, putting the new stuff in front of the old stuff. Unforgivable.

The people who don't put things back in the same place after using them, often the same people indicted in the Ketchup Affair or the re-stocking incidents cited above.

We all know who these people are.

You're so OCD you probably write it CDO.

No, because that would translate to Compulsive Disorder Obsessive, which is nonsensical.

-- JDub

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I was thinking more of the "Oh, OH, Urrg, Arrrgggg" thing, but YMMV.

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You're so OCD you probably write it CDO.

No, because that would translate to Compulsive Disorder Obsessive, which is nonsensical.

-- JDub

Ah, but it's correctly alphabetical!

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“An empty vessel makes the loudest sound, so they that have the least wit are the greatest babblers.”. - Plato

No, because that would translate to Compulsive Disorder Obsessive, which is nonsensical.

-- JDub

Ah, but it's correctly alphabetical!

I spell cat C-A-T. If it was spelled in alphabetical order, it would be A-C-T. My pets are not acts, like in a play. They're real cats, C-A-T. You're being silly.

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I had a cat scan once, the poor thing just threw up hairballs all over the table.

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“An empty vessel makes the loudest sound, so they that have the least wit are the greatest babblers.”. - Plato

Ah, but it's correctly alphabetical!

I spell cat C-A-T. If it was spelled in alphabetical order, it would be A-C-T. My pets are not acts, like in a play. They're real cats, C-A-T. You're being silly.

Ah, memories of D-bju.

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Season Ticket holder since 2004.

 

        

How do people drive around with their car dashboards piled with papers and junk? 

How about the ones driving with a little ankle-biter of a dog looking out over the steering wheel?  Makes me want to bump them just enough to deploy their airbags...….

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When you get into the endzone, act like you've been there before.

Irrelevant. They did their duty because they were...crew socks.

I just got serious Village People flashbacks!

We want you!
We want you!
We want you as a new recruit!

Sing it!

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How do people drive around with their car dashboards piled with papers and junk? 

How about the ones driving with a little ankle-biter of a dog looking out over the steering wheel?  Makes me want to bump them just enough to deploy their airbags...….

It's a GPS dog. A RuffRuff, or a Barkmin.

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So I'm driving through this deluge we had on the Westside and the idiot in front of me has his flashers on. As he approaches an intersection he graciously turns the flashers off and then proceeds to make a turn without using a turn signal, as other cars waited. 

Off with his head!

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Depends on what kind of sock it was!

In the Navy it’s called a Happy Sock.

The real reason there are so many unmatched socks in the world.

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Original Season Ticket Holder - Retired  1995 - 2020


At some point you just have to let go of what you thought should happen and live in what is happening.
 

In the Navy it’s called a Happy Sock.

The real reason there are so many unmatched socks in the world.

They're all pretty much matched by the end of a deployment.

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I just got serious Village People flashbacks!

We want you!
We want you!
We want you as a new recruit!

Sing it!

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How about the ones driving with a little ankle-biter of a dog looking out over the steering wheel?  Makes me want to bump them just enough to deploy their airbags...….

It's a GPS dog. A RuffRuff, or a Barkmin.

It will be an Air-dale when the bag goes off (can be especially funny with an open sunroof or in a convertible).

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When you get into the endzone, act like you've been there before.

How do people drive around with their car dashboards piled with papers and junk? I'm fanatical about keeping the interior of my vehicles uncluttered. No spare change in the cup holders, no loose stuff laying anywhere. Occasionally I'll keep a jacket laying on the seat, but that's it. Seeing a cluttered dashboard almost gives me facial tics.

Weird, doesn't bother me a bit.

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Looking to troll? Don't bother, we supply our own.

 

 

Something that is really starting to annoy me is the realization that my chess ability is limited. I'm playing an online computer program which has 10 levels, I've reached level 6, and the computer has kicked my [BLEEP] about 30 times in a row and I don't seem to be getting any better. This thing throws combinations at me that I don't see coming. It'll sacrifice a piece and let me think I'm winning, and yet it still beats me. And I'll go back and try to replay using various different lines, and there's no way out of getting checkmated. It's really disheartening.

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