Is he as wordy in person??

I just see him on the way around the corner to my desk. He works in a different section.


We've talked about the Jaguars a couple of times (big surprise huh?).

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I just see him on the way around the corner to my desk. He works in a different section.


We've talked about the Jaguars a couple of times (big surprise huh?).

So no Dear Abby type conversations with him yet?? I'd almost pay to see that!!

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

So no Dear Abby type conversations with him yet?? I'd almost pay to see that!!

I'm thinking that's not going to happen. :-)

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I'm thinking that's not going to happen. :-)

Where's your sense of adventure??

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

Oh boy.  Just realized I've developed an addiction to capsaicin.  

 



When you are scraping the bottom of an 18 oz bottle of this stuff to heat up the chinese food you just ordered extra spicy.....  well.... you have a problem.  :unsure:

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Oh boy.  Just realized I've developed an addiction to capsaicin.  

 



When you are scraping the bottom of an 18 oz bottle of this stuff to heat up the chinese food you just ordered extra spicy.....  well.... you have a problem.  :unsure:

 

That stuff is great. I discovered it at a hibachi restaurant.  

 

On a side note, my son went to a Halloween party in a costume designed like a plastic squeeze dispenser bottle of this stuff.  He made it out of a big box with a conical green hat to look like a nozzle.  That's funny, right there. 

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That stuff is great. I discovered it at a hibachi restaurant.  

 

On a side note, my son went to a Halloween party in a costume designed like a plastic squeeze dispenser bottle of this stuff.  He made it out of a big box with a conical green hat to look like a nozzle.  That's funny, right there. 

HAHA.  :teehee:   Your son has a great sense of humor. 

 

(It really is good stuff.)  

 

I made some hot wings a few games ago and made a glaze out of this stuff, hoisin sauce, a little siracha,  a dash of chinese hot mustard and chili infused sesame oil. 

turned out great!  

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HAHA.  :teehee:   Your son has a great sense of humor. 

 

(It really is good stuff.)  

 

I made some hot wings a few games ago and made a glaze out of this stuff, hoisin sauce, a little siracha,  a dash of chinese hot mustard and chili infused sesame oil. 

turned out great!  

 

He has a degree in Fine Arts.  It has to be good for something.   :woot:

 

Shhhh, don't tell him I said that.  

 

 

Asian hot and spicy has its own special place in heaven.

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He has a degree in Fine Arts.  It has to be good for something.   :woot:

 

Shhhh, don't tell him I said that.  

 

 

Asian hot and spicy has its own special place in heaven.

LOL.   I was a music major and my parents most assuredly feel the same way!   

 

And, yes, a place in heaven   .... and my belly. 

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On a side note, my son went to a Halloween party in a costume designed like a plastic squeeze dispenser bottle of this stuff.  He made it out of a big box with a conical green hat to look like a nozzle.  That's funny, right there. 

 

That is pretty cool (really, really cool to be more descriptive), TMD would be proud of him representing today's kids. When I was a teen, I went to a Halloween party as a Mary Jane Cigarette (We cool kids called them Joints back in the day). Did a pretty good twist job on a large white paper table cloth (a red hat, white socks, tan shoes)

 

My BFF dressed up as a big round white pill (white shirt/pants/shoes/hat ...etc) with his arms, legs, and head sticking out of the pill body (like the MM's commercial, only all white). I'm not sure about these numbers, but on the pill he had the numbers 714? (again, 714 comes to mind, it could have been 555 for all I remember). I tried to talk him into dressing as a brownie ... He was already halfway there, so I thought it would have been the better choice). Before the night was over, I may have called him a sperm. ... And he says? Look in the mirror, Sammy. :blink:  Oh yeah, forgot about that.

 

 Oh, well ... We both got lucky that night, so that is what was important afterall. ... And then we made a pact to never discuss that night ever again, it was a mistake, an accident ... No one ever needs to know about this. :whistling: ... Kids ... "Drugs Are Bad!"

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That is pretty cool (really, really cool to be more descriptive), TMD would be proud of him representing today's kids. When I was a teen, I went to a Halloween party as a Mary Jane Cigarette 

 

No one ever needs to know about this. :whistling: ... Kids ... "Drugs Are Bad!"

 

It's all starting to make sense now, Sammy.  

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It's all starting to make sense now, Sammy.  

 

Is that an admission of being slow? :woot:

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Is that an admission of being slow? :woot:

Guilty as charged. 

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Just got back from my parents house. Had a blast. Just sucks my wife wanted to leave since she was up since 300 this morning. It's weird how you spend 18 years wanting to get away from your parents then as an adult find out how cool they are.

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God, the older I get the harder it is to get rid of the son, and his wife ... at least she got the hint.

 

 

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God, the older I get the harder it is to get rid of the son, and his wife ... at least she got the hint.

 

 

Are you suggesting my parents didn't want us over?

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That is pretty cool (really, really cool to be more descriptive), TMD would be proud of him representing today's kids. When I was a teen, I went to a Halloween party as a Mary Jane Cigarette (We cool kids called them Joints back in the day). Did a pretty good twist job on a large white paper table cloth (a red hat, white socks, tan shoes)

 

My BFF dressed up as a big round white pill (white shirt/pants/shoes/hat ...etc) with his arms, legs, and head sticking out of the pill body (like the MM's commercial, only all white). I'm not sure about these numbers, but on the pill he had the numbers 714? (again, 714 comes to mind, it could have been 555 for all I remember). I tried to talk him into dressing as a brownie ... He was already halfway there, so I thought it would have been the better choice). Before the night was over, I may have called him a sperm. ... And he says? Look in the mirror, Sammy. :blink:  Oh yeah, forgot about that.

 

 Oh, well ... We both got lucky that night, so that is what was important afterall. ... And then we made a pact to never discuss that night ever again, it was a mistake, an accident ... No one ever needs to know about this. :whistling: ... Kids ... "Drugs Are Bad!"

 

That's a great story, and visual.      If my memory serves me right, your friend was dressed as a Quaalude...I think.  What were talking about again?   :unsure:

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Are you suggesting my parents didn't want us over?

 

No, No ... Not at all, I had just taken a Viagra 2 hours ago is all ... It's just bad timing.

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That's a great story, and visual.      If my memory serves me right, your friend was dressed as a Quaalude...I think.  What were talking about again?   :unsure:

 

I shouldn't say this, but that was a true story ... except the ending ...  There was nothing lucky about that night. :no:

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God, the older I get the harder it is to get rid of the son, and his wife ... at least she got the hint.

 

 

 

I've discovered that ripping off a yard of cloth while dressed only in pajama bottoms and talking to yourself while looking in the refrigerator works wonders for clearing the house out.  At the very least it promotes shocked mimed conversation amongst house guests.  

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