Some people take themselves way too seriously. All the strum and drang in the world doesn't amount to a hill of beans in this nasty old world.
The best we can do is tell a few jokes, have a few beers and bust a few balls.
At least that's what I think.
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She's a mean one, that's for sure.
Someone said "a few beers". Was that you? Anyhow, you buyin'? Slide me a Guiness, from the nitro tap, not the fookin' bottle.
Hey Michael H, you ever come to Brooklyn the drinks are on me.
I have been drinking with Althouse. Not so much. Just sayn.
And an order of curry chips, put in an order of curry chips, extra spicy.
Dude I will set you up with some procuitto balls.
And you can break them.
Trooper, I've been thinking about a cycle ride to and through NYC. I've done LA and regularly do Chi on my bike, Maybe it's time to add NYC to the list. Next summer, maybe, unless I get eager to see the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade.
Hey, that Althouse thing...pffft. Fugedaboudit. Life goes on.
Oh I am not upset. I am just fucking around. Some people get it.
Like you and chickenlittle and blake and Darcy and Jason and Simon. Even freaking Cedarford who I bust on more than anybody in a really edgy way. But life is too short to worry about this stuff.
Althouse loves to start fights to drive traffic. Some people emailed me to not take the bait. But I don't think it is such a big deal. She got her comments. On this one thread. This time. One time only. I promise.
Of course I am a lying miserable bastard, but hey I am gonna try.
You know I'm half Irish don't you? My grandfather was a McGrath. It stuck with us. My son is captain of a hurling team in Milwaukee, location of the largest hurling club in North America, believe it or not.
I'm only telling you this so you'll buy the next round. So get on with it.
Hey Lee Lees is on TLC in the next ten minutes. I am watching it while posting in the back room.
That's what's really important to me.
But we will be enjoying some brewski's I promise.
Have fun, good night.
You got it bud.
I've said it before, but if I keep my job and can get my wife to NYC, I'm buying her a dress at Lee's.
I also hang out at the Blogger Lady's and still think Bissage is wonderful. (OK, after today, semi-wonderful). But, hey, who's taking themselves too seriously?
Sir Archy assures me that his account of what was happening on the internet of his day is quite true, and bears some notice amongst the audience at the theater.
I think this is all too much malarky which was stirred up to drive traffic. Like a radio feud.
But I welcome everyone and try to hit their blogs to leave a few ccomments and have some fun.
Trooper York does not live on a one way street.
I don't want to or strive to control anything or anyone. I don't take it amiss if people post anywhere or feel that they are "taking sides." There aren't any sides to take.
It is just a matter where we agree to disagree.
Unlike some I don't tell people what to do.
You should do what you want to do.
The condescending comment that you didn't seize the opportunity to reconcile (translation: lick her boots) was total crap, as was that entire thread.
Like all good sitcoms, the characters eventually become caricatures of themselves. The blond blogger lady has become a cartoon of herself.
People take themselves way too seriously. Amen.
...oh, yeah...I forgot to write stupid shit.
STUPID SHIT.
That's all we do here.
Damn straight.
This is like a Jack Benny pretend feud.
I really am being nice. Seriously.
She hasn't got a clue.
But hey that's like saying the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.
I have no idea what this is all about - but I hope this is a Jack Benny-Fred Allen kind of thing.
Well it is from my end but I think it might be a Jack Benny/Lizzie Borden kind of thing.
Whatever happened to Baby Jane?
Bissage took it upon himself to slap around me and Palladian and Titus. But principally me. Which is ok. I am a big boy.
See some guys like to be the patrol boy and clap the erasers and carry the books for the teacher.
Some of us smoke cigarettes and drink hootch in the coat room.
It takes all kinds to make a world.
Did you ever play the dozens?
That's where you rank out someone and mess around and make fun of their mother and stuff.
The correct answer is to come right back and bust balls right back.
Of course you need some talent and brains to do that. Otherwise you can bitch and moan. Like a girl.
Trooper York :Some people get it.
It could also be because you aren't any good at busting my balls.
I have always liked Palladian. We have had some great conversations about Christianity and atheism.
And of course I like Trooper.
Bissage and I have shared some yucks as well.
Who is this Althouse?
No seriously, I have nothing against Althouse, nothing at all. I dropped the blog because I got tired of the useless shit that the gay guys dished out. Obviously not all, given my fondness for Titus and Palladian. Just those who got their panties in a wad and would get ugly if you disagreed with them.
God bless them. God save them. God keep them, over there. 8)
Trey
Eh, I have nothing to say.
Well except to say that Bissage was never wonderful, Jason can't even find a nice pair of balls to suck so he sure ain't gonna waste any by bustin' 'em, Titus can still be read when he posts in any of his numerous disguises (hi Alex!), and the rest of you I love, even if I'm not here (or there) anymore.
And it's hard to believe it took me three revisions to write that. More gin is required.
Hey Palladian,
Long time no hear!
Hope things are well with you.
*flounces off*
Palladian! Great to hear from you! Rock on brother.
Trey
Hey Palladian it's always great to see you, you big lug.
You don't have to have anything to say. Most of what we post here doesn't mean anything. Hope you had a great summer.
Palladian!
Damn it. Missed him, but glad he stopped by.
*flounces off too*
(lol chickelit)
Some guys like to sit in a corner and just mutter to themselves a lot.
Kind of interact, but mostly just mutter to themselves.
Avoids all the conflicts, just somewhat connects to the dialogue as it suits his own mutterings. Occasionally lapse into screaming "Trashbags!! I need some more trash bags!!".
It helps if this character can occasionally spout some religious stuff, to make the muttering seem much more credible. That's what I've found at least.
Just sayin'.
Occasionally lapse into screaming "Trashbags!! I need some more trash bags!!".
"Douche bags!! I need some more douche bags!!" would sound even better
I have a lot of religious posts PaddyO. They just revolve around beer, wine and meatballs.
Now to be accurate, your faith comes out on a few posts pal. Usually unintentionally, but that is because you are not preachy but a heartfelt Christian. High faith, low obnoxious factor.
Trey
Religions with meatballs, beer, wine are the best. I think that's pretty much what the best religions started with, only folks keep getting rowdy and so other people step in to end the feast. Wine is only for the elite, meatballs aren't allowed on the days most folks are finally free to enjoy them, and beer is right out.
Trey's right about the sincerity occasionally peeking out.
And you're not a mutterer, anyhow. You're the guy at the bar who watches everyone, interacts, and doesn't get drawn into the inevitable fights about politics. It's all about the beer, the craic as my Irish friends used to say (and probably still do, I just don't talk with them anymore... alas--too much muttering in the corner on my part I think).
Honestly, I never know what's going on.
I almost did my Rodney King impression, but I was worried Lem would beat me.
Jeez I think I know even less than Blake.
wv = anything
chickenfoot
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