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Damm you people isrednekkPH wrote:Moderators, you might as well lock up this thread right now, 'cause ain't nobody out there gonna top this.
Ya know the tag that's on everybody's mattress that says "DO NOT REMOVE UNDER PENALTY OF LAW"?
I removed mine. Yup, that's right. That's how much of a bad ass I am.
brave !!!
rednekkPH wrote:Moderators, you might as well lock up this thread right now, 'cause ain't nobody out there gonna top this.
Ya know the tag that's on everybody's mattress that says "DO NOT REMOVE UNDER PENALTY OF LAW"?
I removed mine. Yup, that's right. That's how much of a bad ass I am.
WOW, to know that we are running with such crazy pholksrednekkPH wrote:Moderators, you might as well lock up this thread right now, 'cause ain't nobody out there gonna top this.
Ya know the tag that's on everybody's mattress that says "DO NOT REMOVE UNDER PENALTY OF LAW"?
I removed mine. Yup, that's right. That's how much of a bad ass I am.
SWEEEEEEEEEEEET, I knew I was right all along..........RinglingRingling wrote:that happened here. I wondered why...pbans wrote:the other day, when I put my dishes away, I didn't put them in color order.
I expected frogs to fall from the sky, famine, blood in the river.....but nothing happened. I was kind of disappointed.
Tell me that later in the day you ran with scissors........rednekkPH wrote:Moderators, you might as well lock up this thread right now, 'cause ain't nobody out there gonna top this.
Ya know the tag that's on everybody's mattress that says "DO NOT REMOVE UNDER PENALTY OF LAW"?
I removed mine. Yup, that's right. That's how much of a bad ass I am.
technically it was one stuffed frog, I was hungry, and I cut myself shaving but the tap was running...pbans wrote:SWEEEEEEEEEEEET, I knew I was right all along..........RinglingRingling wrote:that happened here. I wondered why...pbans wrote:the other day, when I put my dishes away, I didn't put them in color order.
I expected frogs to fall from the sky, famine, blood in the river.....but nothing happened. I was kind of disappointed.
Everything should be okay now, they're back in order.
Who knew he was such a wild one.pbans wrote:Tell me that later in the day you ran with scissors........rednekkPH wrote:Moderators, you might as well lock up this thread right now, 'cause ain't nobody out there gonna top this.
Ya know the tag that's on everybody's mattress that says "DO NOT REMOVE UNDER PENALTY OF LAW"?
I removed mine. Yup, that's right. That's how much of a bad ass I am.
Danger is your middle name.
You are a rebel and you'll never be any good....rednekkPH wrote:Moderators, you might as well lock up this thread right now, 'cause ain't nobody out there gonna top this.
Ya know the tag that's on everybody's mattress that says "DO NOT REMOVE UNDER PENALTY OF LAW"?
I removed mine. Yup, that's right. That's how much of a bad ass I am.
That's awesome!Wino you know wrote:One of the easiest questions I've ever been asked.
In 1986, I walked into a residence where a young lady was threatening suicide (had a .45 to her head). i talked and talked and talked and talked and talked to her for about four hours, then she stood up, walked toward me, and handed me the gun.
Today she's a registered nurse in South Carolina, happily married, two beautiful children, and I've gotten a Christmas card from her every year since then, and a sympathy card this past May when my wife passed away.
Can I also say that was probably one of my PROUDEST moments?
pbans wrote:SWEEEEEEEEEEEET, I knew I was right all along..........RinglingRingling wrote:that happened here. I wondered why...pbans wrote:the other day, when I put my dishes away, I didn't put them in color order.
I expected frogs to fall from the sky, famine, blood in the river.....but nothing happened. I was kind of disappointed.
Everything should be okay now, they're back in order.
What J-B said!!!!!Jodibug wrote:That's awesome!Wino you know wrote:One of the easiest questions I've ever been asked.
In 1986, I walked into a residence where a young lady was threatening suicide (had a .45 to her head). i talked and talked and talked and talked and talked to her for about four hours, then she stood up, walked toward me, and handed me the gun.
Today she's a registered nurse in South Carolina, happily married, two beautiful children, and I've gotten a Christmas card from her every year since then, and a sympathy card this past May when my wife passed away.
Can I also say that was probably one of my PROUDEST moments?
!
Cool story! thank you for sharing! I could NEVER up and leave a secure placeMottola-Buffett wrote:This past Saturday, Rick and I celebrated the 18th anniversary of our very first date. Although, to be fair, the term"first date" doesn't exactly apply, since our meeting was purely by chance... one morning at a bed and breakfast in Southern California. We spent the day walking around Beverly Hills, strolling along Santa Monica's 3rd St. Promenade and enjoying drinks in Marina del Rey.
Why am I telling you this, you ask? (No, I'm not completely narcissistic)
What sparked this little reminiscence is yet another "fun question" that I came across the other day:
"WHAT'S THE MOST DARING THING YOU'VE EVER DONE?"
Our anniversary got me to thinking about the reason I ended up in California in the first place. I blame it on a great amount of desperation, but for the sake of this post, let's call it daring. --- In my early 20's, unhappy with the life I'd created, I decided to quit my secure professional job, pack my belongings and enough money to last a month into my little Subaru and drive west. I had no idea where the road would lead (Colorado was on my short list) and I must admit, I was extremely nervous, but, to make a long story short, two weeks later I pulled into LA carting two South African guys I'd met in Vegas and within a few weeks, and down to my last hundred dollars, I'd met my future husband, found a well-paying job, was offered a gig to crew on an 85' yacht and had signed up to house-sit at a 5 million dollar home in Laguna Beach right on the ocean.
Not sure if that sounds daring to you, but I happen to be a rather conservative girl and quitting a guaranteed safe job to drive west on my own into the unknown took a heck of a lot of courage (the nervous eye- twitch I developed proves it!).
And so I ask you ... "What's the most daring thing you've ever done?"
Lisa
Did you have a load of Moonshine in the trunk...?????phjrsaunt wrote:Cool story! thank you for sharing! I could NEVER up and leave a secure placeMottola-Buffett wrote:This past Saturday, Rick and I celebrated the 18th anniversary of our very first date. Although, to be fair, the term"first date" doesn't exactly apply, since our meeting was purely by chance... one morning at a bed and breakfast in Southern California. We spent the day walking around Beverly Hills, strolling along Santa Monica's 3rd St. Promenade and enjoying drinks in Marina del Rey.
Why am I telling you this, you ask? (No, I'm not completely narcissistic)
What sparked this little reminiscence is yet another "fun question" that I came across the other day:
"WHAT'S THE MOST DARING THING YOU'VE EVER DONE?"
Our anniversary got me to thinking about the reason I ended up in California in the first place. I blame it on a great amount of desperation, but for the sake of this post, let's call it daring. --- In my early 20's, unhappy with the life I'd created, I decided to quit my secure professional job, pack my belongings and enough money to last a month into my little Subaru and drive west. I had no idea where the road would lead (Colorado was on my short list) and I must admit, I was extremely nervous, but, to make a long story short, two weeks later I pulled into LA carting two South African guys I'd met in Vegas and within a few weeks, and down to my last hundred dollars, I'd met my future husband, found a well-paying job, was offered a gig to crew on an 85' yacht and had signed up to house-sit at a 5 million dollar home in Laguna Beach right on the ocean.
Not sure if that sounds daring to you, but I happen to be a rather conservative girl and quitting a guaranteed safe job to drive west on my own into the unknown took a heck of a lot of courage (the nervous eye- twitch I developed proves it!).
And so I ask you ... "What's the most daring thing you've ever done?"
Lisa
The most daring (and foolhardy!) thing I ever did was try to outrun the county police when they passed me on the other side of the road and noticed my "reject" inspection sticker on my Jetta. To this DAY, I don't know what possessed me....I just TOOK OFF....found a hiding place and sat there for like an HOUR til I was sure I wasn't going to get caught.
Nope, no contaband whatsoever. But my daddy's family IS from West Virginia...maybe it was just a hereditary reactionDutch Harbor PH wrote:Did you have a load of Moonshine in the trunk...?????phjrsaunt wrote:Cool story! thank you for sharing! I could NEVER up and leave a secure placeMottola-Buffett wrote:This past Saturday, Rick and I celebrated the 18th anniversary of our very first date. Although, to be fair, the term"first date" doesn't exactly apply, since our meeting was purely by chance... one morning at a bed and breakfast in Southern California. We spent the day walking around Beverly Hills, strolling along Santa Monica's 3rd St. Promenade and enjoying drinks in Marina del Rey.
Why am I telling you this, you ask? (No, I'm not completely narcissistic)
What sparked this little reminiscence is yet another "fun question" that I came across the other day:
"WHAT'S THE MOST DARING THING YOU'VE EVER DONE?"
Our anniversary got me to thinking about the reason I ended up in California in the first place. I blame it on a great amount of desperation, but for the sake of this post, let's call it daring. --- In my early 20's, unhappy with the life I'd created, I decided to quit my secure professional job, pack my belongings and enough money to last a month into my little Subaru and drive west. I had no idea where the road would lead (Colorado was on my short list) and I must admit, I was extremely nervous, but, to make a long story short, two weeks later I pulled into LA carting two South African guys I'd met in Vegas and within a few weeks, and down to my last hundred dollars, I'd met my future husband, found a well-paying job, was offered a gig to crew on an 85' yacht and had signed up to house-sit at a 5 million dollar home in Laguna Beach right on the ocean.
Not sure if that sounds daring to you, but I happen to be a rather conservative girl and quitting a guaranteed safe job to drive west on my own into the unknown took a heck of a lot of courage (the nervous eye- twitch I developed proves it!).
And so I ask you ... "What's the most daring thing you've ever done?"
Lisa
The most daring (and foolhardy!) thing I ever did was try to outrun the county police when they passed me on the other side of the road and noticed my "reject" inspection sticker on my Jetta. To this DAY, I don't know what possessed me....I just TOOK OFF....found a hiding place and sat there for like an HOUR til I was sure I wasn't going to get caught.
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rednekkPH wrote:Moderators, you might as well lock up this thread right now, 'cause ain't nobody out there gonna top this.
Ya know the tag that's on everybody's mattress that says "DO NOT REMOVE UNDER PENALTY OF LAW"?
I removed mine. Yup, that's right. That's how much of a bad ass I am.
Seems to have turned out pretty well. 
