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The race is running too fast. I was going to quote post #59447, and modify the job to being a male stripper. Interestingly, pretty nearly all of the subsequent posts fit just as well with that job title, but they become more entertaining.
That gave me a good lol
Of course I don't really laugh out loud, more like I give a brief shot of air out my nostrils.
I alternate giving a brief shot of air out each nostril.
=)
I go for more than just those two orifices.
I change upwards of $250/hour for my services. We won't discuss those services however.
Sunday night I made 50 bucks playing harmonica for two hours. Not quite dclamp money, but you take what you can get.
I drink and play pool.
Thabk God for iPhone autocorrect.
I sound like not drink
Belly.
Pffffggggfff
Radberrybb
This race has not ran since yesterday!
Once upon a time, there was a momma with twin sons named Boudreaux and Thibodeaux. Boudreaux was extremely optimistic where as Thibodeaux was extremely pessimistic. As the twins grew older, momma became concerned because Thibodeaux was having issues getting friends because of his pessimism so she decided to bring the twins to a psychiatrist.
Whenever momma got pulled up to the psychiatrist's office, Boudreaux jumped out of the car and the psychiatrist asked him "hey little boy, would you like a sucker?" and Boudreaux replied excitedly "Oh boy sure!" Well Thibodeaux did not want to get out of the car and momma had to practically pull him out and when he approached the psychiatrist, the psychiatrist asked Thibodeaux the same question "hey little boy, would you like a sucker?" Thibodeaux shouted back "I'm not a little boy and I hate suckers!" and scooted away.
The psychiatrist then explained to momma that his method is to take optimistic children and place them into an area of negativity to gauge how optimistic they really are or if they're faking it and take pessimistic children and place them into an area of positivity to try to encourage them. So the psychiatrist walked Boudreaux and placed him in a room full of manure and locked him in. The psychiatrist then walked Thibodeaux into a room full of toys and candy and locked him into the room.
Momma patiently waited for 30 minutes until the time was up and practically ran to see if it worked on Thibodeaux. Whenever she opened the door she saw candy scattered every where and toys ripped apart. She turned to the psychiatrist and said "Oh no, what is to be of my poor Boudreaux?!" and sprinted to the room where Boudreaux was. Whenever she opened door, Boudreaux was clearing the manure into separate piles and had crap all in his hair, teeth, and body. When the mom asked why is he doing this(assuming he had gone crazy) and Boudreaux replied "Momma, with all this crap there is bound to be a pony somewhere!"
Oh NOEZ!!
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Boudreaux and Thibodeaux jokes are in Louisiana's culture.
Boudreaux sounds like:
b - Like bat
oo - Like food
d - Like dog
row - Like row
Herman, Therman, and Sherman were both twins. Except Herman, of course. They put him to bed early because he sleeps slow.
That's how I feel, too.
Going for a walk. Back in a month.
Bye bye! Hope you have fun!
Now that I am officially an old codger I like to interrupt anyone that has me cornered at a party.
"Wait a minute! I just realized something. My feets work and I don't care!"
*Shuffle shuffle*
Been putting miles on my pedometer that way.
:lol:
Happy Halloween.
ahh, thanksgiving is around the corner!
I'm waiting for spring to end. The pollen is killing me this year.
Has been for a couple of months.
I'm medicating at work and that means i am not doing my best.
I cannot even drink one beer without feeling down.
I need to be clear and awake to code.
Just part of being close to 65 and in poor health.
i was having a conversation with a friend ! we talked about like 30 min ! we were talking about hacking and pen testing.
at the end of the conversation he said : well..i guess i couldnt be a good hacker! maybe i didnt had the potential. now i'll try to become a hacker in real world!
Me : what do you mean by become a hacker in real world!
friend : let me make an example : instead of trying an sql injection you inject something into their life
Me : :eek::confused:
i was looking at him for like 4 sec and then he just stood and walk!
being a monk must get lonely at times.
Especially a PC one.
alright as usually we have geniuses reading POST RACE
so i have a question : i was running a patch and i liked the music so how can i rip that music off the program ?
i endedup using stereo mix and sound recorder ! thats why they call me genius
Another headline filed under: Only in America...
Georgia man wounds mother-in-law after bullet ricochets off armadillo
Sunday April 19th 2015.
2:16 am.
Can't sleep.
Rummaged around in the fridge.
Heart burn city.
Washed hands and face repeatedly.
Eyeballing the ceiling.
And.....
Post Race is on top again.
lawl.
I had my first kid when I was 22. Hopefully I won't be a grandfather at 32!
I did get the programming job by the way!
Only, I underbid to get the job...
But I do want to build up my portfolio!
April 23rd and it's still snowing here. :mad:
I'm rewriting a program that was originally written in VB6 and it is an online version of the trading card game Overpower.
It's bad enough you have no "posting time filter" - now you just go and repeat yourself.
And that darn bug!
VBForums has been timing out on me a lot lately and I've been double posting.
Certainly isn't because of the tons of active members trolling the site.
I've never seen it so empty here - they roll the sidewalks up on the weekends now...
What's worse? Driving a delivery van on the Nurburgring or being the guy who gets passed by the delivery van on the Nurburgring?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?featur...&v=43FZqZEUKK4