Tattoos, cyber-stalkers, and random chat: tales from a derailed feedback thread
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Ah ... I'm going to ask to have the last bunch of posts split off into another thread ... in The Pub. This one wasn't supposed to be about tattoos ...
... Bob (Grateful Diver)
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Hey, could also be the bandana
I have never needed cash to lure them in though. But then, I have assets that you do not, so like comparing apples to oranges even if we have similar personalities
Apologies to Bob, who is clearly getting frustrated with the hijack, but Sas's comment reminds me of one of my favourite old jokes:
One day a little boy is walking past the house of a little girl bouncing his ball on the road. The little girl looks out of the window and the boy sticks out his tongue. "I have got a ball and you don't!". The little girl dashes away from the window crying.
The next day as the little boy walks by again the little girl stands outside her door proudly holding up an identical ball. "My mummy got me one too!"
The day after the little boy is riding his bike past the house of a little girl. The little girl looks out of the window and the boy sticks out his tongue. "I have got a bike and you don't!". The little girl dashes away from the window crying.
The next day as the little boy walks by again the little girl stands outside her door proudly standing alongside an identical bike. "My mummy got me one too!"
Infuriated the little boy pulls down his pants, and says: "Well, I have got one of these, and nothing your mummy can do can buy you one of these!". The little girl once again dashes away crying.
The next day the little boy is walking past the house, and there is no sign of the little girl. All of a sudden she bursts out of the front door, pulls down her pants and yells: "My mummy says that as long as I have one of THESE I can have as many of THOSE as I want!".
adurso
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adurso
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I am sure Jax appreciates the way the thread has turned
And you, Bob, stop being a funsucker, before I call the fun police on you
And you, Bob, stop being a funsucker, before I call the fun police on you
adurso
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OK Bob, they are coming for you
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