</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Originally posted by kyellow4:
<strong>You could have bought us a drink or 10. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" /> </strong></font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Well I tried, I really did, bartender wouldnt take my laundered money, get it haha, laundered money haha, man i kill me sometimes lol

LTHW..

Why would you have laundered money....did you pee on it?

NOW

LTHW, you are funny, kind of like Liny. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Razz]" src="images/icons/tongue.gif" />

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Originally posted by NotOnlyWords:
<strong> LTHW..

Why would you have laundered money....did you pee on it?

NOW </strong></font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">No NOW lol, yesterday morning I took the clothes I was wearing the day before and some others and washed them, only problem was, I left my paycheck in my pants <img border="0" title="" alt="[Frown]" src="images/icons/frown.gif" /> hence........laundered money lol

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial"> Last summer on the gulf course I had to pee so bad I knew I couldn't make it back to the clubhouse, so I ducked behind some bushes and peed all over the seat of my pants (yes the were pulled down). Well I was on a league and couldn't leave the game, so I had to borrow my sisters sweatshirt and tie it about my waist for the rest of the game. But first I had to come out of the bushes in front of every one and ask her for it. It was horrible! So I guess I have to take my pants completely off and hang on a tree if I am to pee outside. Can you imagine </font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">ROTHFLMAO Now everyone at work thinks (or maybe knows) there is something wrong with me! I sit here laughing at this box on my desk! Weaver that was hilarious. You ARE an idiot! <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" /> <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" /> <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />
hey, i just had a thought...where else in the world can you call someone an idiot and it be taken as a compliment? <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" />

Well after pigging out yesterday at our office Christmas party I was a good girl and went to Curves to work out at lunch today and am now drinking my lunch. (a smoothie <img border="0" title="" alt="[Razz]" src="images/icons/tongue.gif" /> )

oh but did I happen to mention the box of See's on my desk <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" /> <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" /> <img border="0" title="" alt="[Roll Eyes]" src="images/icons/rolleyes.gif" />

Did I kill the thread?? <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" />

What the heck are "sees"

KY -

I'm not really a golfer. In fact I never even held a club before I joined the league. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" /> I thought what better way to learn than to jump right in.

And I refused to buy clubs until after I played a season. Oh yeah, they all loved me in that league.

"Oh, it's my turn already??? Well quick somebody give me a club then. Are you sure this is the right club? No, I am not going to count my strokes. That is sooooo yuppy, who cares about the score anyway??? I thought we were here to have fun. Hey, where is that bar cart? OH, it's my turn AGAIN? Give me a club someone. Are you SURE this is the right club? I am not going in THERE looking for your stupid ball, give me a break"

Oh yeah they LOVED me on that team. Do you think they'll ask me to join again next summer?

All I really wanted to do was ride around in the cart and get a nice tan. I think next summer I'll go back to the old fashioned way and get a tan in the tanning bed, like normal people. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial"> What the heck are "sees"

</font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Chocolate ya idjut!

Weaver, love your style. Joining a golf league to get a tan and ride on the cart! LMAO You got nerve girl! <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

Chocolate ya idjut!

Oh jeez, I should have known! <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

Like your style too!

Well I got some decorations and a little girl which needs some tending.

Later...

FF said: </font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial"> hey, i just had a thought...where else in the world can you call someone an idiot and it be taken as a compliment? </font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">SO TRUE!!!!

See's? Lucky you. My aunt from SF once brought us See's chocolates for Christmas one year. It was heavenly. Very expensive. That's the see's your talkin about, right?

Guess I should read the rest of the thread before jumping in. What an idiot.

Weaver: I hate golf, but loved your golf course story!

Hello Ejjits!!!!

I know we are all so tired of talking about the FWS - FBS - OW - OM - A - R ...but now we've resorted to "P" (and my DH stared the whole thing).

I will now de-thrown myself (no pun intended). I once didn't have a cup to ya know in. I was very drunk (New Year's Eve on the Jax Beach, FL). I had to go so bad and the only place to go was the Sports Bar up the road ... my BF wouldn't take me ... and me being a lady I couldn't ... no I wouldn't go into a bar by myself. My BF's friend's GF said "I'll go with ya". And off we went. I just couldn't make it and said I'd have to duck behind the dunes. She was to keep watch. Well, I did the deed. Problem is ... I was wearing a dress and pantyhose .... Anybody guess what I did or should I say didn't do? Yes, I lifted my dress ... however I forgot I was wearing pantyhose. Explain that to your date ... I went to pee in the Sports bar and come back with no pantyhose on and carrying you shoes ..... Oops! <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" /> (And the GF that was look out, well she convinced me another time to go into the men's room at the Mcdonald's b/c the ladies' line was so long and the men were going in and out so fast. She yelled a "Anybody in here???" and like 10 of us made a dash for it. By the time we got out. The mens' line was getting as long as the Ladies' line and the manager was trying to calm the old ladies down - they were yelling "There's girls in the boys' room!!!!!")

So, I can't always make to the bathroom, I guess I mean to the cup <img border="0" title="" alt="[Wink]" src="images/icons/wink.gif" /> .

(Oh and thanks LINY for sharing this remarkable tale that reinstated "Potty Humor").

Well, changing the subject (and hopefully killing it - with exception to Dobie "the bathroom attendant". Oh and please wash your hands, unless you know where they've been!).

Anyway, I'm off to become a stunning beauty. (Okay I'm gonna try). Tonight is LINY's unit's christmas dinner. I have to admit I'm a little nervous. The OW's sis is in LINY's unit and I'm a little worry OW will make an appearance to maybe "stop in for a drink". I would really have to kill her - but I am prepared. I have her home phone number programed into my cell - I haven't told her H (yet). I am prepared to "dial and tell" - tell him to come get his W and why. (I figure that making the phone call will give me time to calm down and not beat the tar out of the wench). Though I am prepared for the whole shoes coming off ... hold my earrings ... don't make me come over there ***** ... it will be on .. and then some ... if *need* be. (The *need* being me having to whomp her *** <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" /> ) (Oops did I say that?) Wish me luck.

I'll be back b/f I go - I may even go in to the building and have my H escort me out.

<small>[ December 18, 2004, 07:43 AM: Message edited by: Justuss ]</small>

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial"> Though I am prepared for the whole shoes coming off ... hold my earrings ... don't make me come over there ***** ... it will be on .. and then some ... if *need* be. (The *need* being me having to whomp her *** ) (Oops did I say that?) Wish me luck.

</font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">geez Brown you got ME afraid to show up and I don't even know where! <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" />

Yes, RH See's chocolates are the BEST! Yum. So much for my diet.

<small>[ December 18, 2004, 07:44 AM: Message edited by: Justuss ]</small>

Brown, you go tonight and show them your stuff - not literally though! Make us proud. I wanna hear how you were slinking around outshining everyone.

Brown, you go girl!!

It's half way down the page now but the golf stories (not the potty stories) made me think of another idiot thing I did.

I don't play golf either but on a staff weekend away we all played on the 9 hole course attached to the hotel. It was right next to a main road.

The guy who was showing me which club to use was watching my dreadful attempts and by the time we got to the last green he gave me a 7 iron to hit the very short distance to the green.

Well, I whacked the ball, it soared into the air, went for miles, out onto the road and hit a car.

I was jumping up and down, ecstatic with joy at my wonderful shot till the guy helping me said "hitting a car with a golf ball while the ball and car are travelling at high speed is NOT a good thing." <img border="0" title="" alt="[Roll Eyes]" src="images/icons/rolleyes.gif" />

I should add, no one was hurt, the car just kept on going.

While I've been reading and posting I have also been helping myself to the box of chocolates one of the profs gave me yesterday. Ain't Christmas grand?

Come on, Robby, it's not funny any more. WHERE ARE YOU?

Jen

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial"> I was jumping up and down, ecstatic with joy at my wonderful shot till the guy helping me said "hitting a car with a golf ball while the ball and car are travelling at high speed is NOT a good thing."

</font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">I see now why I don't play golf. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" /> I am one of those people that hits the tennis ball like I want to hit a homerun in softball. KiwiJ. this was hilarious and so much nicer than potty talk. Dobie, are you hanging out in the men's room again? <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

Have fun y'all I am taking the weekend off from Iville. I need to actually accomplish something this weekend. Luv ya all.

Robbie, hoping your absence is a GOOD thing. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Wink]" src="images/icons/wink.gif" /> <img border="0" title="" alt="[Confused]" src="images/icons/confused.gif" />

See ya, FF. Have a great weekend. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Smile]" src="images/icons/smile.gif" />

I was also thinking about AW's post when she said Aussie was pissed. I thought I'd translate some Aussie/Kiwi language into American.

Pissed = drunk
Pissed off = angry
Sh** faced = drunk

And the one that gets all Americans every time they visit England, Australia or NZ and causes HUGE embarrassment to them.

Fanny = women's unmentionable bits (very, very impolite usage and almost as bad as the other very bad word).

Jen

Bye FF. Have a great weekend.

Jen - We say Sh faced too. But when AW said pissed, I thought she meant angry. You'll best be translating so we understand what you're talking about. My friend is married to a New Zealander, and I still have trouble understanding when he starts talking.