Yes Ghost do tell.... I'll relate a store about a parrot if you do...

Hmm, the plot doth thicken methinks.......


Anyone want a head cold, I'm giving it away free.

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D I E S E L wrote:

YEMX wrote:

DentinheaD wrote: Sounds like a good name for a new Squad..... LOLA

Edit: I take that back.... All I get outa LOLA is Little Old Lady Anu_. I'm not really into that name anymore.....

"Lola" is a song written by Ray Davies and performed by English rock band the Kinks. The song details a romantic encounter between a young man and a possible transvestite or transgender person he meets in a club in Soho, London, with the narrator describing his confusion towards a person named Lola who "walked like a woman and talked like a man".


Oopsy....

Learn something new everyday!!!!

LOL reminds me of a time I was drinking in a local BIKER bar when the UGLIEST woman you've ever seen sits down besides me , after some small talk "RUTH" starts to rub the inside of my leg... Great I thought, ugliest damn woman I've ever seen and she's hitting on me, so I was already to tell her I was married or that I was Gay when she went to get another drink, then the guy next to me asked how do you like gays? I said as long as they keep to themselves I'm ok with it, then the guy says I got one rubbing my leg... RUTH was really A "RICK"
So that's my Lola man she story and NO I'm not telling how the rest of the night play out.

We have all been THERE diesel, but I admire your courage for telling us about it, ALMOST makes me want to tell mine. ALMOST

As c'mon, do tell, you know you'll feel better for gettin off your chest

Alright alright but I'm sure I'm going to regret this:

When I first got out of the Navy I moved to where I'm living now, before moving to El Paso for several years and moving back, you wouldn't know what to look at me now but I'm quite the dancer, my mother was very old fashioned and insisted that my sister and I each take five years of dance lesson to include ballroom, salsa, tango, the walls and of course the Texas two-step to include all the dips, Turns, and most the lifts. Because of this, all the bars I've ever frequented in my bachelor days are usually had a line of girls waiting their turn to dance. When the owner of a dance club and Wichita Falls that I used to frequent saw this we made an arrangement for me to teach dance lessonsto single girls early on in the evening on the bar was slow. After a couple weeks this came to be a very popular thing around town and I began… Meeting… More women that I ever did in the Navy. There used to be a "girl" that came to all three weekly sessions religiously, shet had, Um, let's say, very large eye-catching man-made features. When she first started coming around I didn't pay her much attention and she didn't pay me much either. However, one night, I guess the boot struck her and I was a little tipsy and she put the moves on me like nobody ever has before. She was kissing me, doing certain things on the dance floor, nibbling at my ear, and the whole 9 yards. When it came time to close the deal, she agreed to come home with me,so I fetched her coat and left her in the front of the bar to go get the truck. I should probably tell you that throughout the evening a bartender I was friendly with kept trying to get my attention and I told him to quit cock blocking and just ignored him. Now on my way to get the truckthis bartender came running out the door, caught up with me and informed me that the person I have been spending the evening with was actually a man. We argued about this a bit,, and long story short I left that he she standing in front of the bar and drove off. Luckily for my own ego nobody ever brought this up and I never saw the he she again.

There was another time when I was in the Navy, after crossing the line, (look it up) that some of my shipmates tried to pull a practical joke in the Philippines. But I'm absolutely not tellingTHAT STORY

Ha ha. Good one ghost. I like how all the detail was there and then the story drops of a cliff with the end. That's not really the end is it.

Funny story. I used to get dance lessons from a guy...

Been busy all day with grownup stuff and just popped on. Love seeing 42 posts waiting for me. Man you guys were on it there. Wish I had a funny story to contribute but nothing like that ever happens while out at the clubs here in Chicago. I mean you never get to see a tranny climb/force themselves into the back seat of the car to make out with your friend who's barely conscious. I think I'd probably die laughing if I saw my friend snap out of it the moment he went for the down south feelsky only to come up with a little more than bargained for. I might not even believe my eyes when seeing the tranny, who has now been offended by my friends reaction, throw down a beating on him ala sugar ray style. It's so boring here.....

I use to go to this club that had an all male review from 7-9.

I know what you thinking.... I was in the show... Nope not even the towel boy.
But me and a buddy would get there at like 8:30 and then at 9. They moved this big fake wall that blocked of part of the bar for the show. And man let me tell you! We would be the only two dudes sitting there feeling like we were T-Bone steak in front of a nation of starving crazed women!!! Man we were like rock stars for at least 30-35 minutes! Lol

YEMX wrote: I use to go to this club that had an all male review from 7-9.

I know what you thinking.... I was in the show... Nope not even the towel boy.
But me and a buddy would get there at like 8:30 and then at 9. They moved this big fake wall that blocked of part of the bar for the show. And man let me tell you! We would be the only two dudes sitting there feeling like we were T-Bone steak in front of a nation of starving crazed women!!! Man we were like rock stars for at least 30-35 minutes! Lol

I used to pull a similar thing at the aforementioned club in my story, they had a male review about once a month. But what worked best is there's an Air Force Base nearby that serves as an A schoolfor mostly girls become and paramedics in the Air Force. Are used to find a group of them, Pop A Viagra, and take the ugliest one of the group home. She wouldn't tell her friends what happened, and being fresh out of Boot CampThe others would soon come to me. By the time they caught on it was time for them to go to their permanent duty station and there was a fresh batch of recruits waiting

Jimboslice27 wrote: Been busy all day with grownup stuff and just popped on. Love seeing 42 posts waiting for me. Man you guys were on it there. Wish I had a funny story to contribute but nothing like that ever happens while out at the clubs here in Chicago. I mean you never get to see a tranny climb/force themselves into the back seat of the car to make out with your friend who's barely conscious. I think I'd probably die laughing if I saw my friend snap out of it the moment he went for the down south feelsky only to come up with a little more than bargained for. I might not even believe my eyes when seeing the tranny, who has now been offended by my friends reaction, throw down a beating on him ala sugar ray style. It's so boring here.....

Mrs. ghost Rider is a Yankee as well, she grew up in Chicago And frequented many clubs there

KA5EY wrote: Ha ha. Good one ghost. I like how all the detail was there and then the story drops of a cliff with the end. That's not really the end is it.

Funny story. I used to get dance lessons from a guy...

That is absolutely the end of story! You didn't take lessons in Wichita Falls Texas did you? Dancing is great though it levels the playing field for big ugly guys like me

WOW.... Good stories,,,,, Sad thing on all your part's was that I was the man in the dress you all hit on........

Nice to see you all getting along.....

Oh yea, Yemx..... How'd the Bra shopping go.....

Long night of work.... Goodnight....

DentinheaD wrote: WOW.... Good stories,,,,, Sad thing on all your part's was that I was the man in the dress you all hit on........

Nice to see you all getting along.....

Oh yea, Yemx..... How'd the Bra shopping go.....

Long night of work.... Goodnight....

Well why didn't you say it was you, that would've changed everything, the pink duct tape alone is reason enough

I like my bath's.....

Edit: had to start a thread with this Pic.... Something about playing with turd boats made my day.....

DentinheaD wrote:

I like my bath's.....

Edit: had to start a thread with this Pic.... Something about playing with turd boats made my day.....

Makes me think of the movie Caddy shack, with the Mounds bar floating in the swimming pool with the soundtrack of jaws playing in the background, man that movie cracks me up, especially the floating turd, they drain the pool and a guy in a chemical suit picks up the turd with all the on lookers and says it's okay and he takes a bit out of it, cracks me up ever time I think of it.

Dent, bath poops are gross dude.

I have appreciated all the stories of degenerate youth. I too have hung in the male strip joint to take advantage of the impassioned young women left behind.

Back in the college days, I had a fraternity brother who got married. Once he put that wedding ring on, women were throwing themselves at him. We concluded after many beers and much discussion that the wedding ring was a p-magnet. All of us budding social scientists went to the pawn shops and bought wedding bands. We discovered that wearing them as a group produced no effect. But one man wearing the ring in a group of unringed men produced the p-magnet effect with great reliability.

I was always content to leave at 10 with a 2. The ring of power enabled me to leave at 1 with an 8! Quite the upgrade. You also got the bonus of saying, "We can't go to my place." Or, "I'll call you, but you can't call me.". Needless to say those were great days...

Hmmmm back in the day I would leave the bar at 2 with a 10 and wake up at 10 with a 2....

Did that too, Diesel. But I would always take the sure thing over what might be. Like the great Joe Gibbs said, "You never take points off the board."

D I E S E L wrote:

DentinheaD wrote:

I like my bath's.....

Edit: had to start a thread with this Pic.... Something about playing with turd boats made my day.....

Makes me think of the movie Caddy shack, with the Mounds bar floating in the swimming pool with the soundtrack of jaws playing in the background, man that movie cracks me up, especially the floating turd, they drain the pool and a guy in a chemical suit picks up the turd with all the on lookers and says it's okay and he takes a bit out of it, cracks me up ever time I think of it.

As a mom, it is important that we know are Caddy shack history, diesel, it was a baby Ruth that the girl through into the pool






Although some product placement with mounds and some kind of… Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don't… Satire would've been good

TXLAWMAN wrote: Dent, bath poops are gross dude.

I have appreciated all the stories of degenerate youth. I too have hung in the male strip joint to take advantage of the impassioned young women left behind.

Back in the college days, I had a fraternity brother who got married. Once he put that wedding ring on, women were throwing themselves at him. We concluded after many beers and much discussion that the wedding ring was a p-magnet. All of us budding social scientists went to the pawn shops and bought wedding bands. We discovered that wearing them as a group produced no effect. But one man wearing the ring in a group of unringed men produced the p-magnet effect with great reliability.

I was always content to leave at 10 with a 2. The ring of power enabled me to leave at 1 with an 8! Quite the upgrade. You also got the bonus of saying, "We can't go to my place." Or, "I'll call you, but you can't call me.". Needless to say those were great days...

I had a shipmate a guy by the name of Jack Jackson, that had this way with women. I was once at an all night breakfast placewith him across the way there was a booth with a nice looking young lady and her big steroid infused boyfriend. Jack always popular with the ladies, however one of the ugliest Sobs i've ever seen never said a word to her, email he looked at her looked at the booth seat next up and look at her again and repeated this 3 to 4 times about 20 minutes later said chickadee walked over to her table set down next to Jack wrote down her phone number then got up and went and sat back down with her boyfriend I word was never exchanged.

Another time when walking into a club to nice-looking girls walked out, as we were walking in, Jack said " Who said you could leave? I just got here!" And in about 25 seconds later he had both of them in the car, our ride, and left with them.

After seeing these incidents we all decided that Jack was the Obi-Wan Kenobi of getting the P, we urged him to take us all on as his Padawan learners. That is when Jack, the wonderful sleazeball he was, imparted to us his rule of fives. I have seen this work but have never had the guts to try it. Jack would pick out five women he would start approaching them from ugliest the prettiest asking each one of them to go home with him, Pointblank, sometimes it was the first one, Sometimes it was the last one and sometimes he got slapped or drink thrown At himbut he always went home with somebod. it was the damnedest thing I ever saw

D I E S E L wrote: Hmmmm back in the day I would leave the bar at 2 with a 10 and wake up at 10 with a 2....

Yah I really miss the day's of waking up to being some chicks number 2!!!!

EDIT: "Here you go HotLip's down a couple more shots. I will look better I promise!!!"

Lol I slay myself with this stuff!!!!

I got this app the otherday. It is pretty fun to mess with. I was hoping to us it to help with building some wake surfboards, and to help me develope a larger wave behind my boat. Thought some of you would enjoy messing around with it, as far as lift and drag and stuff.

(Sadly we might not see Dent for awhile if he down loads it!!!!)

OK I've been laughing for about 10 minutes now over the last few posts... Guys, I'm not sure but, I think thats what this M.O.M thread is all about, or its supposed to be...Right?

D I E S E L wrote: OK I've been laughing for about 10 minutes now over the last few posts... Guys, I'm not sure but, I think thats what this M.O.M thread is all about, or its supposed to be...Right?

Damn Right!!!!!

"Well at least form me that is the part I enjoy the most! Cutting up and having a good time!"

Edit: When it starts to feel like work or a chore... It looses it's luster real fast!

Gentlemen, the time has come for me to move on. I have made an official in game request to leave the squad. Don't know if that requires any confirmation. I did notice that the MOM tag didn't immediately go away.

I wish you all the best.

I've been reading my last few posts, I need to stop using auto correct and the microphone button on my keyboard

Sorry to see you go, GAW. You know where to find us. Don't be a stranger.

GAW wrote: Gentlemen, the time has come for me to move on. I have made an official in game request to leave the squad. Don't know if that requires any confirmation. I did notice that the MOM tag didn't immediately go away.

I wish you all the best.

This is how a respectable MOM abandons ship. The fun starts about a minute in...

Doggy Dix wrote:

GAW wrote: Gentlemen, the time has come for me to move on. I have made an official in game request to leave the squad. Don't know if that requires any confirmation. I did notice that the MOM tag didn't immediately go away.

I wish you all the best.

very sad I think. But at the same time, I fully understand your decision.
walk in peace my friend...

Sorry to see you go GAW, I wish you would reconsider,I know its been tough around here lately but it will get better.

The rush to the life boats has already happened. This will be a good, core corps of Mean Old Men (some of whom are women and children). We are making progress.

Doggy Dix wrote: In the worst case, this becomes even signal and plug out after this ... and causes a rush to the lifeboats

to sit on the stearn and joke and watch the stars while titanic turns into the depths can on the other side be a way to keep track of the time.

But i hear a call of invites "all to the lifeboats, women and children first then prominent gentlemen ... farmers and unable hereby make themselves no trouble !!!"...

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I got no harsh feelings for GAW. Drama ain't no fun, and a game should be fun. Now we have a good time more than not. I hope he reconsiders, but I'll still give him an in game salute when I see him. If he is red, well I'll have to kill him too!

GAW wrote: Gentlemen, the time has come for me to move on. I have made an official in game request to leave the squad. Don't know if that requires any confirmation. I did notice that the MOM tag didn't immediately go away.

I wish you all the best.

GAW, your a good guy to have around, would like you to reconsider this action.