The 3rd official Random Discussion For TPBM Photo's and Photographers Thread (3)

Skrim17 wrote in post #3975791
Lonnie likes getting touched by T.D.'s weenie fish, haven't you been keepign up?

Oh my... I am going back to Tupperware....

Skrim17 wrote in post #3975791
Lonnie likes getting touched by T.D.'s weenie fish, haven't you been keepign up?

CRISSA! THAT'S AWFUL!

sorry I'm a tad punchy...

Skrim17 wrote in post #3975791
Lonnie likes getting touched by T.D.'s weenie fish, haven't you been keepign up?

I think you missed a couple posts. Or I did.

:: trying to resist typing about T.D.'s BIG fish to make it better ::

Where'd Glow boy go?

I scared him off

"... just because you're paranoid doesn't mean there isn't an invisible demon about to eat your face."



Sorry. Doing a search, and this quote cracked me up.

OK, in a vain attempt to shift directions.... I will throw cold water on everything by putting up another Puddle Excerpt. This is on the subject of Eating:

So, for a male, between the ages of thirteen and, say, twenty eight (this depends on genetics), eating requires absolutely no finesse. It requires sheer volume. Quantity over quality.

Now, this eating machine, at the peak of his “game”, starts to date. A date, usually, involves eating. The girl will order off of the little kiddy menu, and the guy will order the last half of the regular menu. Their food will arrive at the same time. Her plate will have two or three items weighing a total of five ounces. His plate, or more accurately, plates, will weigh in at the same as a 3.7 liter, V-6 Jeep engine. On top of all this, they will finish at the same time. He will have spotlessly cleaned off every plate of food. She will have finished three of the five ounces, and she will ask for a “doggy bag”.

None of this is big news to anyone. It’s not a secret. What is a secret, however, is what happens when the girl gets home from that date. As soon as the guy drops her off, and he’s gone, she will rip into that “doggy bag” and scarf down the remaining dinner in two bites. Then she will then tear open the ‘fridge and begin a feeding frenzy of any article of food that she finds in there.

You see, the girl is growing just as the boy is growing. The furnace is burning just as hot and fiercely. True, she might not eat as much as the boy, but it’s close. The ploy the girl uses is to make the boy think that she barely eats. The last thing the girl wants is a reputation of slamming down more hamburgers than her boyfriend. Conversely, no boy wants a reputation that his girlfriend eats more hamburgers than him.

The upshot of all this is when a young man and young woman get married, there’s usually quite a learning curve for the man to endure. This learning curve begins when the newlyweds have their first meal during the honeymoon.

They both emerge from their room, both starved and they take a trip to the nearest restaurant. They are seated, scan the menus, and are ready to order.

Him: “Do you want the kiddy menu?”
Her: “What? Huh? Are you joking? I’m hungry here.”
Him: “Oh, yeah. Well, you used to order off of the kiddy m…”
Her: “You are soooo sweet. No, I’ll order off of the ‘Grown Up’ menu.”
Him: “I’m going to have a couple of cheeseburgers, extra fries, vanilla milkshake and a Coke. What are you going to have.”
Her: “Page three. And part of page six.”
Him: “Ha ha. You’re funny. Really, what?”
Her: “Page three. And part of page six. And some appetizers.
Him: “You’re… you’re going to eat all that?”
Her: “Yeah. Why? Gotta problem with that?”
Him: “Uh… no, no. I just didn’t know you could, you know, eat.”
Her: “You’re so silly. If you can’t finish your food, I’ll finish it for you. I always finished Mom and Dad’s dinners. We never had leftovers at home. Ooo, page seven looks good, too.”

What all this means is that the food rationing will be slightly different than what the guy originally thought. While they were dating, the average guy will think that 98-99% of the food in the house will be his, considering that the wife apparently only eats three ounces of food per meal. Now, after the truth come out, it becomes clear to the guy that he will have to share more of the food than he thought. He might wind up only having possession of, maybe, on the outside, only 83% of the food.

I think we skeered Glow Boy off...

Time for me to go away for a bit, too... Ashley needs a walk and the kittehs need a hug. Or, is it the other way around? Or both?

cfpackerfan wrote in post #3975850
"... just because you're paranoid doesn't mean there isn't an invisible demon about to eat your face."



Sorry. Doing a search, and this quote cracked me up.

My favorite one-liner from him is 'and global warming is caused by cow farts'. Had me cracking up off and on for about a half an hour.

cfpackerfan wrote in post #3975835
Where'd Glow boy go?

Skrim17 wrote in post #3975843
I scared him off

thomascanty wrote in post #3975865
I think we skeered Glow Boy off...

I am not skeered of nothing okay T.D.'s little limp fisshy is a bit skeeery:p

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