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I still can't help but think this is just a joke, after psi chewed on some bad X.
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the only way psi could turn chiefsplanet MORE upside down is if he admitted he was rich scanlon. Seriously -EB- |
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Too late. She already ate the 50 pounds of chicken fried steak. |
so, without reading all three pages, summary?? I'm suspecting joke, but with psi, ya never know
-EB- |
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Ebola's too goddamned lazy to read through this thread but thinks nothing of demanding fellow 'Planeteer's to do his secretarial work for him. I think that about covers it. HTH... |
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Dude that is disgusting. Why would you ruin a steak like that. if a steak is properly prepared you do not need any type of condiment on it. |
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-EB- |
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To heck with this transsexual stuff. We need more confession threads about female posters who have experimented sexually with other women.
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Only things that go on steak.
Roquefort or Gorganzola Mushrooms in Red Wine Reduction Horseradish Cream [if it's prime rib] |
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I will tell you any story you want to hear for a ticket to a game |
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Will you tell me the story in person, or do I have to call your 900 number? |
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I guess people don't like to hear 312lb Heating and Air Conditioning Repairmen eating chicken fried steak for 10cents a minute |
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Psi, you should really practice before you decide this is what you want to do. We can all chip in and buy you one of these if you like. Training wheels, if you will.........
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http://snltranscripts.jt.org/03/pics/03emerv2.jpg But will you tell the story while pullin' on mah wiener? "I said LOVE. . . It's a crazy roller-coaster ri-a-i-ide." ROFL ROFL |
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Psi feeling compelled to share that story is so damned inspirational that Bob Dole feels like sharing, too.
Just like Psi, Bob Dole has posted some wacky shit here over the past few years, with the primary difference being that Bob Dole is actually intelligent and funny (and as those of you who have met Bob Dole know, extremely handsome). And just like Psi, this isn't one of those moments. Bob Dole has wanted to share this since the old KC Star forum days, but hasn't had the nerve to admit it until reading this story (and having 4 beers). It truly is liquid courage! Just like Psi, Bob Dole ate and crapped his pants at a young age, but unlike Psi, Bob Dole stopped before his 14th birthday. Just like Psi, Bob Dole is often miserable, but unlike Psi, Bob Dole chooses to ignore his frustrations and occupy his mind with women and alcohol instead of lounging on pink sheets throwing tantrums nobody can hear. And unlike Psi, Bob Dole isn't rambling, so shut the **** up. Bob Dole played kickball as a child, but Bob Dole ruled. Well, at least until that bitch Allison Devan wasn't paying any attention and ran face first into Bob Dole's upper lip and crammed one of her brace-enhanced ****ing rabbit teeth through Bob Dole's upper lip on his 9th birthday. Happy Birthday Bob! Hope you enjoy the smell of that sticky crap they put on with the butterfly stitches, as it will be your constant companion for the next 3 ****ing weeks. At least the stupid bitch managed to grow some decent tits later on and didn't have a problem sharing them. And doesn't everything in life come down to tit size in the end? Still not rambling. Bob Dole suspects that Psi also tried bowling, but sucked at it. Why else would there be no mention of bowling? On the other hand, Bob Dole was an excellent league bowler in his teens. The league secretary was a 40ish woman named Wanda who had an impressive rack. She was truly an inspiration, as only a nice rack can inspire a pubescent boy, if you get Bob Dole's drift. Bob Dole carried the third highest average in the league most seasons and used a 14 pound ball. It was about the size of one of Wanda's titties. This is harder than Bob Dole thought it would be. Type type tpye, backspace backspace backspace, rinse and repeat. Damn this beer is good and cold. Bob Dole has an excellent refrigerator. It's a Whirlpool. Icemaker equipped. Almond in color. Handles installed on the left, thank you very much. But back to the point, since just like Psi, Bob Dole wandered a bit. Bob Dole's sheets are white. Both sets. Cotton. Queen size with a decent thread count. Bob Dole is also white, but not as white as the sheets. Bob Dole likes them to be pressed when they come out of the dryer so they are nice and smooth and crisp. Of course, Bob Dole likes to think that every Thursday is Steak and a Blowjob day, but that isn't ****ing happening either. Why all the boring backstory? Because it makes Bob Dole laugh knowing that you're actually reading this shit. Lemmings. Just kidding. The backstory is important because it talks about titties and bowling and kickball. The backstory serves to illustrate that males in mid-america are fascinated with that stuff. And dodgeball. What the **** is wrong with all the people trying to ban dodgeball? They probably want to whack off their peckers, too. Friday the 13th. Wow. Bob Dole can read a calendar. (Other really interesting and entertaining stuff edited for brevity and saved for future use.) Anyway, the primary point is that Bob Dole has been living a lie for more than 4 years, which is like 28 dog years. And Bob Dole has two dogs, so it's been like 56 years, which is a lifetime to almost everyone here but Skip. Bob Dole has come to think of two or three of you as almost decent human beings during the time here, and Bob Dole can't stand living the lie any longer. Bob Dole's name isn't really Bob Dole. |
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ROFL.........ROFL..........ROFL............I am crying I am laughing so hard. And yes you are right...it always comes down to the size.:) |
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Bob Dole, I am not going to copy that whole post of yours in the interest of saving space but that may be the funniest thing I have ever read. I love Dodgeball and bowling is important! ROFL
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That is singularly the funniest thing I have ever seen Bob Dole (or whatever Bob Dole's real name is) post!!! ROFL ROFL ROFL
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The Planet rules. Other than that, I have nothing much to add.... |
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200 posts and this thread hasn't even hit its stride yet. Afterburners - ignite! |
Night crew UNITE!
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j/k :) |
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Uh, I didn't put anything about no serial killers in the small print of your offer. Is that going to be a problem? |
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I can't seem to say this enough: I just want to go to the games next season!! So buy my tickets!!! Okay? o:-) |
Bob Dole some of your posts have made me crack a smile but this latest one takes the cake!
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What the fuck is going on here.
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See what happens when you only come here at night? You miss all the interesting stuff.
Be sure to check out the 300 lb. plummer. |
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He uses it all the time, so leave him alone.
On a related note, his hands will NEVER be in danger of falling off. |
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I swear to God, Bob Dole is the funniest sumbitch on this site. Sorry Rainman.
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I really can't believe everyone is surprised by the thread starter. Psi's avatar has clearly given this away. It's a banana, a banana that is detached and riding a bicycle. The banana is clearly running away. Symbolism at it's finest.
Good luck to you Psi. Always remember, at least you don't have near the mental issues that Bob Dole does. |
This doesn't change anything for me.
Psi is still THE college football guru to me, both here and on another board I used to frequent. I just wish you hadn't said you like Slipknot. I don't think I can handle that. |
I don't care what sex Psi is or becomes. But the whole "ketchup on steak" thing really freaks me out.
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Speaking of which, I've made a huge mistake... Nah. I'm still glad I posted it. Probably could have gone about things better, but I felt like I had to just throw it out as quickly as possible before I lost my nerve. Funny thing, though... I don't think there is any way I wouldn't have posted that yesterday, barring a power outage or something. Should say something about the state I was in that finally got so bad it enabled me to just say "**** it" and let it go. I took a stroll around the neighborhood yesterday morning, before composing the post, and felt almost comically serene (another good band name?). On second thought, that's nowhere near as catchy as General Incoherency. Prior to yesterday, I simply could not envision myself living past my mid-20s, if that long. I don't mean that in a suicidal way, I just mean I didn't know how I would function. I could only see things getting worse and worse. I actually have a tiny shred of hope for the first time I can ever remember. Quote:
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Has Joe Paterno ever won a National Championship? If so, how many? |
I still have not the slightest clue whats going on. Can I buy a vowel?
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I guess this explains your dislike for Larry JOHNSON & DICK Vermiel.
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I have a brother in law that puts mustard on everything and a lot of it. Last thanksgiving he poured all over his Turkey, mashed potatoes and everything. Yek :Lin: |
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Giant tits could make it ok. :drool: |
I started putting honey mustard on sammiches instead of mayo. Quite good.
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Mayo is nasty. Never could eat the stuff. |
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Yeah, life is like that until you hit 35 and and realize, "Damn, if I knew I was going to be around this long, I would have taken better care of myself and made something of my life." ***edit**** things do get worse and worse |
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a picture of a pig and chicken copulating fails to meet even the lowest standard for a quality avatar. |
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