non-poker brags and beats.

melioris · #1 06-09-08, 11:45 PM

Brag- for my birthday a few friends pitched in and got me this . It is the best chef's knife i have owned.

beat- I cut my index finger on my right hand cleaning it this evening.

brag and beat- bleed through 4 Nemo bandiads, but the first Scooby bandaid I slapped on it stopped the bleeding.

Talking Poker · #2 06-10-08, 01:05 AM

We need more people to post random goodness like this.

PShabi · #3 06-10-08, 10:43 AM

Brag: Summer is here and yesterday was my first "official" day off.
Beat: Vomiting and explosive diarreah.
Variance: Under 180 lbs for the first time in a long time.

MAYHEM45 · #4 06-10-08, 11:58 AM

20 pounds of diarrhea?

JDMcNugent7 · #5 06-11-08, 01:41 AM

i weight 180 pounds
im in california
i have played like no poker this summer i need to start

MAYHEM45 · #6 06-11-08, 02:14 AM

I need a personal assistant. Booking flights to Australia is so fucking tedious.

MAYHEM45 · #7 06-11-08, 03:39 PM

Went and saw a travel agent today. Booked thru her even tho it was 20 bucks more than what ive found online cuz she was hot. I'm such a fish.

MAYHEM45 · #8 06-11-08, 03:40 PM

This thread is now my blog. everyone stay out of my thread.

Fildy · #9 06-11-08, 03:49 PM

in b4 ban

melioris · #10 06-11-08, 05:15 PM

when are you going to AU? And you won't be a fish if you had game and got the agency woman to go with you. Everyone knows travel agents have out of control libidos and like it dirty.

Reel Deal · #11 06-11-08, 05:31 PM

What's funny is that I'm quite certain that you don't know that.

melioris · #12 06-11-08, 05:39 PM

my mom is a travel agent, growing up was hard.....

Fildy · #13 06-11-08, 05:42 PM

mels dad could be one of many men who took flights to paris imo

Talking Poker · #14 06-13-08, 02:24 AM

I like turtles.

PShabi · #15 06-13-08, 04:41 PM

I'm putting sunblock on my lil' guys (5yo) face about 20 mins ago and he sniffs and says, "I like sunblock. Sunblock smells like hotdogs!"

WTF Drew?

2Tone · #16 06-13-08, 09:15 PM

Wait, are we telling cute kid stories?

I’m driving my son (7) in the back. “Daddy,” he says “I’m having a wave of amnesia.”

I ask him if he remembers where we are going. He says, yes, we’re going to a friend’s birthday party. Then you don’t have amnesia, I tell him.

I look in my rearview. He seems confused.

“Dad, it’s really bad amnesia!” he shouts.

“I promise you don’t have amnesia.” I tell him. “What’s bothering you?”

A second later he pukes all over the backseat. I turn around, get him all cleaned up and in the bath. And then later we learned the difference between the words “amnesia” and “nausea.”