If they lived in Ohio ...
Posted: January 13th, 2009, 8:39 pm
Kevin Max posted this link on Facebook and even though I am a native Buckeye I simply had to pass this on ...
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https://forums.aseaofred.com/forums/
https://forums.aseaofred.com/forums/viewtopic.php?f=17&t=11532
Hold My Own wrote:Dont post everything that yahoo puts up!I think I have shown great restraint. But this one had Mrs. Sly belly-laughing.
SuperJon wrote:I had a thought. That thought was that they've been doing this for a few years and other people might like to see some of the older versions. I didn't want to look them up so I directed them where I had seen the previous versions. That was my thought. That's why I posted it. I think from now on maybe I'll put a BJ-esque parenthetical section of my posts explaining the rationale behind what I post so that there isn't any confusion.(Because it's very important that everyone get along. I got that quote from the late great Don King which was also the name of my gymkata instructor when I was 14 who smelled like root beer and bong water all the time ((which doesn't taste all that great by the way (((the root beer not the bong water))))). We were having class one time and I asked him if he was high and he said he was on a plane to Mexico as we spoke so my dad made me stop going which was probably the right decision but I really wanted to go back at least once more to find out how things were in Mexico and also to get my yellow belt which I accidentally left in the changing stalls along with my autographed photo of Marsha Warfield from the TV show Night Court and a bunch of Canadian quarters I found on a class trip to Nova Scotia (I learned that the words nova scotia are actually Spanish for "don't go over there, Scotty"). We went to the Bay of Fundy and three kids drowned there when the tide came back in but on the bus ride home I looked around at everyone and noticed how unified we were. Yes, we were sad and there were many tears shed and a few people told me how upset they were that I had called the play-by-play action as my classmates struggled in the water just before the riptide sucked them out to sea but at least our hearts were together and we were not dead and that was what was important and that's what should be important here.)
RagingTireFire wrote:you are a sad... strange little man.SuperJon wrote:I had a thought. That thought was that they've been doing this for a few years and other people might like to see some of the older versions. I didn't want to look them up so I directed them where I had seen the previous versions. That was my thought. That's why I posted it. I think from now on maybe I'll put a BJ-esque parenthetical section of my posts explaining the rationale behind what I post so that there isn't any confusion.(Because it's very important that everyone get along. I got that quote from the late great Don King which was also the name of my gymkata instructor when I was 14 who smelled like root beer and bong water all the time ((which doesn't taste all that great by the way (((the root beer not the bong water))))). We were having class one time and I asked him if he was high and he said he was on a plane to Mexico as we spoke so my dad made me stop going which was probably the right decision but I really wanted to go back at least once more to find out how things were in Mexico and also to get my yellow belt which I accidentally left in the changing stalls along with my autographed photo of Marsha Warfield from the TV show Night Court and a bunch of Canadian quarters I found on a class trip to Nova Scotia (I learned that the words nova scotia are actually Spanish for "don't go over there, Scotty"). We went to the Bay of Fundy and three kids drowned there when the tide came back in but on the bus ride home I looked around at everyone and noticed how unified we were. Yes, we were sad and there were many tears shed and a few people told me how upset they were that I had called the play-by-play action as my classmates struggled in the water just before the riptide sucked them out to sea but at least our hearts were together and we were not dead and that was what was important and that's what should be important here.)