weekend plans

[tree_]

nice

[dad]

date night tonight, football tomorrow and sunday. going to a local brewery to watch a friend of ours play some of his songs tomorrow night.

eat beans and fart.

[tree_]

I am so gosh dang excited for the Dolphins' game on Sunday afternoon I can hardly stand it. It's been too long.

[bodysnatcher]

Supposedly going over to a friends house to break in his new poker table (none of us play poker). I really don’t want to go, and im hoping people have forgotten about it since it hasn’t been brought up since last weekend. But I’m sure one dingus is going to ruin the possible forgotten plans by reminding everyone because it’s the one thing in his life that he’s been holding onto all week

[tree_]

Poker is a good time if you're playing with the right people. I could use a good poker game.

[bodysnatcher]

None of us know how to play and one of the guys is insufferable

[tree_]

That sounds terrible.

[dad]

None of us know how to play and one of the guys is insufferable

too bad you're going to need to be close to the bathroom all weekend because of the diarrhea.

[bodysnatcher]

None of us know how to play and one of the guys is insufferable

too bad you're going to need to be close to the bathroom all weekend because of the diarrhea.

**purposely eats expired eggs in fridge**

[doug rr]

how do you break in a new poker table? strippers involved? spilled beer and tobacco ashes? Axe body spray?

[dad]

if you can't bring yourself to feign the shits, you can always jump off the top rope and come crashing down on the table.

i feel like that would almost guarantee you'd never be asked to play poker with them for the rest of your life.

[bodysnatcher]

if you can't bring yourself to feign the shits, you can always jump off the top rope and come crashing down on the table.

i feel like that would almost guarantee you'd never be asked to play poker with them for the rest of your life.

Well the host’s wife doesn’t seem to like me very much so I feel like it will be quite easy to not get another invite

[spike]

if you can't bring yourself to feign the shits, you can always jump off the top rope and come crashing down on the table.

i feel like that would almost guarantee you'd never be asked to play poker with them for the rest of your life.

Well the host’s wife doesn’t seem to like me very much so I feel like it will be quite easy to not get another invite

Sounds like misread sexual tension.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[bodysnatcher]

None of us know how to play and one of the guys is insufferable

too bad you're going to need to be close to the bathroom all weekend because of the diarrhea.

**purposely eats expired eggs in fridge**

*Pimento Chic-Fil-A

Not a bad idea

[Bammer]

River Cross

[Bammer]

Flopduster

[Bammer]

Flush Me, Pull Me

[Bammer]

Marker In the Hand

[Bammer]

1/2 Full House