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Good idea, SAM. I'm not playing tonight - superstition does not allow me to play saturdays.Chris Rock Uncensored is on Comedy Central right now. I think it's his "Bigger and Blacker" show. If you haven't seen it, I highly suggest it.

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Good idea, SAM. I'm not playing tonight - superstition does not allow me to play saturdays.Chris Rock Uncensored is on Comedy Central right now. I think it's his "Bigger and Blacker" show. If you haven't seen it, I highly suggest it.
I love Chris, watching Poker Superstars II and AZ vs Cal right now
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God damn ND beat Purdue, crap. Now I have to listen to ND ass holes brag all week :cry:

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You feeling better than last Sat?
Last Saturday I had morphine at the touch of a button. :club:
Ya but it's never enough
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You feeling better than last Sat?
Last Saturday I had morphine at the touch of a button. :club:
Ya but it's never enough
This is too true.
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You feeling better than last Sat?
Last Saturday I had morphine at the touch of a button. :club:
Ya but it's never enough
This is too true.
Sup Nikki?
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Turning off the computer now. Full day of NFL and homework tomorrow. Have fun kids.
Night
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Sup Nikki?
Not much. Lost our softball game last night, but no biggie. I talked to the ump about strippers the whole time (yes, I'm going to stay as catcher) and he gave me the game ball (it was our final Summer Season game).I have my first Fall league double header tomorrow.Did you win any cash last night?
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Sup Nikki?
Not much. Lost our softball game last night, but no biggie. I talked to the ump about strippers the whole time (yes, I'm going to stay as catcher) and he gave me the game ball (it was our final Summer Season game).I have my first Fall league double header tomorrow.Did you win any cash last night?
8th in the tourn and $43 in the cash game. I left early because I had to get up this morn to watch Pat run in the county cc torn.Are you going to miss the Colts tomorrow?
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From my reading

Dear Susan:I know the counselor said we shouldn't contact each other during our "cooling off" period, but I couldn't wait anymore. The day you left, I swore I'd never talk to you again. But that was just the wounded little boy in me talking. Still, I never wanted to be the first one to make contact.In my fantasies, it was always you who would come crawling back to me. I guess my pride needed that. But now I see that my pride's cost me a lot of things. I'm tired of pretending I don't miss you. I don't care about looking bad anymore. I don't care who makes the first move as long as one of us does. Maybe it's time we let our hearts speak as loudly as our hurt.And this is what my heart says... "There's no one like you, Susan." I look for you in the eyes and breasts of every woman I see, but they're not you. They're not even close. Two weeks ago, I met this girl at Ithaca Bar and brought her home with me. I don't say this to hurt you, but just to illustrate the depth of my desperation. She was young, maybe 19, with one of those perfect bodies that only youth and maybe a childhood spent ice skating can give you. I mean, just a perfect body. Jugs you wouldn't believe and an azz like a tortoise shell. Every man's dream, right? But as I sat on the couch being blown by this stunner, I thought, look at the stuff we've made important in our lives. It's all so superficial. What does a perfect body mean?Does it make her better in bed? Well, in this case, yes. But you see what I'm getting at. Does it make her a better person? Does she have a better heart than my moderately attractive Susan? I doubt it. And I'd never really thought of that before. I Don't know, maybe I'm just growing up a little.Later, after I'd tossed her about a half a pint of throat yogurt, I found myself thinking, "why do I feel so drained and empty?" It wasn't just her flawless technique or her censored, shameless hunger, but something else. Some niggling feeling of loss. Why did it feel so incomplete? And then it hit me.It didn't feel the same because you weren't there, Susan, to watch. Do you know what I mean? Nothing feels the same without you. Jesus, Susan, I'm just going crazy without you. And everything I do just reminds me of you.Do you remember Carol, that single mom we met in Upper Side last year? Well, she dropped by last week with a pan of lasagna. She said she figured I wasn't eating right without a woman around. I didn't know what she meant till later, but that's not the real story. Anyway, we had a few glasses of wine and the next thing you know we're banging away in our old bedroom. And this tart's a total monster in the sack. She's giving me everything, you know like a ! real woman does when she's not hung up about her weight or her career and whether the kids can hear us. And all of a sudden she spots that tilting mirror on your grandmother's old vanity. So she puts it on the floor and we straddle it, right, so we can watch ourselves. And it's totally hot, but it makes me sad too. 'Cause I can't help thinking, "Why didn't Susan ever put the mirror on the floor? We've had this old vanity for what, 14 years, and we never used it as a sex aid."Saturday, your sister drops by with my copy of the restraining order. I mean, Vicky's just a kid and all, but she's got a pretty good head on her shoulders and she's been a real friend to me during this painful time. She's given me lots of good counsel about you and about women in general. She's pulling for us to get back together, Susan...she really is. So we're drinking in a hot bath and talking about happier times. Here's this teenage girl with the same DNA as you and all I can do is think of how much she looked like you when you were 18. And that just about makes me cry. And then it turns out Vicky's really into the whole anal thing and that gets me to thinking about how many times I pressured you about trying it and how that probably fuelled some of the bitterness between us.But do you see how even then, when I'm thrusting inside your baby sister's cinnamon ring, all I can do is think of you? It's true, Susan. In your heart you know it. Don't you think we could start over? Just wipe out all the grievances and start fresh? I think we can.If you feel the same please please please let me know, otherwise, can you let me know where the remote control is?Brian
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that made my day, thank you.and also damn you, since i'm going to get fired for missing half a dozen calls and half my office thinks i'm a lunatic thanks to comments like "so i'm thrusting into your sister's cinnamon ring"

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Women need 3 things in life. Women need food, water, and compliments.
Is that Chris Rock? We actually need 4 things. Or is that just me? :wink: *side note - Why didn't I think of a temporary thread? Good job SAM.
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