and lechecal, dont expect any two way conversations with these people. they are too busy acting like autistic kids spouting out puns and flailing about in their tourettish fashion.
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I saw *Rob* and the fat leg spreader on the subway last night. As promised he was fat, taking up two seats right next to *Rob*, and mouth breathing at his i-pad.
do you know what he was watching btw? an episode of the sopranos :-/ can’t wait to just go home and watch that crap you gotta annoy people on the train? you know, seriously, if i see him on my way home tonight im totally gonna just knock the damn thing out of his hands. who cares if i spend a weekend in the tombs. might be a fun learning experience!
Yesterday evening I’m crossing (on foot) Montague, a cyclist running the red light almost hit me. I screamed. Then I proceeded to yell at him!! The *hate*ful words that came out of my mouth!
AND IF THAT WASN’T BAD ENOUGH…..
After we did some shopping on Montague, Man of the House and I get in the car and drive south on Court. We’re in the left hand lane following two cyclists that decide they want to take a Sunday Stroll on their bikes in the LEFT lane, riding abreast in the MIDDLE of the lane.
AND if you think I have *hate* for cyclists, I’d like to introduce you to Man of the House who didn’t have nice things to say about them.
This is one of those Hollandaise that history teaches us is best spent laying in the coop.
and lechecal, dont expect any two way conversations with these people. they are too busy acting like autistic kids spouting out puns and flailing about in their tourettish fashion.
*rob*
speaking of eggs, ET, sorry I wasn’t around last night to help with your egg salad. I should give you my cell for future emergencies.
I had a 3 hour long lunch at Dock,s on 3rd Ave, Manhattan, then I had idnner guests.
Make your own mayo, tastes much better than commercial stuff. Olive oil, egg yolks, mustard.
I wish some of you would just leave and as you’re going huevos all goodbye.
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I saw *Rob* and the fat leg spreader on the subway last night. As promised he was fat, taking up two seats right next to *Rob*, and mouth breathing at his i-pad.
do you know what he was watching btw? an episode of the sopranos :-/ can’t wait to just go home and watch that crap you gotta annoy people on the train? you know, seriously, if i see him on my way home tonight im totally gonna just knock the damn thing out of his hands. who cares if i spend a weekend in the tombs. might be a fun learning experience!
*rob*
Arkady, I was coddled as a child, that’s why I’m so scrambled now!
It’s salad, but *rob* is boiling mad at you Benedict Arnolds for your lame puns.
Cobble – You need some coddling.
***Cyclist Rant of the Day***
Yesterday evening I’m crossing (on foot) Montague, a cyclist running the red light almost hit me. I screamed. Then I proceeded to yell at him!! The *hate*ful words that came out of my mouth!
AND IF THAT WASN’T BAD ENOUGH…..
After we did some shopping on Montague, Man of the House and I get in the car and drive south on Court. We’re in the left hand lane following two cyclists that decide they want to take a Sunday Stroll on their bikes in the LEFT lane, riding abreast in the MIDDLE of the lane.
AND if you think I have *hate* for cyclists, I’d like to introduce you to Man of the House who didn’t have nice things to say about them.