Heh, back during spring break, everyone from the English wing would crowd into the classroom. If someone started blasting Pantera or Bodycount, the whole floor would stop to listen 🙂. Ah, those were the days 😎
Anyway, my top 5 subjects:
1. English (since I always pulled an A on every test without spending a single second studying) 2. Geography 3. History 4. Music Theory 5. Sociology
The number one celebrity I genuinely intended to hit on:
1. Nancy Brlek
Back at a club in Chicago, during the after-party following an FNM concert, I spent the entire night staring her down, praying she’d turn around and catch my Casanova gaze. 😁 Naturally, she didn't. 😁 To be honest, besides hoping for some eye contact, I didn't have the guts to do anything else—I was basically just a kid back then, barely out of middle school. But hey, intentions are what count.
- Buy the Warriors and become the next LeBron James. - Fund the restoration of every single historic facade in my hometown (because right now, it looks like a total wreck 😠). - Take a luxury tour through outer space. - Launch a TV network dedicated exclusively to music, sports, and adult programming.😁 - Finance a deep-sea expedition to the Mariana Trench—who knows what kind of monsters are lurking down there? - Learn to fly and buy a little Cessna; just something old and beat up so I can live the Mister Moto life. - Buy a controlling stake in somewhere like Anheuser-Busch or Smithfield Foods (if I control the beer and the bacon, I basically rule the world 😁).
Just go buy one of those magic gadgets they’re always peddling on local TV news😁
Anyway, to prevent this thread from becoming an absolute desert, here’s a quick list
The top 5 vegetables
1. Tomato (some "experts" claim it’s technically a fruit, but in my book, it's a vegetable. Period.) 2. Onion (especially green onions) 3. Zucchini 4. Bell pepper 5. Lettuce
Where do olives fall😕? I know they aren't vegetables, but calling them fruit just feels wrong to me.
Pants aren't really the issue here. People honestly don't believe me when I tell them I weigh about 210 lbs, mostly because my stomach isn't nearly as big as you'd expect for that weight. My real struggle is finding shirts and button-downs that actually fit; my back, shoulders, and chest are massive—turns out those four years of competitive swimming during puberty really left their mark.🙂
Sean Lee7 said:Every stage of life needs its own sport. Right now, I’m just competing against myself to see how much food I can pack away.
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I see you. You're just built a little lean, but as my grandmother used to say: "That's what real men look like." She raised me the same way. 😁 'Watch out for the people who blow away in a light breeze.' 🙂
The PE teacher wasn't actually a jerk. I was fine with the push-ups, shot put, basketball, and even the bench press—we actually did that for a grade. But man, the running? That absolutely wrecked me. Sprints were alright, but those damn five laps around the high school track just destroyed my ninety-pound frame. Between the nicotine and the THC, my lungs were basically dead. I felt like I was slipping into a coma. 🙂
gentlepuma20 said:You can't really listen and read at the same time. You might have some music playing in the background, but you're concentrating so hard you don't even hear it. At that point, you're just wasting electricity.
I completely agree. I actually prefer reading the damn morning paper in total silence. What's the point of music if it's just noise while your brain is 100% focused on something else?
Honestly, those kinds of shirts are the peak of stupidity—mostly because the people wearing them usually have zero clue what the slogan actually means.
I spotted this guy at a beach resort this summer (go figure 😁) who looked the part: perfectly gelled hair, a single earring, trendy distressed denim, and nice leather sandals. But then he’s rocking this incredibly tight tank top with a Union Jack on the front and "never mind the bollocks" plastered across the back. 😂
My buddy and I were losing it; we couldn't stop laughing for a solid hour. 🤣