Picture this....

SnakeFiddler wrote:

That's the good stuff in life....

Snake- god, i miss workin' for the state ;}

You reposted two pages of text to add two lines of banal and
inane coda to an inane post, but nevertheless this is a BIG
improvement. Who says you can't teach an old ... oops, sorry.

--
Ken Fortenberry

Ken what make you such a dickless twit?

Op --Oh God,what did I ever do to deserve even one....--

"Ken Fortenberry" wrote in message
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SnakeFiddler wrote:

That's the good stuff in life....

Snake- god, i miss workin' for the state ;}

You reposted two pages of text to add two lines of banal and
inane coda to an inane post, but nevertheless this is a BIG
improvement. Who says you can't teach an old ... oops, sorry.

--
Ken Fortenberry

Mark Bowen top posted this:

Ken what make you such a dickless twit?

Op --Oh God,what did I ever do to deserve even one....--

As name-calling insults go, this one is pathetic. Bad grammar,
bad punctuation, ridiculous premise and then there's the whole
top posting thing.

You've always been a laughably loveable cracker with a twisted
attitude and chip on your shoulder, but lately you're acting
like a nitwit.

If this is what you're like when you're getting laid, I gotta
tell ya, you were much more sociable as a eunuch.

--
Ken Fortenberry

You reckon it was the drugs that cause that daughter to turn out so poorly?

Op --God, I hope this suits you better!--


"Ken Fortenberry" wrote in message
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Mark Bowen top posted this:

Ken what make you such a dickless twit?

Op --Oh God,what did I ever do to deserve even one....--

As name-calling insults go, this one is pathetic. Bad grammar,
bad punctuation, ridiculous premise and then there's the whole
top posting thing.

You've always been a laughably loveable cracker with a twisted
attitude and chip on your shoulder, but lately you're acting
like a nitwit.

If this is what you're like when you're getting laid, I gotta
tell ya, you were much more sociable as a eunuch.

--
Ken Fortenberry

"Guyz-N-Flyz" wrote in message
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Ken what make you such a dickless twit?

Op --Oh God,what did I ever do to deserve even one....--


I believe that operation requires nothing more than a sharp blade, a male
goldfish of breeding age, and the will to succeed.

"Ken Fortenberry" wrote in message
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.. Who says you can't teach an old ... oops, sorry.

--
Ken Fortenberry



WHOA!!!!! Stop the freakin' presses!!!

Ken, is that an actual apology....here on ROFF......from YOU???? Never
thought I'd see the day. Man, this lady is having some effect on you, huh?

Danl

Yer the new guy. If the facillities manager should have stopped by when all
this was going on guess whos ass would have been in a sling?
"Guyz-N-Flyz" wrote in message
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A rather large warehouse building--200' x 150'. I the middle of this
building sit to off-set offices with stairways leading to storage areas on
top. On one side is the mechanic's shop, on the other is our electrical
shop. I am perched on top of my newest bosses office, while he is workin'
beneath me. I lay in wait, scouting the enemy, who are 8 strong and we
are
but 5 strong. I relay info back to my co-workers, who are bracing for the
snowball fight that is bound to happen. We have 5 gal. buckets full of
ammo.

I yell down, in a whispered tone: "It's on!!!!!!"

Expecting to get the drop on us, one of the mechanics climbs up to my
position, and is in the process of being handed a rather large box full of
ammo when, ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He doesn't have a chance to get the box, before we open fire on him. All
the poor SOB could do was cower and do his best not to be knocked off the
edge to the concrete floor below. We couldn't have planned a better
ambush,
if we had requested their assistance and amnesia in advance. Wave after
wave of close in fighting took its toll, by the end of the day, yet many
found time to continue the good fight out in the parking lot, on the way
to
their cars.

Snowballs flew for over an hour! That was one of the funniest times I
have
ever had on any job. Hell, even my boss' boss got a snowball to the
temple
(he peered out from his safe place at the wrong moment) and laughed it
off.

Op --No state workers, or civilians were killed during the battle, but
all
were red-faced and out of breath from laughing so long and hard. And only
a
small amount of yellow snow was use in the manufacture of the electricians
ammo--