Purplecat.... what is the true motivation behind this???

You want screen captures as proof???

Gypsy make the list shorter by who you WOULD NOT stalk.... make it easier on us LOL

LOL You called?????

I still like the idea of making him a speed bump....LOL

Who says he has to be cheating with a woman??

stereotyping stereotypical response.....

Drop kick his arse to the curb and call my accountant, attorney and my auto mechanic.....

hilarious

>12 step forum addiction...................
This is for Quake ROFL
We are here to support ya MAN!! Sniffle....

Okay everyone line up single file... put your hands on the person's shoulders that are ahead of you...

Everyone we are here to help our friend and fellow poster on his forum addiction ((Brains starts the music))

Everybody Conga Line Dance... If you are addicted to any forum, blogs, email fwds, jump in the line ROFL

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12 step program for beating forum and splog addictions

1. I have admitted that I am powerless over the draw of forums and blogs. Work has become unmanageable and will never get done if I worry about the opinions of forum trolls living in their parents’ basement.

2. I believe that there is a higher power (than Blogger, Google, Feedster, Technorati, and Bloglines), that can draw me back to working rather than reading why 30 people think the value of H1 tags has decreased in the last two days.

3. I made the decision that I will only check Bloglines once a day, and reduce my hourly forum checking to mornings and evenings. I guess I really DON’T need to know about every new product, joke, or employee of Google and Yahoo the second that it happens.

4. I’ve taken inventory of my favorite posts and bookmarked them all for weekend reading.

5. I am admitting to everyone the nature of my problem, and that I can no longer read EVERYONE’s blog and follow every thread of every friend or favorite.

6. I am sure the invisible web will naturally engulf all defective characters, and they will be flamed into oblivion on any forum post by other newbies who understand marginally more than them for how incredibly stupid they are for asking a question. And if the invisible web doesn't work, I'm sure the snatchhens and peckerheads of the forum world will just crawl up the arse of the closest mod and lick for attention.

7. I humbly ask that you do not ping me anymore good posts, or your bloglines feeds as it will only detract from my recovery. That includes any form of IM too.

8. I’ve made a list of all people I’ve wronged by no longer reading their blogs. I will someday try to link to you all.

9. If I cannot make direct ammends with you, I owe you drinks at the next conference and you can tell me about your favorite cat posts, tin foil hat theories, dangly balls, no pubic hairs aiding in global warming effects and other what the hell was I thinking when I posted that threads.

10. I will continually inventory and monitor my forum and blog use, and refrain from “me too” posts or even the slightest reply, extensively long winded responses, discussions on directories and reciprocal linking, or ever stepping foot into a Google update thread ever again.

11. I’m sure I will sacrifice some sites to the Google gods in order to better understand my insecurities. This is to be expected by not living intravenously through the mistakes and successes of others on the forums. Fortunately, by begging and pleading with engineers and mods - I know that the important sites will come back. I will only re-enter forums and the blogosphere to tirelessly grovel and whine about the sites in which I was powerless to not get a ban lifted and repeatedly ask the same question and vehemently insist that I did nothing wrong until I am banned from the forum or beaten with a large virtual trout sold by a virtual sexy group of gypsies or other entity that changes avatars quicker than a whore wipes at a Vegas convention. Remember what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Hhhmmmmm new Blog?? Nooooooo.....

12. I will carry this message to other forum whores and splogette *****es…to get your ass back to work and quit reading stupid stuff like this when you could be link building, writing, or editing HTML or better yet HAVING A LIFE doing what we do when unplugged.

R O F L




Let us conga.............

looks-hot-inscrubbies lol

focused

preferssepiaduotoneeffects <----- lol that is one hell of a word

DiffractionFiltered

nikonrocksaholic

This guy's wife asks, "Honey if I died would you remarry?"

He replies, "Well, after a considerable period of grieving, we all need companionship, I guess I would."

She says, "If I died and you remarried, would she live in this house?"

He replies, "We've spent a lot of time and money getting this house just the way we want it. I'm not going to get rid of my house, I guess she would."

So she asks, "If I died and you remarried, and she lived in this house, would she sleep in our bed?"

and he says, "That bed is brand new, we just paid two thousand dollars for it, it's going to last a long time, I guess she would."

So she asks, "If I died and you remarried, and she lived in this house, and slept in our bed, would she use my golf clubs?"

and he says, "Oh no, she's left handed."

LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL

KodakCannonulous

Goofylicious

I love cars so this will be my "take a backseat" & enjoy car jokes...
LOL

Thanks BlondeRM

Shutterpated

A women on her deathbed called her husband and instructed him to look under their bed and open the wooden box he found. He was puzzled by the 3 eggs and $7,000 in cash he found in the box, so he asked his wife what the eggs were for.

"Oh those", she replied, "every time we had bad sex, I put an egg in the box".

Not bad, the husband thought to himself, after 35 years of marriage, then he asked, "But what about the $7,000?"

"Oh that", she replied, "every time I got a dozen I sold them."

LOL

Twitterpated

Driving Home One Afternoon

A man was driving home late one afternoon, and he was driving above the speed limit. He looks in his rear view mirror and notices a police car with its red lights. He thinks, "I can outrun this guy", so he floors it.

The cars are racing down the highway - 60, 70, 80, 90 miles an hour. Finally, as his speedometer passes 100, the guy realizes he can't outrun the cop so he gives up and pulls over to the curb.

The police officer gets out of his cruiser and approaches the car. He leans down and says "Listen mister, I've had a really lousy day, and I just want to go home. Give me a good excuse and I'll let you go."

The man thought for a moment and said, "Three weeks ago my wife ran off with a police officer. When I saw your cruiser in my rear view mirror I thought you were that officer and you were trying to give her back to me!" ROFL