The suffering I endure

But kudos to this brother.

He has just set himself up as a fall-guy for an entire thread.

That takes some balls (I know).

Blessings dude!

a reply to: DBCowboy

Hiya DBC..... One day you'll retire!

That’s your problem ...just one finger...no stretch marks!
Retire now and start collecting your long overdue royalties.
a reply to: DBCowboy

I have just finished dining.

The horror I have endured cannot be properly explained on the internet page.

Half the men sitting in the dining area didn't even wear ties, much less a suit jacket.

The women? Wore pants or those yoga stretchy things.

I managed to consume the scallops, choked down the seared fillet, and *gag* a half carafe of a *sob* house Merlot.

My tip to the serving wench was this;

"Never look your betters in the eye".

a reply to: DBCowboy

Sounds like youre staying in Sandy, Oregon...lol I used to live there, or is it worse...youre in Gresham?

originally posted by: BlueJacket
a reply to: DBCowboy

Sounds like youre staying in Sandy, Oregon...lol I used to live there, or is it worse...youre in Gresham?

Sandy, or outside of.

Never Gresham. I do have standards!

a reply to: DBCowboy
You should have ordered the tofu ....
They probably would have opened the after hours barroom early...

a reply to: LughnaCosan


If I wanted diarrhea, I'd have asked to have "The View" played when I ate.

a reply to: DBCowboy
Large curd cottage cheese enemas indeed!!

a reply to: DBCowboy

lol sadly I am quite familar with your culinary as well as social fare where youre staying...lol dont forget to go to the Toll House for breakfast /shudder Im pretty sure they use Thomas' english muffins and Knorr ready mix hollandaise on their eggs bennie.

mmm mmm Sandy GOREmet.

originally posted by: DBCowboy
I have just finished dining.

The horror I have endured cannot be properly explained on the internet page.

Half the men sitting in the dining area didn't even wear ties, much less a suit jacket.

The women? Wore pants or those yoga stretchy things.

I managed to consume the scallops, choked down the seared fillet, and *gag* a half carafe of a *sob* house Merlot.

My tip to the serving wench was this;

"Never look your betters in the eye".

How you could manage to consume such a thing is incomprehensible to me. And then to admit it! Have you no self respect?

originally posted by: DBCowboy
I have just finished dining.

The horror I have endured cannot be properly explained on the internet page.

Half the men sitting in the dining area didn't even wear ties, much less a suit jacket.

The women? Wore pants or those yoga stretchy things.

I managed to consume the scallops, choked down the seared fillet, and *gag* a half carafe of a *sob* house Merlot.

My tip to the serving wench was this;

"Never look your betters in the eye".

Merlot?!?!?!...Sometimes, I simply don't know how you manage.

I suggest defecating in the lobby to register your displeasure with the management.

originally posted by: BlueJacket
a reply to: DBCowboy

lol sadly I am quite familar with your culinary as well as social fare where youre staying...lol dont forget to go to the Toll House for breakfast /shudder Im pretty sure they use Thomas' english muffins and Knorr ready mix hollandaise on their eggs bennie.

mmm mmm Sandy GOREmet.

If you're going to serve hollandaise out of a jar, then just serve human flesh raw.

a reply to: DBCowboy

Poor, poor James Bond ...

I am so sorry your martini arrived stirred, not shaken.

And today the Bond girl was being played by Snooki in a string bikini a couple sizes too small.

But I'm sure the Go Fish table was all to your liking!

a reply to: IAMTAT

I wept tears of despair all throughout the meal.

a reply to: ketsuko

I gambled by ordering the scallops!

originally posted by: MissSmartypants

originally posted by: DBCowboy
I have just finished dining.

The horror I have endured cannot be properly explained on the internet page.

Half the men sitting in the dining area didn't even wear ties, much less a suit jacket.

The women? Wore pants or those yoga stretchy things.

I managed to consume the scallops, choked down the seared fillet, and *gag* a half carafe of a *sob* house Merlot.

My tip to the serving wench was this;

"Never look your betters in the eye".

How you could manage to consume such a thing is incomprehensible to me. And then to admit it! Have you no self respect?

None.

I am a shell of despair.

a reply to: DBCowboy

Good luck is all I can offer you down that road you are traveling. Maybe you can paint eyes on you eyelids so it just looks like your awake for those meetings.

originally posted by: DBCowboy
a reply to: ketsuko

I gambled by ordering the scallops!

You might as well have been playing Russian Roulette with a Howitzer.

Granpa works 13 hours a day in a steel mill. He hardly gets any break time and sometimes brings his lunch back home.

He gets up at 415 am, leaves at 530am then gets off work at 7 pm. He is almost 61 now and is sore and real tired. You are lucky. Very lucky