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="John Cougar Lunchbucket":1k627pyo]Nice. Are we talking A, B, C or D here?[/quote:1k627pyo]
I believe corruption of a minor is actually just a misdemeanor.
Oh, you weren't talking about felony classification?
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metsguyinmichigan
Jun 09 2009 10:11 AM
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Oh man, that kind of stuff NEVER happens to me.
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metirish
Jun 09 2009 10:34 AM
Edited 1 time(s), most recently on Jun 09 2009 01:06 PM
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You must have the old Anthony & Opie " WOW" sticker on your car.
From road rage to road tits....love that
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sharpie
Jun 09 2009 01:05 PM
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I was on a boat in Florida once cruising up some channel talking with my cousin when two women flashed us from the beach. Made our day.
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Edgy DC
Jun 09 2009 01:13 PM
Edited 1 time(s), most recently on Jun 10 2009 05:57 AM
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I'll be honest. Even leaving aside the part where I'm with my wife, this doesn't actually make my day. I've seen boobies --- on TV, and in real life. Hell, a few clicks of the mouse and I can be up to my eyeballs in boobies. High speed boobies coming through a T-1 line.
But Betty and Veronica have all the power here. I'm just the middle-aged fart who can briefly look but can't ever touch. Mr. Flutesnoot or Mr. Weatherbee.
Not to be all Jesus, but this just makes me an unwitting (but somewhat guilty) player in the reckless games of foolish young women.
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Number 6
Jun 10 2009 02:34 AM
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Somewhat guilty how?
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Edgy DC
Jun 10 2009 05:58 AM
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I almost always feel at least somewhat guilty.
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Willets Point
Jun 10 2009 01:52 PM
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It's an Irish Catholic thing.
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Edgy DC
Jun 10 2009 01:56 PM
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Nah. I'm really good at it.
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LeiterWagnerFasterStrongr
Jun 11 2009 09:28 AM
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| ="Edgy DC"]I almost always feel at least somewhat guilty. |
Same here... I 've just almost always ascribed it to residual Catholicism.
Maybe it's just a latent talent.
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Fman99
Jun 11 2009 12:39 PM
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| ="Edgy DC"]I'll be honest. Even leaving aside the part where I'm with my wife, this doesn't actually make my day. I've seen boobies --- on TV, and in real life. Hell, a few clicks of the mouse and I can be up to my eyeballs in boobies. High speed boobies coming through a T-1 line.
But Betty and Veronica have all the power here. I'm just the middle-aged fart who can briefly look but can't ever touch. Mr. Flutesnoot or Mr. Weatherbee.
Not to be all Jesus, but this just makes me an unwitting (but somewhat guilty) player in the reckless games of foolish young women. |
I must speak up here. You are presented with a gift. You tell your friends, you appreciate it, you file it into the ol 'spank bank,' and take those pictures with you in your head.
Allegorically, I have to believe that Mr. Weatherbee went home and did awful, awful things to himself while thinking about the jailbait strutting around his building in their poodle skirts. As is his right as an American man in a marriage, remaining faithful (in deed) and stifling his more primal tendencies.
If you keep it at home, and to yourself, then it's all good.
As for guilt, I am supposed to inherit that as a Jew much like my Catholic cohorts here. Fortunately for me I was born incapable of feeling shame, embarrassment or even self-control in any modicum.
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Benjamin Grimm
Jun 11 2009 12:44 PM
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It's funny, I was raised Catholic and didn't start drifting away from it until my early 20's. But I had never even heard of "Catholic guilt" until I was well past 30. Not only did I never feel it, I never even heard anyone talking about it.
I know it can't be a recently introduced concept. I can only surmise that I was somehow in a guilt-free Catholic enclave on Long Island.
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Edgy DC
Jun 11 2009 01:12 PM
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It's a little over-blown.
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cooby
Jun 12 2009 06:17 PM
Re: Adventures in Road Rage
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| ="Edgy DC"]I actually don't get angry in traffic and don't respect folks who do, but the truth is it was in my car when I raised my fists above my head in a fit of frustration that I cracked my knuckle on the plexiglass window. The doctor wrote "road rage" on my chart, but that wasn't particularly accurate, as I was more acting up than acting out. I was more gesticulating than attacking my car, but it's a small car.
After driving around medical offices all day yesterday in northern Virginia, we're coming back into town --- Ms. Edgy driving --- through a tunnel under the National Mall, and a white passanger van is passing us two lanes over, and I notice a tall blonde girl in the seat behind the driver, looking about 17 and staring right at me for some reason. I give her a friendly wave and she waves back soberly --- a little sadly --- as if either she's about to get it or I am.
Then the van accelerates and as it passes a similarly aged brunette two seats behind her locks eyes witth me, smiles, pulls down her top, and, um, shows me stuff.
It all happened in an instant and, as the van pulls off toward Congress (Congress!) I turn toward Ms. Edgy,
Did you see that?
What's that, Dear?
Nothing.
Nah, I'm joking. I filled her in. These kids these days with their rap music and their pogs and their Zimas and their flashing me in tunnels. I don't know what do with 'em. |
I'll bet she loves "Barley" too!
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Kong76
Jun 12 2009 06:30 PM
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EDC: I actually don't get angry in traffic and don't respect folks who do <<<
Yes you do, and you try to do the latter sometimes. Maybe.
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dgwphotography
Jun 12 2009 06:38 PM
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="Fman99":14at14xc]As for guilt, I am supposed to inherit that as a Jew much like my Catholic cohorts here.[/quote:14at14xc]
as a wise, fairly youthful woman once told me, "Same upbringing, different side dishes"
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Willets Point
Jun 12 2009 07:04 PM
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The Jewish people invented guilt, Catholics perfected it.
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