mr-mirage1959
The Mad Profit Of The Airwaves
mr-mirage1959

My goodness, such snarky, troll notes. Granted, I read “You’re no Barbara Cartland” (whose daughter was immortalized in “Diamond Smiles” by The Boomtown Rats) and I thought “THANK GOD.” You are also no Danielle Steel or James Paterson (did I mention THANK GOD? THANK GOD!).

You have been assigned great love from the beasts of the forest.

Ladies?

How adorable! You have an opinion!

When the left hand doesn’t know what the right is doing ....

I vote: Do it, Dave. What the hell, a little sense with the nonsense might just sell as a novelty act at this point.

Working at a job you hate. Being in a dead end relationship. Having people that insist on popping over that you really can’t stand.

We’ll go side by each crosstown to da Shop Go dere, eh?

This goes on everything

Sometimes, I just don’t fit in this world. Coffee? Black as my soul, bitter as my heart. And I can make it myself, thanks.

Drew,

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Only thing about this ... how can I get the bags, boxes n spouts for my home kit? Seriously.

ChrisMackin,

Whiskey is properly served in a glass. Any other oddity is an aberration against God and all humanity.

My introduction to Guinness Extra Stout was when a college professor figured out everyone in the class was “of age” so we could bring in some beer. A friend brought in a case Old Mule Hawkey (surprisingly tasty is served at room temperature). On my turn, I was broke and snuck in a case of *mutter mutter* Busch, okay,

It is not possible to take hockey too seriously. Ever. Circumstances do not apply. It is not a game. It is LIFE.

Thank you for the intro. I lean more towards OST’s anyway, and a lot of games have sound that is pretty amazing. I am pleased to now make the acquaintance (second hand, but better than nothing) of a funk man like Thundercat.