DAMMIT BILL !!!

[Popeye]

That's to bad but it sounds like the compressor is worn out, like an old truck with 250,000 miles on it, doesn't want to haul the load anymore. If it's any consolation 21 years is a long time for a refrigerator.

[tatonka]

Dammit Bill , just made me think that my fridge is 30 years old.

[Thecatman]

[quote='Ulisse"]If it's any consolation 21 years is a long time for a refrigerator.[/quote]

That's kinda how I felt. I shouldn't complain!

[Elorrum]

Dammit Bill, someone from high school found me on facebook and insists I have a banjo they lent me. I remember that I returned it, and then rented one for a short period of time until my parents said, "NO BANJO!" I remember that it wasn't even the property of the person who lent it to me, that it belonged to their step mother, and there was drama around me having it at all, since it had sentimental value for the step mom. All these years, this person thought I still had it, and now insists I return it since the step mother thinks I still have it? I don't own a banjo, don't play banjo, and haven't kept one in hiding all these years. Really weird, and she expects me to bring it to San Jose when she comes to town for a wedding.

[ygmir]

Dammit Bill, someone from high school found me on facebook and insists I have a banjo they lent me. I remember that I returned it, and then rented one for a short period of time until my parents said, "NO BANJO!" I remember that it wasn't even the property of the person who lent it to me, that it belonged to their step mother, and there was drama around me having it at all, since it had sentimental value for the step mom. All these years, this person thought I still had it, and now insists I return it since the step mother thinks I still have it? I don't own a banjo, don't play banjo, and haven't kept one in hiding all these years. Really weird, and she expects me to bring it to San Jose when she comes to town for a wedding.

agree and ask her to meet you at the BART station?.......

[Elorrum]

and it gets better... they sell insurance. what a cliche. the banjo bit is a nice flourish if you think about it. points for that.

[robbidobbs]

DAMN IT BILL, why do I find the right tool AFTER I hurt myself with the wrong one?

[lucky420]

Dammit Bill, someone from high school found me on facebook and insists I have a banjo they lent me. I remember that I returned it, and then rented one for a short period of time until my parents said, "NO BANJO!" I remember that it wasn't even the property of the person who lent it to me, that it belonged to their step mother, and there was drama around me having it at all, since it had sentimental value for the step mom. All these years, this person thought I still had it, and now insists I return it since the step mother thinks I still have it? I don't own a banjo, don't play banjo, and haven't kept one in hiding all these years. Really weird, and she expects me to bring it to San Jose when she comes to town for a wedding.

That's fuckin weird but funny as hell

[robbidobbs]

Just tell her the accordion must have eaten it.
Or blame it on Bill, then just stare.

[ygmir]

maybe we could all show up with a banjo and see if she can choose the right one?

[robbidobbs]

[Elorrum]

I'll come from Alabama.

[ygmir]

I'll come from Alabama.

sweet home there...............

[southern crone]

Oh Susannaaa... don't you cry for meeeee...

[Elorrum]

DAMMIT BILL!!!
this is so stupid I don't want to embarrass myself by posting in the Fuck thread. lets just say, I have two days off without pay until the drug test results come back. Maybe I'm not cut out to drive a forklift. No one hurt, no serious damage. big fucking blind spot. It's like being fined though and I'm not certain I deserve that.

[Jovankat]

I'm just going to leave this here for you Elorrum...

[media]

[Elorrum]

too soon.

[Jovankat]

Fair enough. I was shown this as part of my training* which is a more appropriate time.



*It was Elevated Work Platform training not forklift though

[theCryptofishist]

Dammit Bill, someone from high school found me on facebook and insists I have a banjo they lent me. I remember that I returned it, and then rented one for a short period of time until my parents said, "NO BANJO!" I remember that it wasn't even the property of the person who lent it to me, that it belonged to their step mother, and there was drama around me having it at all, since it had sentimental value for the step mom. All these years, this person thought I still had it, and now insists I return it since the step mother thinks I still have it? I don't own a banjo, don't play banjo, and haven't kept one in hiding all these years. Really weird, and she expects me to bring it to San Jose when she comes to town for a wedding.

That's fuckin weird but funny as hell

Yes. There's something about believing in a lost banjo for decades...

Of course, there's always Kevin's cat that comes to mind.

Dammit Bill! A car ran over Kevin's cat!

[southern crone]

Dammit Bill! I catch myself saying, "Dammit Bill" whenever something goes wrong. Then I laugh at myself.

[southern crone]

Dammit Bill!!! Where did my 300th post go???

[gaminwench]

Dammit Bill!!!
Kevin's cat has the missing Banjo!!!

Let the dueling begin ...

[southern crone]

Ding da ding ding ding da ding ding ding...

[gaminwench]

an a ONE an a TWO an a THREE ...

Twang, MREOOOWWW, twang, twang ...

[southern crone]

Dammit Bill, instead of pink elephants I'm seeing pink flamingomen!

[gaminwench]

and rainbowUNICORNS pooping GLITTERbombs.

par for the course.

FLAMINGoMAN is just the semi-finale.

[southern crone]

Dammit Bill! How many people will be saying, "Dammit Bill", when they see all these post in the morning?

[gaminwench]

DAMMIT BILL!

Staying up into the wee hours and posting ridiculous shiiiit pays off.

Who knew, BILL???

[Patsh]

Dammit Bill!!!
Kevin's cat has the missing Banjo!!!

Let the dueling begin ...

Somebody ought to tell Elorrum!

[Elorrum]

Dammit Bill, that's a sweet song the cat and banjo are working on. I never would have thought it.

but Bill, dammit, why didn't you remind me to sign up for the village chores on the official village internet sign up, instead of just getting approved for early arrival in January or whenever that was by saying I was volunteering, and being vouched for by the head of the volunteering job group, since not signing up has cancelled my pass, and shrunk my burn from 5 days to three? Something I and the rest of my camp it seems, just found out about in the camp newsletter. Bill, thanks for the heads up dammit.