FB: Minnesota Intercollegiate Athletic Conference

[Retired Old Rat]

Flash,

Driving through Janesville as I type this.  What bar are you at?   

I'll be back through going the other way tomorrow.

Chicago tomorrow for a business review.  That's where all the guys who've never sold anything tell those of who have how we sell more.

Wednesday and Thursday in Madison with my daughter for her orientation with Bucky.

ROR, if you've got time I'll buy you a Hamm's or a burger or both on your way home.  8)

BDB, probably won't be going through Menomonie until 8pm or so Thursday.  I assume by then you will coaching somewhere!

[finsleft]

Before I leave for goff, here's today's lesson:

The madam opened the brothel door to see a rather dignified,  well-dressed, good looking man in his late 40's or early 50's.
'May I help you?' she asked.
'I want to see Valerie,' the man replied.
'Sir, Valerie is one of our most expensive ladies. Perhaps you would prefer someone else,' said the madam.
No. I must see Valerie,' was the man's reply.

Just then, Valerie appeared and announced to the man that she charged $5,000 a visit. Without hesitation, the man pulled out five thousand dollars and gave it to Valerie, and they went upstairs. After an hour, the man calmly left.

The next night, the same man appeared again, demanding to see Valerie. Valerie explained that no man had ever come back two nights in a row -too expensive - and there were no discounts. The price was still $5,000. Again the man pulled out the money, gave it to Valerie and they went upstairs. After an hour, he left.

The following night the man was there again. Everyone was astounded that he had come for the third consecutive night, but he paid Valerie and they went upstairs. After their session, Valerie questioned the man.
'No one has ever been with me three nights in a row. Where are you from?'
The man replied, 'St. Cloud.'
'Really!' she said. 'I have family in St. Cloud.'
'I know,' the man said. 'Your father died, and I am your sister's
attorney. She asked me to give you your $15,000 inheritance.'

The moral of the story is that three things in life are certain:
1. Death
2. Taxes
3. Being screwed by a lawyer

[DustySJU]

Just about time to go wash my Balls now....

I'll take some pics of the golf outing today.  To be posted later on the MIACPP if the F.C.C. allows...

Just lurking.... TDT, will you be at the Johnnie Open next Monday?

Developing...

[tmerton]

Just about time to go wash my Balls now....

I'll take some pics of the golf outing today.  To be posted later on the MIACPP if the F.C.C. allows...

Just lurking.... TDT, will you be at the Johnnie Open next Monday?

Developing...

One would be inclined to bet on it - especially since it gives him a chance to wash his balls again.

[tmerton]

We have a new law out here in sunny CA that requires hands free cell phone use while driving.  The results are phenomenal - productivity is up big-time.  See how it works!

[BDB]

I talked to finsleft about 3:30pm CDT.

He, Touchdown Tommy, frankrickard and Veek were indeed on the golf course, I forgot to ask where.

They were on hole #6, beer #3.

I'd say they were shooting par or better.  8)

[BDB]

BDB, probably won't be going through Menomonie until 8pm or so Thursday.  I assume by then you will coaching somewhere!

ROR, I will be coaching at that point as we have first pitch at 6:45pm.

However, if you want to see some high quality  Little League baseball then swing on in, just off I-94.

Beer and burgers at the post game.

[janesvilleflash]

Sounds like -3 on the beer side to me.

[BDB]

Sounds like -3 on the beer side to me.

That's because you are the Tiger Woods of beer. 

[Gray Fox]

When Cardboard Men Come In Handy
   
A car gets a flat on the interstate one day. The blonde driver
eases it over onto the shoulder of the road, carefully steps out of the car
and opens the trunk. She takes out two cardboard men, unfolds them and
stands them at the rear of the vehicle facing oncoming traffic.

The lifelike cardboard men are in trench coats exposing their nude
bodies and private parts to approaching drivers. Not surprisingly,
the traffic becomes snarled and backed up.

It isn't very long before a police car arrives. The officer,
clearly enraged, approaches the blonde of
the disabled vehicle yelling, 'What's going on here?'

'My car broke down, officer' says the woman calmly.

'Well, what are these obscene cardboard pictures doing here by the
road?' he asks.

'Helllooooooo!!!!' says the blonde.

'Those are my emergency flashers!'

[OzJohnnie]

Some secret snaps from today's golf outing have floated in...

Apparently, the group in front, although only a double, was very slow.  The boys didn't complain.



They were particularly relaxed because the drinks buggy kept coming around due to the delays.

[Kilted Rat]

Just about time to go wash my Balls now....

Too many replies came to mind for me to post just one, so here's a sampling:


1.  Just make sure you get them back to the jar on your mom's desk by 10 PM!
2.  That should only take a half hour.
3.  Spent all morning on a search mission?
4.  If you have trouble finding them, ask Guy for help.
5.  Tools needed: tweezers, barbie toothbrush, magnifying glass, thimble of water.
6.  Glad to see you haven't given up on your favorite past time.
7.  Someone's gotta touch 'em eventually I guess.
8.  They finally came down?
9.  Ladies and gentlemen, the only balls in Minnesota cleaned with Windex.
10. KY Jelly is NOT a cleaning agent!

[snoop dawg]

Oz, KR, very funny stuff....+k for da both of ya.  Maybe there is a new meaning to the term "low ball" in golf after today.   Maybe TDT will also shine his putter while washing his balls.

[Touchdown Tommy]

Dusty: It was full...Can you get me in it?  I played pretty decent today and would clearly be an asset to your team...

Glad KR had a chance to reflect on my balls...

Just got home from the Mayors Gee-rodge where we drowned our sorrows in Hamm's because of the Twins devastating 8th inning collapse.  Frank Rickard and the Mayor were burning the Midnight Oil when I left.  Photos of the event to come sometime tomorrow morning...

Quick recap: Veek lost probably over 2 dozen balls...

[OzJohnnie]

Man sentenced in slaying over roommate's foot odor.

"A Houston man was sentenced to 35 years in prison on Tuesday after prosecutors said he fatally stabbed his roommate during an argument about foot odor.

...

Police said another roommate, a woman, told investigators that she heard the men arguing about foot odor. She said she saw Serrano stab Quintanilla-Vaquero. Vinas said Quintanilla-Vaquero was stabbed 16 times."