I admit it...

[Chuck to Chuck]

One of my good friends died in an accident a few years back. A bunch of his family members blamed some of my other friends for it and sued them. The whole ordeal took years to sort out and ended several friendships that had gone back decades. I took a side based on the facts of the case and what I know my friend would have thought about it. I unfriended a bunch of people that I'd known since college and I'm still "friends" with the deceased. His crappy friends and family members still post on his wall so I'm not free of them. I don't dare unfriend or unfollow him though. That just doesn't seem right.

/PexStory

About four years ago my brother called my office phone while I was out and left a message.  He asked a question that I had no ready answer for so I left the message there while I thought up a response.  My brother died shortly thereafter.  I listen to the message every so often.  I like hearing his voice.

I know the feeling Stew, I still have an answering machine with my Dad's voice on it.

Reminds me of the ending of the movie "Mac".

My bar mitzvah video serves the same purpose now. For a lot of the people in it.  Only way my kids have any idea of what my dad was like.

[Yeti]

I have a coworker that calls off all the damn time... so, I admit it, I just totaled up her call offs. In the 2 years she's been here, we have had 514 work days and she has called off the entire day 84 times. She has missed 2 or more hours in a day (really 3 hours because she rolls her lunch into that) 42 times other than that.

Bright side is that she gets docked for the time she doesn't have, so there's some justice in the world

I admit it, I really hope she's tallying how much time you spend on fringe messageboards.

Make that 85 days missed

[CBStew]

One of my good friends died in an accident a few years back. A bunch of his family members blamed some of my other friends for it and sued them. The whole ordeal took years to sort out and ended several friendships that had gone back decades. I took a side based on the facts of the case and what I know my friend would have thought about it. I unfriended a bunch of people that I'd known since college and I'm still "friends" with the deceased. His crappy friends and family members still post on his wall so I'm not free of them. I don't dare unfriend or unfollow him though. That just doesn't seem right.

/PexStory

About four years ago my brother called my office phone while I was out and left a message.  He asked a question that I had no ready answer for so I left the message there while I thought up a response.  My brother died shortly thereafter.  I listen to the message every so often.  I like hearing his voice.

I know the feeling Stew, I still have an answering machine with my Dad's voice on it.

Reminds me of the ending of the movie "Mac".

My bar mitzvah video serves the same purpose now. For a lot of the people in it.  Only way my kids have any idea of what my dad was like.

I have some grainy black and white snapshots from mine.  A lot of unrecognizable people standing around in my parent's home eating pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches.  But I prefer that to the extravaganzas that are put on now. 

[Quality Start Machine]

One of my good friends died in an accident a few years back. A bunch of his family members blamed some of my other friends for it and sued them. The whole ordeal took years to sort out and ended several friendships that had gone back decades. I took a side based on the facts of the case and what I know my friend would have thought about it. I unfriended a bunch of people that I'd known since college and I'm still "friends" with the deceased. His crappy friends and family members still post on his wall so I'm not free of them. I don't dare unfriend or unfollow him though. That just doesn't seem right.

/PexStory

About four years ago my brother called my office phone while I was out and left a message.  He asked a question that I had no ready answer for so I left the message there while I thought up a response.  My brother died shortly thereafter.  I listen to the message every so often.  I like hearing his voice.

I know the feeling Stew, I still have an answering machine with my Dad's voice on it.

Reminds me of the ending of the movie "Mac".

My bar mitzvah video serves the same purpose now. For a lot of the people in it.  Only way my kids have any idea of what my dad was like.

I have some grainy black and white snapshots from mine.  A lot of unrecognizable people standing around in my parent's home eating pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches.  But I prefer that to the extravaganzas that are put on now. 

Yeah, there's generally a paucity of pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches at these things.

[Chuck to Chuck]

One of my good friends died in an accident a few years back. A bunch of his family members blamed some of my other friends for it and sued them. The whole ordeal took years to sort out and ended several friendships that had gone back decades. I took a side based on the facts of the case and what I know my friend would have thought about it. I unfriended a bunch of people that I'd known since college and I'm still "friends" with the deceased. His crappy friends and family members still post on his wall so I'm not free of them. I don't dare unfriend or unfollow him though. That just doesn't seem right.

/PexStory

About four years ago my brother called my office phone while I was out and left a message.  He asked a question that I had no ready answer for so I left the message there while I thought up a response.  My brother died shortly thereafter.  I listen to the message every so often.  I like hearing his voice.

I know the feeling Stew, I still have an answering machine with my Dad's voice on it.

Reminds me of the ending of the movie "Mac".

My bar mitzvah video serves the same purpose now. For a lot of the people in it.  Only way my kids have any idea of what my dad was like.

I have some grainy black and white snapshots from mine.  A lot of unrecognizable people standing around in my parent's home eating pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches.  But I prefer that to the extravaganzas that are put on now. 

Yeah, there's generally a paucity of pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches at these things.

Pretty sure I saw you eating the lox.

[Quality Start Machine]

One of my good friends died in an accident a few years back. A bunch of his family members blamed some of my other friends for it and sued them. The whole ordeal took years to sort out and ended several friendships that had gone back decades. I took a side based on the facts of the case and what I know my friend would have thought about it. I unfriended a bunch of people that I'd known since college and I'm still "friends" with the deceased. His crappy friends and family members still post on his wall so I'm not free of them. I don't dare unfriend or unfollow him though. That just doesn't seem right.

/PexStory

About four years ago my brother called my office phone while I was out and left a message.  He asked a question that I had no ready answer for so I left the message there while I thought up a response.  My brother died shortly thereafter.  I listen to the message every so often.  I like hearing his voice.

I know the feeling Stew, I still have an answering machine with my Dad's voice on it.

Reminds me of the ending of the movie "Mac".

My bar mitzvah video serves the same purpose now. For a lot of the people in it.  Only way my kids have any idea of what my dad was like.

I have some grainy black and white snapshots from mine.  A lot of unrecognizable people standing around in my parent's home eating pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches.  But I prefer that to the extravaganzas that are put on now. 

Yeah, there's generally a paucity of pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches at these things.

Pretty sure I saw you eating the lox.

You were nice enough to name it after me.

[Tonker]

One of my good friends died in an accident a few years back. A bunch of his family members blamed some of my other friends for it and sued them. The whole ordeal took years to sort out and ended several friendships that had gone back decades. I took a side based on the facts of the case and what I know my friend would have thought about it. I unfriended a bunch of people that I'd known since college and I'm still "friends" with the deceased. His crappy friends and family members still post on his wall so I'm not free of them. I don't dare unfriend or unfollow him though. That just doesn't seem right.

/PexStory

About four years ago my brother called my office phone while I was out and left a message.  He asked a question that I had no ready answer for so I left the message there while I thought up a response.  My brother died shortly thereafter.  I listen to the message every so often.  I like hearing his voice.

I know the feeling Stew, I still have an answering machine with my Dad's voice on it.

Reminds me of the ending of the movie "Mac".

My bar mitzvah video serves the same purpose now. For a lot of the people in it.  Only way my kids have any idea of what my dad was like.

I have some grainy black and white snapshots from mine.  A lot of unrecognizable people standing around in my parent's home eating pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches.  But I prefer that to the extravaganzas that are put on now. 

Yeah, there's generally a paucity of pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches at these things.

Pretty sure I saw you eating the lox.

You were nice enough to name it after me.

Bell-end?

[InternetApex]

One of my good friends died in an accident a few years back. A bunch of his family members blamed some of my other friends for it and sued them. The whole ordeal took years to sort out and ended several friendships that had gone back decades. I took a side based on the facts of the case and what I know my friend would have thought about it. I unfriended a bunch of people that I'd known since college and I'm still "friends" with the deceased. His crappy friends and family members still post on his wall so I'm not free of them. I don't dare unfriend or unfollow him though. That just doesn't seem right.

/PexStory

About four years ago my brother called my office phone while I was out and left a message.  He asked a question that I had no ready answer for so I left the message there while I thought up a response.  My brother died shortly thereafter.  I listen to the message every so often.  I like hearing his voice.

I know the feeling Stew, I still have an answering machine with my Dad's voice on it.

Reminds me of the ending of the movie "Mac".

My bar mitzvah video serves the same purpose now. For a lot of the people in it.  Only way my kids have any idea of what my dad was like.

I have some grainy black and white snapshots from mine.  A lot of unrecognizable people standing around in my parent's home eating pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches.  But I prefer that to the extravaganzas that are put on now. 

Yeah, there's generally a paucity of pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches at these things.

Pretty sure I saw you eating the lox.

You were nice enough to name it after me.

Bell-end?

I had to hang up before bursting out laughing into somebody's voicemail when I read that.

[Quality Start Machine]

One of my good friends died in an accident a few years back. A bunch of his family members blamed some of my other friends for it and sued them. The whole ordeal took years to sort out and ended several friendships that had gone back decades. I took a side based on the facts of the case and what I know my friend would have thought about it. I unfriended a bunch of people that I'd known since college and I'm still "friends" with the deceased. His crappy friends and family members still post on his wall so I'm not free of them. I don't dare unfriend or unfollow him though. That just doesn't seem right.

/PexStory

About four years ago my brother called my office phone while I was out and left a message.  He asked a question that I had no ready answer for so I left the message there while I thought up a response.  My brother died shortly thereafter.  I listen to the message every so often.  I like hearing his voice.

I know the feeling Stew, I still have an answering machine with my Dad's voice on it.

Reminds me of the ending of the movie "Mac".

My bar mitzvah video serves the same purpose now. For a lot of the people in it.  Only way my kids have any idea of what my dad was like.

I have some grainy black and white snapshots from mine.  A lot of unrecognizable people standing around in my parent's home eating pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches.  But I prefer that to the extravaganzas that are put on now. 

Yeah, there's generally a paucity of pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches at these things.

Pretty sure I saw you eating the lox.

You were nice enough to name it after me.

Bell-end?

Oui.

[Chuck to Chuck]

One of my good friends died in an accident a few years back. A bunch of his family members blamed some of my other friends for it and sued them. The whole ordeal took years to sort out and ended several friendships that had gone back decades. I took a side based on the facts of the case and what I know my friend would have thought about it. I unfriended a bunch of people that I'd known since college and I'm still "friends" with the deceased. His crappy friends and family members still post on his wall so I'm not free of them. I don't dare unfriend or unfollow him though. That just doesn't seem right.

/PexStory

About four years ago my brother called my office phone while I was out and left a message.  He asked a question that I had no ready answer for so I left the message there while I thought up a response.  My brother died shortly thereafter.  I listen to the message every so often.  I like hearing his voice.

I know the feeling Stew, I still have an answering machine with my Dad's voice on it.

Reminds me of the ending of the movie "Mac".

My bar mitzvah video serves the same purpose now. For a lot of the people in it.  Only way my kids have any idea of what my dad was like.

I have some grainy black and white snapshots from mine.  A lot of unrecognizable people standing around in my parent's home eating pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches.  But I prefer that to the extravaganzas that are put on now. 

Yeah, there's generally a paucity of pickled herring and corned beef sandwiches at these things.

Pretty sure I saw you eating the lox.

You were nice enough to name it after me.

Yeah. Because that shit is tasteless.  Would be much better if your last name was "belly."

[Quality Start Machine]

...if the Cubs officially make Ryne Sandberg a Cubs Ambassador, I really want to rent out a suite for a game for Desipiots. Just because I'd love to see how disgusted he'd be at having to glad-hand us.

[SKO]

...if the Cubs officially make Ryne Sandberg a Cubs Ambassador, I really want to rent out a suite for a game for Desipiots. Just because I'd love to see how disgusted he'd be at having to glad-hand us.

My guess is he'd neither know nor care who we are.

[Tony]

...if the Cubs officially make Ryne Sandberg a Cubs Ambassador, I really want to rent out a suite for a game for Desipiots. Just because I'd love to see how disgusted he'd be at having to glad-hand us.

My guess is he'd neither know nor care who we are.

He'd probably be mostly annoyed at me acting like a dumber, and possibly fatter, Chris Farley when talking to my childhood hero.

[Bort]

...if the Cubs officially make Ryne Sandberg a Cubs Ambassador, I really want to rent out a suite for a game for Desipiots. Just because I'd love to see how disgusted he'd be at having to glad-hand us.

My guess is he'd neither know nor care who we are.

He'd probably be mostly annoyed at me acting like a dumber, and possibly fatter, Chris Farley when talking to my childhood hero.

"Remember that game where you hit those home runs? That was awesome."

[Chuck to Chuck]

...if the Cubs officially make Ryne Sandberg a Cubs Ambassador, I really want to rent out a suite for a game for Desipiots. Just because I'd love to see how disgusted he'd be at having to glad-hand us.

My guess is he'd neither know nor care who we are.

He'd probably be mostly annoyed at me acting like a dumber, and possibly fatter, Chris Farley when talking to my childhood hero.

"Remember that game where you hit those home runs? That was awesome."

And we all have corncob dresses on.

Not that I already do that.  Or have one.  Or have thought about that.  Umm....

Rey has to be Luke's daughter.  HAS TO BE!