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  • some1talkin 7:12 pm on November 24, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: darren wilson, ferguson mo, geometry, michael brown   

    I Taught Geometry To A Person Who Is Now World Famous 

    I was a high school math teacher for 17 years.

    I used to wonder who of my students, if anyone, would become famous.

    I would wonder things like if I had taught someone like Brittney Spears would I be able to hit her up for free tickets or maybe Jimmy Falon or even Aaron Rogers if they were old students of mine. Could I visit with them? I was well liked by most of my students and was an important part of their teen years but would that change and would they still like me or would they just blow me off.

    Stupid, I know.

    I don’t know why I wondered these things – I just did.

    So now suddenly, one of my students is world famous.

    He’s talked about on TV every day and night. I see him blogged about, written about, pictures, opinions and endless drivel. His picture is right there at the grocery store checkout counter along with Brad and Angolina and all the latest divas.

    He’s beyond your run-of-the-mill famous. This is no flash in the pan.

    I taught Darren Wilson.

    Who (?) you say.

    Darren is the policeman that shot Micheal Brown in Ferguson Missouri.

    He was a good kid.

    I’m not going to hit him up for any tickets.

    Darren Wilson

     

     
  • some1talkin 12:28 pm on November 23, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: bad ass, clint, Clint Eastwood, honkytonk, looks, nashville, , , true story   

    BadAss – What’s the downside? 

    clint2

    I was in a Nashville Honky Tonk a few months ago listening to a country western singer that had a pretty good sense of humor. When he started to include the audience in his act I started to get nervous. He was calling people up to the stage and playfully embarrassing them. He was funny, it was funny and everyone enjoyed it but it made me nervous because I didn’t want to be called up to the stage.

    My wife sensed my nervousness and she said, “he won’t call on you because you’re scary”.

    Now I’m thinking, “what!?  What the hell does that mean?! Is she saying I’m hideous looking!?”

    When it was obviously my turn to be called up, the singer looked at me and said to the audience, “I’m not going to call on this guy because he’s scary”.

    Everyone laughed.

    This guy didn’t even hesitate to call me scary, as if no one would think twice about it. People laughed as if I should be very comfortable with being called SCARY. My wife called me scary. I’m scary, whatever that means, and at this point I’m privately freaking.

    My wife had a hard time explaining what she meant by scary. It wasn’t until we went to the next Honky Tonk where she spied another man at a different table and said, “Look at that guy over there. He’s scary. You look like him”.

    I looked at the guy and the light went on. I understood.

    He was appropriately dressed, decent looking (not hideous) and he had a subtle bit of street in him. He wasn’t necessarily intimidating but you just got that feeling that he wasn’t the guy you wanted to test.

    He was what I call BadAss looking.

    What a relief.

    I had no idea I looked like a BadAss.

    A week later I was at a concert. It was early, the band wasn’t even playing yet and though there was plenty of room everywhere, a young couple decided that they wanted to stand right in front my wife and I.

    Kind of close.

    Too close.

    Rudely close.

    Remembering I’m BadAss looking, I decided to test the BadAss looking waters. Without saying anything, I put a hand on their shoulders and gently moved them a few feet away. They turned around, briefly looked at me, whispered frantically to each other and then moved to the other side of the stage.

    I wonder if there’s a downside to this new understanding.

    I’m hideous.

    It’s nice.

     
  • some1talkin 9:03 am on November 22, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    Clown Car Packing for a 2 Week Trip 

    This is hard to believe, almost. This guy packs for a two week trip in a small carry on bag.

    I don’t know if I’d want to do this if I’m moving from place to place constantly but it sure works.

     

     

     

     
  • some1talkin 8:00 am on November 21, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    Election Comics and Liberal Logic 

    https://wordpress.com/read/post/feed/2284541/552711724/

     

     

     
  • some1talkin 10:45 pm on November 20, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags:   

    Truth Hurts 

    racism

     
  • some1talkin 10:53 pm on November 19, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: slipping on ice   

    There's something wrong with this.. 

    ..but it sure is funny. OK, it’s not roll on the floor funny but it’s humorous. It kind of grows on you..

     
  • some1talkin 7:54 pm on November 18, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    Vaginas are actual ‘cockpits’

     
  • some1talkin 7:53 pm on November 18, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    If anal sex feels anything like taking a nice big poop, I see how people could get into it

     
    • allthoughtswork 10:14 pm on November 18, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I don’t think your last batch of Prozac was full strength, you should look into that.

      • some1talkin 6:11 pm on November 23, 2014 Permalink | Reply

        I think good poops are grossly under-appreciated.

        • allthoughtswork 10:17 pm on November 23, 2014 Permalink | Reply

          Oh, that’s so true. But only because so many ARE big poops instead of merely having them.

          Have you met my landlady?

  • some1talkin 7:04 pm on November 18, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    This is real – READ THE COMMENTS at the bottom 

    http://www.amazon.com/BIC-Cristal-1-0mm-Black-MSLP16-Blk/dp/B004F9QBE6/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1416351610&sr=8-1&keywords=bic+pens+for+her

    (You can follow the links to read all the comments.)

     
  • some1talkin 7:02 pm on November 18, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    You Are Regretfully invited to.. 

     

     

    regret

     
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