Jon in Pasadena

Did the Sheriff begin his remarks with "Oh please, Br'er Fox..." ?

You never know. Maybe Anna will do that for an encore.

Of course I wouldn't. But maybe the OP hasn't met Rich. (I've never met Rich either, but I've seen the pictures. I'm also pretty darn sure the answer would be "No" anyway.)

You'd have to ask Rich that.

From the article: "He was coming from his 21st birthday party..." I'll bet he was.

"The Wretched" - Nine Inch Nails "Cold and Ugly" - Tool

Cinder blocks are inert. Elemental sodium would be much more entertaining.

+ infinity

Nope -- not faulting you at all for wanting to beat NE. We all want that. Badly. And the way to do it is to have enough talent to beat up/cover Brady's receivers for 3 seconds so he has no one to throw to in his prissy little system, and then one of our DL or LB can squish him.

Hey, LGB, while you're living in the past, could you stop by Rootie's Pump Room and pick me up a bucket of wings, xtra hot? Thanks!

Apparently LGB is so much smarter than everyone else that his draft strategy is so awesome that it would actually warp time and improve the Bills' record for the past 6 years. Or not.

Could have sworn there was a guy with that name who played for the Bills a long time ago. Last name of Scrobel or Shnobel or something....

http://www.nfl.com/draft/2011/live/landing?module=HP_cp2

I liked this pick-up a lot, and it didn't take him long at all to start scoring a bunch of timely goals. Nice move by the new F.O.

No, no, You eat gun, you don't chew it. You chew potassium cyanide. Silly rabbit. Outsourcing 1,000,000 Merry Maids?

When I was a 1st or 2nd grader, a bigger kid kept pushing my face into the drinking fountain one day at summer camp. 1st time: "Cut it out" 2nd time: "Do that again and you'll be sorry" 3rd time: I bided my time and later that day I pushed him off a pretty high cliff. Never bothered me again.

Yeah, I was bouncing back & forth between the shoutbox & catching up on the board posts, so I forget where I saw that particular gem.

I am married to a Japanese girl. And there's no question that the history they are taught in school differs from the one that is taught in ours. Guess what: neither version are the complete truth. There are no squeaky-clean countries to be found in this world.. Nearly all groups of humans, throughout history, have come up with some rationale (Gott mit uns, Manifest Destiny, etc.,) for mistreating some other group of humans. They're all just excuses. And everyone likes to emphasize the horror of the other guys' atrocities while denying or defending their own. It also, sadly, seems to be the case that pretty much all governments lie to their own people some or most of the time. By the way, my brother-in-law works for one of Japan's regional electric power companies (not TEPCO) and he is busy as hell right now. Every time there's an earthquake of any size in Japan, he gets a stack of paperwork as tall as his computer monitor; the current situation has basically ensured he won't even be able to leave his office for the foreseeable future. As a side note, much of the speculation on this board (as elsewhere) about the design, location, backup systems, disaster-preparedness and so on, of the Japanese nuclear power plants, would be characterized, charitably, as "laughable." (Seriously folks, graphite in the core? In a BWR??)

Sure thing, chief: There's an ornery Tomcat that loves to visit my yard whenever he gets in heat, and that bastage yowls from dusk till dawn outside my window. Drives me freakin' nuts. At one point I was seriously considering taking a gun out there with the understanding that by sun-up only one of us wouldn't have a bullet in his head... ...and I'd rather listen to that fugger every night than Christina Aguilera .

BR was in a hurry to go celebrate a TD or something. Seymour was in his way and BR tried to push his way past. Perhaps next time he'll consider detouring around him.

Bet he learned that move in the big house showers.

Wow, I missed how we got to be second-rate. Did we somehow leap-frog over third-rate while I was asleep or something?

Man, if they criminalize taking a dump, I don't know what I'm gonna do...

The first time I saw examples of this guy's "oeuvre" was at some gallery in Santa Monica or Beverly Hills, some place like that. I assumed I'd wandered into a film shoot with a bunch of fake set pieces. Then I found out they were actually for sale.

Was he also Vram Yvel, or was that an entirely different dyslexic?