Texsox

QUOTE(YASNY @ Oct 22, 2007 -> 02:38 PM) You oughta be a shamed of yourself. If it was me I would have scooped that $400,000 to $700,000, paid the taxes, and said see ya'

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QUOTE(AssHatSoxFan @ Oct 22, 2007 -> 02:22 PM) Not familiar with rubbing cell phone batteries for extra juice but maybe some "other" things If they lose all their charge, it seems possible to get enough to power it on and perhaps pull a phone number or two off before it dies again.

QUOTE(Balta1701 @ Oct 22, 2007 -> 02:16 PM) Would any other Presidential Candidate from the last 8 years or so have invaded Iraq and done so in such a foolish way? Yes. Many more than will admit it would have invaded Iraq. And yes, depending on who they brought into their cabinet. I don't see the President sitting around that eight sided building and knocking out strategy. So that President probably would have picked one of the stinker of choices they guys in brass came up with.

Tex's Hierarchy of Baseball "rooting" White Sox, Houston, AL Central, AL, Anyone but the Cubs, Death, Cubs So it's the Red Sox. Screw the NL and their pitchers bat, we're so much smarter, b.s.

QUOTE(YASNY @ Oct 22, 2007 -> 02:11 PM) Sounds like a plan to me. And about as realistic as most of the trade ideas around here.

The confidence problem could be I can't do well, so oh well, why try?

There is a mechanical, inevitableness to our government and I believe that is one of our strengths. We can elect the worst person possible or the greatest and the net effect is not all that much. Another way of explaining, taking the middle of the road, you ain't going to push the country to the left or right shoulder. At best, you may nudge it one way or another. So those that expect great changes from either party are being silly. Small directional changes, rarely large ones.

QUOTE(sox4lifeinPA @ Oct 22, 2007 -> 01:52 PM) that's the gregory pratt clause... That's a different U-Tube

Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got till its gone One day you're up and the next day you're down, you can't face the world with your head to the ground. You can do anything, but lay off of my blue suede shoes Ohmigod, shoes. Rather than I want to hold your hand, I wanna swallow you whole. I wanna give birth to your baby, baby Scream all night long. Seven screaming diz-busters should go the route and die. Just to let you know, you blow my mind. You've blown it all sky-high by telling me goodbye And I'll be high as a kite by then. I went to a party the other night. I wanted to fill my brain with light. And yeah, I told her that she smells like Kurt Loder. I can dig it, he can dig it, She can dig it, we can dig it,They can dig it, you can dig it, Oh, let's dig it, Can you dig it, baby Shake it; shake, shake it; shake it; shake, shake it; shake it; shake, shake it; shake it like a polaroid picture. As long as you're wearin' clothes that fit ya. In worn out shoes with silver hair, a ragged shirt, and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. But you're a bum bum ba-dum...BUM! Please tell me where have all the hobos gone to. I see no light a'burning down by the rusty railroad tracks. And if I can't find my way back home it just wouldn't be fair. Waitaminute, somethin's wrong. . . this key won't unlock the door. Do me a favor, open the door, let 'em in. Lawd, there's a man down the road. It might be your man, but I don't know. Girls will be boys and boys will be girls. It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world except for Lola. She asked me why the singer's name was Alice. I said listen baby, you really wouldn't understand. Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light. Alice, Dallas Alice. Every minute of every hour, I love a sunflower Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers That grow so incredibly high I know you like to think your s*** don't stink, but lean a little bit closer see roses really smell like poo-oooooo Run for the roses as fast as you can. Your fate is delivered, your moments at hand Hard Work will Set you Free. Hold out your hand and ask for some. Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water. Well I love that dirty water Black water keeps rollin on past just the same You don't have to worry though you have no money. People on the river are happy to give. Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me Well you know I'm the hoochie coochie man. Everybody knows I'm him. Some people call me Maurice Well now, they often call me Speedo, but my real name is Mr. Earl. Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea. So I finished watching Dog Day Afternoon, stoned out in a house unfamiliar to you. And everything here is so real, you can feel it. You are everything and everything is you. Oh, you are everything and everything is you. It's All Too Much for me to take, A Love that's shining all around you. All the world is birthday cake so take a piece, but not too much. I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my toes. Well, love is all around me, and so the feeling grows. You make my heart sing. I want to spend my life with a girl like you. Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba! Dreamin' ... of a girl like you to come into my life. Cos youth's a mask but it don't last live it long and live it fast"

QUOTE(Texsox @ Oct 22, 2007 -> 11:58 AM) There is some value in his candidacy. The other night he was discussing campaign laws and how he can't use colbertnation.com he has to use a different one. Btw checkout colbert08.com If it sparks some interest, and a few more people vote, that's a good thing. It is almost exactly like when soxtalk attempted a serious election, with a series of debates and hopefully thought evoking speeches. Instead, someone decided to fore go that process and resort to spamming for votes. Why would you think that applied to you?

I hope when they catch the arsonist(s), they are charged with manslaughter or worse.

QUOTE(Gregory Pratt @ Oct 22, 2007 -> 12:04 PM) I didn't win because I "spammed for votes" (I don't consider it spam: attempts to de-alienate SoxTalk's voters aren't "spam"). I won because I was the only non-establishment candidate. I won because I promised youth, vigor and change. I won because I was right for SoxTalk. That is why I am the President, like every President -- I won on my own merits! Fixed. And taking a page from your book he will fore go any debates and any of the seriousness of the campaign. Ironic you would object.

Anyone hear of rubbing a cell phone battery to get a little more juice for one last call? I assume it's the higher temp that does it.

There is some value in his candidacy. The other night he was discussing campaign laws and how he can't use colbertnation.com he has to use a different one. Btw checkout colbert08.com If it sparks some interest, and a few more people vote, that's a good thing. It is almost exactly like when soxtalk attempted a serious election, with a series of debates and hopefully thought evoking speeches. Instead, someone decided to fore go that process and resort to spamming for votes.

QUOTE(sox4lifeinPA @ Oct 22, 2007 -> 11:16 AM) I was going for "myth busters go after BIG ONE" .... get it...they're busting the myth about Jim having a big one...in his pants. you know, it's just not as funny when you have to explain it. Maybe penis jokes do fail . . .

QUOTE(Jenksismyb**** @ Oct 22, 2007 -> 10:51 AM) Fair enough. The tactics are the same though, and its the fear mongering tactics that BushCo is mostly cited for. I believe the Gore / Bush analogy is as erroneous as the Bush / Hitler. If by tactics you mean thousands of scientists and hundreds and hundreds of studies, I do not believe it is the same. Gore is relying heavily on mainstream knowledge from the majority of scientists. Bush relied on dismissing the inspectors and a smaller knowledge base. And look at worst case scenarios. If Gore is wrong, we'll have cleaned up the planet, reduced pollution, etc. If Bush is/was wrong, thousands of people will die and we will not find WMD and Iraq might night have been the threat we thought.

QUOTE(Jenksismyb**** @ Oct 22, 2007 -> 10:29 AM) Isn't it funny though that a guy who uses faulty information, generalizes, oversimplifies, and downright misleads people into thinking that Katrina part 2 will be at their doorstep if they don't change their lightbulb or start riding a bike tomorrow can be given an Oscar, a Nobel Peace Prize, and sainthood in the eyes of the liberals across the world, but someone who tried to "sell" people on the war is on par with Hitler? Both are douche-bags for not doing their homework and trying to trick people into believing something. I'll grant you that. But the disparity in the treatment of the two is just downright laughable at this point. How many have died because of Gore? Bush? How can you even compare the two.

Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got till its gone One day you're up and the next day you're down, you can't face the world with your head to the ground. You can do anything, but lay off of my blue suede shoes Ohmigod, shoes. Rather than I want to hold your hand, I wanna swallow you whole. I wanna give birth to your baby, baby Scream all night long. Seven screaming diz-busters should go the route and die. Just to let you know, you blow my mind. You've blown it all sky-high by telling me goodbye And I'll be high as a kite by then. I went to a party the other night. I wanted to fill my brain with light. And yeah, I told her that she smells like Kurt Loder. I can dig it, he can dig it, She can dig it, we can dig it,They can dig it, you can dig it, Oh, let's dig it, Can you dig it, baby Shake it; shake, shake it; shake it; shake, shake it; shake it; shake, shake it; shake it like a polaroid picture. As long as you're wearin' clothes that fit ya. In worn out shoes with silver hair, a ragged shirt, and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. But you're a bum bum ba-dum...BUM! Please tell me where have all the hobos gone to. I see no light a'burning down by the rusty railroad tracks. And if I can't find my way back home it just wouldn't be fair. Waitaminute, somethin's wrong. . . this key won't unlock the door. Do me a favor, open the door, let 'em in. Lawd, there's a man down the road. It might be your man, but I don't know. Girls will be boys and boys will be girls. It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world except for Lola. She asked me why the singer's name was Alice. I said listen baby, you really wouldn't understand. Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light. Alice, Dallas Alice. Every minute of every hour, I love a sunflower Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers That grow so incredibly high I know you like to think your s*** don't stink, but lean a little bit closer see roses really smell like poo-oooooo Run for the roses as fast as you can. Your fate is delivered, your moments at hand Hard Work will Set you Free. Hold out your hand and ask for some. Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water. Well I love that dirty water Black water keeps rollin on past just the same You don't have to worry though you have no money. People on the river are happy to give. Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me Well you know I'm the hoochie coochie man. Everybody knows I'm him. Some people call me Maurice Well now, they often call me Speedo, but my real name is Mr. Earl. Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea. So I finished watching Dog Day Afternoon, stoned out in a house unfamiliar to you. And everything here is so real, you can feel it

They need to cut taxes, the resulting growth will provide more taxes.

Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got till its gone One day you're up and the next day you're down, you can't face the world with your head to the ground. You can do anything, but lay off of my blue suede shoes Ohmigod, shoes. Rather than I want to hold your hand, I wanna swallow you whole. I wanna give birth to your baby, baby Scream all night long. Seven screaming diz-busters should go the route and die. Just to let you know, you blow my mind. You've blown it all sky-high by telling me goodbye And I'll be high as a kite by then. I went to a party the other night. I wanted to fill my brain with light. And yeah, I told her that she smells like Kurt Loder. I can dig it, he can dig it, She can dig it, we can dig it,They can dig it, you can dig it, Oh, let's dig it, Can you dig it, baby Shake it; shake, shake it; shake it; shake, shake it; shake it; shake, shake it; shake it like a polaroid picture. As long as you're wearin' clothes that fit ya. In worn out shoes with silver hair, a ragged shirt, and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. But you're a bum bum ba-dum...BUM! Please tell me where have all the hobos gone to. I see no light a'burning down by the rusty railroad tracks. And if I can't find my way back home it just wouldn't be fair. Waitaminute, somethin's wrong. . . this key won't unlock the door. Do me a favor, open the door, let 'em in. Lawd, there's a man down the road. It might be your man, but I don't know. Girls will be boys and boys will be girls. It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world except for Lola. She asked me why the singer's name was Alice. I said listen baby, you really wouldn't understand. Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light. Alice, Dallas Alice. Every minute of every hour, I love a sunflower Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers That grow so incredibly high I know you like to think your s*** don't stink, but lean a little bit closer see roses really smell like poo-oooooo Run for the roses as fast as you can. Your fate is delivered, your moments at hand Hard Work will Set you Free. Hold out your hand and ask for some. Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water. Well I love that dirty water Black water keeps rollin on past just the same You don't have to worry though you have no money. People on the river are happy to give. Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me Well you know I'm the hoochie coochie man. Everybody knows I'm him. Some people call me Maurice Well now, they often call me Speedo, but my real name is Mr. Earl. Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea

QUOTE(Jenksismyb**** @ Oct 22, 2007 -> 09:58 AM) 3. Al Gore is a douche - if you complain that the Bush admn are a bunch of "fear mongers" then Al Gore is equally evil. It makes me sick that he's been made into a saint for this crap. I can't help but think if Al Gore was a Rep, his fan base would be so much different.

Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got till its gone One day you're up and the next day you're down, you can't face the world with your head to the ground. You can do anything, but lay off of my blue suede shoes Ohmigod, shoes. Rather than I want to hold your hand, I wanna swallow you whole. I wanna give birth to your baby, baby Scream all night long. Seven screaming diz-busters should go the route and die. Just to let you know, you blow my mind. You've blown it all sky-high by telling me goodbye And I'll be high as a kite by then. I went to a party the other night. I wanted to fill my brain with light. And yeah, I told her that she smells like Kurt Loder. I can dig it, he can dig it, She can dig it, we can dig it,They can dig it, you can dig it, Oh, let's dig it, Can you dig it, baby Shake it; shake, shake it; shake it; shake, shake it; shake it; shake, shake it; shake it like a polaroid picture. As long as you're wearin' clothes that fit ya. In worn out shoes with silver hair, a ragged shirt, and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. But you're a bum bum ba-dum...BUM! Please tell me where have all the hobos gone to. I see no light a'burning down by the rusty railroad tracks. And if I can't find my way back home it just wouldn't be fair. Waitaminute, somethin's wrong. . . this key won't unlock the door. Do me a favor, open the door, let 'em in. Lawd, there's a man down the road. It might be your man, but I don't know. Girls will be boys and boys will be girls. It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world except for Lola. She asked me why the singer's name was Alice. I said listen baby, you really wouldn't understand. Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light. Alice, Dallas Alice. Every minute of every hour, I love a sunflower Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers That grow so incredibly high I know you like to think your s*** don't stink, but lean a little bit closer see roses really smell like poo-oooooo Run for the roses as fast as you can. Your fate is delivered, your moments at hand Hard Work will Set you Free. Hold out your hand and ask for some. Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water. Well I love that dirty water Black water keeps rollin on past just the same You don't have to worry though you have no money. People on the river are happy to give. Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me Well you know I'm the hoochie coochie man. Everybody knows I'm him. Some people call me Maurice

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