What does your wall look like RFN?
Since Kliban has been brought up at least twice lately, I thought about this little section in my spare room. It's where I just hang stuff up that doesn't fit anywhere else...so there is no rhyme nor reason.
The Kliban print...just a cheapy thing I picked up somewhere years ago because I liked it.
My Joe Montana bar clock. Because I luvz me some Joe Montana and have since the early 80s.
My program from the premiere of Ed Wood, starring Johnny Depp...which is autographed. A guy I dated for a while ordered it for me. I haven't taken the program out but I think it's real. The sig...how would I know? But it's cool either way.
We all have places we can hang stuff that doesn't go in with the rest of the place...I'm especially thinking of mancaves. :p
Post your walls. Your formal walls or your wacky walls.
Mancaves? That sounds suspiciously like a euphemism for mangina. I think I am offended.
Guys gotta have somewhere they can post their stuff, like hot wimminz and beer signs and funny sayings. It's either their shop or their garage or their basement. All men need mancaves, and that is only a compliment.
So, that explains why I get those side eye looks from my wife when I put my Betty Page calendar on the fridge.
Guys gotta have somewhere they can post their stuff, like hot wimminz and beer signs and funny sayings. It's either their shop or their garage or their basement.
No, it's any fucking place I want. :p
And that's hilarious...why?
Instigating chicken asshat.
Stay out of my room.
Come on, that is funny as hell. Joe Montana.... :lol2:
You know merc, I've really tried lately. You don't want anyone to like you...you get some sort of perverse thrill out of walking around spitting on people's things.
You can't give me an explanation, like maybe you don't think he's the greatest quarterback ever, like I do...no you just keep being an ass waiting for a reaction.
Duh, me so dum I like dum fooball player...everyone point and laugh. Damn that's funny.
Well, here's your reaction: go fuck yourself, and stay the fuck out of my thread unless you have something with any meaning, any meaning AT ALL, to add.
Oh, God don't be such a drama queen. I was joking with you and you can't take it. Let it go. You have some thin skin.
Don't be such a pansy ass in macho clothing. The worst kind of man...one who acts soooo tough and can only get satisfaction from flinging poo and then running to hide.
Inside you're such a little child, clamoring for any attention at all. Didn't your mama love you?
Oh, and don't tell ME To fucking let go something you started. YOu walk into my place (yeah its a thread go with the analogy) and insult me then sit on my couch and tell me to knock it off?
Get. The. Fuck. Out.
Looking for a dickhead icon.
I wouldn't shed a tear over the likes of you, and you won't scare or upset me away.
You really are an ass, all the way around. I looked for redeeming qualities, but you have none.
Ok, what eva, back on ignore.
I'll leave you to your tantrum over a poster and meltdown.
@ Shawnee --> :heartpump You are my role model!
Way to :Flush: it , Girl!
You have some thin skin.
This phrase is an easy way to identify someone who is rude and self-centered. It is an almost certain clue as to individuals who don't care about others.
well this went downhill fast.
Yep...that was fun.
We could have had an actual conversation if, after the first time I asked what was so funny, he told me why he (apparently) doesn't like Montana, I could have responded "but yeah he did this and this and Elway sucks so..." and he could have said "but the stats say blah blah blah." I would have loved that...I've debated Joe as Best QB ever before!
But no, he's gotta be an ass 24/7.
I don't go to his pictures and make fun of his shorts halfway up to his chest.
I might have more gently pointed out that Montana is a bit dated in terms of wall decorations.
I shouldn't be one to talk, because one of my most beloved (and expensively framed) posters is a movie one-sheet from Backdraft (1991).
Yabbut, that's why it's on my wacky wall of stuff that doesn't go anywhere else.
I'm just thinking about the hundreds of things in my storage shed I could hang up there...think I'll turn it into a wacky room this spring. :p
... so I'm at MCI (Kansas City Airport) late one Sunday night -- turning into Monday morning -- to pick up the OL who's plane is ~30 min. late. I'm sitting next to the gate when a 'hidden' door nearby opens up and out walks an airport guy with Joe Montana. The classic double take and I say 'Hi, Joe'. He waves, and then I realize why there is so much noise at another gate and people wearing Chiefs regalia running towards it. Joe quickly heads to the nearest exit and into a waiting car. Must've been ~'94, '95? OL has a Joe Montana pennant on her wall and has never forgiven me for not getting an autograph.
Cool!
He always seemed like such a class act to me; one of the reasons I was such a huge fan. Also, watching the 9'ers back in those days was like watching poetry in motion.
Though I come from a die-hard football family those times were when I really gave a shit and had a team. They were just so damn fun to watch.
1) Joe's tenure in Kansas City with the Chiefs was fucking awesome.
2) While he was here, he was a total class act, active in the community and truly appreciative of the extra years his career got by being a Chief.
3) He's one of the greatest QBs in NFL history.
4) I met Lenny Fucking Dawson when I was in the sixth grade, and I *still* tell the story. People who get football heroes love it.
I would make fun of someone who idolized Michael Vick. I would ridicule someone who idolized Pacman.
Someone idolizes Joe, I say, "Fuckin' A, babe."
Fuckin' A, Shawnee.
Awesome, elspode. :)
Funny thing, KC was always kind of my second team anyway...then Joe went there. And I liked Schottenheimer.
Maybe this is a good time for me to mention I have no idea who joe montana is, although I'm pretty sure he is no relation to hanna montana. And while I'm at it, I will say that I've never watched even a 1/4 of a football game.
I do know there are quarters, but that's about it.
So, yeah. Joe Montana poster? Sure, ride that rocket.
So, that explains why I get those side eye looks from my wife when I put my Betty Page calendar on the fridge.
hahahahaha
dude
there's a fella (I guess) across town who has a picture of Betty Paige
on his house
two stories high.
pic soon
praps tomorrow
There's a roof across the best parts.
