Understanding the vernacular
strider
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Every forum has it's lingo, this one's no exception. Been doing fairly well, taking the context and figuring it out from there. There were a couple I had a bit of trouble with: sibilance, YMMV, and finally, WAF. I thought sibilance had something to do with the way the treble is heard, confirmed that with Google. YMMV, found it on Wikipedia. I thought the definition I found of WAF was apropos: Wife Acceptance Factor, commonly used in discussions related to HTPC and other media devices. The first known WAF reference was in a 1989 article about wives rebellion against 'oversized loudspeakers' As in: The WAF of my SDA 2B purchase went from nil to about 10% when I sold one of my pairs ofRT55i's.
Good stuff.
Good stuff.
Wristwatch--->Crisco
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That reminds me of a story.....
I received a phone call from a gorgeous ex-girlfriend the other day.
We lost track of time, chatting about the wild, romantic nights we used to enjoy together.
I couldn't believe it when she asked if I'd be interested in meeting up and rekindling a little of that "magic."
"Wow!" I said. "I don't know if I could keep pace with you now. I'm a bit older and a bit balder
than when you last saw me."
She just giggled and said she was sure I'd "rise" to the challenge.
"Yeah." I said. "Just so long as you don't mind a man with a waistline
that's a few inches wider these days!"
She laughed and told me to stop being so silly. She teased me saying that tubby bald men were cute,
and she was sure I would still be a great lover.
Anyway, she giggled, "I've put on a few pounds myself!"
So I told her to f*ck off."she had the body of Venus, with arms." -
ninerbj wrote:That reminds me of a story.....
I received a phone call from a gorgeous ex-girlfriend the other day.
We lost track of time, chatting about the wild, romantic nights we used to enjoy together.
I couldn't believe it when she asked if I'd be interested in meeting up and rekindling a little of that "magic."
"Wow!" I said. "I don't know if I could keep pace with you now. I'm a bit older and a bit balder
than when you last saw me."
She just giggled and said she was sure I'd "rise" to the challenge.
"Yeah." I said. "Just so long as you don't mind a man with a waistline
that's a few inches wider these days!"
She laughed and told me to stop being so silly. She teased me saying that tubby bald men were cute,
and she was sure I would still be a great lover.
Anyway, she giggled, "I've put on a few pounds myself!"
So I told her to f*ck off.
Oh so cold.:p"SOME PEOPLE CALL ME MAURICE,
CAUSE I SPEAK OF THE POMPITIOUS OF LOVE" -
ND13 wrote:Oh so cold.
I don't know. Referencing the "Mr Bigbluelight Complete Encyclopedia on Women" (Volume II), I think it is safe to say that if the little dolly is going to let herself go like that (putting on a few pounds), than she needs to be kicked to the curb.
What next ? Excuses for not retrieving your sammich and beer from the kitchen in a timely manner when so directed ?
Less than fluffy pancakes ? Where does it end ?
Wise move, Ninerbj.Sal Palooza -
Funny.Check your lips at the door woman. Shake your hips like battleships. Yeah, all the white girls trip when I sing at Sunday service.
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It was a joke dude! An old joke at that! I think it was originally told by the late, great Buddy Hackett. So lighten up already. What's the matter? *You have sand in your ****?
*as told by the comic genius of Mr. Eric Cartman"she had the body of Venus, with arms." -
I know it's an old joke, I just forgot to put up the smiley."SOME PEOPLE CALL ME MAURICE,
CAUSE I SPEAK OF THE POMPITIOUS OF LOVE"