Random Facts XXXIV

Im getting closer and closer to having the type of hair that mr Leahy is sporting in the current sig :frown:

 

You're thinning?

That's one thing I've always been super glad about, my genes. Not one single man on my mother or father's side has ever gone bald or thinned. They all have extremely thick hair.

 

That makes two of us. My hair is so thick, hated it as a kid, now that everyone around me is losing theirs i get some happy feelings

 

i will not repeat the t word but yes

 

I gave up saving my hair. I cant wait to get rid of it. my gf just helped me thin out my body hair. after she begged me not to take it off. least thin it down.. O feels much better now smoking the weed and not setting himself on fire ..

 

I'm a fisherman. My legs and head is as hairy as the jungle, but my arms and chest/back are as bare as the desert.

I like it.

 

Same here, my arm hair is thin, but the rest of me is quite ape-like.

 

Most ladies don't like carpet rides so i'm thankful for my hairless chest.

 

my gf is smoking weed and then just out the blue shes says, "i like dolphins".. and thats all..

 

I almost blew my hand off tonight. Roman candles are the bane of my existance.

 

Just arrived home from taking a rig to France overnight.

The French driving test must consist of proving how fast you can wave your arms and shout 'Merde!" at every other vehicle.

 

Can't Find Merde In My French Phrasebook, But I Will Take A Wild Guess

And Say It Means "Pommy Go Home"...



Cheers Glen.

 

it means shit Glen

 

You win the teddy,BBAD.
I was on the nord du peripherique heading for Calais,saw a 5-car accident.

Nothing fatal,but you should've seen those arms going-it was like a wind farm!

 

tired .. yet wired.. what to do?


movie time me thinks!

 

I read this morning that 'Billy the Exterminator' is coming back on the air this summer. I'm pretty happy about that.

 

I went to the dump today and managed to throw stuff out without bringing anything back home

 

When I lived in another town I used to take my boss' old truck down to the dump just to drive off-road with it. The dump was set up so that you drove down this huge hill, then you had to turn right to avoid going into the river. At that point the road became dirt and very bumpy. You could hang a left and circle all the way around, past the landfill, and come around to the recycling area. It made for a great course. Of course, I'd usually bring a bit of garbage (old fence or something) to justify my being there, but after awhile the dump workers caught on to what I was really there to do; burn up the track

The last time I went there I had this big load in the bed of the truck, and this truck was old. My friend and I had overloaded it so much that when we were coming down the hill the front tires lifted off the ground by about an inch, maybe less. I turned a fast right towards the recycling area and ended up slamming into one of the recycling dumpsters, spilling part of our load in the process. I had to get out and pick up pieces of our load off the shitty ground, dump it, then go back and explain to my boss that his truck now had a huge dent in the left rear panel. Lucky for me he didn't care, I was uninsured and doing his dirty work for him.

 

I'm a Norwegian Hairless. Barely any body hair - in fact, my shins went bald about the time I turned 50. Weird, but I read that it happens to quite a few older men. However my head hair is still thick, thank the gods.

There is something very exciting about a woman who plays with high explosives. :2thumbsup:

It's not just driving, it's human drama.


rf1: I am currently experiencing symptoms commonly associated with heart attacks. However some years ago when I was experiencing similar symptoms, my wife drove me to the emergency room, and after a bunch of tests they concluded that my heart was normal, except for a bit of valve leakage. Probably a digestive thing.

rf2: I again ran in the 400 meter late-for-the-commuter-train event this morning.

rf3: My heart-attack-like symptoms have now subsided.