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Wow !!
 

Good lord.....im tired from all the happy dancing I've been doing lately.

That brings something to mind for me. I wonder how much damage was done to Tiger Woods' back by all the *extreme* "end zone type celebration he used to do. :tongue3:
 

Oh my, I would want to be holding that and feel the heat/smell the glory of the process. Spit is amazing Bart-just the right PH and it'll take of just the right amount of those black sulphides off. :laughing7:

Can't wait to see the results.........

This is keeping from the chores......

Oh well.....:dontknow:
 

She needs a bezel for sure !! She's a genuine treasure piece....from a genuine spanish galleon....im amazed every time Jim!!
 

That's is it?

Where's the rest of it? :laughing7:

Man, if I found that I would be holding on to it in my sleep!

I like to put them on the nite stand and when I wake up from a treasure dream I can look at it and hold it !! For real man !!
 

Pretty crazy, last guy to hold that coin died over two centuries ago.

And how many people walked over it since?

Truly amazing, Bart!

(One wouldst think de Cap’n wouldst break out de rum and toast ye & de treasure!)
 

We have some left over asparagus & some leftover red pepper casserole from the other night so for supper we'll be having a frittata with a side salad.

 

Anyone mind if I tell a true, albeit, off topic story?
If you do...just skip it. ;)

This is about a time when I was much younger and maybe a bit feisty-er. I was out driving and stopped at a red light.

I was listening to a Neal Diamond tape. ( I had a very large and very diversified collection of music's. I don't have a favorite music, just favorite "pieces". They range from heavy rock to country to crooners...all the way up to "the Grand March from the opera "Aida"! I tell this cuz it'll make it easier to understand how I could do what I did.)

Anyhoo...while sitting there this younger punk drove up alongside. His "boom box driven media" trying to cover up any and all sounds at the expense of eardrums.

Long light, wanted to hear Neal. So, without thinking, I turned my sound up a bit. Which, the punk automatically took as a declaration of war and showed me by cranking his up louder!

Took a sec but then I realized I had been slapped with an audio gauntlet. I cranked mine a bit. He did also.

So....solely to be even more annoying, I switched to a louder version of Eddie Arnold's "Cattle Call". He switched to some harder/louder rock.

To make the story a bit shorter, the light turned green. We moved on for a couple blocks and got stopped again. The battle continued.

Each trying to find louder/more annoying ammo. Finally....I pulled out a special tape. The type of music really wasn't as important to this story as the abject horror that formed in my opponent's face once it started.

Try to imagine...when it started a look of bewilderment fell across his face. As it continued and built to its apex, his face went from incredulity to shock to horror! He then put his two forefingers up in front of his face, forming the shape of a crucifix. I gave him my best evil smile. He shook his head NO!! Then, put into gear and left.

What ultimate audio weapon did I use? What frightened my enemy so thoroughly?

Well....not exactly the same piece but the following gives a good example. Listen and imagine.......



.........................:angel12:............................
 

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Morning RC and WIF
 

I swear they try to raise them the ground they do, with that hollering.:laughing7:
 

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