Terrible mistakes I've made in the past few years

I know one Mike, it was never visiting Flagstaff? Did you ever make it up there? Why not if not? I've tried getting people for years to visit Flag with me. Especially this One Lady! Just don't try driving a 55 Ford Fairlane into town. :( Rent a 56 Chevy with baby shoes on the rear view mirror Mike. ;)
 
I know one Mike, it was never visiting Flagstaff? Did you ever make it up there? Why not if not? I've tried getting people for years to visit Flag with me. Especially this One Lady! Just don't try driving a 55 Ford Fairlane into town. :( Rent a 56 Chevy with baby shoes on the rear view mirror Mike. ;)

Yes, I've been up there twice already.
 
OK, so no one has mentioned the military option yet? If it's good enough for Candi, it's good enough for you. Education, money, insurance, all is taken care of ~ for a small price of course~

You posted a pic once of you and a rifle, in fatigues. You're half way there!
 
OK, so no one has mentioned the military option yet? If it's good enough for Candi, it's good enough for you. Education, money, insurance, all is taken care of ~ for a small price of course~

You posted a pic once of you and a rifle, in fatigues. You're half way there!

That, or will join some anarchist colony in the mountains.
 
My math skills do not exceed basic arithmetic.

Addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division.

I know absolutely nothing about algebra, geometry, trigonometry, and calculus!

This could be a very serious problem as advanced-level mathematics is a state requirement for ALL degrees.
 
Well, what with all these great victories creating a headlong retreat, I'd say join the army.

You'd get all the health care you need AND your college paid for.

I would probably fail the ASVAB (Armed Service Vocational Aptitude Battery) and they wouldn't accept me.

Remember, I have significantly below-average intelligence because I was in special education.
 
"Significantly below-average intelligence" is only a relative term.

You should totally sign up. The war is all but over and, apart from anything else, think of how much your parents would freak!

What am I supposed to do? Peel potatoes?

Not too many dim-bulbs are allowed into the military.
 
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What am I supposed to do? Peel potatoes?

Not too many dim-bulbs are allowed into the military.

You never know til you TRY. You have excuses for everything! Public transportation, a bike could get you where you need to go. Never once do you ever say what job field you're interested in. Here's reality...the Peeps prolly didnt tell you but they lost the fortune and they drink heavily trying to figure out behind closed doors how they're going to get rid of their dumb kid that won't get off his ass.
 
I would probably fail the ASVAB (Armed Service Vocational Aptitude Battery) and they wouldn't accept me.

Remember, I have significantly below-average intelligence because I was in special education.

Special ed doesn't mean you're stupid. My brother was in special ed because the teacher thought he was dumb. Just turned out that he needed things explained differently & he went on to graduate with honors. And as I remind you AGAIN, colleges have programs to help people with learning disabilities! And again, based on what you major in, the most you would have to take is algebra. And there are programs to help you pass that (most colleges accept a D as passing the course, without it affecting your degree FYI)
 
OK, so no one has mentioned the military option yet? If it's good enough for Candi, it's good enough for you. Education, money, insurance, all is taken care of ~ for a small price of course~

You posted a pic once of you and a rifle, in fatigues. You're half way there!

I believe I mentioned it to him long ago. In another thread....long ago in a distant galaxy....far, far away.
 
I believe I mentioned it to him long ago. In another thread....long ago in a distant galaxy....far, far away.

Are you sure it wasn't Candicame instead? It reminds me of the scene from Alice's Restaurant, where Arlo Guthrie was jumping up and down yelling, Kill, kill, kill! in the draft office and the recruiter says "You're our boy"!
 
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