**~~~> The OFFICIAL "Question of the Day" THREAD <~~~**

[lovecraft68]

I'm with Ogg, screw the food we can just get pizza and hell you can even deliver it.

The movie? Well if they're that interesting why would I want to watch a movie.

I would go with HPL of course.

Aleister Crowley

Desade's cousin Justine so I could ask her how she felt during 120 days of Sodom and then see if she would want to replay any of it.

 

[annanova]

WHOA! Was not attempting to come across as wanting to overthrow France and sell the Eiffel Tower for scrap! Just expressing (as you wedged in) *MY*PERSONAL*OPINION of the country, as compared to the other countries I have been fortunate enough to be able to spend at least 3,4,5...6 days in.

Of all of them I have visited so far (11 + 2, if counting PR & the Bahamas) France is unfortuately at the BOTTOM of those 13, of the places I would return to list! Not "hatin' on the entire country"....juz sayin'.

PLUS....you see what I bolded in your comment when I quoted it! 101% complete agreement with you there! Prolly two of the best memories of the last trip to various countries of Europe, were 3 days & nights in a second floor walk B&B, at the edge of the semi-Red Light District in Copenhagen; and similar 3 days & nights with a couple in a small sleeper village, 10-12 miles or so, outside Amsterdam....snd *I* LUVZ ME SUM AMSTERDAM!!! But the best parts of the 3+ days (well...after the "kawfee" shops anyway ) was the LIVING as the Dutch do....not just "being a tourist!"

Same as the 9 days in San Juan....the majority of the 'tourist world' stays out at Condado Beach....I was fortunate to be staying with a 7th or 8th generation family, up in the neighborhoods, prolly 8 to 10 miles FROM Condado....during Christmas & New Years, to boot!

Just as you implied and said: THAT is how you "experience" the country, city, region....whatever....that you are visiting! Everything else, is pretty much relegated to 'typical tourist trappings' and the Am/Ex card receipts you pile up to take home!

Just my, NOT so humble opinions....YOUR mileage may vary!

Oh, heavens no, pizzaboy. I certainly did not take your opinions of France as a desire to overthrow the country. Heck, they could be in the process of doing that on their own this weekend. My own experience in Paris wasn't the best, but I've had better times out in the country and the smaller towns, fortunately.

Yes, I think we're actually in complete agreement about getting away from the tourist traps whenever possible. They rarely shed a good light on any country.

We have no problems. Well... except for this note from the administrator about not being able to quote you fully because of all the smilies.... LOL

Tio, your suggested menu sounds like a play I saw not long ago.

 

[pizzaboyatdoor]

**~~~> QotD for Saturday, May 5, 2012 <~~~**

Let's be gettin' really FAMILIAR with you and your family.


No, not THAT kind of familiar, (although it would be nice if could get your CougarGranny to stop trying to put my tip *down* my pants! )....but rather some insight at just HOW twisted some of us may actually be is the QotD for Saturday, May, 5, 2012....

"What is the cruelest or most hilarious trick or prank you ever played on a sibling....or had pulled on you....while growing up?"

(bonus points if it invovled ropes, having the incident placed in the ever-feared 'permanent record file,' a Polaroid or camcorder, or more than 3 other people & some form of nudity in public. )

 

[Cruel2BKind]

My sister is a terrified wuss when it comes to horror movies. I was annoyed at her (we were very squabbly children) and when she was eight and I was fourteen, I described a horror movie to her in some detail while I was babysitting her. She started to cry.

This in itself was cruel, but what happened next makes it even better. I got nervous that she would tell my parents and I wouldn't get paid, so I suggested that we go downstairs and watch some funny youtube videos to distract her.

The door to the bathroom was open, and she was afraid to go past it. I closed it, and it sprang back out at us. We both yelped and ran upstairs to our parents room, my sister sobbing.

Later we found out it was the vacuum cord stuck in the door, but still, I didn't get paid.

 

[Derroreaper]

The year was 1984, and my brother had just been banned from playing football his senior year over a D in English. We took him to Ensenada Mexico (and Hussong's Cantina) for the weekend. We hired a cute little prostitute to "Fall in love with him" and boy did she...

Needless to say, I still hear about it from time to time

 

[PayDay]

Times are shown in the time zone you choose, not what the poster posted at. I had that same question years back.

Indeed.

 

[pizzaboyatdoor]

(this should conFuzZLe the half that doesn't already think I'm nutz....short & sweet hahaha....sure it will be! you? aint happenin'. LOL)

I was all of 3-1/2....maybe 4 years old. A true "Whoops" baby. Oldest brother had already made me an uncle, before my second birthday; and the other was going to start his senior year of high school that fall. Big brother, still at home; may have been far more into girls with big titties & penchant for 'dates' parked on dark country side roads.....more than playing catch or hide-n-seek with munchkin that was me....but still always did; and was my hero and mentor and followed around, like all pathetic, puppies do. Even THAT day!

Early on a Saturday morning. Grass still damp with dew. Said big brother being folllowed around while he mows the grass nearest the house on the north side....where it's close between mom & dad's big old farm house, and the neighbor-to-the-north's, 2 acre electric-fenced field for their stud bull. Big brother in proper clothing and footwear; me, barefoot and shorts & shirtless.

Big brother quickly tires of constantly having to watch & worry & keep me away from; the walk-behind, giant Gravely, that was only slightly smaller than a VW; that he was using to mow with. Finally decides to play a quick game of something....anything....with lil brother; so I would get tired or bored, and go find something else to do, or someone else to bug. (he had a hot date with some girl named Rhonda Roundheels or Betsy Backseat or Yvonne Yesneverno--can't remember now--that night; and was already distracted enough.

Fast forward thru baseball tosses and 20 questions about sky being blue and why 'it' was hard some times, when I woke up; and chasing yet another morning butterfly too near the barbed-wire fence. THAT.... had to have been when he came up with 'the NEW game' to play.

Fast-forward button again, and big brother and little brother are both now standing maybe two feet from the fence; his jeans unzipped, and his really BIG thingy sticking thru the fly opening....me with pull up shorts; pulled down just enough for my minature wee-wee to be free. Both of use aiming our fleshy water pistols at the fence he had said was the bulls eye target. (the actual big bull on other side of it, is watching us, and not amused it seemed.)

I know now, that big brother was not trying to 'let me win' by his constant missed streams of yellow stuff, falling so short of the bottom two strands of the fence wiring....but intentional for young barefooted-in-dew-damp-grass, lil grasshopper, brother, to shockingly win some other prize....for him....freedom!

Windup; pitch; batter up and aiming....smaaaack....it's headed for the fence! NO! Not a baseball. MY small golden stream from MY small boy, small, firehose....standing in dew-drenched taller grass...in bare feet!

Yes! The stories about electric fences and peeing contests by boys (and drunk men) ARE true....and it hurts like hell....even MORE when you are all of 3-1/2; maybe four; and been conned into; by your hero, mentor, and wannnabejustlikeyouwhenigrowup....big brother; at 'winning' the "pee-on-the-second-wire-UP-from-from-the-bottom" fence contest....and grand prize is learning (the SHOCKING AND ELECTRI~FUKKING~FYING WAY) the scientific theorum of most ANY liquid being a perfect conductor of 110 current and really even moreso....when the hose it's coming from, is "grounded to itself"....in tall, dew-damp, grass....barefooted!

"MOOOMMMMMMMIIEEEE!!!!!" for me and a :caning: for him later....he was forgiven (he WAS my hero and big brother); but not completely; since to this day....I blame him for both the one inch or so, shorter mine ended up compared to his....and kinda maybe for that boner I get around stud bulls too!

(thank you ladies and germs....I will be appearing thru the weekend here at Ranchero del La Erotica....please tip your waiters & servers and table & lap dancers well....and cumm again please!

 

[lovecraft68]

No big long story here, but it falls under pretty damn mean.

When I was 17 My foster sister came to me and somehow keeping a straight face and sounding nervous told me that my girlfriend (who was one of her best friends at the time) came to her and told her she was pregnant.

The worst part of the prank was my girlfriend had just left on a camping trip with the family. This was before cell phones and I sweated this out for a week before she came home and just before I was going to talk to her my sister told me she was only kidding.

 

[pizzaboyatdoor]

wow LC.....that one certainly is the top two of the nominations for "cruelest"....I would think!

 

[lance gt]

I wouldn't say it was a prank, but when I was 6 and my older brother was 7, we were told not to eat anything before supper, but I wanted an apple. Being the older brother and taking charge of the situation, he wrestled me to the floor and tied to take it away.

I wouldn't give up the apple, so he tried a wrestling move and put his arm behind my knee and pulled my leg forward on it. This ended up with my hip being dislocated out of the socket and me spending 3 months in hospital and several operations to get it to go back in.

Mom ended up telling him an apple would be okay. I think that falls under cruel.

 

[pizzaboyatdoor]

*ALWAYS* have a designated poster when you go out to the threads on Saturday Nites!

Indeed.

Times are shown in the time zone you choose, not what the poster posted at. I had that same question years back.

Which is why I used the statement: "after 12:01am whatever time zone **YOU** are in" to quaify when the next person was due to post the next day's question....or shudda/wudda/cudda. The rules arent meant to be restricting though...more "suggestions/half guidelines"....than anything.

The time zone thing does bring up an interesting question for the anal retentive and purists among us tho.....if we literalize the 12:01am "rule"....and someone posts from across the dateline.....does that mean, for example; May 10th's question, could be posted form Australia at 12:10am THERE, and it still be May 9th most everywhere esle....so would someone who wants to answer it, have to wait until May 10th *WAS* May 10th where they are....and then the whole truck load of Pandora Jewelry boxes from China and sold via telemarketers in India, by the company that owns the rights to them is based in The Caymans, but the majority owner lives in Brazil....yeah the truck flips over on the Autobahn in Germany, and we have The Red Cross tied up with he tsunami hitting PogoPogo...and the question becomes...what day and what time *IS*IT*ANYWHERE*.....and if the state of Texas was made of orange & green and purple shag carpet....how long would it take to paint the ceiling of the room?

(this post brought to you by the USA War on Drugs as pr00f why you should never "toke & drive a keyboard")

 

[pizzaboyatdoor]

Mom ended up telling him an apple would be okay. I think that falls under cruel.

Hmmmmm....dislocated hip at 6; couple operations; and 3 months in recovery....over a 25 cent apple = cruel??? ???

Prolly!

 

[pizzaboyatdoor]

*Laugh* good thing I like you so much.

DAMN! Never could sneak anything by you!

I do miss those cute lil graphically suggestive comments you used to leave with your 5 stars tho...teach hawt for pizza boi....damn!

LKE YOU A LOT, STLL, TOO!

 

[Edward Teach]

QotD for the date of MAY 3, 2012:

I'm pretty sure we *ALL* have someplace you couldn't PAY us to live,....What is yours and why?? ??

(Simple one-place answers up thru: planet, country, state, region, city, neighborhood, et al, specific answers be okie~dokie, TOO. )

Soooo......who is gonna be FIRST?????

There is already a Humor Thread.

There are many Vanity Threads, including the best one, mine.

Why did you not ask where people would LIKE to live?

 

[PayDay]

The time zone thing does bring up an interesting question for the anal retentive and purists among us tho.....if we literalize the 12:01am "rule"....and someone posts from across the dateline.....does that mean, for example; May 10th's question, could be posted form Australia at 12:10am THERE, and it still be May 9th most everywhere esle....so would someone who wants to answer it, have to wait until May 10th *WAS* May 10th where they are....and then the whole truck load of Pandora Jewelry boxes from China and sold via telemarketers in India, by the company that owns the rights to them is based in The Caymans, but the majority owner lives in Brazil....yeah the truck flips over on the Autobahn in Germany, and we have The Red Cross tied up with he tsunami hitting PogoPogo...and the question becomes...what day and what time *IS*IT*ANYWHERE*.....and if the state of Texas was made of orange & green and purple shag carpet....how long would it take to paint the ceiling of the room?

My point, exactly.

There is already a Humor Thread.
There are many Vanity Threads, including the best one, mine.
Why did you not ask where people would LIKE to live?

Go away.

What is the cruelest or most hilarious trick or prank you ever played on a sibling....or had pulled on you....while growing up?"

I was once forced to do the Truffle Shuffle to hang out with the older kids, all of whom happened to be fans of the Goonies.