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Scientists, engineers and blow-boaters -- all insane.

We tend to over-think everything now.

I'd recommend a 1911 .45

yeah, yeah, right

freebase9, thankyou, thankyou very much.

Yes, we all see that you are, Greg

COLUMBUS, Ohio — Talk show host Jerry Springer has a secret of his own to share: He's considering running for the U.S. Senate next year. Springer, a Democrat, said he'll decide by summer whether to challenge George Voinovich, a Republican who has said he'll run for a second term in 2004. He acknowledged that his nationally syndicated Jerry Springer Show could work against him. Guests divulge their intimate secrets -- and frequently strip down to their intimate apparel -- on episodes with titles like "Your Lover Is Mine!" and "Explosive Betrayals!" "There are pluses and minuses," Springer said. "The plus is that I'm known by everybody. The minus is that I'm known by everybody." Springer figures it would take $20 million to beat Voinovich and as much as $5 million to win a Democratic primary. "I have the resources," the 59-year-old millionaire said Wednesday night before speaking at the winter meeting of the Ohio Democratic Party Chairs Association. Springer is a former Cincinnati mayor and councilman who lost the Democratic primary for governor in 1982 and considered running for the Senate in 2000. He said he also may run for Cincinnati mayor in 2005 or governor in 2006. "I want to be helpful in rebuilding the party," he said. "Whether I have to be a candidate is a totally separate issue. ... I don't need a job." SHOW ME YOUR TITS

Ain't that the truth. Every time I've gotten smug and thought I was indispensable, BAM, out the door I went. Learned my lesson quick.

Okay

You're walking down a deserted street with your wife and two small children. Suddenly, a dangerous looking man with a huge knife comes around the corner and is running at you while screaming obscenities. In your hand is a Glock .40 and you are an expert shot. You have mere seconds before he reaches you and your family. What do you do? Liberal Answer Well, that's not enough information to answer the question! Does the man look poor or oppressed? Have I ever done anything to him that is inspiring him to attack? Could we run away? What does my wife think? What about the kids? Could I possibly swing the gun like a club and knock the knife out of his hand? What does the law say about this situation? Is it possible he'd be happy with just killing me? Does he definitely want to kill me or would he just be content to wound me? If I were to grab his knees and hold on, could my family get away while he was stabbing me? This is all so confusing! I need to debate this with some friends for a few days to try to come to a conclusion. Conservative Answer BANG!

nm question for timmy and jon - is there a way that a poster could completely delete a THREAD the HE started if so desired? for instance, this one was a double post and a mistake, why can't i just delete the whole thing?

If you lived as a child in the 40's, 50's, 60's or 70's, looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have... As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a Ute on a warm day was always a special treat. Our cots were covered with bright colored lead-based paint. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, or cupboards, and when we rode our bikes we had no helmets. We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. Horrors We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem. We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. No mobile phones. Unthinkable We got cut and broke bones and broke teeth, and there were no law suits from these accidents. They were accidents. No one was to blame, but us. Remember accidents? We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it. We ate patty cakes, bread and butter, and drank cordial, but we were never overweight...we were always outside playing. We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle and no one died from this. We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, video games, 65 channels on pay TV, video tape movies, surround sound, personal mobile phones, Personal Computers, Internet chat rooms ... we had friends. We went outside and found them. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rung the bell, or just walked in and talked to them. Imagine such a thing Without asking a parent! By ourselves! Out there in the cold cruel world! Without a guardian - how did we do it? We made up games with sticks and tennis balls, and ate worms, and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever. Football and basketball had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't, had to learn to deal with disappointment..... Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were held back to repeat the same grade. Tests were not adjusted for any reason. Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected. No one to hide behind. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law - imagine that! This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years has been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all. And most of us here are one of them. Congratulations!

Wayne, if I come, can I bring all my WSU frat brothers?

DAVE THE BEER MAN...eh, throw me a bag o' peanuts!

Coming from you Goat, I'll really take that as a compliment. Now go polish your purple bobblehead.

What would Chuckie do?

Mike, I been takin good care of milf while you been gone.

Hey Josh, that works for me. Let the roads go to hell for all I care. I got 4 wheel drive.

fine, be that way -- i'm gone in fact, i'm gonna go lasso me a nice heifer from the Roadhouse tonight, and get to cookin' (if y'all get my drift)

can I cum?

Just filling the lanes will pacify me. What a fucking waste to have them empty. This is why I live in the boondocks...I want nothing to do with that driving bullshit.

U dykes are hot

I volunteer to slather em' up with body lotion, and wipe em' down when the party's over.