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      Underdawg did an excellent job of explaining the rules.  Here's the simplified version: Don't insinuate Pedo.  Warning and or timeout for a first offense.  PermaFlick for any subsequent offenses Don't out members.  See above for penalties.  Caveat:  if you have ever used your own real name or personal information here on the forums since, like, ever - it doesn't count and you are fair game. If you see spam posts, report it to the mods.  We do not hang out in every thread 24/7 If you see any of the above, report it to the mods by hitting the Report button in the offending post.   We do not take action for foul language, off-subject content, or abusive behavior unless it escalates to persistent stalking.  There may be times that we might warn someone or flick someone for something particularly egregious.  There is no standard, we will know it when we see it.  If you continually report things that do not fall into rules #1 or 2 above, you may very well get a timeout yourself for annoying the Mods with repeated whining.  Use your best judgement. Warnings, timeouts, suspensions and flicks are arbitrary and capricious.  Deal with it.  Welcome to anarchy.   If you are a newbie, there are unwritten rules to adhere to.  They will be explained to you soon enough.  


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  1. That is so Everyone Can type like me :-)
  2. Will any new Jeep (or any other brand 4x4) Be able to navagate parkinglot speedbumps At anything better than a snails pace as most all do anymore
  3. I heard "the Donkey" has not been seen evermore
  4. I had a JC3B could have bought another house with what I DUMPED in it bought it stock, wore it out put a Buick V6 +++++++++++ Everyfucking thing I could do to it I could put the towbar onto something and unlock the hubs on all 4 wheels It's Not that I'm Not a Jeep Guy I'm Not a coil spring auto roll over and die jeep guy
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  6. he DID post the letter they sent him !!
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  9. uhe gunna prinned teh SEyez + KORz ?? avalible as a PFD
  10. Pour Sportsmanlike CuntDoIt Scot is Not even close to JQPublic when it comes to WTF behaveour A Jogger Dubbed The "Mad Pooper" Is Terrorizing Colorado Springs Patrick Redford Monday 5:55pm Filed to: LIFE'S RICH PAGEANT 1.5M 73638 There’s no use trying to skirt around this, so let’s cut straight to the chase: A Colorado Springs woman has been taking big craps in front of someone’s house for a few weeks now. They’re calling her the Mad Pooper and she won’t stop. The cops are involved. It appears to be some sort of revenge pooping. I hope you enjoy this report from local CBS outlet KKTV as much as I did. The goofy guy who said, “It’s just not a natural thing we do in our society, to drop your trousers and, uh, and relieve yourself right there when you know there’s people around,” really cut to the heart of the thing. We called the Colorado Springs Police Department, who confirmed that this is indeed a real case being handled by the CSPD’s Falcon Division. Pretty much every quote from this story is magnificent: As the TV report indicated, the woman has also been sighted pooping in a Walgreens and in nearby backyards. The presence of bathrooms close by and her propensity for repeat turds clearly show that she doesn’t care about signs, warnings, completing the rest of her runs with mudbutt, or the stigma of a society unenamored with joggers taking drive-by shits in and around their properties. She even brings her own toilet paper. The only questions that remain are mechanical and motivational. Is she a world-class crapper, who can shit dozens of times a day and therefore needs the variety? Is she motivated by some animal instinct to befoul as much of the city as physiologically possible? Why doesn’t she pick more prominent targets? Is the Colorado Springs PD ready for retaliatory poopings? What did the Budde family do to her? Is this revenge? If you know the Mad Pooper or, better yet, if you are the Mad Pooper, please send me an email. [KKTV] h/t Alan
  11. "LEE" was Rumored to be Hell bent on Taking back the SOUTH statue tippers had ti banned Kwas flicked but no reasonY
  12. here are more people than still welcome to go to enchalada flicked from an event 45 Magnum, P.I. cosplayers ejected from Comerica Park By Dave Herndon dherndon@thenewsherald.com @NHDaveH on Twitter Sep 18, 2017 Updated Sep 18, 2017 Comments Photo courtesy of Chris Tuccini There was a great disturbance in the force Saturday at Comerica Park. It wasn't just the White Sox pummeling the Tigers 10-4 on Star Wars night for the Tigers, another group of cosplayers dressed as Thomas Magnum, the titular character on the TV show Magnum, P.I. were ejected from the ballpark. The 45 men dressed as Tom Selleck's iconic character, who himself was a Tiger's fan evidenced from the hat he wore in many episodes of the series, were ejected from the park. They were there for a bachelor party for Allen Park resident Joe Tuccini. Allen Park resident Chris Tuccini, the groom's younger brother, said they were told one of them was smoking and they were catcalling as the reasons for the removal. "I don't know how that made us all guilty," he said. The group also included a cardboard cut out of Selleck as Thomas Magnum. The Detroit Tigers didn't immediately respond to requests for comment. SPONSORED CONTENT Locate Anyone By Entering Their Name (This is…TruthFinder Shopping for A Truck? Check Out These ModelsEdmunds Nadia Comaneci's Brave Confession Stuns Her Fans…Worldation The New Lincoln MKZ Will Make You Think AgainYahoo! Search 13x9 Casserole Recipes Taste of Home The SIEMENS hearing aid of the future is here Hear.com YOU MIGHT ALSO LIKE Taylor police looking for man who defecated on… Lincoln Park woman shot in head dies; suspect caught… Flat Rock police investigate alleged human trafficking… UPDATED: CMU student admits to peanut butter assault Be fair and honest in comments about president’s stand… Learn about police operations and procedures at… Recommended by
  13. Watching the Tube lastnight a program on Worlds Most Exclusive Islands Holy Fuck what mess they have Bet so much on Structures built right on the water like a dock Castels made on shifting Sand I happen to have never gone to any of those islands in harms way so I had No idea For anyone else who hasnt seen what wad built with No reguard for Storm Resistance have a look around this --> https://www.google.com/amp/s/theluxurytravelexpert.com/2016/10/17/top-10-most-luxurious-resorts-in-the-caribbean/amp/#ampshare=https://theluxurytravelexpert.com/2016/10/17/top-10-most-luxurious-resorts-in-the-caribbean/ Scary..... so Sad for those eiking out a living working around such low lying places
  14. ADVERTISEMENT ABANDON ALL HOPE, YE WHO ENTER HERE The Darkest, Saddest Place in Sports: A Los Angeles Chargers Home Game MICHAEL HAFFORD Sep 19 2017, 6:15am Photo by Michael Hafford We ventured into the StubHub Center for the Chargers home opener in Los Angeles this weekend. It was not for the fainthearted. Or really for anybody. SHARE TWEET The Chargers are the saddest franchise in the history of sports. We don't give them enough credit. Maybe because San Diego was too sunny, or maybe because they never quite sink to the depths of the Cleveland Browns or the Philadelphia 76ers, but if you ask any Chargers fan they will immediately rattle off a litany of heartbreak that I would challenge anyone outside Buffalo to adequately match. Last Sunday, the Chargers played their first regular season game in a city that doesn't want them to a tiny stadium half-full of opposing fans. Even in the parking lot at StubHub Center, the 27,000 seat home of Major League Soccer's Los Angeles Galaxy, the gap was obvious. Visiting Miami Dolphins jerseys dominated. Chargers jerseys were hard to come by at the home opener. Photo by Michael Hafford. StubHub, by the way, is an excellent place to see a football game. Since the venue is about a third the capacity of a typical NFL stadium, there's no upper deck and therefore no bad seats. It's like seeing football in a nightclub. Not that any Chargers fans noticed; hardly anyone came. I walked up to the box office about a half hour before kickoff and was moderately shocked to learn that I could still buy seats for $160. I say shocked, but I wasn't surprised; the stands were at about 60% capacity until the end of the first quarter. The Chargers fans who did show up were nearly universally dejected. Before the game, a plane flew over Carson's StubHub Center carrying a banner reading "WORST OWNER IN SPORTS? DEAN SPANOS, PAY YOUR RENT!" The banner wasn't alone. I heard numerous calls for Spanos to sell the team and saw at least one shirt—in the Chargers' font no less—calling for the sale of the franchise. Tim Finley, who could well be a member of the Fraternal Order of Real Beard Santas, was decked from head to toe in Chargers-branded apparel. He's been a season ticket holder for 32 years but sold all his games but this one. "It's like having been married and having the woman walk out on you," he said of the team's move up to Los Angeles. He attributes the move to greed on the part of the Spanos family, claiming the franchise increased in value from $800 million to $1.5 billion. He's wrong, but he's on the low end: the value went from $1.5 billion to $3 billion. Another fan, Jonathan Giuliano, understood the move. He's 32 years old and has been a fan since birth. Uncharacteristically for the fans I spoke with, he was sanguine about the team's prospects. "The city of San Diego didn't support the team like other NFL teams," he said. "There are lots of fans from [Los Angeles]. We have a QB, we're not starting from scratch. Nobody wants to be a Rams fan." Dolphins fans, not notorious for traveling well, or even attending their team's home games, filled at least half the stadium. "Let's go Dolphins" chants broke out more often than their Chargers' equivalents. One came during the walk through the opening gates. I sat next to Marc Caress, a very friendly 43-year-old county attorney and Dolphins fan with a salt-and-pepper beard who said the sparse attendance was about the same as a typical Galaxy regular season game—he's a season ticket holder. The Chargers managed to mess things up for the Galaxy, too, as the NFL-mandated that they replace metal bleachers with folding seats at StubHub, resulting in higher ticket prices for soccer fans—in some cases as much as $100 higher. The beer got more expensive, too, in the space of a day, from $13 at Galaxy games to $14 for Chargers games. "I get the nickle-and-diming stuff," Caress said, "but it's ridiculous." Even the refs didn't want the Chargers to move. Late in the fourth quarter, one of them announced a timeout for San Diego before correcting himself. "The Los Angeles Chargers of San Diego," a Dolphins fan ahead of me howled. I couldn't argue with him. © Jake Roth-USA TODAY Sports The Chargers are, in fact, in Los Angeles, not that anyone wants them here—USC outdrew the Chargers and Ramscombined last weekend—and losing football games in even more spectacular fashion than usual. Even Los Angeles Mayor Eric Garcetti thinks the team should have stayed put. Maybe that's a rational response, to keep the most cursed football franchise as far away from your city as humanly possible. I can't say I blame anyone. The Chargers' history is a sordid one. Perhaps the perfect early encapsulation of the early heartbreak was the 1982 playoffs, when the Chargers won an impossible game in Miami on the back of two (two!) blocked field goals, Kellen Winslow sacrificing his body so completely that it took two teammates to carry him off the field. Next, they played the Bengals at Cincinnati's Riverfront Stadium. That game, the Freezer Bowl, was the coldest in terms of wind chill in NFL history. The effective temperature difference between the two games—from a humid 88 in Miami to a frigid -37 in Cincinnati—was 125 degrees. They lost by 20. The Chargers' lone Super Bowl appearance, in 1995—a game they reached after overcoming second half deficits in their previous two playoff games—featured a quarterback matchup between Steve Young and someone named Stan "the Man" Humphries, a former Redskins backup and I-AA quarterback (who may sadly be third-best passer in Chargers history). The 49ers were favored by 18 ½. They won by 23. Two years after their Super Bowl loss, the Chargers were in a no-lose situation at the top of the 1998 draft. Peyton Manning and Ryan Leaf headlined the prospects that year. Manning was considered the more polished of the two quarterbacks, with a striking maturity and an NFL pedigree. Leaf, by contrast, had more physical tools and a much higher ceiling. But he didn't want to go to Indianapolis. So the Colts settled for Manning at first overall, and the Chargers got Leaf, who bounced out of the NFL by 2002 and was in and out of jail on drug-related offenses until 2014. His journey to sobriety is an inspirational story—he's now an ambassador for a chain of recovery communities called Transcend—but let's ask Pro Bowl safety Rodney Harrison about that 1998 season: He told Sports Illustrated that it was "a nightmare you can't even imagine." "If I had to go through another year like that," he continued, "I'd probably quit playing." He didn't, winning his release from the Chargers after the 2002 season, and winning the Super Bowl with the Patriots the next year. He's just one of many Bolts that saw their fortunes turn more or less the second they departed the team. Of course, nothing stays terrible forever. The team finished 1-15 in 2000, which gave them the top pick in the draft. They traded down and drafted LaDainian Tomlinson and Drew Brees in the first and second rounds, hired Marty Schottenheimer before the 2002 season, and rattled off a series of successful seasons the franchise hadn't seen since the early 1980s. In 2004, the Chargers took Eli Manning with the first overall pick, but in a situation eerily reminiscent of Ryan Leaf six years earlier, Manning refused to play in San Diego. So they dealt him to the New York Giants for a series of draft picks, one of which was Philip Rivers, whom the Chargers drafted over Ben Roethlisberger. Manning and Rivers, two iconic morons (and, in Roethlisberger's case, alleged sex criminal) have both won two Super Bowls each.* Rivers sat on the bench until the end of 2005, when Brees suffered a torn labrum. Brees walked to the New Orleans Saints and promptly revitalized the city of New Orleans following the devastation of Hurricane Katrina, set passing records, and won the Super Bowl. But the Chargers weren't slowed! In 2006, the team finished 14-2. They didn't make the Super Bowl. That would be because of their divisional round game against the New England Patriots, better known to Chargers fans as the Marlon McCree Game. Despite a typically poor series of decisions and bad plays—a muffed punt and the bizarre choice to go for it on 4th-and-11—the Chargers looked to seal a 21-13 victory when safety Marlon McCree picked off Tom Brady late in the 4th quarter. Of course, he tried to return the ball, fumbled, and had it scooped up by ex-Charger Reche Caldwell. Five snaps later, Caldwell then hauled in the winning touchdown pass. Chargers head coach Marty Schottenheimer would never coach in the NFL again and Caldwell would later Google his way to prison. Oh, and things do not stop there. The Chargers have won 5 of their last 24 games decided by one score or less. Philip Rivers, renowned for his accuracy, has led the league in interceptions two of the past three years, beaten out only by the legendary Blake Bortles. Their losses have come in inconceivable ways. Last year, the Chargers were leading the Saints by 13 with less than seven minutes left. First round pick Melvin Gordon fumbled on first down to allow the Saints to drive 13 yards and bring the game within a score. On the Chargers' next drive, an untouched Travis Benjamin threw the ball on the ground to allow the Saints to drive for the winning score. Heartbreak, now available in Los Angeles. Jake Roth-USA TODAY Sports An article from last year headlined "Once again, Chargers find new way to fail," detailed holder Drew Kaser dropping the snap for the potential game-winning field goal against the hated Raiders. Last year, they lost to the Browns on Christmas Eve. Just last week, their undrafted but much-heralded kicker Yonghoe Koo—he hadn't missed inside 50 yards in his last college season, and was replacing the least accurate kicker in the league—made a game-tying kick. Of course, the Broncos had called time out. Of course, the Broncos blocked the next kick. The fucked up thing is I actually enjoyed going through this litany, if only to remember seasons in which the team actually won games. The thing about truly sad teams is that they bring you within inches of the promised land and snatch it away from you. In the same way that bad smells have a hint of sweetness, which makes you keep sniffing and sniffing, trying to pick out that note, bad teams come within inches of glory before crushing your spirit. Against this backdrop, I attended the first Los Angeles Chargers regular season home game in more than 55 years. (The team played one season in Los Angeles upon its founding in 1960). They opened the ceremonies in their new old hometown by inducting Tomlinson into whatever off-brand name the Chargers have for their ring of honor. The silence was deafening. "Why don't you sit on the bench in a dark helmet again?!" one non-silent fan yelled, referring to the 2008 playoff game Tomlinson had to largely sit out due to an excruciating knee injury. The curse makes people do crazy things. I wondered how the in-stadium director managed to find contiguous rows of Chargers fans to show on-screen during the game. I certainly couldn't spot more than a few blue jerseys in a row. The video board operator seemed to, at times, be throwing a bone to Dolphins fans. There was a strange segment in which Miami and Los Angeles were compared and contrasted. The Dolphins had Miami Vice, the Chargers had CHIPs. The Dolphins had sunrise, the Chargers had sunset. The Chargers had Shaq, the Dolphins had older Shaq. A man representing himself as former Van Halen frontman Sammy Hagar was one of the Dolphins fans in attendance**. I caught up with fake Hagar—who is, by the way, pathologically friendly—on the concourse during the third quarter after he finished shaking hands with a half dozen fans. Earlier, I had walked by him and thought "that Dolphins fan looks a lot like a much older Sammy Hagar." It was not in fact, the actual Hagar. But I thought he was. He bemoaned the Charger's move. "They should have worked something out like the Packers" he said of the city of Green Bay's ownership of their team. "I'm glad the Faders—I call them the Faders—are in Las Vegas but the Chargers should have stayed in San Diego." When you're skilled at team name puns and also not Sammy Hagar. Photo by Michael Hafford. More troubling than the Dolphins jerseys were the fans that came wearing jerseys from other teams entirely. In the parking lot, I began counting other teams' jerseys. A man named Memo wearing a Aaron Rodgers jersey described himself as "a die-hard fan." Of what? He shrugged; he just came as a carpool buddy. He was far from alone. The jerseys I saw: the Bears, Curtis Martin, a Seahawks 12th fan, Matthew Stafford, Mason Crosby, Terry Bradshaw, Julio Jones, Larry Fitzgerald, Jason Witten, Priest Holmes, Kevin Durant, a smattering of custom Broncos jerseys, Dak Prescott, Tim Couch, Bo Jackson, John Elway, Amari Cooper, matching A.J. Greens (on a father and daughter), Packers Charles Woodson, Brian Urlacher, two more Aaron Rodgers, Troy Polamalu, matching Packers Reggie Whites (on a husband and wife), Carson Wentz, and Anthony Barr. Of course, there were dozens more in team shirts and USC or UCLA jerseys. I gave those people a pass; at least they got the city right. A moment of levity came in the second half as Antonio Gates, among the first to make the basketball-to-football transition that has since become cliche for pass-catching tight ends, set the record for all time tight end touchdown receptions. A nice video from Tony Gonzalez fell on deaf ears. So, too, did a highlight reel from a Raiders win. "Why would they show Raiders highlights?" Caress asked me. I shrugged. Nobody cared. Oh, and a game was played. The game turned on a series of bizarre late decisions by both teams. The Chargers were driving late and trying to rush their kicking unit onto the field with ten seconds left. The Dolphins called time out, presumably to ensure they could get a last Hail Mary attempt after the kick was made. But all this did was give Chargers kicker Koo time to actually set up. The kick went up. It looked good. A roar went up. Had we won? Was my theory dead? Then I saw the Dolphins rushing the field. Wide right. But the refs were waving as if to review. No dice, it was just to get the Dolphins back onto their sideline so Jay Cutler could line up in the victory formation. As I walked out into the parking lot in a daze, I saw a kid in an "All-In" Chargers shirt with tears streaming down his face. I wanted to go up to him and tell him to run far, far away. But he picked up his pace. He had to catch up to his dad. They both had a long way to go. *An earlier version of this piece did not sufficiently detail the complicated machinations that led to the Chargers drafting of Philip Rivers. **VICE Sports was duped by an apparently notorious Sammy Hagar impersonator. We regret the error, and pledge to investigate this matter further. SHARE TWEET NFL MIAMI DOLPHINS LOS ANGELES CHARGERS Watch This Next 2:11 How to Throw a Four-Punch Combo JOIN THE DISCUSSION ON OUR FACEBOOK PAGE. LIKE VICE SPORTS ADVERTISEMENT AUTOGRAPH HOUNDS Pat Neshek Calls Zack Greinke a 'Turd' for Not Signing Autograph SN SEAN NEWELL Sep 20 2017, 7:23am Photo by Jesse Johnson-USA TODAY Sports The Colorado Rockies reliever, who is also a major autograph seeker, claims that Greinke promised to sign something for him and then stiffed him on it. SHARE TWEET Pat Neshek, currently a reliever on the Colorado Rockies, is also a big-time autograph collector. As a player in Major League Baseball, he's got a fairly unique leg up on the rest of the hounds out there, but just because he's got access doesn't mean he always gets what he wants. Sometimes Zack Greinke will be a turd to you. Neshek's quest for Greinke's John Hancock was actually a story heading into the All-Star Game festivities this season, since both were representing the National League and Neshek has had a tough time getting the Diamondback pitcher's autograph. He was so committed he even said he'd try to get his kid to do it for him. That obviously didn't pan out, and now Neshek has relayed the story on a memorabilia message board he's known to frequent. Basically, Neshek claims that Greinke promised to sign something for him while the two were in Miami, but when the Colorado reliever tried to cash in on the promise a couple weeks ago—the Rockies visited the D-Backs at the beginning of the month—Greinke refused to even acknowledge that he had made the promise. Excerpts from the post include "this is the only ahole in major league baseball that has been a turd to me," and a couple of shots about Greinke's well-documented battle with social anxiety. Neshek says Greinke told him the reason he won't sign for him is that Neshek "wear him out," which, judging by the retelling of this story, seems like a fair complaint! Neshek sent cards over to be signed. No dice. Approached him during BP. No dice. Confronted him one more time in the outfield, begging him to just sign something. No dice. That was the final straw for Greinke, and he even made clear he wouldn't even sign something for his kid. There is only one way this can possibly end and that is with the Arizona Diamondbacks acquiring Pat Neshek and Greinke letting out the longest, loudest sigh anyone's ever heard. SHARE TWEET MLB BASEBALL ARIZONA DIAMONDBACKS ZACK GREINKE Related Articles AUTOGRAPH HOUNDS Pat Neshek Calls Zack Greinke a 'Turd' for Not Signing Autograph MIKE FRANCESA Mike Francesa Unloads on Penn State's James Franklin for Icing Kicker in 56-0 Rout ABANDON ALL HOPE, YE WHO ENTER HERE The Darkest, Saddest Place in Sports: A Los Angeles Chargers Home Game NFL Something Strange is Going on With Dolphins LB Lawrence Timmons JOIN THE DISCUSSION ON OUR FACEBOOK PAGE. LIKE VICE SPORTS ADVERTISEMENT MIKE FRANCESA Mike Francesa Unloads on Penn State's James Franklin for Icing Kicker in 56-0 Rout SN SEAN NEWELL Sep 19 2017, 9:09am Gregory Fisher-USA TODAY Sports Francesa called Franklin a "horse's ass" among other things. SHARE TWEET Mike Francesa has been mailing it in for the better part of a decade, but every once in a while, he can still reach back and fire off his fastball. He was able to do it on Monday, thanks to Penn State head coach James Franklin's decision to ice the poor kicker for Georgia State in the final seconds of a 56-0 blowout. With 11 seconds left in the game, which, again, was 56-0, Georgia State lined up for a 31-yard field goal because, hey, no one wants to get shut out. They snapped the ball and Brandon Wright kicked it through the uprights, but not before Franklin had called a timeout. Naturally, when Wright went to kick it again, he missed it and the game ended as 56-0 shutout. Franklin gave some shaky excuse for the decision—the "fourth team" was out on the field and they had never run a field goal block before, so he wanted to make some substitutions—but let's get real: he wanted to preserve the shutout. Mike was not having any of it. This is trademark Francesa. Breathlessly reading a game report that he no doubt had printed out in front of him before uncorking a rant where you can almost hear the veins pushing against the skin at his temples. He calls Franklin a "horse's ass" and a "jerk" for calling the timeout in that situation and also threw in some nice passive aggressive "hope you're proud of yourself" snark. But really, for me, the best part is how seamlessly he transitions from fire and brimstone to reading an ad for a local car dealership. That is a pro move. SHARE TWEET FOOTBALL PENN STATE COLLEGE FOOTBALL JAMES FRANKLIN Watch This Next 1:28 How to Wrap Your Hands for a Fight JOIN THE DISCUSSION ON OUR FACEBOOK PAGE. LIKE VICE SPORTS ADVERTISEMENT Read Watch Listen Fightland Basketball Hockey Baseball VICE APPS VICE ON TV VICE MAGAZINE Edition ENUNITED STATES TERMS OF USE PRIVACY POLICY FOUNDERS PRESS KIT ADVERTISING CONTACT CAREERS ABOUT © 2017 VICE Media LLC
  15. Really Not that much difference if you just sail down the week after by yer self a party for 15 medium to small boats could be held in a party Bus this hole thing is still better than watching the news
  16. $25 car or motorcycle in DAGO, $125 for an RV Rose-bowl & Dodger Stadium $50 for a 45' Limo Bus the Fucking Sucking chargers were out to FUCK someone, anyone LA Bent Over and spread their Checks Fuck Them !!!!!!
  17. tell that to the Cat w the Cheshire Grin
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  19. Haven't watched Any game this year haven't missed any of it
  20. Killing the BCYC Party was a Crime against All Participants Supprised that horse hasn't got up yet ;-)
  21. When there are less boats on the line than people doing RC the Point has been Missed