Minor Confession Thread

Until I finally figured out the FTFY means Fixed That For You, I thought it meant Berk That, Berk You.

Appleseed said:

Until I finally figured out the FTFY means Fixed That For You, I thought it meant Berk That, Berk You.

I like that better.

mtn (Forum Supporter) said:

Antihero (Forum Supporter) said:

I don't even know what provel cheese is, am I missing out?

Imagine the exact middle of Provalone, swiss, and velveeta. But the worst part of all of those. And it's not cheese. 
 

It one of the few true atrocities in the pizza world. 

I was just about to explain the horror that is provel, but I see that's been taken care of.

I would rather eat pizza from the elementary school cafeteria than eat a pizza that has provel on it.

In reply to Duke :

Do not slander the good name of school rectangle pizza. 

Mndsm said:

In reply to Duke :

Do not slander the good name of school rectangle pizza. 

As an architect I do a lot of K-12 educational design and renovation.  I always dread the days where we have on-site meetings or field surveys because they start baking that stuff around 10:00a and the delicious odor has my mouth watering and stomach growling all morning.

What a Girl Wants by Christina Aguilera is one of my all time favorite songs

In reply to gearheadmb :

It's no Genie in a bottle but it's alright. 

In reply to Wally (Forum Supporter) :

I dont like any of her other songs, or pop music in general. I like metal, and punk, and 90s country. But that song just really does it for me.

In reply to gearheadmb :

I suppose my confession is that I like an embarrassing amount of pop music. 

I just found out that today is Friday.

I would have bet the farm that it was Saturday.

Retirement is confusing. But AWESOME!

SaltyDog said:

I just found out that today is Friday.

I would have bet the farm that it was Saturday.

Retirement is confusing. But AWESOME!

That's a trick question:  when you're retired, every day is Saturday.

I'm looking forward to it.

Duke said:

SaltyDog said:

I just found out that today is Friday.

I would have bet the farm that it was Saturday.

Retirement is confusing. But AWESOME!

That's a trick question:  when you're retired, every day is Saturday.

I'm looking forward to it.

 

You won't be disappointed. In the 7 months I've been retired, I've gotten to the point of preferring weekdays to weekends.

Fewer people out and about.

When I got into work this morning, I discovered that one of the guys who worked the night before had left his Mega Millions slip on the desk. I was about to throw it away, but then I imagined him winning and quitting his job.

So I said screw that, took his slip across the street and bought a ticket with the same numbers on it. That way, if he wins, he has to split the jackpot with me, which will torture him.

But then I noticed that he didn't play the Megaplier, so I checked that box too, and if the numbers come up, I get a bigger cut.

Minor Confession: Firemen suck.

Woody (Forum Supportum) said:

When I got into work this morning, I discovered that one of the guys who worked the night before had left his Mega Millions slip on the desk. I was about to throw it away, but then I imagined him winning and then quitting his job.

So I said screw that, took his slip across the street and bought a ticket with the same numbers on it. That way, if he wins, he has to split the jackpot with me, which will torture him.

But then I noticed that he didn't play the Megaplier, so I checked that box too, and if the numbers come up, I get a bigger cut.

 

Minor Confession: Firemen suck.

A real dick move would have been to get the numbers, 5x. 

I like to think that I at least understand the concept of mathematics, probability, and statistics, yet here I am, about to run out to buy a Mega Millions ticket. I'll lie to myself, trying to justify it by saying that I'm buying a few minutes/days of a fantasy, or that when it is over $500M (or double that in this case) it is large enough to make it worth it, but the truth is that I'm just like everyone else, literally throwing my money away. 

Woody (Forum Supportum) said:

When I got into work this morning, I discovered that one of the guys who worked the night before had left his Mega Millions slip on the desk. I was about to throw it away, but then I imagined him winning and then quitting his job.

So I said screw that, took his slip across the street and bought a ticket with the same numbers on it. That way, if he wins, he has to split the jackpot with me, which will torture him.

But then I noticed that he didn't play the Megaplier, so I checked that box too, and if the numbers come up, I get a bigger cut.

 

Minor Confession: Firemen suck.

Stealing from Wally's playbook I see. 

In reply to Appleseed :

I was not aware of that. I will investigate and give credit where it is due.

I've fallen down the Letterkenny hole. Yes, it's a bit (intentionally) repetitive, but some of the "chirps" are just brutal--

"I know he's a farmer, but have you ever ever seen him do any work?"

"Get off the cross-- we need the wood"

I overheard a guy at work on the phone say "t-stat", does that stand for "thermostat"?

Pikers. 

In reply to Woody (Forum Supportum) :

I'm proud of you. I buy two every time a friend or coworker posts a picture of a ticket on Facebook it's a long shot but it's the ultimate prank if it comes in. 

My cousin posted a picture the other night. I ran out and posted a picture of my two in the comments. By the next morning most of his friends went and did the same. It was probably going to get split 100 ways if it won

In reply to Wally (Forum Supporter) :

You are the King.

In reply to Woody (Forum Supportum) :

I can't take the credit, I learned it in a warehouse I worked for in high school. We had a lotto pool where the secretary bought the tickets and gave everyone a copy. The old grouch that managed the loading dock would get in the pool, then but himself duplicates of all the tickets. 

I left a trail of SBDs through several airports today.

Karacticus said:

I've fallen down the Letterkenny hole. Yes, it's a bit (intentionally) repetitive, but some of the "chirps" are just brutal--

"I know he's a farmer, but have you ever ever seen him do any work?"

"Get off the cross-- we need the wood"

And I blame you for the last two hours of life I won’t get back... To be fair...

My son had said something about this a year or two ago and I didn’t bite.  Holy carp that’s some funny E36 M3. I’ve been texting back and forth with him, more lost time ahead.  Thanks I think? 

Stampie (FS) said:

I left a trail of SBDs through several airports today.

I farted up the breakroom at work so hard that even I had to leave.

Backstory/disclosure:   I once cleared out an open-air backyard.  My GI tract, when it is in the mood, can qualify as a chemical weapon.  I'm like the Martin Riggs of flatulence.