DanceWme said:

OMG woman! You crack my ass up!

i just usually scream out something like asscrabs... and im satisfied

IAintTheOne said:

I'm also still new at this job so I don't think that would go over so well.

JustErin said:

and to think i was going to suggest grabbing some DVDs from your house..

PricelessHo said:

At my last job I was able to watch streaming movies when it was dead...this job...not so much.

Punched? No. Slapped? Maybe.

missfee said:

Well, I've never been punched in the face. I wonder what's it's like and if that were to happen I guarantee I wouldn't be complaining about boredom, right?

Monkeys climb trees!

i have a similar problem, but in reverse, when i get bored i want to punch people in the face..

lets just say i keep myself to myself a lot..

JustErin said:

i have been punched in the face, during a robbery, and i think you will never ever start a thread like this again if it had happened to you.

out of nothing, and one of my front teeth broke.

Nah, I just wanna punch other people in the face

As for boredom, I walk out side... or go to the bathroom just to see how my glasses look w/ my outfit that day or find a bitchy co-worker & gossip... make phone calls/check messages

I could quite easily punch myself in the face right now.

JDInteractive said:

hey are you home already?

that was quick!

JustErin said:

(1) No.

(2) I play my guitar.

REDFEATHERS said:

Im not. Im just hanging about.

JustErin said:

It doesn't hurt that bad. The worst thing is getting punched in the mouth and getting the inside of your mouth all torn up. You can't eat or drink comfortably for days.

I am glad I don't get into fights any more.

JDInteractive said:

Where?

No email.. but I am waitiung for the rain to stop and then I am gonna go home..

I feel REALLY poorly

but great spending timne with you

RodeoSchro said:

I'd imagine that bearking your nose hurts like hell too.

REDFEATHERS said:

Station. Im really fed up and tired. I will call you later xxx

JDInteractive said:

Ok..

safe journey xx

JustErin said:

Yes, it does. But again, it's the after-effects. Every little touch of the nose hurts.

Here is a song that sums up all the glories of being a fighter. It's a great country tune by Bobby Bare called "The Winner":

The hulk of a man with a beer in his hand he looked like a drunk old fool
And I knew if I hit him right why I could knock him off of that stool
But everybody they said watch out hey that's the Tiger Man McCool
He's had the whole lotta fights and he's always come out winner yeah he's a winner

But I had myself about five too many and I walked up tall and proud
I faced his back and I faced the fact that he had never stooped or bowed
I said Tiger Man you're a pussycat and a hush fell on the crowd
I said let's you and me go outside and see who's the winner

Well he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand then he braced against the wall
He slowly looked up from his beer my God that man was tall
He said, "Boy I see you're a scrapper so just before you fall
I'm gonna tell you just a little bout what it means to be a winner."

He said, "Now you see these bright white smilin' teeth you know they ain't my own
Mine rolled away like Chicklets down the street in San Antone
But I left that person cursin' nursin' seven broken bones
And he only broke ah three of mine - that makes me the winner?"

He said, "Now behind this grin I got a steel pin that holds my jaw in place
A trophy of my most successful motorcycle race
And each morning when I wake and touch this scar across my face
It reminds me of all I got by bein' a winner

Now this broken back was the dyin' act of a handsome Harry Clay
That sticky Cincinnati night I stole his wife away
But that woman she gets uglier and she gets meaner every day
But I got her boy that's what makes me a winner."

He said, "You gotta speak loud when you challenge me son cause it's hard for me to hear
With this twisted neck and these migraine pains and this big ole cauliflower ear
And if it wadn't for this glass eye of mine why I'd shed a happy tear
To think of all that you gonna get by bein' a winner.

I got arthritic elbows boy I got dislocated knees
From pickin' fights with thunderstorms and chargin' into trees
And my nose been broke so often I might lose it if I sneeze
And son you say you still wanna be a winner?!?

Now you remind me a lotta my younger days with your knuckles a clenchin' white
But boy I'm gonna sit right here and sip this beer all night
And if there's somethin' that you gotta gain to prove by winnin' some silly fight
Well okay I quit I lose you're the winner."

So I stumbled from that barroom not so tall and not so proud
And behind me I still hear the hoots of laughter of the crowd
But my eyes still see and my nose still works and my teeth're still in my mouth
And you know I guess that makes me...The Winner!

IAintTheOne said:

ONLY U

Actually, when I was completely bored the other day I orgnoted you, Erin.

Fauxie said:

And I hate you even more for it.

I have to go in to work tomorrow, and Monday through Wednesday

I know it will bore me to tears, laying out pricelists

I almost would rather not have the money, but I feel obliged to these people

JustErin said:

It was a low blow, I must admit. Nobody deserves that. I'm so very sorry.

Fauxie said:

You wait and see what you get next time.

JustErin said:

FIGHT .. FIGHT .. FIGHT .. FIGHT .. FIGHT .. FIGHT .. FIGHT

JustErin said:

I can't sleep thinking about it.