jt1stcav Posted January 18, 2003 Share Posted January 18, 2003 Okay...I now just saw the second X-ray. Reminds me of the steel plate in my dad's left forearm from his Harley-Davidson accident in '78. And it's still attached to his arm to this day. You can see it bulging underneath his skin...feels icky! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NOZ Posted January 18, 2003 Share Posted January 18, 2003 That's no grasshopper, it's a preying mantice. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
justin_tx_16 Posted January 20, 2003 Share Posted January 20, 2003 my brother broke both hips by age 18 from running... what a weirdo haha. anyways, he has pins in them and when he gets on my nerves or starts to beat me with his Houston Astro's mini-bat.... i just give him a swift kick in the pins! LoL! Its all fun and games, he then turnson a strobe light and tries to trigger a seizure out of me. What a loving family we have! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
m00n Posted January 20, 2003 Author Share Posted January 20, 2003 ---------------- On 1/20/2003 12:01:19 PM justin_tx_16 wrote: anyways, he has pins in them and when he gets on my nerves or starts to beat me with his Houston Astro's mini-bat.... i just give him a swift kick in the pins! LoL! ---------------- I want to say that this is rather mean, but hey, you gotta fight fire with fire sometimes... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Invidiosulus Posted January 20, 2003 Share Posted January 20, 2003 ---------------- On 1/20/2003 12:01:19 PM justin_tx_16 wrote: he then turnson a strobe light and tries to trigger a seizure out of me. What a loving family we have! ---------------- Justin, do not click on this link. http://www.seizurerobots.com Don't say I didn't worn you Peace, Josh Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HornEd Posted January 20, 2003 Share Posted January 20, 2003 Hey, m00n, what's new and exciting in your Mickey Mouse (W)rist Watch world? Getting itchy yet? Bought a plank to walk on that will fit that Mickey Mouse folding surprise ladder yet? Got any new wrinkles in your one-hander kid bathing technique? I mean, really, m00n, you've got expertise in areas that may even be more practical than the hoot they seem to be! =HornEd PS: Just think, now you can explore the Zen phenomenon of the sound of one hand clapping without the intervention of your beloved Klipsch array. Tell the truth... you really had that wonderful m00n-wife hook it up again in the unfinished HT area, haven't you? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jt1stcav Posted January 20, 2003 Share Posted January 20, 2003 ---------------- On 1/20/2003 12:23:33 PM m00n wrote: I want to say that this is rather mean, but hey, you gotta fight fire with fire sometimes... ---------------- That's pretty good, but it's nothing compared to how I tourtured my younger brother back in the 60's... We were playing swords with sticks, and he popped me in the face with his, so I poked him in his left eye with mine. Had to wear a patch over his eye for a week. Was playing croquet in the back yard and he hit my croquet ball across the lawn, so I took my mallet and cracked him over the head. He required 12 stitches! We played swordfighting again, and once again I poked his left eye with my stick. He wore another patch over his eye for about a month (and wears glasses to this day). We were over a neighbors garage throwing darts at the dartboard when he called me an unsavory name for missing the dartboard. I turned around and threw my other dart right square into the center of his chin. I was between 5 and 8 years old, Bob was a year younger. He's an ex-Marine sergeant, married with two little girls, and was just promoted to a department manager of a Circuit City store in Buffalo. I'm an ex-Army specialist 5th class, still single, and a starving artist in Orlando struggling to make ends meet because of the recession! I think we're even now, don't you? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
m00n Posted January 20, 2003 Author Share Posted January 20, 2003 MY GAWD! With a brother like you, who needs enemies? Your terrible. Generally amusing to read about now, but damn... Bet you took many beatings from your parents for the horrible things you did to your brother.... Horn, na, my wife has been somewhat accomidating, but she knows I am able to fin for myself, thus does not let. As far as my theater goes? not in a million years would she bother to put it back together. Love only goes so far Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jt1stcav Posted January 20, 2003 Share Posted January 20, 2003 ---------------- On 1/20/2003 2:14:26 PM m00n wrote: MY GAWD! With a brother like you, who needs enemies? Your terrible. Generally amusing to read about now, but damn... Bet you took many beatings from your parents for the horrible things you did to your brother.... ---------------- Yeah, my mom tanned my hide lots of times with my dad's old belt (she still has it in her closet after 40 years...for sentimental reasons). My brother Bob and I get along just fine now, of course! Plus he being an ex-jarhead an' all, he's alot bigger than me now and he'd kick my *** royally! That's why he's up in Niagara Falls and I'm way down in Florida...we need to keep that many states between us just in case he gets the notion to rearrange my face for all my past deeds! We're such a loving family, believe it or not, and very close knit! My folks just celebrated their 41st wedding anniversary this past Veterans Day (Nov. 11), and they visit me and my other brothers in FL every June. My bros and I call Bob and his family once a month to talk shop, i.e. car audio, his new HT with Polk speakers (ugh), and about his girls. And we all visit our 82 year old grandmom every other month or so. Bob did get me back...in the winter of '71 we were at a friend's house chopping wood, and I wanted some smaller kindling wood to start the fire. I was holding a crooked branch that rocked around when Bob struck it with the hatchet. But the hatchet blade slid across the branch and right into the back of my hand, creating an inch and a half gash that wouldn't stop bleeding! It was my fault for holding the branch towards my brother's swing (dumb kids, what do we know?). He started crying because he thought I was going to tell on him. I don't know why; maybe I felt sorry for him for all the terrible things I did to him, so as we ran home, I told him I'd blame our friend for it instead! That night on the way home from the hospital (after 16 stitches were sewn into my right hand), I asked my mom not to get our friend in trouble with his parents, for it was just an accident and not intentionally done. That was close, and thus ended a chapter in our lives as bickering brothers. We've lived in peace and harmony ever since! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
m00n Posted January 20, 2003 Author Share Posted January 20, 2003 ---------------- On 1/20/2003 3:15:22 PM jt1stcav wrote: It was my fault for holding the branch towards my brother's swing (dumb kids, what do we know?). He started crying because he thought I was going to tell on him. I don't know why; maybe I felt sorry for him for all the terrible things I did to him, so as we ran home, I told him I'd blame our friend for it instead! ---------------- Man! You're a creep .. What would you had done if your mom went to his mom and got him all in trouble... Again, funny as hell though. Not right, but funny. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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