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was talking about the dog next to the deer.that aint a dog - it's his freaking pet deer.
I can't tell if it's alive or taxidermied.
was talking about the dog next to the deer.that aint a dog - it's his freaking pet deer.
was talking about the dog next to the deer.
I can't tell if it's alive or taxidermied.
"You take your name and you add 'ness' at the end of it. I would be Mattyboyness".
Threads like this resurrected one is why we have a Hall of Fame everyone.
People should look at it sometime.
I was not here yet in the Tango days but what a disturbed little man.
I always agreed with him on that one.He was always accusing me of only being on this board to spam everyone for my SSUR site.
I'm going to pour one out for all of the banned souls who brought so much discussion, debate, banter, and anger from the longtime posters. In fact, I think that we should toast all of the posters who were banned, deleted and kicked out of this site at some point:
Tango: That story came from your heart, it made alot of people uncomfortable and even reading it today makes me a little uncomfortable, but you threw it out there and you stuck with it even though it led to your ultimate demise on this site.
Ed B: I dont know if you got banned or kicked off but I haven't seen anything posted by you in a while; you had some of the best posts I have ever read. You could be down sometimes on the team but you always gave it straight.
Coyote Tony: I don't think he posted on the Cardinals board but he was a fixture on the P&R board and I think he was banned multiple times before somebody decided to block is IP address all together. He was a literalist in every sense of the word and it drove alot of posters crazy (especially dback jon).
NEM: The Lord Voldemort of Cardinals message board. I think I read his stuff on azprosports.com and when Skorp was pissed off enough and created this site he hid under other names and posted his crap. For a solid year, if one of the regulars didn't like what a newbie had written or if a newbie was a little too down the Cards, he was accused of being NEM posting under a new name. It was like he was in everyone's heads and everyone was thinking of him lurking and creeping in just to start another ruckus. In fact, that was his entire life because if I remember correctly, he talked the owner of the azprosports.com to let him back on after he had confided to the owner and told him that the message board was his very reason for existence, it was his NEMness if you will; "You take your name and you add 'ness' at the end of it. I would be Mattyboyness".
Originally Posted by tangodnzr
I Can Dream Can't I?
Well, it’s 5 am in the morning and I still can’t get to sleep. I found myself lying awake, a million thoughts racing through my mind. I tried to tell my self that yesterday was just another day, disappointing but nothing to lose any sleep over.
But the reality is….it wasn’t just another day. And I can’t sleep. I guess I feel like the woman who has watched her marriage crumble and yesterday was the day it finally came to an official end.
Not only have I lost my handsome prince who was going to be the answer all my dreams, but the whole family is in turmoil.
I will always love you Jake, and I know that deep down you still love me too. You were my handsome prince, and you rode in and swept me off my feet. What a wonderful courtship it was. I was just a plain girl, always passed over by the most popular boys. But you told me you saw my beauty, and I believed you. It seemed like we were just made for each other. I’ll never forget that day in ’98 when you brought me that gorgeous new gown and took me to the prom in Dallas. I will treasure that forever. But then I saw things starting to change.
The kids were now running around the house screaming “daddy, daddy” buy us more toys like you used to. I saw the strain in your face as now sometimes bills started becoming overdue. You kept trying, determined to be all that you promised you would. But I could also see the confidence receding too. But you bravely kept trying everything in your power to still make it all work. Even when the kids, kept screaming at you, and you would sometimes get so frustrated you would say, “I don’t even give a rats ass”. I knew you didn’t really mean it, that you still, deep down, loved all of us and wanted things to work. But now you’ve left me. We both saw it coming, I knew it was only a matter of time until some fairy princess came along and caught your eye.
I don’t blame you. Life is like that sometimes. I want to hate you for running out on us, but I also know you really did try, and that’s all I could ask for. I will miss you a lot. But I do wish you well, even though every time I see you with her, I will feel a little twinge of jealousy and a little pain in my heart for what might have been but didn’t turn out to be. I guess instead of Prince Valiant, you ended up more Willie Loman.
And to top it off, then David , the Greek god who came into the family and seemed like he could carry us on his shoulders wherever we wanted to go. But it all turned out to be virtual reality, and instead of our saving Hercules he turned out to be more of an Icarus, He thought he could be god. And he flew to close to the sun and melted his wings. Now I see him like a gladiator in the land of Thor. And when I go to the arena, I will still marvel at his wondrous strength. But I will feel a little bitterness, a sense of betrayal and a feeling that not only were his wings of wax, but his heart was to. The applause will only be polite and restrained at best.
There have already been new suitors stopping by, to preen and pay their respects. And I smile, yet the hurt holds back my trembling hand. I can’t help but feel some of their smiles are painted and their words little sugar cookies, but they glance sideways at the kids and my cellulite. The reality has struck, my Camelot has taken a heavy hit. The hard part is, that it all has affected so many others in the family too. And the kids don’t understand. All they know is daddy’s gone and all they can do is jump and scream and say look at me. I am important too. I hate daddy for leaving.
Thank god for Marcel and a lot of the rest of the family. We’ve all been through a lot, but hopefully now this dark and lonely night may indeed be showing the traces of dawn.
Now I will hope that someone does come along, who will accept me for what I am, and what I know I can be, kids and all. I can dream can’t I.
Amazing,simply Amazing
Amazing,simply Amazing
I couldn't resisttotally agree. anyone who has a signature phrase for the internet has more problems than any of us can even fathom.