You know you're from Philly when...

...you're sitting in a client's office and he logs off the internet and his computer says "Goodbye" :gay: and you say "shut the fuck up" :flipa: ... and then you realize your client is looking at you :dunno: , and then you go on to explain WHY you said that :screwy: ... and you can justify it :disappoin ... and he agrees with you :disappoin :disappoin :disappoin .

That's why mine has a excerpt from Chevys Cahse describing his boss on Christmas Vacation :icon16:

Mine used to have the sound of a toilet flushing when it had a critical error. With Win95, it happened often.

That's some funny shit right there. How did you explain that to him?

He knows me... I call the kettle black. He thought I was talking to him at first, but after we bs'd for a few minutes he understood.

It was kinda one of those... "YEAH... STUPID AOL... " kinda things... He's an 8th degree black belt, so he really could whipped my ass in a hurry if he wanted to, and there wouldn't have been a damn thing I could have done about it... except maybe bill him for the time I spent while he was kicking my ass.

He's an 8th degree black belt, so he really could whipped my ass in a hurry if he wanted to, and there wouldn't have been a damn thing I could have done about it... except maybe bill him for the time I spent while he was kicking my ass.

Meh,

That's when you use the invinsable 'Karate Kid Crane; to his lower extremeties, :nutkick: :icon16:

Then run really, really fast. :uhoh:

jim dont run fast :grinno: :grinno:

Meh,

That's when you use the invinsable 'Karate Kid Crane; to his lower extremeties, :nutkick: :icon16:

Then run really, really fast. :uhoh:

I don't know... I was watching this program on television (history channel I think) about martial arts. There is one branch of martial arts where they practice getting kicked in the nuts... they are completely unaffected by it.

Alright,

So you use the invinsible 'Karate Kid Crane' to his lower extremeties. :nutkick: :icon16:

He laughs in your face, :eek:

Then you run really, really, really, f'n fast :uhoh:

DJ, I'm sure a pissed off black belt is more than enough inspiration for Jim to feal athletic for a few minutes. :grinyes:

jim dont run fast :grinno: :grinno:

Correction... Jim CAN'T run fast, lmao. Especially after all these cheesesteaks, sausage and egg sandwiches, chocolate milk, and beer he's been eating lately.

Now... Red Death COULD run fast... if she was in one piece, but even if she was I don't know that I'd even get to her without taking a "flying axe" kick to the head. :disappoin

Correction... Jim CAN'T run fast, lmao. Especially after all these cheesesteaks, sausage and egg sandwiches, chocolate milk, and beer he's been eating lately.

Jim,

Your good colesteral called, said the bad coleseral kicked them out again and are making obsene gestures at them. :frown:

Hey c'mon... If I didn't have BAD cholesterol I'd have none at all and THAT is bad. Right?:dunno: :rofl: