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The year is 2030 and Bob has gotten rich off of $12 memberships. He is sponsoring love matches all around and paying for people to run for office.

 

Who do you think will end up together in 2030?

 

Who will Bob be paying to be elected into office?

 

Me first:

 

KVH and Vorty will realize their undying love for each other and move to the suburbs. 2 kids, Sinead OConner was the mother.

 

CES and Skategreen moved into together, forming Christianity with an Edge and preach all over Ohio.

 

Phreak and Scout gave it a try, but when she asked "what's this server supposed to do again, he lost his patience and bought her a Phillipino play thing.

 

Hugo ran for President, but the Mexican mofia kidnapped him and are holding him ransom for 30,000 pesos. No one wants to pay.

 

Smutt Butt and Hugh E Rekshun were confined to doing infomercials about "Natural Male Enhancement" yet no woman wanted to see if it worked for them.

 

 

Note to self, don't drink 2 Double Shot Espresso Latte and not expect a buzz and unproductive thoughts

 

 

What's your predictions for 2030?

The dick has no conscience and the heart has no rational abilities.

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I don't know about 2030, but we will be out of oil for sure.

 

Here's a joke to humour you.

 

Blonde months.

 

January - Took new scarf back to store because it was too tight.

 

February - Fired from pharmacy job for failing to print

labels.....Helllloooo!!!.....bottles won't fit in typewriter!!!

 

March - Got really excited.....finished jigsaw puzzle in 6 months.....box

said "2-4 years!"

 

April - Trapped on escalator for hours.....power went out!!!

 

May - Tried to make cordial.....wrong instructions....8 cups of water

won'tfit into those little packets!!!

 

June - Tried to go water skiing.....couldn't find a lake with a slope.

 

July - Lost breast stroke swimming competition.....learned later, the other

swimmers cheated, they used their arms!!!

 

August - Got locked out of my car in rain storm.....car swamped because

soft-top was open.

 

September - The capital of California is "C".....isn't it???

 

October - Hate M &M's.....they are so hard to peel.

 

November - Baked turkey for 4 1/2 days.....instructions said 1 hour per

pound and I weigh 108!!!

 

December - Couldn't call 911....."duh".....there's no "eleven" button on the

stupid phone!!!

 

What a year!!

Persevere,

it pisses people off.

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Lets see... my prediction for 2030...I would be 62 then, and I'll be dead by then. Probably of Cancer. A lot of my relatives died in there 60's. Grandpa had diabetes, grandma had cancer. I figure I take after my grandma's side more because of similarities like eyes nose and such.

 

At any rate, if I am wrong and I am still, for some strange reason, consuming oxygen and producing shit daily, it will only be by sheer luck...

 

I still wish to fulfill my life long dream of getting a good nights sleep before I die, so hopefully I am AT LEAST in a coma by then.

 

I guess it won't bother me considering I will probably have NO social security and some corporate CEO bastard will probably have stolen all of my investments anyway. That's just the way the world works, so why expect any different ??

 

I mean, shit, 25+ years from now is a pretty god damn long time away. Why in the hell would you want to wonder what life will be like into another generation when you should be more concerned about what the fuck your doing today.

 

Shit, I say plan your life AT MOST 1 month in advance.. The accuracy of prediction curb is much higher !!!

 

You need to remember the "SHIT HAPPENS" clause of life.

 

But then, that's just my opinion and you said you were bored... if you want HUMOR then you might wanna check out that photo of RO I came across.

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Oh my GODDDDD. That's the funniest thing I've seen in a long time.

 

 

If you knew me, you would know I don't think too far down the road.

 

I'm bored and hyped up on caffiene. I figure when I die, my body will have about two weeks to catch up because of Espresso.

The dick has no conscience and the heart has no rational abilities.

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But then, that's just my opinion and you said you were bored... if you want HUMOR then you might wanna check out that photo of RO I came across.

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Please don't post pictures of me humping the knot-hole on my deck.

To be the Man, you've got to beat the Man. - Ric Flair

 

Everybody knows I'm known for dropping science.

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Holy Shit I didn't know Pan was out among the mortals again !!

 

You ought to hear me play "Renegade" by Styx on my pan-flute. The shit is killer.

To be the Man, you've got to beat the Man. - Ric Flair

 

Everybody knows I'm known for dropping science.

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KVH and Vorty will realize their undying love for each other and move to the suburbs. 2 kids, Sinead OConner was the mother

 

 

Why the fuck would I hook up with Vortex?

 

 

well anyways

 

in 2030 I'll hope that I'll be long dead. There's no way in hell I want to see 46. Hell, 25 makes me fucking nervous.

All bullshit, No Business.
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Please don't post pictures of me humping the knot-hole on my deck.

 

If you stop humping that knot-hole, the papparazi will leave you alone.

Persevere,

it pisses people off.

Posted

Predictions For me At 44:

 

 

I'm sitting in a coffeeshop drinking cold coffee and reading the Chronical Herald. After several years as a wanna be vigilante I've decided to fold and settle down as the unsightly folds of flesh will no longer allow my formally cool crime fighting outfit to be accept by society. When walking home accross the bridge I take note of the escape offered by suicide and the novelity of finally jumping off that damn thing, a great freefall. I think for a moment, lighting up a cigar as I ponder into the oddly high winds on the otherwise calm day. As usual I shrung it off and realize I'm just being an idiot for wanting to jump off and head home to the cat.

 

I've found the door was left unlocked, there is nobody to blame but me and the cat so I choose the latter and strip off my "Business casual" suit I bought after being hired at the call center. In my closet still hangs the old Cape and Spandex. My cigar having just gone out, I toss the bud aside and I decide to put the Uniform on for fun and re-live my prime.

 

Climbing to the patio of my second story flat I gaze out on the town, seeing the regular pervs wondering the North End and harassing the poor girls going to cosmotology school. On impulse I leap down on one of them in an orange hunter's hat, without really thinking or caring about the consequences. The impact dose not kill me but I'm left in a potentially deadly coma and shipped to the US for Special Care.

 

Although I am unaware of my surroundings, they've left me in a large room shared with 3 other patients. My cat being surly dead by know with nobody to take care of him. Upon a moment of dream realization that my little companion was to die, I let out a small bursting shout and somehow woke my neighbouring patient from his deep sleep. After realizing his long awaited rest was interrupted by some dipshit Canadian, he flips out of bed and suffocates me with his pillow then, using his mighty half-mexican arms, he rips the water cooler out of the ground and smashes out the window! Refusing to hide the shame of his hospital gown exposed bottom he leaps out into the world. The phreaks have become pray once again.

 

The End.

 

 

 

Please Note: I'm very bored and sick right now. :o

http://www.boohbah.com/zone.html

 

"It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards" -Lewis Carroll

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Predictions For me At 44:

 

 

I'm sitting in a coffeeshop drinking cold coffee and reading the Chronical Herald. After several years as a wanna be vigilante I've decided to fold and settle down as the unsightly folds of flesh will no longer allow my formally cool crime fighting outfit to be accept by society. When walking home accross the bridge I take note of the escape offered by suicide and the novelity of finally jumping off that damn thing, a great freefall. I think for a moment, lighting up a cigar as I ponder into the oddly high winds on the otherwise calm day. As usual I shrung it off and realize I'm just being an idiot for wanting to jump off and head home to the cat.

 

I've found the door was left unlocked, there is nobody to blame but me and the cat so I choose the latter and strip off my "Business casual" suit I bought after being hired at the call center. In my closet still hangs the old Cape and Spandex. My cigar having just gone out, I toss the bud aside and I decide to put the Uniform on for fun and re-live my prime.

 

Climbing to the patio of my second story flat I gaze out on the town, seeing the regular pervs wondering the North End and harassing the poor girls going to cosmotology school. On impulse I leap down on one of them in an orange hunter's hat, without really thinking or caring about the consequences. The impact dose not kill me but I'm left in a potentially deadly coma and shipped to the US for Special Care.

 

Although I am unaware of my surroundings, they've left me in a large room shared with 3 other patients. My cat being surly dead by know with nobody to take care of him. Upon a moment of dream realization that my little companion was to die, I let out a small bursting shout and somehow woke my neighbouring patient from his deep sleep. After realizing his long awaited rest was interrupted by some dipshit Canadian, he flips out of bed and suffocates me with his pillow then, using his mighty half-mexican arms, he rips the water cooler out of the ground and smashes out the window! Refusing to hide the shame of his hospital gown exposed bottom he leaps out into the world. The phreaks have become pray once again.

 

The End.

 

 

 

Please Note: I'm very bored and sick right now. :o

Damn man, have a drink, you'll be alright!
Do the right thing!
Posted
My predictions for myself for year 2030; I'll be living in a log cabin somewhere rustic with my sister and son! While they are out riding their motorcycles, I'll be hanging out at the river fishing with the dog!
Do the right thing!
Posted
In the year 2030 I like so many like me will find myself standing among idiots. Thats right I will be a greeter at wal mart. But one thing that those fuckers won't know until it's too late, is that I will have an automatic machine gun at the ready when the store opens it's doors. Not that I will be some kind of psycho or anything, thats just gonna be SOP by then. The real pisser is that by that time even though I will be making minimum wage (60.25), I still won't be able to keep up with my rent, not to mention my newly developed addiction to meth. Oh well welcome to Wall Mart.:)
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In the year 2030 I hope all clothing labels do not show this message.

 

This is a clothing label from a small American company that sells their product in France.

 

Here's the translation of the French part of the label.

 

Wash with warm water.

Use mild soap.

Dry flat.

Do not use bleach.

Do not dry in the dryer.

Do not iron.

We are sorry that Our President is an idiot.

We did not vote for him.

 

More here.

Persevere,

it pisses people off.

Posted
In the year 2030 I hope all clothing labels do not show this message.

 

 

 

More here.

 

 

Kind of like on the Preparation H bottle it says don't take orally.

 

 

DUH.

The dick has no conscience and the heart has no rational abilities.

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If you stop humping that knot-hole, the papparazi will leave you alone.

 

But I love that knot-hole. I call it "Sylvia".

To be the Man, you've got to beat the Man. - Ric Flair

 

Everybody knows I'm known for dropping science.

Posted
You seem to show an obvious outward hatred toward women. Maybe you said, "What the fuck?", "I'll give the gay life a try.":p

 

 

I don't hate them because I'm not attracted to them I hate them because 1) They don't know the difference between equal rights and special rights, 2) they're always playing headgames 3) They use sex appeal to gain what they want and they flirt their way in and out of everything 4) they seem to get a free/easy ride because they have tits. 5) They're compulsive bitches.

 

Don't get me wrong, I would respect women, but how can you if they don't act respectable?

 

 

Give gay life a try? No thank you. The idea of FDA with some big hairy dude kind of puts me off.

All bullshit, No Business.
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I don't hate them because I'm not attracted to them I hate them because 1) They don't know the difference between equal rights and special rights, 2) they're always playing headgames 3) They use sex appeal to gain what they want and they flirt their way in and out of everything 4) they seem to get a free/easy ride because they have tits. 5) They're compulsive bitches.

 

Don't get me wrong, I would respect women, but how can you if they don't act respectable?

 

 

Give gay life a try? No thank you. The idea of FDA with some big hairy dude kind of puts me off.

 

I know your reasons for your dislike for women. I was just screwing around and nobody else seemed to want to answer your question, so I figured a wrong answer, is better than no answer.:cool:

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In the year 2030 I hope all clothing labels do not show this message.

 

Quote:

This is a clothing label from a small American company that sells their product in France.

 

Here's the translation of the French part of the label.

 

Wash with warm water.

Use mild soap.

Dry flat.

Do not use bleach.

Do not dry in the dryer.

Do not iron.

We are sorry that Our President is an idiot.

We did not vote for him.

 

More here.

 

That's Fucking Bullshit!

 

This company should be ashamed of itself for doing something like that. To print that on a shirt tag and then sell them to people in France. I have half a mind to hop a flight to Seattle and confront them on this treasonous act they have procured.

 

This really pisses me off. I mean, yeah, the President is an idiot but, that company had no right letting the French think that we were apologizing to their frog-asses about anything.

 

The shirts that go to France, need to just say that "Our President is an Idiot" and leave out the "We are Sorry" part. For love of God and Country, I can not believe they said I'm sorry to the French.:rolleyes:

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My predictions for myself for year 2030; I'll be living in a log cabin somewhere rustic with my sister and son! While they are out riding their motorcycles, I'll be hanging out at the river fishing with the dog!

 

Atlantic,

 

Correct me if I'm wrong but, You are a Chick, aren't you?

 

Because if you are a dude, then that whole, "I'll be living in a log cabin somewhere rustic with my sister and her son!" stuff sounds a bit creepy.:D

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Atlantic,

 

Correct me if I'm wrong but, You are a Chick, aren't you?

 

Because if you are a dude, then that whole, "I'll be living in a log cabin somewhere rustic with my sister and her son!" stuff sounds a bit creepy.:D

 

It's a southern thing. Quite common really. ;)

Persevere,

it pisses people off.

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