What "we" don't know about you.

JRV said:
I accidentally “shot” myself in the shin for science.

I was managing a range, and we used to let folks come in and test IIIA vest composites before we opened.

They needed a trigger puller for the .44 mag.

That was my job. Turns out, if there’s a .44 mag slug lodged in a vest, and you shoot another one near it, the slug from the vest comes flying back pretty fast.

Nailed my shin. Could not walk for a while. The scar is a giant bald spot over my tibia that bleeds every time I deadlift.
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Note to self, ignore all your future gun posts. 🤪
 
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I used to sing karaoke regularly, and had my own groupie who would come up front every time I sang and then come talk with me when my wife left the table.

That didn't make my wife happy, but I kind of got a charge from it. :cool:
 
Chdamn said:
I was an honors all state choir singer my Jr and Sr years of high school. I also dressed up in tights and a tunic to sing in a madrigal group and spangly stuff to sing and dance in show choir.

This was at the same time I was playing football and boxing. The chicks were better in choir which was why I started. Long bus rides to shows playing truth or dare on the back of the bus.
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Drama was the same way. Hot crazy chicks.
 
I'm an ordained minister. Used to pastor a church in Walnut Cove. @Chdamn and a couple others did gun deals with me in the church parking lot. I became a full time gun dealer after pastoring that church. Kind of a weird ride, but I can't complain.
 
I used to be a pretty good trombone player. Played in orchestras and jazz bands in Atlanta back in the 70s and 80s. Way out of practice now, though.
Used to custom build PA systems for rock bands in Atlanta. That was fun, as in lots of "side benefits".
I live on an old family farm just south of Durham.
Describe my religious preference as "Zen baptist". Yes, it's a koan. Sort of :).
 
While I and most others consider me a redneck, I own a shotgun, a rifle, a four wheel drive, and hail from stock that has lived in this state for almost 300 years... I hate grits. Seriously, they remind me of wet sawdust. Who thought it was a good idea to package saw dust for for eating? Sure, you can mix in cheese, sugar, raisins whatever...... its saw dust.
 
premise said:
I attend local/ish productions of The Rocky Horror Picture Show every year, always dressed as Magenta.

You've possibly heard music I was involved with on the radio, but only if you listen to hip-hop or rap.

I've never eaten a Skittle or gummy bear.
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I shall bring you freeze dried skittles the next time I see you.
 
I'm every bit as random, annoying and forgetful in real life as I am online, probably worse.

I bet I drink more than our "famous" drunk posters (not proud of that...) But just like teaching myself not to indulge in the munchies back in the day. I delete SO many posts I type out😂



A few years ago I had malignant testicular cancer. After swelling to where I was constantly taking nut shots or sitting wrong, I finally overcame my stupid and went to the doc.

So after a decade or more without a dr visit. I had my first IV (let an intern, took six tries😂) CT scan, blood work, anesthesia and surgery. All in about 3 weeks. Fun times.

But I'm not a "survivor". I didn't suffer through chemo or any other treatment like those who actually are fighting or fought cancer.

Other than being down a testicle, my antibodies taking out my ability to have kids (could have been extra fun, but I met my now wife, a few months after🤔😅😂) quarterly checkups and yearly scans. It's just life. That event made me so much more relaxed and at ease with life and myself. It's almost a blessing.
 
Pogue said:
I like burnt/overcooked food. Bacon, popcorn, steak….crispy fried eggs and I like my chicken dang near dehydrated.
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I figured i'd have a grenade thrown at me for my grits post... now you have gone and dived onto that grenade, saving me...

Thank you kind sir!
 
Oh I forgot to add my Jewish mother sent me to a Jesuit Catholic HS with Tucker Quayle. Dan Quayle and his wife came to parent teacher conferences 3 of the 4 years I was in HS. Mother Teresa was the graduation speaker my freshman year. #staloysiusgonzagaprayforus

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hp468 said:
I figured i'd have a grenade thrown at me for my grits post... now you have gone and dived onto that grenade, saving me...

Thank you kind sir!
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Lol I catch hell all the time about the steaks…i have resorted to actually ordering them “burnt” at restaurants to avoid having to send them back. Actually waited over an hour at Longhorn once, only to have the manager come apologize to me because she saw my order coming out from the kitchen and sent it back to be remade because she wasn’t aware of my request. She offered to comp the whole tables meal for the wait, and then offered a gift card for the next meal as well after learning that was the way I ordered it and that she had made the mistake.
 
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Eeyore said:
Tou're slurring tour words, lol.
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I’ll have you know I’m quite capable of besmirching my own good name, thank you very much. I’m sick and tired, and tired and sick, and perhaps a little bit drunk.
This is the best video I can find of it, around the 45 second mark:
 
I’m an alcoholic that got sober 8 years ago.

I grew up in a shit piss poor neighborhood up North.

I got certified as an EMT a little over 7 1/2 years ago and been riding on the booboo bus since.

I sometime get emotional while watching sad movies.

I’ve been known to suck on pretty feet.
 
I started off college as an art major. Got the rising junior art scholarship at WCU. Eventually dropped it to a minor and majored in Parks and Recreation Mgt. My main artistic claim to fame is illustrating a friends book.

A friend talked me into waiting around long enough after a concert to get asked back stage for the meet and greet with John Prine. Him and his Red Stripe shaking hands, taking pics, and signing autographs.

Sat on a buddies back porch with some guys that were playing bluegrass on 4th of July. I was just tapping away on the deck with them like a set of drums. They were pretty darn good. The guitarist ended up being Richard Watson, Doc's grandson.
 
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