You whiffed on me. Though grandiosity is a tell-tale sign of mania, and my bi-polar disorder has, admittedly, not been managed well lately. So I see where you get that.
But when topdawg (as if his handle weren't enough) comes on and pinches off a story about doing a million dollar deal, you gotta give him the grandiose award.
So, with all due appreciation and acknowledgement of the gesture, I do hereby confer upon THE ONE AND ONLY topdawg, Mr. Big Time, the award for HCH Most Grandiose Poaster.
Says the guy who brags about how much money he makes as a smart lawyer ...
Keep bragging about your family summer trips to the beautiful Lake Chelan.
someone sounds like they're sandy down there.
listen, I'm just very, very, very proud of my pretend profession. guilty as charged, but that's not really salient to the awards discussion dummy.
as for my other bragging problem ... I would think a big shot $600,000 deal maker like you wouldn't consider driving from Seattle to Lake Chelan with the wife and kids something to brag about. even a pretend lawyer like me knows that's a fairly lowbrow vaca (though I do love that fucking area and don't apologize for it).
face it: you shit the bed with the million dollar deal poast. take a warm bath and clean yourself up instead of taking it out on me. that award goes to you and to you alone. you can nominate me next year.
You are sandy because a lawyer never does a deal. You look at the contracts and redline items to justify your pay. It is the team who brings you the contract that has already done the dirt.
But the real fact is, and always will be, lawyers are nothing more than props. Lawyers are used as cover if a deal is going south ... or as a rubber stamp to sign off on deals that are just going through the process.
You're a lackey ... you know it ... as does every purchaser and sales person in America.
Truth hurts.
Now go pack up your skis and head to the big Mission Ridge resort for your winter vacation.
You whiffed on me. Though grandiosity is a tell-tale sign of mania, and my bi-polar disorder has, admittedly, not been managed well lately. So I see where you get that.
But when topdawg (as if his handle weren't enough) comes on and pinches off a story about doing a million dollar deal, you gotta give him the grandiose award.
So, with all due appreciation and acknowledgement of the gesture, I do hereby confer upon THE ONE AND ONLY topdawg, Mr. Big Time, the award for HCH Most Grandiose Poaster.
Says the guy who brags about how much money he makes as a smart lawyer ...
Keep bragging about your family summer trips to the beautiful Lake Chelan.
someone sounds like they're sandy down there.
listen, I'm just very, very, very proud of my pretend profession. guilty as charged, but that's not really salient to the awards discussion dummy.
as for my other bragging problem ... I would think a big shot $600,000 deal maker like you wouldn't consider driving from Seattle to Lake Chelan with the wife and kids something to brag about. even a pretend lawyer like me knows that's a fairly lowbrow vaca (though I do love that fucking area and don't apologize for it).
face it: you shit the bed with the million dollar deal poast. take a warm bath and clean yourself up instead of taking it out on me. that award goes to you and to you alone. you can nominate me next year.
You are sandy because a lawyer never does a deal. You look at the contracts and redline items to justify your pay. It is the team who brings you the contract that has already done the dirt.
But the real fact is, and always will be, lawyers are nothing more than props. Lawyers are used as cover if a deal is going south ... or as a rubber stamp to sign off on deals that are just going through the process.
You're a lackey ... you know it ... as does every purchaser and sales person in America.
Truth hurts.
Now go pack up your skis and head to the big Mission Ridge resort for your winter vacation.
sounds like you're a really smart business guy.
if you don't think they do anything, then don't hire them. fuck I don't care. as for me, I'm going with the Damone school of thought here: since you're not legally compelled to hire lawyers to help you do your big million $$ deals, and you think they bring no value, then you're an idiot to spend the $$. just say no man.
that said, the market would suggest you are incorrect in your view, but you are free to be a dumb fuck and assume that you're good at everything. i'm just glad you're not in charge of my pretend capital.
now, since I have clearly hit a nerve, let me offer the obligatory olive branch. it's all done in the name of levity and tomfoolery. and in the spirit of full disclosure and friendship, I have to tell you that I don't much care about the legal profession at fucking all. i'm just not one of those guys who identifies with his work, so you can go on and on and on and on about it, and I may just join you on the bandwagon. but if you want to hurt my feelings, the lawyer routine ain't gonna do it.
talk shit about my Canes if you want to get under my skin. you should know this by now.
You whiffed on me. Though grandiosity is a tell-tale sign of mania, and my bi-polar disorder has, admittedly, not been managed well lately. So I see where you get that.
But when topdawg (as if his handle weren't enough) comes on and pinches off a story about doing a million dollar deal, you gotta give him the grandiose award.
So, with all due appreciation and acknowledgement of the gesture, I do hereby confer upon THE ONE AND ONLY topdawg, Mr. Big Time, the award for HCH Most Grandiose Poaster.
Says the guy who brags about how much money he makes as a smart lawyer ...
Keep bragging about your family summer trips to the beautiful Lake Chelan.
someone sounds like they're sandy down there.
listen, I'm just very, very, very proud of my pretend profession. guilty as charged, but that's not really salient to the awards discussion dummy.
as for my other bragging problem ... I would think a big shot $600,000 deal maker like you wouldn't consider driving from Seattle to Lake Chelan with the wife and kids something to brag about. even a pretend lawyer like me knows that's a fairly lowbrow vaca (though I do love that fucking area and don't apologize for it).
face it: you shit the bed with the million dollar deal poast. take a warm bath and clean yourself up instead of taking it out on me. that award goes to you and to you alone. you can nominate me next year.
You are sandy because a lawyer never does a deal. You look at the contracts and redline items to justify your pay. It is the team who brings you the contract that has already done the dirt.
But the real fact is, and always will be, lawyers are nothing more than props. Lawyers are used as cover if a deal is going south ... or as a rubber stamp to sign off on deals that are just going through the process.
You're a lackey ... you know it ... as does every purchaser and sales person in America.
Truth hurts.
Now go pack up your skis and head to the big Mission Ridge resort for your winter vacation.
sounds like you're a really smart business guy.
if you don't think they do anything, then don't hire them. fuck I don't care. as for me, I'm going with the Damone school of thought here: since you're not legally compelled to hire lawyers to help you do your big million $$ deals, and you think they bring no value, then you're an idiot to spend the $$. just say no man.
that said, the market would suggest you are incorrect in your view, but you are free to be a dumb fuck and assume that you're good at everything. i'm just glad you're not in charge of my pretend capital.
now, since I have clearly hit a nerve, let me offer the obligatory olive branch. it's all done in the name of levity and tomfoolery. and in the spirit of full disclosure and friendship, I have to tell you that I don't much care about the legal profession at fucking all. i'm just not one of those guys who identifies with his work, so you can go on and on and on and on about it, and I may just join you on the bandwagon. but if you want to hurt my feelings, the lawyer routine ain't gonna do it.
talk shit about my Canes if you want to get under my skin. you should know this by now.
You whiffed on me. Though grandiosity is a tell-tale sign of mania, and my bi-polar disorder has, admittedly, not been managed well lately. So I see where you get that.
But when topdawg (as if his handle weren't enough) comes on and pinches off a story about doing a million dollar deal, you gotta give him the grandiose award.
So, with all due appreciation and acknowledgement of the gesture, I do hereby confer upon THE ONE AND ONLY topdawg, Mr. Big Time, the award for HCH Most Grandiose Poaster.
Says the guy who brags about how much money he makes as a smart lawyer ...
Keep bragging about your family summer trips to the beautiful Lake Chelan.
someone sounds like they're sandy down there.
listen, I'm just very, very, very proud of my pretend profession. guilty as charged, but that's not really salient to the awards discussion dummy.
as for my other bragging problem ... I would think a big shot $600,000 deal maker like you wouldn't consider driving from Seattle to Lake Chelan with the wife and kids something to brag about. even a pretend lawyer like me knows that's a fairly lowbrow vaca (though I do love that fucking area and don't apologize for it).
face it: you shit the bed with the million dollar deal poast. take a warm bath and clean yourself up instead of taking it out on me. that award goes to you and to you alone. you can nominate me next year.
You are sandy because a lawyer never does a deal. You look at the contracts and redline items to justify your pay. It is the team who brings you the contract that has already done the dirt.
But the real fact is, and always will be, lawyers are nothing more than props. Lawyers are used as cover if a deal is going south ... or as a rubber stamp to sign off on deals that are just going through the process.
You're a lackey ... you know it ... as does every purchaser and sales person in America.
Truth hurts.
Now go pack up your skis and head to the big Mission Ridge resort for your winter vacation.
sounds like you're a really smart business guy.
if you don't think they do anything, then don't hire them. fuck I don't care. as for me, I'm going with the Damone school of thought here: since you're not legally compelled to hire lawyers to help you do your big million $$ deals, and you think they bring no value, then you're an idiot to spend the $$. just say no man.
that said, the market would suggest you are incorrect in your view, but you are free to be a dumb fuck and assume that you're good at everything. i'm just glad you're not in charge of my pretend capital.
now, since I have clearly hit a nerve, let me offer the obligatory olive branch. it's all done in the name of levity and tomfoolery. and in the spirit of full disclosure and friendship, I have to tell you that I don't much care about the legal profession at fucking all. i'm just not one of those guys who identifies with his work, so you can go on and on and on and on about it, and I may just join you on the bandwagon. but if you want to hurt my feelings, the lawyer routine ain't gonna do it.
talk shit about my Canes if you want to get under my skin. you should know this by now.
Did it work?
Yes. I'm now a humorless little girl with a sandy vag and an fully-saturated pon. My next post will reflect my current mood.
You whiffed on me. Though grandiosity is a tell-tale sign of mania, and my bi-polar disorder has, admittedly, not been managed well lately. So I see where you get that.
But when topdawg (as if his handle weren't enough) comes on and pinches off a story about doing a million dollar deal, you gotta give him the grandiose award.
So, with all due appreciation and acknowledgement of the gesture, I do hereby confer upon THE ONE AND ONLY topdawg, Mr. Big Time, the award for HCH Most Grandiose Poaster.
Says the guy who brags about how much money he makes as a smart lawyer ...
Keep bragging about your family summer trips to the beautiful Lake Chelan.
someone sounds like they're sandy down there.
listen, I'm just very, very, very proud of my pretend profession. guilty as charged, but that's not really salient to the awards discussion dummy.
as for my other bragging problem ... I would think a big shot $600,000 deal maker like you wouldn't consider driving from Seattle to Lake Chelan with the wife and kids something to brag about. even a pretend lawyer like me knows that's a fairly lowbrow vaca (though I do love that fucking area and don't apologize for it).
face it: you shit the bed with the million dollar deal poast. take a warm bath and clean yourself up instead of taking it out on me. that award goes to you and to you alone. you can nominate me next year.
You are sandy because a lawyer never does a deal. You look at the contracts and redline items to justify your pay. It is the team who brings you the contract that has already done the dirt.
But the real fact is, and always will be, lawyers are nothing more than props. Lawyers are used as cover if a deal is going south ... or as a rubber stamp to sign off on deals that are just going through the process.
You're a lackey ... you know it ... as does every purchaser and sales person in America.
Truth hurts.
Now go pack up your skis and head to the big Mission Ridge resort for your winter vacation.
sounds like you're a really smart business guy.
if you don't think they do anything, then don't hire them. fuck I don't care. as for me, I'm going with the Damone school of thought here: since you're not legally compelled to hire lawyers to help you do your big million $$ deals, and you think they bring no value, then you're an idiot to spend the $$. just say no man.
that said, the market would suggest you are incorrect in your view, but you are free to be a dumb fuck and assume that you're good at everything. i'm just glad you're not in charge of my pretend capital.
now, since I have clearly hit a nerve, let me offer the obligatory olive branch. it's all done in the name of levity and tomfoolery. and in the spirit of full disclosure and friendship, I have to tell you that I don't much care about the legal profession at fucking all. i'm just not one of those guys who identifies with his work, so you can go on and on and on and on about it, and I may just join you on the bandwagon. but if you want to hurt my feelings, the lawyer routine ain't gonna do it.
talk shit about my Canes if you want to get under my skin. you should know this by now.
Did it work?
Yes. I'm now a humorless little girl with a sandy vag and an fully-saturated pon. My next post will reflect my current mood.
You whiffed on me. Though grandiosity is a tell-tale sign of mania, and my bi-polar disorder has, admittedly, not been managed well lately. So I see where you get that.
But when topdawg (as if his handle weren't enough) comes on and pinches off a story about doing a million dollar deal, you gotta give him the grandiose award.
So, with all due appreciation and acknowledgement of the gesture, I do hereby confer upon THE ONE AND ONLY topdawg, Mr. Big Time, the award for HCH Most Grandiose Poaster.
Says the guy who brags about how much money he makes as a smart lawyer ...
Keep bragging about your family summer trips to the beautiful Lake Chelan.
someone sounds like they're sandy down there.
listen, I'm just very, very, very proud of my pretend profession. guilty as charged, but that's not really salient to the awards discussion dummy.
as for my other bragging problem ... I would think a big shot $600,000 deal maker like you wouldn't consider driving from Seattle to Lake Chelan with the wife and kids something to brag about. even a pretend lawyer like me knows that's a fairly lowbrow vaca (though I do love that fucking area and don't apologize for it).
face it: you shit the bed with the million dollar deal poast. take a warm bath and clean yourself up instead of taking it out on me. that award goes to you and to you alone. you can nominate me next year.
You are sandy because a lawyer never does a deal. You look at the contracts and redline items to justify your pay. It is the team who brings you the contract that has already done the dirt.
But the real fact is, and always will be, lawyers are nothing more than props. Lawyers are used as cover if a deal is going south ... or as a rubber stamp to sign off on deals that are just going through the process.
You're a lackey ... you know it ... as does every purchaser and sales person in America.
Truth hurts.
Now go pack up your skis and head to the big Mission Ridge resort for your winter vacation.
sounds like you're a really smart business guy.
if you don't think they do anything, then don't hire them. fuck I don't care. as for me, I'm going with the Damone school of thought here: since you're not legally compelled to hire lawyers to help you do your big million $$ deals, and you think they bring no value, then you're an idiot to spend the $$. just say no man.
that said, the market would suggest you are incorrect in your view, but you are free to be a dumb fuck and assume that you're good at everything. i'm just glad you're not in charge of my pretend capital.
now, since I have clearly hit a nerve, let me offer the obligatory olive branch. it's all done in the name of levity and tomfoolery. and in the spirit of full disclosure and friendship, I have to tell you that I don't much care about the legal profession at fucking all. i'm just not one of those guys who identifies with his work, so you can go on and on and on and on about it, and I may just join you on the bandwagon. but if you want to hurt my feelings, the lawyer routine ain't gonna do it.
talk shit about my Canes if you want to get under my skin. you should know this by now.
I just enjoy watching you go all tequilla. And reading about your trips to Lake Chelan.
You whiffed on me. Though grandiosity is a tell-tale sign of mania, and my bi-polar disorder has, admittedly, not been managed well lately. So I see where you get that.
But when topdawg (as if his handle weren't enough) comes on and pinches off a story about doing a million dollar deal, you gotta give him the grandiose award.
So, with all due appreciation and acknowledgement of the gesture, I do hereby confer upon THE ONE AND ONLY topdawg, Mr. Big Time, the award for HCH Most Grandiose Poaster.
Says the guy who brags about how much money he makes as a smart lawyer ...
Keep bragging about your family summer trips to the beautiful Lake Chelan.
someone sounds like they're sandy down there.
listen, I'm just very, very, very proud of my pretend profession. guilty as charged, but that's not really salient to the awards discussion dummy.
as for my other bragging problem ... I would think a big shot $600,000 deal maker like you wouldn't consider driving from Seattle to Lake Chelan with the wife and kids something to brag about. even a pretend lawyer like me knows that's a fairly lowbrow vaca (though I do love that fucking area and don't apologize for it).
face it: you shit the bed with the million dollar deal poast. take a warm bath and clean yourself up instead of taking it out on me. that award goes to you and to you alone. you can nominate me next year.
You are sandy because a lawyer never does a deal. You look at the contracts and redline items to justify your pay. It is the team who brings you the contract that has already done the dirt.
But the real fact is, and always will be, lawyers are nothing more than props. Lawyers are used as cover if a deal is going south ... or as a rubber stamp to sign off on deals that are just going through the process.
You're a lackey ... you know it ... as does every purchaser and sales person in America.
Truth hurts.
Now go pack up your skis and head to the big Mission Ridge resort for your winter vacation.
sounds like you're a really smart business guy.
if you don't think they do anything, then don't hire them. fuck I don't care. as for me, I'm going with the Damone school of thought here: since you're not legally compelled to hire lawyers to help you do your big million $$ deals, and you think they bring no value, then you're an idiot to spend the $$. just say no man.
that said, the market would suggest you are incorrect in your view, but you are free to be a dumb fuck and assume that you're good at everything. i'm just glad you're not in charge of my pretend capital.
now, since I have clearly hit a nerve, let me offer the obligatory olive branch. it's all done in the name of levity and tomfoolery. and in the spirit of full disclosure and friendship, I have to tell you that I don't much care about the legal profession at fucking all. i'm just not one of those guys who identifies with his work, so you can go on and on and on and on about it, and I may just join you on the bandwagon. but if you want to hurt my feelings, the lawyer routine ain't gonna do it.
talk shit about my Canes if you want to get under my skin. you should know this by now.
I just enjoy watching you go all tequilla. And reading about your trips to Lake Chelan.
You whiffed on me. Though grandiosity is a tell-tale sign of mania, and my bi-polar disorder has, admittedly, not been managed well lately. So I see where you get that.
But when topdawg (as if his handle weren't enough) comes on and pinches off a story about doing a million dollar deal, you gotta give him the grandiose award.
So, with all due appreciation and acknowledgement of the gesture, I do hereby confer upon THE ONE AND ONLY topdawg, Mr. Big Time, the award for HCH Most Grandiose Poaster.
Says the guy who brags about how much money he makes as a smart lawyer ...
Keep bragging about your family summer trips to the beautiful Lake Chelan.
someone sounds like they're sandy down there.
listen, I'm just very, very, very proud of my pretend profession. guilty as charged, but that's not really salient to the awards discussion dummy.
as for my other bragging problem ... I would think a big shot $600,000 deal maker like you wouldn't consider driving from Seattle to Lake Chelan with the wife and kids something to brag about. even a pretend lawyer like me knows that's a fairly lowbrow vaca (though I do love that fucking area and don't apologize for it).
face it: you shit the bed with the million dollar deal poast. take a warm bath and clean yourself up instead of taking it out on me. that award goes to you and to you alone. you can nominate me next year.
You are sandy because a lawyer never does a deal. You look at the contracts and redline items to justify your pay. It is the team who brings you the contract that has already done the dirt.
But the real fact is, and always will be, lawyers are nothing more than props. Lawyers are used as cover if a deal is going south ... or as a rubber stamp to sign off on deals that are just going through the process.
You're a lackey ... you know it ... as does every purchaser and sales person in America.
Truth hurts.
Now go pack up your skis and head to the big Mission Ridge resort for your winter vacation.
sounds like you're a really smart business guy.
if you don't think they do anything, then don't hire them. fuck I don't care. as for me, I'm going with the Damone school of thought here: since you're not legally compelled to hire lawyers to help you do your big million $$ deals, and you think they bring no value, then you're an idiot to spend the $$. just say no man.
that said, the market would suggest you are incorrect in your view, but you are free to be a dumb fuck and assume that you're good at everything. i'm just glad you're not in charge of my pretend capital.
now, since I have clearly hit a nerve, let me offer the obligatory olive branch. it's all done in the name of levity and tomfoolery. and in the spirit of full disclosure and friendship, I have to tell you that I don't much care about the legal profession at fucking all. i'm just not one of those guys who identifies with his work, so you can go on and on and on and on about it, and I may just join you on the bandwagon. but if you want to hurt my feelings, the lawyer routine ain't gonna do it.
talk shit about my Canes if you want to get under my skin. you should know this by now.
Listen guys. This is 4th grade shit. Seriously embarrassing to read. If this board wants to stomp kim this is hardly advanced discussion. You guys look like a bunch of girls sitting around in kindergarden art class eating paste (which is symbolic as hell) throwing clay at each other. Grow the fuck up bitches, holy fuckall!
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You are sandy because a lawyer never does a deal. You look at the contracts and redline items to justify your pay. It is the team who brings you the contract that has already done the dirt.
But the real fact is, and always will be, lawyers are nothing more than props. Lawyers are used as cover if a deal is going south ... or as a rubber stamp to sign off on deals that are just going through the process.
You're a lackey ... you know it ... as does every purchaser and sales person in America.
Truth hurts.
Now go pack up your skis and head to the big Mission Ridge resort for your winter vacation.
if you don't think they do anything, then don't hire them. fuck I don't care. as for me, I'm going with the Damone school of thought here: since you're not legally compelled to hire lawyers to help you do your big million $$ deals, and you think they bring no value, then you're an idiot to spend the $$. just say no man.
that said, the market would suggest you are incorrect in your view, but you are free to be a dumb fuck and assume that you're good at everything. i'm just glad you're not in charge of my pretend capital.
now, since I have clearly hit a nerve, let me offer the obligatory olive branch. it's all done in the name of levity and tomfoolery. and in the spirit of full disclosure and friendship, I have to tell you that I don't much care about the legal profession at fucking all. i'm just not one of those guys who identifies with his work, so you can go on and on and on and on about it, and I may just join you on the bandwagon. but if you want to hurt my feelings, the lawyer routine ain't gonna do it.
talk shit about my Canes if you want to get under my skin. you should know this by now.
Did it work?
Take a break and come back later.
Here's some low-quantity shit for you. Toppy is a schlong, and Husky fans talking any shit about the U are FS.