This is not The Haters Club You're Looking For discussion
I hate that I have to go and pick up Montambo!
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Yes, got that now. Was completely turned around. I understand.Stop HUMILIATING me now, for GOD'S sake. I'm sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorry....
Guahahah, poor doni…. But worry not doni I wont make fun of you =) and if you ever come to NY I’ll pick you up in the airport too, just make sure that you tell me the right terminal… and I’ll take you to your hotel too! But I must warn you… if it is the Chelsea I aint walking in… that hotel hates me!
So VERY saintly of you, you darling man, but in fact I will drive in, as any civilized person should do....In return, please have ready any and all conceivable raspberry and chocolate concoctions.
I now have something to live for in a terrifyingly random universe.
Guahahaha… you gonna have to be more specific… I’ve done for mr greg and the paper; chocolate, raspberry brownies, cakes, white chocolate and raspberries cheesecakes, cookies, bars and some other stuff that I don’t think even have a name =)
Okay, fine, I actually drive to the Metropark station and take the TRAIN in. Same thing, except, as noted, considerably more civilized. Which I think I've already commented on in an earlier thread, and so should probably add "F**k you, Serv," although that's really neither here nor there.Honestly, Bunny, I've been out East for 3 years now. Granted, I still know very few of the adjoining townships (what ARE "townships," anyway??) but what am I, an idiot? I'd NEVER drive a car into NYC, unless of course someone paid me a whacking pile of money for some weird, corporate-greed reason known only to themselves. It's not the traffic -- I could kick their get-out-of-my-way-bitch asses. It's the unnecessary aggravation.
I celebrate the moments of my LIFE, my friend.
P.S. Alfonso, don't toy with me. I show up and seek you out, you make me something yummy. I don't ask much, but what I ask for, I WANT.
What, exactly, was uncivilized in my method of arrival?
Is that a phobia of yours, Doni?
I can't help but notice that the question of sandals being acceptable footwear for men has not yet been addressed.Oh, wait. Nobody whose opionion on the subject counts has posted yet. Carry on.
Really? I'd so love fashion advice from you, Tom. Bummer we can't collaborate, here.
It's not a fashion question. It's a masculinity / emasculation question. However, when it comes to fashion, i always say you can't go wrong with a sexy beermaiden outfit.
I dunno, Tom, Cabela's has let me down a lot recently. Crocks are just awful, and worthy of capital punishment if worn by a guy.
You might be interested to that my uncle, a former Marine and Marine Reservist (til they pushed him out- medical/age) is a convert to Crocs. Slipped on a pair of his daughter's to go get the paper, then bought a pair for himslef. Wore them to my parents' house on Thanksgiving. How has Cabela's let you down? Looked through the (clothing) catalog i just got, and the only thing questionable besides the crocs and sandals were the baseball hats with the towel/neckguard/sunshade thing on the back.
I bought some work boots from them, the boots lasted 3 1/2 weeks before the sole fell off of the left boot. they refused to replace them. Their fly fishing equipment is substandard
pretentious catalogs
insistent emails
crocks... They had me at crocks.
As for your uncle... Well lots of former marines gain strange quarks once they are forced to give up the life. This does not apply to the 10% BTW. But mainly for those pushed out the door for injuries and age.
Crocs are supposed to be good for people who are on their feet all day and need the back support. Personally, I'd rather deal with back pain then wear those ugly damn things.
Tom I'll answer the question. As a general rule sandals are NOT acceptable footwear for men. If you have really great feet and a tan you can wear flip flops. That's the only exception. Men can never wear crocs. Never.
Thanks, Gretchen. That's what i thought-- and, in fact, what i posted earlier in this thread. I was just confused by a reputable purveyor of men's clothing selling the things. It threw me off.


(Terminal 3--not Terminal 4 like I may or may not have told Alfonso.)