No, we're going to post it on the official Queen message board.

Get out of here.

That is the greatest story I've ever read.

Time Of The Season - The Zombies

I've only been there 5 months, and I've had to call housekeeping for assistance on this particular subject 3 times. I don't know how many times it has happened before I started working there, I never stopped to ask some of my co-workers if they remembered it happening a lot in prior years. If it's happened 3 times already that I know of, I'm sure it's happened more than that. You have to understand the mindset of these parents. They think their shit doesn't stink and everyone should kiss their asses.....they don't give a flying fart what they or their children do....just so long as as "working class" types clean up after them. One women called me a "minimum wage slug" because she was standing in line more than she would have liked to. Money, especially the type these people have, fucks you up.

No, everyone else can say what they want. You have to can it.

No, I don't live in a "trashy, low-class area" nor do I work in one. Alpharetta is one of the richest cities in Georgia; I'm 20 minutes from Country Club of the South which is where pretty much every athlete and celebrity from the state live. Trust me when I say, "low class" does not describe this area. It's full of wealthy transplanted Northerners whose companies moved South to take advantage of the market. The median income for families here is over 6 figures. These are the really rich, the people who don't give a shit (pardon the pun) how they or their children behave in public because they're beholden to no one. I mean women who walk in wearing Louboutin stilettos and Bulgari diamonds. There are people here who act trashy and low-class, but that's because of money....not the area they live in.

No. I work retail, which in and of itself is draining, but when you have to clean out fitting rooms that little kids have defecated in, and the parents act completely oblivious to the fact their kid dropped trou and shit in the corner.....you stop asking yourself those questions. And I'm not talking about a 2 year old who had an accident. I mean a 7 year old, who should be potty-trained and educated on the proper place in which to do those things.

^^In that case I can understand, but for the most part over here.....it's a cheap pandering marketing ploy to female fans. And that's why I hate it. It's created a whole sub-set of sports fans who know jack and shit about the actual game and how it's played. I've been to games and sat next to these people and it's like listening to someone read Lord of the Flies. I did a paper in my Advertising class about this subject.

To expound on that, female baseball fans who buy t-shirts/jerseys/hats in the color pink. Newsflash, pink is not one of the Yankees' team colors.....nor is it the color for any team. I hate seeing the "pink hat brigade".

Can it, Sparky.

Edit: Not worth the trouble.

What are some of your favorite perfumes/scents that you wear? I am very partial to Dior Addict, D&G Light Blue and Elizabeth Taylor's White Diamond.

Suz, stop arguing with him. Women suck and are useless. Follow along.

One of my prized vinyl albums. I don't have many, but this was the hardest one to get. Every now and again I take it out and play it.....I love the sound of it.

Diamond Dogs - David Bowie

I'm glad women aren't required to register for selective service. I don't want to join the military and I sure as hell don't want to fight anywhere. I'm utterly petrified at the thought. I'm glad there are women who do join the military and choose to fight in armed conflict, but they're better and braver than me. I'm 100% chickenshit and proud to admit it.

Nothing like posting a picture of a Nazi to raise the level of discourse around here. ^^I agree about door-to-door religious salesmen. I don't get it, and I probably never will. I was raised Catholic and occasionally still practice it, but one thing I was raised to do was keep my religion to myself. In other words, don't walk up to people asking if they've found Jesus and would they like to join you in the happy march to heaven, or whatever it is these people say at your front door. We've had Mormons, Baptists, Jehovah's Witnesses.....and they can't take no for an answer.

Me and You and a Dog Named Boo - Lobo

Up, Up and Away - The Fifth Dimension

One Step Up - Bruce Springsteen

One Step Up - Bruce Springsteen

Be quiet. The only person embarrassing themselves here is you. If women of whatever age that post here want to "shamlessly post their urges", they will and you can't do shit about it. Ignore the thread if you don't like it. Now scram.

Love The One You're With - Stephen Stills

Something is definitely fishy here.