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The one he didn’t run over.

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He said she wanted to die at home so he removed her from a nursing home against medical experts’ advice and then spent the last few days of her life having a “death party” while “rocking out” to heavy metal and doing methamphetamine.

He did the right thing, imho.

The words “Death Parde God Hell” were painted on the front door, the Mankato Free Pressreported.

[roll]

 
He said she wanted to die at home so he removed her from a nursing home against medical experts’ advice and then spent the last few days of her life having a “death party” while “rocking out” to heavy metal and doing methamphetamine.

He did the right thing, imho.

The words “Death Parde God Hell” were painted on the front door, the Mankato Free Pressreported.

[roll]
Nellie Olsen would be aghast.
 
DEATH PARDE GOD HELL

I would put that on a sign in the locker room and make all our boys slap it on the way to the gym.
 
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DEATH PARDE GOD HELL
I would put that on a sign in the locker room and make all our boys slap it on the way to the gym.
If I had a better command of Corel PaintShop, I would alter Notre Dame's foosball locker room sign to say that instead of "PLAY LIKE A CHAMPION TODAY," -- cause, you know,The Fighting Irish are a bunch of over-rated, self-righteous, hypocritical pricks. Alas though, the learning curve is steep.

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I can visualize it, and it looks badass. Those players would run straight through that wall.

PLAY LIKE YOU HAVE 48HRS TO LIVE AND YOU JUST BROKE OUT OF THE NURSING HOME TO HAVE A METH AND METAL PARTY TODAY

That would be a pretty good one, too. A little wordy, but damn inspirational.
HELL YES -- now I wanna get tweaked and crank up some Iron Maiden.
 


Probably told this story before, but here goes anyway.

Had a similar jacket to this when I was about 10 years old. Wore the hell out of it. Wrote my last name in it in case I ever lost it. It looked worn. I never wanted for much, but we didn’t have $ for extra nice stuff, and this was nice.

One night we’re shopping at McAlpins in Turlfland Mall. One of those long marathon shopping trips that kids used to have to endure. At some point I must have gotten hot and taken the jacket off, and then dropped it. Sales person finds it, puts it on the rack with the others like it. Someone notices this ragged, yet similar jacket.

All hell breaks loose.

They look up the name on the jacket in the phone book. Assumptions have been made, and apparently funKYcat has stolen a new jacket and left the old one in its place (spoiler: I didn’t). My parents’ number is unlisted in the phone book, which is a very old-fashioned sentence to type. Know whose isn’t? My 65+ year old widowed grandmother.

Apparently the LexPD didn’t have a lot to do that evening, so they hightail it over to the 40503, shine the flood light on grandma’s house and tell her to come out. I never heard exactly what she said to them, but knowing her as I did, I’m sure it was the grandma equivalent to “GTFODIAF you MF 5-0.”

Anyway. I got my jacket back.
 


Probably told this story before, but here goes anyway.

Had a similar jacket to this when I was about 10 years old. Wore the hell out of it. Wrote my last name in it in case I ever lost it. It looked worn. I never wanted for much, but we didn’t have $ for extra nice stuff, and this was nice.

One night we’re shopping at McAlpins in Turlfland Mall. One of those long marathon shopping trips that kids used to have to endure. At some point I must have gotten hot and taken the jacket off, and then dropped it. Sales person finds it, puts it on the rack with the others like it. Someone notices this ragged, yet similar jacket.

All hell breaks loose.

They look up the name on the jacket in the phone book. Assumptions have been made, and apparently funKYcat has stolen a new jacket and left the old one in its place (spoiler: I didn’t). My parents’ number is unlisted in the phone book, which is a very old-fashioned sentence to type. Know whose isn’t? My 65+ year old widowed grandmother.

Apparently the LexPD didn’t have a lot to do that evening, so they hightail it over to the 40503, shine the flood light on grandma’s house and tell her to come out. I never heard exactly what she said to them, but knowing her as I did, I’m sure it was the grandma equivalent to “GTFODIAF you MF 5-0.”

Anyway. I got my jacket back.
[roll] I don’t remember it if you did.
 


Probably told this story before, but here goes anyway.

Had a similar jacket to this when I was about 10 years old. Wore the hell out of it. Wrote my last name in it in case I ever lost it. It looked worn. I never wanted for much, but we didn’t have $ for extra nice stuff, and this was nice.

One night we’re shopping at McAlpins in Turlfland Mall. One of those long marathon shopping trips that kids used to have to endure. At some point I must have gotten hot and taken the jacket off, and then dropped it. Sales person finds it, puts it on the rack with the others like it. Someone notices this ragged, yet similar jacket.

All hell breaks loose.

They look up the name on the jacket in the phone book. Assumptions have been made, and apparently funKYcat has stolen a new jacket and left the old one in its place (spoiler: I didn’t). My parents’ number is unlisted in the phone book, which is a very old-fashioned sentence to type. Know whose isn’t? My 65+ year old widowed grandmother.

Apparently the LexPD didn’t have a lot to do that evening, so they hightail it over to the 40503, shine the flood light on grandma’s house and tell her to come out. I never heard exactly what she said to them, but knowing her as I did, I’m sure it was the grandma equivalent to “GTFODIAF you MF 5-0.”

Anyway. I got my jacket back.

[laughing]

You've never told that story in the NOB or OG D-League. That's hilarious.
 
Fun, stupid, but true story that I was reminded of tonight by this jacket.



This was around 84/85. I had a (knockoff) jacket pretty much identical to that one. Wore it everywhere and the nylon strands had started coming off like corn silk (mav’s favorite). We were at Fayette or Turlfland Mall at McAlpins (now Dillards) and somewhere along the way I dropped the jacket. They were also sold at that store and some employee or customer had put it back on the rack.

One of the employees must’ve noticed this ratty ass jacket hanging on the rack and alerted the boss, which alerted the gd POLICE, thinking we had stolen a new jacket and left the other at the store. My name was in the tag of the jacket. My last name is not that unusual, although the spelling of it kinda is, and due to the fact that only two families had that name, the police decided to look up the address and make a visit to the home. Problem was, this was before online databases and such, so they used the damn Lexington phone book. Our number and address was unlisted, but guess whose wasn’t? My 65 year old grandmother.

Cops show up to her house with floodlights and two squad cars. They scare the shit out of her, she calls my dad and gets the explanation which the cops accepted, and she makes it pretty crystal clear that they should get TF out of her house and yard (was a different time). If that was today she would have either been shot/arrested or be a millionaire for emotional distress.
Seems like I’ve heard that jacket story before.
 
<> There went my chance to watch the Cats play the first two rounds in the YUM Center in the big dance. Oh well...

<> Probably just as well. Depending on our bracket and the matchups...there's a decent chance we don't make it past the first weekend.

<> This team can be difficult to watch at times. When they are on...they are fun to watch. But when it's bad...it's awful.

<> Waaaay too many turnovers. Especially during crunch time against good teams. And mostly they are unforced and/or really stupid turnovers. The type that good teams primed for deep tourney runs don't make this time of the year.

<> Biggest disappointment of the season goes to...Johnson. He just hasn't developed over the course of this season like I thought he would.

<> I'm a Cats fan. Always have been...always will be. And it's hard to argue with Cal's overall record at U.K. Including the 2012 title. But I'm pretty soured on the one and done business and especially on having unseasoned guards year in and year out. So much so it wouldn't bother me if Cal decided to move on when B-Rad graduates. Which is probably his plan anyway.

<> Having said that...the Cats would go through a transition period that would be tough. With no veterans to rely on and no Cal to recruit one and dones at the level he does/has done...it would take a few years for the new coach to be successful. I'm talking a couple of years of mediocre basketball. And I'm OK with that. Just so long as we get a good coach and not a Billy G redux.
 
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