Raulandpinboy
<font color=blue>Table-dancing auctioneer<br><font
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- Jul 15, 2001
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So here is the deal, she sits with my pinbag talking to her friend from Japan Heireoomeeeasan pronounced (her room e) so well just call her tiny little cute hottie from Japan.
Anyway I was busy convincing these Spanish ladies that I would trade with them if they could teach me how to speak Spanish (Think about it people) Bob is busting a gut as I murder such simple words as pin, trading, and my favorite eso si que ese (socks for you amateurs) June is in the corner yelling por favor mantenganse alehados del las puertas so by now they pretty much had given up, when their little girl tried one last time to teach me a simple phrase, just then I belted out a barrage of Spanish phrases and words without a hint of an accent mind you leaving them speechless, Bob nearly dead, and Ken yelling out the obvious, wait a minute your name is Eduardo and you know Spanish. Ken uhmmm hello duh!! We know this.
Anyway after they beat me with their purses, I recovered and here comes Donna loaded with Japanese pins, big suckers too, but she starts to load them in her pinbag like she was putting gold into Fort Knox. I figured what the hey, but as I grabbed my pinbag to trade with the Spanish ladies that had by now forgiven me I noticed that sucker was half empty, you see the lovely Donna forgot her pinbag and traded out of mine, so naturally I assumed those pins are mine then right? It would only be fair I said, then she sneers and gives me the finger. Those are mine yelled the wicked stepmother, and Cinderella was sent to her room
See now you all think shes miss nice This wonderful woman who buys you all pins with my money, this woman is pure evil. So here lies my poll.
Do the pins belong to her or me?
Now I know the answer to this stinking question already, she has more friends on these boards than Ill ever have, and most of you all hate me cause of the bad boy, girl crazy image that has been slandered about me which is all lies anyway, but Ill let the masses decide.
Just remember who gives out pins ever now and then, who goes to the parks and gets extra mystery pins for my friends stuck in the snow, who tries to get people hired into my company (Robin), who posts such whimsical stories just for your entertainment.
Keep that in mind and vote please.
Now my friends I know you will all rally on my side, and support me in this endeavor, but please dont call Donna at (407)-824-4321 and blast her for the way she has treated me, dont flood her email (dlsotero@aol.com) with hate mail in my support, that would just be wrong. Just vote in my favor and let that evil baby hating, senior citizen pushing, pin hoarding, cant make a burger to save her life, hid the darned laundry bin again wife of mine know once and for all, that you love me not her, and that she needs to give up the pins.
And again I love you all and thank you for your support, by the way did I mention that I have extra mystery Cruella, and Pete the pirate mystery pins. (Those were not in the pinbag) ha ha ha ha ha.
By the way Im bringing back phrases from the 60s and 70s right now Im working on Far-out so feel free to use it as offend as you can, far out man.
Anyway I was busy convincing these Spanish ladies that I would trade with them if they could teach me how to speak Spanish (Think about it people) Bob is busting a gut as I murder such simple words as pin, trading, and my favorite eso si que ese (socks for you amateurs) June is in the corner yelling por favor mantenganse alehados del las puertas so by now they pretty much had given up, when their little girl tried one last time to teach me a simple phrase, just then I belted out a barrage of Spanish phrases and words without a hint of an accent mind you leaving them speechless, Bob nearly dead, and Ken yelling out the obvious, wait a minute your name is Eduardo and you know Spanish. Ken uhmmm hello duh!! We know this.
Anyway after they beat me with their purses, I recovered and here comes Donna loaded with Japanese pins, big suckers too, but she starts to load them in her pinbag like she was putting gold into Fort Knox. I figured what the hey, but as I grabbed my pinbag to trade with the Spanish ladies that had by now forgiven me I noticed that sucker was half empty, you see the lovely Donna forgot her pinbag and traded out of mine, so naturally I assumed those pins are mine then right? It would only be fair I said, then she sneers and gives me the finger. Those are mine yelled the wicked stepmother, and Cinderella was sent to her room
See now you all think shes miss nice This wonderful woman who buys you all pins with my money, this woman is pure evil. So here lies my poll.
Do the pins belong to her or me?
Now I know the answer to this stinking question already, she has more friends on these boards than Ill ever have, and most of you all hate me cause of the bad boy, girl crazy image that has been slandered about me which is all lies anyway, but Ill let the masses decide.
Just remember who gives out pins ever now and then, who goes to the parks and gets extra mystery pins for my friends stuck in the snow, who tries to get people hired into my company (Robin), who posts such whimsical stories just for your entertainment.
Keep that in mind and vote please.
Now my friends I know you will all rally on my side, and support me in this endeavor, but please dont call Donna at (407)-824-4321 and blast her for the way she has treated me, dont flood her email (dlsotero@aol.com) with hate mail in my support, that would just be wrong. Just vote in my favor and let that evil baby hating, senior citizen pushing, pin hoarding, cant make a burger to save her life, hid the darned laundry bin again wife of mine know once and for all, that you love me not her, and that she needs to give up the pins.
And again I love you all and thank you for your support, by the way did I mention that I have extra mystery Cruella, and Pete the pirate mystery pins. (Those were not in the pinbag) ha ha ha ha ha.
By the way Im bringing back phrases from the 60s and 70s right now Im working on Far-out so feel free to use it as offend as you can, far out man.
