Thought it might be fun to make a list of things that render an active, fun-loving thread... well, Dead.

I was reading the other day and I saw for the ka-zillionth time or so where some well meaning newbie jumped into a lively discussion to ask the question. You know the one... "What is a PB?"

Don't get me wrong, I am sure I did it too. Well maybe, I sure hope not.

What can someone post that will make you shut it down and walk away?

its my voodoo powers. i can resurect anything with a little garlic salt and some scotch.

its my voodoo powers. i can resurect anything with a little garlic salt and some scotch.

Beer works too.

but you can't forget the garlic salt.

honestly beer does work, but too much of it can cause things never to rise again. its a fine line.

What?! When? Where?

Fine, dont come see me and Kathy "The best Me", the Charlotte LB ring leader. Or are you??? And I am left out?

Funny's coming to NC too??

I am jealous!

OOo!! Party in Asheville on the 17th of Sept! Mid morning lunch sound good?

Someone invite Just Paul and Nana.. they have all the good Spam and Cheese!

Heh, at least NC will be without Dawg. I don't think anyone could handle that

And now for another espisode from "The Fat and the Banded"

Last week, Roly Poly Patsy had just learned that her best friend Lumpy Lardo Lidia had been sleeping with her boyfriend Fatty McGatty Fred, who was the bastard son of Banded Betty Bopo, only he doesn't know it because Betty left him on the doorstep of the nunnery where Sister Sharon Skinnythighs found him and raised him on bread and potatoes. This week, we tune in just as Pastor Bill Bigbum reveals to his congregation that Sister Sharon Skinnythighs was secretly banded some years back and has been living a double life as a stripper on the seedy side of town, where Dumpling Danny spotted her and identified her as his long lost daughter from his first marriage to Roly Poly Patsy who is about to open a letter from the insurance company that will determine whether or not she can qualify to get banded.....

my head hurts now. thank nut. LOL

dawg...rob will be there. he will take the pain for you.

I can't wait for the next gripping installment...

Will Chubby Cholestorol Charlie return from the grave to haunt people??

I agree, a PAP is MUCH worse than a mamogram. and I DO NOT want to know how the oncologist got to your grandfathers bladder. however, I can guess he took the short direct route.

owowowowowowow.:omg:

I haven't had a mammogram yet, but I can say that I much prefer a PAP over going to the dentist any day of th week. I've never had a painful PAP with the exception of last year when the OB was training a NP. No more trainees for me.:phanvan

they already have them. its called crotchless panties.

Hey, I know where you can get some remote control panties.

http://www.slumberparties.com/distributor.cfm?DistributorID=6434

no thanks. i don't need the remote control panties. there are plenty of laps i can hop on when the mood strikes me.

Oo Oo! I have a story about paps - well sort of.

Once I was in the emergency room for what was thought to be a cyst on an ovary which had broken. I was in so much pain!

Well, the stupid Dr let that metal duck-billed torture device shut and jerked it out.. only it had shut on my tender innards. Yes, I let out a yelp and cried like a little biotch.

Mumbles something foul about dentists.

thanks nut. i need to go huddle in the corner, hold myself and cry for a few minutes.

Used to know a guy that ended up crushing one of his testicles in a bicycle accident.

I'm sure he could relate.