6-6-06 The BBQ

Flamers' Ward Forum

Many of us have been told that we are going to hell, so since the day of 6-6-06 is coming up, I think we should have a gold old fashioned BBQ in the Flamer's Ward.

Please sign up for what you will be bringing.

weenies to roast

mustard, kethup, pringles and coleslaw.

I'm bringing all the beer we can drink... oh, and Harry Potter books for everyone.

Here's some things that we need brought to the BBQ:


beans
fruit
sodas
hot dog buns
hamburgers to grill
hamburger buns
onions
lettuce
tomatoes
chips
napkins
paper plates
plasticware


Oh, can someone hire a band to play? Maybe Taylor Hicks can join us down in hell. Sherry, know if he's available?

If there's any justice, yes, Taylor Hicks will be in hell.

You know what I hate?

I hate when people get all superstitious about 666.

They order a meal and the total comes to $6.66

Most of the time when I read totals like $5.49 I say "Five forty-nine" but when it's 6.66 I say "Six dollars and Sixty-Six Cents" to make sure they don't freak out.

But people never listen.

A minute after I handed dude his receipt he says "oh man I would have ordered something else if I realized that was the total...."

Has this guy ever read the Bible?
When's the last time he's been to church?
Does he ever pray?
Does he even believe in God?

he probably thinks it's all superstitious crap, but as soon as his total is $6.66, he freaks out.

What a dumb****.

It doesn't bother me as much as hospitals in Chinese speaking Countries.

They never have a 4th floor

I mean, the fourth floor is there, obviously; when you have a 7 story building, the fourth floor doesn't magically disappear. They just choose to call that the fifth floor. And what for? It's still the fourth bloody floor, no matter how much you want to deny it.

The whole 666 superstition is awesome compared to that insanity.

Well, the last three digits in my mom's phone number are 666.
They are just numbers.... but you're right... people freak out.
A lot of times when giving out her number, we will say... fifty six, sixty six, as the last four digits.

Planes don't usually have rows numbered 13 either. weeeiird

I'll bring the Mike's hard lemonade for people who don't like beer.

By the way, the number "13" has been haunting me lately. Everywhere I look. The clock, street names, door numbers, cd tracks, everything. I only seem to look when the number 13 is glaring at me. I'm not superstiscious at all, in fact, I can't even spell that word, but lately I've been feeling anxious. It will be the 13th in 8 days. If I'm suddenly no longer around, that makes me a bonofied psychic.

When I was young, the kids used to all pick on me because of my birthmark that looked like three 6's. As I grew up, the teasing died down, but that's just because all those kids died under mysterious circumstances. Some just went missing of course. Not sure what the deal with that was. But they did send me away for a while. Went to some sort of camp, but everyone there was very nice. They started chanting my name and pretending to worship me. Did that every night. A time or two they even sacrificed people in my honour, but I'm sure it was just an illusion. Things got more normal as I grew up. Though I'm constantly having dreams about some red fellow who claims to be my father. I call him Chief Running Horse, but that's not his real name, I'm sure. This morning I woke up in a good mood. Got a feeling something big's gonna be happening in my favor, and I can't wait to find out what it is.

In Vegas there are no 13th floors, not the same thing, but what the hell. Who give an s-crap. If you are bugged out by days in the week then that's the time go fly a kite.

Unless it's Elvis' b-day, I don't work on that day.



-HECK!

I will bring one of my strawberries from my garden and we can cut it into 666 pieces and share.

Yesterday I thought the whole 6/6/6 thing was a buncha hooey. After spending the day in the hospital, passing a kidney stone, and having my prostate examined, I an convinced it is PURE EVIL!

Okay, I DONT mean to laugh, but that made me crack up! Sorry Ron. I hate that you were in such damn pain!! I hope that is the last you see of those things. OUCH!!!!


It's probably an evil day, because it's in the mindset of everyone.

oh wow.