everyone cheers&ENJOY!!

 

This all sounds like a complete load of Bollocks!

Mike

 

Come on Mike!!!! whats better on a friday night than a bottle of wine and a load of bollocks??? (apart from a proper bacon sandwich with HP sauce)????

 

Well Glen,
A LOT of Becks and working on the L

-Greg

 

PS

CHEERS MATE!

that is all

 

You got me there mate, although a nice bacon sarnie with some HP would be coshier right now.

Mike

 

From now on I'll keep my mouth shut about Shiv.

 

"Sucker punch?" lol... yeah ok.

 

More Drama Is To Ensue.

 

This is really quite funny. Here's the story as witnessed by a whole bunch of early i-clubbers back in the day. I suspect Daniel will try to get this moved (again) but here goes:

Years back, we had a indoor karting meet in Santa Clara. There was this kid named Daniel who called himself "brucelee" because he fancied himself a martial artist. So he was trying to spar with everyone in the lobby of the kart track. For the most part, everyone just ignored him. But he persisted with all his kicks, punches and tough talk. After all, he called (and still calls!) himself "Brucelee." So he came up to me and tried sparring. After a quick friendly exchange, I tapped him in the face with my foot and then tapped him again with my loose fist before he could react. Real light. No bruise. No swelling. Nothing.. Just play friendly sparring. I think I had a joking smile on my face the whole time. Daniel, with his ego bruised and quite embarrassed about the public sparring smackdown (that he, quite literally asked for), turned red, started tearing and stormed out into the parking lot where he supposedly paced furiously and screamed about how he is going to come back inside and kill me. I was pretty shocked at how he took it. But knowing Daniel now, it all makes sense. When I realized that he was really upset, I went out and apologized. I told him that i didn't mean to hurt either him or his ego and I'm sorry if I did. He didn't want to talk to me so I just left it at that. We all went out to Dinner that night, including Daniel, and he was pouting all night.

Years go by and he finally let's things go. In fact, he even applied for a job and worked for us for a couple of months. Then just last year, he started to hate me again for backing out of the Mt. Hamilton meet. I saw him spout some hate about me so I called him up since the last I remembered, we were on perfectly good speaking terms. Almost friends by some definitions. Then he prceeded to tell me that I was a horrible human being, a disgrace to my family, a virus and that I deserved to die. Oh then. This is the story of Daniel and I. I really don't mind the guy. He's just a bit emotionally unstable. The idea of him becoming a cop is scary to say the least. But not nearly as fascinating as his obsession with assault guns and military dress up.

How this translate into how I "sucker punched" him is beyond comprehension. Especially for me and those who actually witnessed the spectacle.

-shiv

 

Brucelee:

I have one question for you.

Why in the hell did you go to ALL the effort you did in NASIOC to erase all of your posts, remove ALL of your mention of prescription "use", clean everything up...in order to apply for the police department?

Have they never heard of i-club?? There's more than enough stuff in here, in this single thread alone, to eliminate you from consideration of becoming a police officer...if they ever see it.

-Thinking before posting might be a good idea. Now I know that you'll probably go back and edit...and since you're a staff member here, you don't have to worry about not being able to remove the quotes and such.

 

Yea I guess except my night was spent working on the L and a 12 pack of Becks a customer brought in after work yesterday, so by 10pm last night when I read the last 6 posts it did in deed look like a bunch of Bollocks especially as this thread has been so derailled from it's origin.

Anyway back to the L I go!

Mike

 

Best post in this thread BY FAR.

 

This disgraceful Hindu (and wth is up with that? lol) remembers it very differently. I suspect the same applies to others who were there.

I've always known you were a bit "off"-- even when you used to blame it on the 'roids. But now, even off of them, you're still unstable as a three-wheeled Suburban. For someone who has taken myspace pics of him holding real guns to his own head, there is little reason for me to engage you in anything other than a contest of wits on the internet. It's a contest you will always lose because your mind is so clouded with irrational hatred. I'm not going to give you any life lessons because, quite honestly, it's none of my business nor is it my line of expertise. But I will suggest that you be more moderate with what you say and the confrontational stances you are so readily willing to assume at the drop of a hat or a type of a key. I really do wish you the best.

At this point, I assume you have nothing more to offer other to this thread than another physical combat challenge. If I were 10 years younger and a whole lot more desperate for attention, I might have taken you up on it. But alas, i'm a lazy old fart who listens to adult comtemporary music when no one is looking.

-shiv

 

Different stuff. I'm not incriminating myself in any manner.