TBoneTX

I'll trade your reading of my posts for your back, si man.
Si, ma'am; I plan to set an appointment with my doc or one of his sports-medicine colleagues to find out what to do when this wears off (as it's slightly doing -- see below), see man.
Sorry, Bro D. Hoping for Option 1, si man.

1. Sounds like she's cleaving to them rather than to you, see man.
2. What kind of life is it to be married to someone devious? How much longer can you tolerate it?
1. Rather belatedly, too, sigh man.
2. The horse has escaped and she's just now locking the barn door, see man...
Those Polish weathermen (or the almanac-writers) need remedial education, oj tak.
You've answered your own question, si ma'am. Lots of money & future in either HVAC or plumbing, $i ma'am.

Sounds like she is not so much influenced as telling them part of the story to get a team of yes-men (ladies) on her side.

Headed to Denver. . Weeeee
Almost kiddo time! WOPT WOOT WOOT

I do. I am as honored as you are when I report you. Glad your back is in less pain. Hope you sleep well tonight.

Pick up some bottles of wines anywhere they sell wine/alcohol.
Haha! Yes, let's go with it making me glassy-eyed. That is better than blurry-eyed. And yay! I have been reported! Hey, wait a minute, mister... humph!

Final pre-cat/prep/zzz note: am only 1% in pain, disbelief and whee man!

English-only outside the regional forums. Reported, si ma'am!!!!!!!
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After the above Reportation order, cat prep zzz, man, perhaps including floor-brushing of cat for first time since July 1, amazing man.
Hope for this status overnight and in morn, all man. Mornin', Commie-babes!

Other-Activity report, see man:
Awoke hour before alarm but didn't leave casa till Many:Many, ache man.
Hit MS (moving-sale) where, out of not many offerings, the following was purchased, see man:
$1 = Levi's long-sleeved button-down shirt + T-shirt, si and T man
$2 = glass tray, signed by "Georges somebody," for Mrs. T-B., she man.
--
$Many = grand total, $i man.
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Passed several other GS signs but stopped at none, because of other plans & pain, si and ouch man.
Went to Used-Tyre store #1; selections insufficient, sigh man (see below, see man).
Went to resale shop for advertised offerings; found none palatable, no see man.
Went to Used-Tyre store #2; selections insufficient, sigh man (see below, see man).
Cruised for other used-tyre stores; nothing at only one stopped at, no and sigh man.
Stagger-limped through lunch at Chinese buffet, stare man, by virtue of Many%-off coupon, $i man.
Had Many plates piled high with Hibachi steak & pepper steak, burp man.
Left no tip because idiot hostess ignored pleas to seat us close to the buffet, grrr man.
At Harbor Freight, used coupon for free screwdrivers in half-minute transaction that took Many minutes, grrr man.
At clinic pharmacy, got final steroid taper-pack at discount rate, whee man.
Fought wearying traffic in retracing steps, sigh man.
Bought yearly registration sticker for T-B.-mobile; could not self-install because of pain, ouch man.
Wearily stopped at Firestone to inquire about tyres; got offer of discount on one set, consider man.
Returned to casa for aforementioned back-report activities, si and sigh and ouch and zzz and whee, man.
Observations after searching for used tyres, see man:
1. Claims of "Many% to Many%" of treadwear are exaggerated, sigh man.
2. Finding matching pairs of tyres is at least as big a challenge as finding matching bedsheets at resale stores, see man: great fitted sheet but no flat; flat but no fitted; same principle, sigh man. Second used-tyre store had one fabulously unworn tyre but no mate to it, no and sigh man.
Many. Just like resale-shopping, finding tyres is a serendipitous activity, sigh man, or a prolonged quest therefor, weary man.
Many. After one more store to call on (weekday-only), we might call various retailers to learn what new-tyre models are discontinued and marked down, $ee man. Unfortunately, nearest Sears had already sold most of theirs, sigh man.
Many. Lowest lines of budget tyres at Many retailers are being trashed by the consultants there whom I consult, si and sigh man, and not (as I perceive it) as an attempt to up-sell, no man.
I remain somewhat torn as to how to handle tyre-purchasing for a 200Many-model T-B.-mobile with Many miles on it that could last Many more miles or die unexpectedly and soonish for one or several reasons, sigh and no see clearly man.

1. "I do"? Isn't J-Hueso a macho, huh man?
2. Mutual deprecation can be fun, whee ma'am!
Many. Thankee and zzz ma'am.

Saturday back-report, si man (distilled from Other-Activity report), see man:
Before bed, took Many (2+1) steroid pills as experiment, ingest man.
Slept almost Many (2+2) hours (tying a record) before prematurely awakening an hour pre-alarm, zzz man.
However, awoke in at least same pain as usual, sigh and ouch man.
Took Many (2+1) steroid pills, hoping for better relief than minimal amount from usual 2, si man.
Said relief never materialized, no and sigh and ouch man.
Pain worsened throughout morningful of activities, si and sigh and ouch man.
Stagger-limping drew stares everywhere, all see man.
Returned to casa at 1 p.m.; awaited Mrs. T-B.'s arrival after 2 p.m., suffer man.
Convinced Mrs. T-B. to call Mexican medical clinic adjacent to Mexican supermarket, si man.
Mrs. T-B. called and gained answers to many questions, she man.
Hopped into Mrs. T-B.-mobile and commuted to clinic at 2:Many p.m., drive man.
Were served immediately as only customers at that time, whee man.
I asked nurse, "Habla inglés?" [do you speak English, huh ma'am], si man.
She said, "Of course, si man." I said, "Me too, see ma'am."
After refreshingly briefest medical-history form-filling ever, was called to back room, limp man.
Cuban doc's English abilities sufficient to enable banishment of Mrs. T-B. & Mini-B., see you she man/wee man.
Doc heard brief history with plea for hydrocortisone meat-tenderizer, hear man.
Doc shot right butt-cheek with kill-painer & left butt-cheek with hydrocortisone, whee man.
Both shots hurt like hell, ouch man.
Exam co-pay quite reasonable at $Many; price for both shots also fair at $Many total, $i man.
Mini-B. drew smiles from now-full waiting area with "Daddy feel better now, huh man?", wee man.
Mrs. T-B. wants to go to supermarket next door to buy fruit, she man.
Mrs. T-B. steps on our foot, nearly causing dislocation of back, ouch man.
Painful drive home at Many:Many p.m. includes stop at Chinese buffet for dinner materials, sigh man.
Am allowed nap, with cat; hedge bets by sleeping on right side vs. normally mandatory left side, ouch man.
Awaken (with cat) after Many minutes, end zzz man; tentative tests yield no increased pain, si and no man.
Back pain noticeably diminished, revealing severity of radicular pain that has hosed left leg, hmmm man.
Dishing the warsher & changing cat's bowls incurs no additional pain, no man.
Radicular pain hosing left leg diminishes considerably throughout eve, eye-opener man.
Able to climb/descend stairs painlessly, without supporting self on banisters, si and no man.
Cuban doc (who listened to and served the patient) = a hero, Cuba libré man.
Big test (after de-dishing the warsher) will be overnight, hope man.
Variables include duration of sleep and return-or-not of pain, see and see man.
Subsequent variables include heavy laundry-day, aarrgh man.
Feel like new man, newman man.
Plans include new caucus with regular doc (NOT at Spine Center) re what to do if pain returns, etc., si man.
"Vaunted" Spine Center at regular clinic can take long walk off short pier, drown man.

You should feel honored ("honoured" if in Canadia), si ma'am.

The definition of an Expert is anyone who lives Many miles away from you, sigh man.
You can drink glass? Doesn't this make you glassy-eyed, huh ma'am?
1. It would be nice to have some stability in our lumbar spine, invertebrate-reincarnation man.
2. Thankee and see report, ma'am.
English-only outside the regional forums, Kay-Bonette ma'am. Reported!!!!!!!
Hmmmph... another Singapura who fails to bonus my posts as religiously as the Commie-babes do, hmmmph man.

Does she have a cute backside, Bro D?
More like Many%, the root being an incapability at Polish Math, see man.

1. No, ma'am; Mrs. T-B. gets scared when I'm away and has put the kibosh on even a morning-down, evening-back trip to Mexico, sigh man.
2. Thankee ma'am. See positive medical report pending in thread, see ma'am.
No crazier than your -Many grade in Polish Math, sigh ma'am.
Another option: Try south to Clayton, Nuevo Mexico, then east along the Oklahoma Panhandle, see ma'am, just to say and know that you did it. Not many people have said that they've done it, no ma'am. Note: Do not (do NOT!) go even 1 mph over any posted speed limit in or around Guymon, Okla., NO and sigh ma'am.
Another, and surprisingly scenic, route would be from Clayton, Nuevo Mexico southeast through the Texas Panhandle (Dalhart, et al.). Absolutely lovely. If you can manage a route on the east side of the Panhandle, through Canadian, Texas (!!!) et al., the scenery will be staggering, see ma'am. Get a foto of the town sign for Canadian, and of the Canadian River, and of the Canadian Motel, or it didn't happen, no ma'am.
If you want details, I can pull the road atlas and make those suggestions from personal trip in 200Many, si ma'am.

Medical report pending in thread, see ma'am.
English-only outside the regional forums, si man.
You suffer in obtuse snippets, amigo Pooky. Spit it out ("oot" if in Canada), si man!
Temperature-correction applied, oj sigh.
So what's the problem, huh ma'am?

Final pre-cat/prep/zzz note: am only 1% in pain, disbelief and whee man!

Other-Activity report, see man:
Awoke hour before alarm but didn't leave casa till Many:Many, ache man.
Hit MS (moving-sale) where, out of not many offerings, the following was purchased, see man:
$1 = Levi's long-sleeved button-down shirt + T-shirt, si and T man
$2 = glass tray, signed by "Georges somebody," for Mrs. T-B., she man.
--
$Many = grand total, $i man.
=====
Passed several other GS signs but stopped at none, because of other plans & pain, si and ouch man.
Went to Used-Tyre store #1; selections insufficient, sigh man (see below, see man).
Went to resale shop for advertised offerings; found none palatable, no see man.
Went to Used-Tyre store #2; selections insufficient, sigh man (see below, see man).
Cruised for other used-tyre stores; nothing at only one stopped at, no and sigh man.
Stagger-limped through lunch at Chinese buffet, stare man, by virtue of Many%-off coupon, $i man.
Had Many plates piled high with Hibachi steak & pepper steak, burp man.
Left no tip because idiot hostess ignored pleas to seat us close to the buffet, grrr man.
At Harbor Freight, used coupon for free screwdrivers in half-minute transaction that took Many minutes, grrr man.
At clinic pharmacy, got final steroid taper-pack at discount rate, whee man.
Fought wearying traffic in retracing steps, sigh man.
Bought yearly registration sticker for T-B.-mobile; could not self-install because of pain, ouch man.
Wearily stopped at Firestone to inquire about tyres; got offer of discount on one set, consider man.
Returned to casa for aforementioned back-report activities, si and sigh and ouch and zzz and whee, man.
Observations after searching for used tyres, see man:
1. Claims of "Many% to Many%" of treadwear are exaggerated, sigh man.
2. Finding matching pairs of tyres is at least as big a challenge as finding matching bedsheets at resale stores, see man: great fitted sheet but no flat; flat but no fitted; same principle, sigh man. Second used-tyre store had one fabulously unworn tyre but no mate to it, no and sigh man.
Many. Just like resale-shopping, finding tyres is a serendipitous activity, sigh man, or a prolonged quest therefor, weary man.
Many. After one more store to call on (weekday-only), we might call various retailers to learn what new-tyre models are discontinued and marked down, $ee man. Unfortunately, nearest Sears had already sold most of theirs, sigh man.
Many. Lowest lines of budget tyres at Many retailers are being trashed by the consultants there whom I consult, si and sigh man, and not (as I perceive it) as an attempt to up-sell, no man.
I remain somewhat torn as to how to handle tyre-purchasing for a 200Many-model T-B.-mobile with Many miles on it that could last Many more miles or die unexpectedly and soonish for one or several reasons, sigh and no see clearly man.

1. "I do"? Isn't J-Hueso a macho, huh man?
2. Mutual deprecation can be fun, whee ma'am!
Many. Thankee and zzz ma'am.

The definition of an Expert is anyone who lives Many miles away from you, sigh man.
You can drink glass? Doesn't this make you glassy-eyed, huh ma'am?
1. It would be nice to have some stability in our lumbar spine, invertebrate-reincarnation man.
2. Thankee and see report, ma'am.
English-only outside the regional forums, Kay-Bonette ma'am. Reported!!!!!!!
Hmmmph... another Singapura who fails to bonus my posts as religiously as the Commie-babes do, hmmmph man.

Final pre-cat/prep/zzz note: am only 1% in pain, disbelief and whee man!

English-only outside the regional forums. Reported, si ma'am!!!!!!!
---
After the above Reportation order, cat prep zzz, man, perhaps including floor-brushing of cat for first time since July 1, amazing man.
Hope for this status overnight and in morn, all man. Mornin', Commie-babes!

Other-Activity report, see man:
Awoke hour before alarm but didn't leave casa till Many:Many, ache man.
Hit MS (moving-sale) where, out of not many offerings, the following was purchased, see man:
$1 = Levi's long-sleeved button-down shirt + T-shirt, si and T man
$2 = glass tray, signed by "Georges somebody," for Mrs. T-B., she man.
--
$Many = grand total, $i man.
=====
Passed several other GS signs but stopped at none, because of other plans & pain, si and ouch man.
Went to Used-Tyre store #1; selections insufficient, sigh man (see below, see man).
Went to resale shop for advertised offerings; found none palatable, no see man.
Went to Used-Tyre store #2; selections insufficient, sigh man (see below, see man).
Cruised for other used-tyre stores; nothing at only one stopped at, no and sigh man.
Stagger-limped through lunch at Chinese buffet, stare man, by virtue of Many%-off coupon, $i man.
Had Many plates piled high with Hibachi steak & pepper steak, burp man.
Left no tip because idiot hostess ignored pleas to seat us close to the buffet, grrr man.
At Harbor Freight, used coupon for free screwdrivers in half-minute transaction that took Many minutes, grrr man.
At clinic pharmacy, got final steroid taper-pack at discount rate, whee man.
Fought wearying traffic in retracing steps, sigh man.
Bought yearly registration sticker for T-B.-mobile; could not self-install because of pain, ouch man.
Wearily stopped at Firestone to inquire about tyres; got offer of discount on one set, consider man.
Returned to casa for aforementioned back-report activities, si and sigh and ouch and zzz and whee, man.
Observations after searching for used tyres, see man:
1. Claims of "Many% to Many%" of treadwear are exaggerated, sigh man.
2. Finding matching pairs of tyres is at least as big a challenge as finding matching bedsheets at resale stores, see man: great fitted sheet but no flat; flat but no fitted; same principle, sigh man. Second used-tyre store had one fabulously unworn tyre but no mate to it, no and sigh man.
Many. Just like resale-shopping, finding tyres is a serendipitous activity, sigh man, or a prolonged quest therefor, weary man.
Many. After one more store to call on (weekday-only), we might call various retailers to learn what new-tyre models are discontinued and marked down, $ee man. Unfortunately, nearest Sears had already sold most of theirs, sigh man.
Many. Lowest lines of budget tyres at Many retailers are being trashed by the consultants there whom I consult, si and sigh man, and not (as I perceive it) as an attempt to up-sell, no man.
I remain somewhat torn as to how to handle tyre-purchasing for a 200Many-model T-B.-mobile with Many miles on it that could last Many more miles or die unexpectedly and soonish for one or several reasons, sigh and no see clearly man.

1. "I do"? Isn't J-Hueso a macho, huh man?
2. Mutual deprecation can be fun, whee ma'am!
Many. Thankee and zzz ma'am.

Saturday back-report, si man (distilled from Other-Activity report), see man:
Before bed, took Many (2+1) steroid pills as experiment, ingest man.
Slept almost Many (2+2) hours (tying a record) before prematurely awakening an hour pre-alarm, zzz man.
However, awoke in at least same pain as usual, sigh and ouch man.
Took Many (2+1) steroid pills, hoping for better relief than minimal amount from usual 2, si man.
Said relief never materialized, no and sigh and ouch man.
Pain worsened throughout morningful of activities, si and sigh and ouch man.
Stagger-limping drew stares everywhere, all see man.
Returned to casa at 1 p.m.; awaited Mrs. T-B.'s arrival after 2 p.m., suffer man.
Convinced Mrs. T-B. to call Mexican medical clinic adjacent to Mexican supermarket, si man.
Mrs. T-B. called and gained answers to many questions, she man.
Hopped into Mrs. T-B.-mobile and commuted to clinic at 2:Many p.m., drive man.
Were served immediately as only customers at that time, whee man.
I asked nurse, "Habla inglés?" [do you speak English, huh ma'am], si man.
She said, "Of course, si man." I said, "Me too, see ma'am."
After refreshingly briefest medical-history form-filling ever, was called to back room, limp man.
Cuban doc's English abilities sufficient to enable banishment of Mrs. T-B. & Mini-B., see you she man/wee man.
Doc heard brief history with plea for hydrocortisone meat-tenderizer, hear man.
Doc shot right butt-cheek with kill-painer & left butt-cheek with hydrocortisone, whee man.
Both shots hurt like hell, ouch man.
Exam co-pay quite reasonable at $Many; price for both shots also fair at $Many total, $i man.
Mini-B. drew smiles from now-full waiting area with "Daddy feel better now, huh man?", wee man.
Mrs. T-B. wants to go to supermarket next door to buy fruit, she man.
Mrs. T-B. steps on our foot, nearly causing dislocation of back, ouch man.
Painful drive home at Many:Many p.m. includes stop at Chinese buffet for dinner materials, sigh man.
Am allowed nap, with cat; hedge bets by sleeping on right side vs. normally mandatory left side, ouch man.
Awaken (with cat) after Many minutes, end zzz man; tentative tests yield no increased pain, si and no man.
Back pain noticeably diminished, revealing severity of radicular pain that has hosed left leg, hmmm man.
Dishing the warsher & changing cat's bowls incurs no additional pain, no man.
Radicular pain hosing left leg diminishes considerably throughout eve, eye-opener man.
Able to climb/descend stairs painlessly, without supporting self on banisters, si and no man.
Cuban doc (who listened to and served the patient) = a hero, Cuba libré man.
Big test (after de-dishing the warsher) will be overnight, hope man.
Variables include duration of sleep and return-or-not of pain, see and see man.
Subsequent variables include heavy laundry-day, aarrgh man.
Feel like new man, newman man.
Plans include new caucus with regular doc (NOT at Spine Center) re what to do if pain returns, etc., si man.
"Vaunted" Spine Center at regular clinic can take long walk off short pier, drown man.

You should feel honored ("honoured" if in Canadia), si ma'am.

The definition of an Expert is anyone who lives Many miles away from you, sigh man.
You can drink glass? Doesn't this make you glassy-eyed, huh ma'am?
1. It would be nice to have some stability in our lumbar spine, invertebrate-reincarnation man.
2. Thankee and see report, ma'am.
English-only outside the regional forums, Kay-Bonette ma'am. Reported!!!!!!!
Hmmmph... another Singapura who fails to bonus my posts as religiously as the Commie-babes do, hmmmph man.

Does she have a cute backside, Bro D?
More like Many%, the root being an incapability at Polish Math, see man.

But isn't that part of the entertainment round here?
What would posting be like if people couldn't devote at least 25% of their time to whinging about the moderation and another 25%of their time trying to find out where their CEHST thread got moved to?
Get with the program, people! I'm pretty sure a good portion of what's going on is part of a great big practical joke being played on all of us by the site moderation team.

The Community Property laws for your state (you indicated Florida) determine "who's right."
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