LOL. Sounds like some of the games we played. We enjoyed picking sides, getting on our bicycles with garbage can lids for shields, sticks for swords or lances, and then charging each other at full speed. It was completely acceptable, and quite frankly expected, to run over the wounded as they lay in the street. Prisoners were never taken.
My aren't you the smart ass little fucker today Tao. If I'm guessing wrong on the calories then I guessed wrong. Point is they burn a lot of calories. Point is they are doing the same work today as was done in years past in a very physically demanding job yet today some are fat and in the years past they were thin. I'll bet you would be shocked at how physically hard the job is and how many calories are burned. Fucking know it all.
You ever hear the song "When I Was Your Age" by Weird Al? Funny as hell lyrics (and damn good guitar playing).
LOL! See, when my wife gets on my five year old for doing dumb things with his bike (he still has training wheels that prohibit him from real stupidity), I tell her to back off. I tell her, yeah, he might get hurt, but he'll learn. No kid learns unless he gets hurt. How many of us said "what's that, Dad? Don't throw iceballs at each other's faces because we'll smash in our nose? Ok, thanks for the heads up." None of us. In snow ball fights we made the heaviest snow ball we could because it would inflict the most damage. Hell, I put some in the freezer after wetting them the night before, knowing we were not going to have school and we'd have a snowball fight. I could have dented cars with them. Didn't stop me from launching them at my friends at maximum velocity.
Fuck off, mental midget. I wasn't being smart at all. Don't get pissed off at me if you don't comprehend the subject matter. Your fat friends don't burn all those calories you think they do. Get mad at me if you want, still doesn't change the facts.
Is it just me or is big zero grumpy today? Again. Apparently he's STILL not getting any puss. And a self proclaimed genius, successful, in shape, ladies man with a big dick at that. Maybe it's his camper home that turns them off.
Hahaha, thank you. Led me to another song in my 'Novelty' genre: Jonathan Coulton's "Your Brains". Fun stuff for the office.