Well, I'd be pack93z and ...<burp>...excuse me, slight aftertaste of Lutefisk.......I'd be secretly thrilled! ::razz:


What if cheesey is really Elvis Presley?

Rabble rabble rabble.. my purple friend.. can't wait to hear the torrid cussing I will hear from the west come the 5th.. as Brett throws a clinching pick to Woodson.. 😉

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SHHH! Vikes!!! Now EVERYONE knows!!!
(Thank you......thank you very much!)

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What if Cheesey was yeasty?

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Then i would make myself some bread!

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What if St. Peter has the same standards for admission as we do for our football team?

If by "our football team" you mean the Packers, then then the only people that would get into heaven would have very low wonderlic scores! :icon_smile:



What if someone said to you "I'll give you 100 million dollars, but you have to become a Vikings fan for the rest of your life."
Would you do it?

I believe the poor souls over at P.P.O. would be subjected to a recitation of The skeleton in Armor  by yours truly. :sign5:

What if I wasn't such a greedy bastard though? lol lol lol

Now, if that doesn't absolutely prove that every man has his price, I don't know what would. lol lol lol

Then you'd just be a poor bastard.......so either way....... ::wink:


What if you found out that you only have 24 hours to live.
What would you do?

So sadly, completely waste the first 23 hours and 55 minutes in a completely futile attempt to secure some payback that would matter. I would then rally for the last five, thanking my good buddy on my knees for his great sense of humor and one wild-assed ride.

What if you found out that you only have 24 hours to live.
What would you do?


Edit--Almost forgot...The whole 23 and 55 I would be apologizing to my wife, squeezin' in the thank-you's to her as I went, explaining that right now I got business to attend to.

Edit to the edit-- Wife just called. It's "STOMP" night. She called to remind me. Nevermind all of the above, I'm ready to go RFN.

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