A-Train your act has grown old already. Learn who is who around here and then procede. Its people like you that bring a dis service to others here that have staked their claim. If you havent noticed, its the Newbies that usually come in here lipping off all the time. The ones that have been here for months and years respect each other and dont start childish games like you find yourself inclined to do.
Skins: How many books are you playing at since the U.S became more involved, and what are your favorite books?
Skins: How many books are you playing at since the U.S became more involved, and what are your favorite books?
As far as I know, you created "luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." So you tell me, and everybody else.
I can explain, "DDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR" though.
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Currently, I'm funded at CRIS, BetJam, and Skybook. I pulled my money out of everywhere else...and I really only still have $ at Sky because I put everything I had left in there on the Colts. At some point in the very near future, however, I'll be getting out of there.
CRIS is my favorite now that Pinnacle is gone (easily my favorite before they shut out U.S. customers). I say CRIS probably because it has the earliest overnights, which is very appealing to me, since I tend to play a lot of them. BetJam gets its NBA overnights out early too, but not CBB.
Absolutely...especially after a weekend trip, when I haven't shaved for a few days. Although I currently rock a beard, so it wouldn't make a difference.
Since we're on the subject, I'll share a story about my favorite airport experience:
So on the one-year anniversary of 9/11 (if I remember correctly), I was embarking on a trip from D.C. to South Bend to visit my brother for the weekend, and check out a Notre Dame football game. I had one flight from D.C. to Cincinnati (or Chicago, I forget which), and then a really small connecting flight on some bumbsfuck airline from there to South Bend Regional Airport.
The initial flight was no sweat...everyone who went through security had to follow the same procedure (take off their shoes, etc). So I arrive in Cincy and get to my gate for the connecting flight. The plane is one of those 50-seat propeller-powered ones. There are probably some Hummer limousines that are bigger than this fucking thing. I think the airline was called Mishawaka Airlines. Anyway, so I get to the gate, and I'm the first one there. Of course, I'm the only person who's not white and/or Irish-Catholic. But yeah, so the on-board crew are also the people who check everybody in. So I'm first in line, with about 50 people behind me, when this old lady stewardess comes up to me and says, "you've been randomly selected for a search." Big surprise, right?
So she pulls me out of line, and proceeds to search through all my shit, going through my bags and whatnot, all right in front of these 50 people. And I'm the only one of the 50 who was searched.
I eventually get to board, and of course, I'm the LAST one on the plane. So that was fun.
On Sunday, I go back to South Bend Regional Airport to fly back, same deal as before with the connecting flight and shit. This time, I'm in the middle of the line, again with about 50 people or so.
So I'm standing there, minding my own business, when some stewardess/check-in crew woman comes up to me and says, "You've been randomly selected for a search."
And, of course, I was the only one on the flight who was pulled out of line to be searched. I told the lady that I must have a string of good luck going for me this weekend, because it's the 2nd time in four days that I've been randomly selected for a search...and that I should buy a lottery ticket when I get home. She didn't find my comment too amusing.
But anyway, that's my fun airport story.
It's well below-average, and not thick at all...which is even more unfortunate considering that I'm 6'2 and generally a big guy, have big feet and big hands, etc. I wish I was kidding.
I'm like a walking contradiction.
I look at my penis and know there's no god.
Either that, or he's playing one hell of a joke on me. If he does exist, though, he did give me one hell of a gift...I swear I'm the only 22-year-old with an enlarged prostate or something. I urinate like 76 times a day, and I have idea why. It's pretty sweet.
There isn't an inch of my bathroom floor that hasn't been doused with urine at one point or another.
I was born in Washington, D.C. Lived in the northern VA area all my life, until heading down to Richmond for college.
I work at a newspaper down here part-time, for the sports section...usually 24 hours a week. I'm a full-time student, though. Well, technically, at least. I never really go to class or do anything productive. I'm smart and hard-working like that. My mom is very proud.
