Discussion in 'Adult League & Tournament Talk' started by Pickle9, Oct 28, 2012.
Pickle fought the icy parking lot and the parking lot won.
Likely if there is one thing I'm good at it's falling.
Pickle9: If she calls me sweetie, what does she call you?
Operation Plush is in testing stage.
Did that spider bite stout give you the dribbly squirts? I just got finished plungering after logjamming the bowl with black water. Bombed out the office and waiting area at my shop.
I recall nothing of note.
Playing LBTC 4.0 block tomorrow. 9pm. Ugh late. And have to take my gf and her family to airport at 5am Saturday.
If you GOATify your girl at 3:00am you will both sleep peacefully until you wake up for airport cobbler.
I must say that this is quite simply the most entertaining thread I have ever read on TW.
oh and so everybody knows, lead and silicone are not for me.
at least not at the moment.
Then stay away from my girl.
oh yeaaa. lol.
"Eye of the Tiger" is playing on the radio. It is going to be a good night.
Strength and honor.
Pulled it out in third set tiebreaker.
The Eagle blesses the patient man with victory and pork blocks.
Global Gut Immortality attained.
So I arrived at the club a little after 8:30pm and there was some sort of mixed doubles gathering there complete with wine and pizza. Went on court a bit after 9pm. Match finished at 11pm. They were still up there, going strong. Definitely going 5 sets.
Cougars, wine, and spider veins. USTA mixed doubles block.
Bromance at it's finest.
Was this the post-hit meal tonight? It's so beautiful.
I had the buddy and his wife stop at a McDonald's drive thru on the way back to the city, where I consumed three different types of 'meat' in order to refuel from handling the weight of Jolly's forehand.
Big thanks to you guys for letting me come join the hit this eve. Really enjoyed it.
No problem man, I had a blast, you are welcome again next Sat.
eww grease blob
I just bombed out restroom block at our office. Perhaps deep fried pork and peppered corn are not exactly Sonny and Cher.
It took 24 hours?
You're my boy Blue!
I do what I can.
It did smell a bit funky in Brooklyn today.
No idea you had such mighty reach, Pickle.
Perhaps we need a ban on certain foods since that funky scent is now driftin' over Chicago. :shock:
It's a fried food epidemic.
The 35 fried give me a little trouble every once in a while but I think that based more on the quantity and frequency. Maybe eating 105 deep fried shrimp a week isn't a good idea. That pork on the other hand...not eating that again.
Try the Ossobuco
You win this time Pickle.
I couldn't take the Gulbis hair another day.
Pickle always wins.
Disappointed I wasn't able to make it back out to LI again Saturday (was on a road trip), or get to meet Poap Dali, but a Jolly-Pickle-Gads-Dali outing upon my New York return would be epic, boys. Epic. Next time.
I told C if he ever wants to show his students how not to play doubles, have them watch me.
I did make mystifying drop volley that caused all courts to instantly stop in give me a round of applause. Definitely high level play. Stopped at Wendy's for vanilla frosty blob and the cashier just didn't understand what I had done.
I just got cut from 4 dot 0 team.
I'm a bloke.
I need to find a BAD team so I can just play. And since under 40 is only 1 singles it ****ing blows.
I'm captaining a rogue league for topless tennis dudes. We take our tops off at the Hudson River Park courts and GOAT each other's brains out. Then we go to Spunto on 7th Ave and get a GOAT Cocktale. I hope you will join us and remove your top and hit some balls.
Yesterday I saw Mr. Pickle show up at the courts in color coordinated tennis attire, and actually swing at the ball.
I felt the pride of a parent seeing their son take his first wobbly steps.
This sounds promising.
Lemme get yo numba!
As Roddick said at his press conference following his complete and utter destruction at the hand of Federer at the '07 Aussie in response to a question to the comment he made prematch about how he thought he was closing the gap with Federer: "Yea...not tonight."
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