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Bob decided that this was going to be the day that he made his way up to the roof of the Howard Hotel in Las Vegas and finally have a few drinks at the bar that is on the roof. Bob took the elevator up to the roof, ordered a beer, and sat down overlooking the skyline.
A man named Clark walks over to him and sits down.
Clark: Did you know that this place is magical?
Bob: Uhh, what?
Clark: This place is magical.
Bob: How do you figure? It's just a bar on the roof of a hotel.
Clark: It's not just a bar on the roof of a hotel. It's a mysterious place. Due to the surface of the earth at this very coordinate, you can jump off of the roof and gravity shoots you right back up.
Bob: Bullshit!
Clark: Is it worth a beer to see it happen?
Bob: Sure.
Bob goes to buy Clark a beer. Bob hands it to Clark. He chugs it quickly. He jumps off the roof and flies right back up.
Bob: Neato-Speedo!!!!
Clark: I told you. Another?
Bob: Yeah.
Bob goes and buys Clark another beer. CLark chugs it, jumps off the roof and just as quickly flies back up.
Bob: How amazing!
Clark: I know. Going to try?
Bob looks over the ledge.
Bob: Will you buy me a beer for doing it?
Clark: I will buy you a pitcher.
Bob: Okay.
Bob jumps off the roof. He splats and hits the pavement--dying on impact. The bartender walks over to Clark.
Bartender: Superman, you are such an asshole when you are drunk!
A man named Clark walks over to him and sits down.
Clark: Did you know that this place is magical?
Bob: Uhh, what?
Clark: This place is magical.
Bob: How do you figure? It's just a bar on the roof of a hotel.
Clark: It's not just a bar on the roof of a hotel. It's a mysterious place. Due to the surface of the earth at this very coordinate, you can jump off of the roof and gravity shoots you right back up.
Bob: Bullshit!
Clark: Is it worth a beer to see it happen?
Bob: Sure.
Bob goes to buy Clark a beer. Bob hands it to Clark. He chugs it quickly. He jumps off the roof and flies right back up.
Bob: Neato-Speedo!!!!
Clark: I told you. Another?
Bob: Yeah.
Bob goes and buys Clark another beer. CLark chugs it, jumps off the roof and just as quickly flies back up.
Bob: How amazing!
Clark: I know. Going to try?
Bob looks over the ledge.
Bob: Will you buy me a beer for doing it?
Clark: I will buy you a pitcher.
Bob: Okay.
Bob jumps off the roof. He splats and hits the pavement--dying on impact. The bartender walks over to Clark.
Bartender: Superman, you are such an asshole when you are drunk!
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I have been here before, a long long time ago and now I am back.Forgive me for not just saying what I want to say,even under a triple dose of antidepressants it is still raw and seeping and I am hesitant at revealing it as at least under the bandages around my heart I don,t have to look at how raw and wounded.My child was cleaved from my heart by his own actions. my child of ten,turning eleven...
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Has anyone tried these supplements? Do they give MGers more quality of life by improving memory and overall well being?Thanks!Barbel
Thks for the joke, rocky!