CountDorkula

You two play nice now!

Seriously can this thread go away, horray we all hate each other!!!!! Im gona kick my computer screen so hard you all are going to feel it!

Man; that looks better than Shin-whack!

Welcome, you just got TBD Rick Rolled!!!!!

HA! THose are normally 2 things that go together in a fight, punches and . . chairs. . .

Has anyone seen my new red hat?

PBR works for me!!!!

Oh boy add another to the list of wan-a-be winners

IMO everyday it gets harder and harder not to like the kid. He really seems to have his head on straight. I put a link to the entire article but Spillers comments really stood out to me. Good job by the Bills though bringing in high school athletes to learn from the "pros" “The main thing I told them about is academics because that’s where it starts at,” said Bills running back CJ Spiller. “If you don’t take care of the grades, all of your time on the football field and all of that work is going to go to waste. I have a lot of guys in my hometown that had tremendous talent, but they didn’t get it done in the classroom and they’re still sitting there. You don’t have to be 4.0 students but if you try your best, and give it everything you’ve got, you’ll be fine.” Spiller backs up his talk. He could have left Clemson University a year early for the NFL, however he stayed in school and graduated with a degree in sociology. ------------------------ Spiller said, “You just have to surround yourself with good people. If you do that, everything else will take care of itself." Linky Thingy

Be Sure To Drink Your Ovaltine. . . Ovaltine? A crummy commerical!? S.O.B

ok

Prelude) Mud slinging in San Jose Ch 1) He's not happy. Ch 2 ) He's not happy. Ch 3 ) He is still not happy. Ch 4 ) He dislikes Schobel Ch 5) He does not like "Trope" or Troupe Ch 6 ) Things are starting to get brighter. Ch 7 ) He is happy Ch 8 ) Now becoming unsure Ch 9) Something about a TROLL Ch 10-15 ) Rhetoric End) He likes football but not the Bills, . . . This year.

I tried to tell him that, but in a less abrupt kind of way. I did my part. Win for this guy!

No we are talking, I am all ears on this one. Hell i'd even think about playing myself.

Sounds like a tough situation, Im sorry to hear. Break it off now, change your number, it will only get worse!

Nope, nah eh well maybe still unsure if i had another i would i guess as long as the lights are off ok lets go!

I agree with this 100% you are going to soon have 16 teams in 1 conference. THe college football season is only 12 games, which means all the teams in that conference will not play each other, so what is the point of having a power conference if all teams dont play each other and you cant find out who is better than who. i reall really hope this comes back to bite the FBS in the arse and every team ends up with 8 or so wins, then they have to put a mid major into one of the bowl games if not the national title game. I used to love college ball, but with more and more teams moving conferences, the integrity of what is supposed to be the college football MO will diminish more and more.

For close to 10 million dollars, in a heartbeat. Of course i will never see that kind of money in my life time, so maybe that is playing into my head a little/a lot.

I believe it is something along the lines of 9.4 million. Would you retire if you were going to make that amount? I certainly would not

Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait shop. You know the place. Well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning, my mother would make me a big bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast I said "Hey, mom, what's with all the sauerkraut?" And my dear, sweet mother She just looked at my like a cow looks at an oncoming train And she leaned right down next to me And she said "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU" And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old That's when I swore that someday Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer And the towels are oh so fluffy Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long And anyone on the street will glady shave your back for a nickel Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize That's right, a first class one-way ticket to Albuquerque Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C And I turned on the SpectraVision And I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow That I love so very, very much when suddenly, there's a knock on the door Well now, who could that be? I say "Who is it?" No answer "Who is it?" There's no answer "WHO IS IT?" They're not sayin' anything So, finally I go over and I open the door and just as I suspected It's some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and only one nostril Oh man, I hate it when I'm right So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that" "That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me" And he's like "Tough" And I'm like "Give it" And he's like "Make me" And I'm like "'Kay" So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus, and I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation Yes indeed, you better believe it Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel But I made a a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest I would not sleep for an instant until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice But first, I decided to buy some donuts So I got in my car and I drove over to the donut shop And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter And he says "Yeah, what do ya want?" I said "You got any glazed donuts?" He said "No, we're outta glazed donuts" I said "You got any cinnamon rolls?" He said "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls" I said "You got any apple fritters?" He said "No, we're outta apple fritters" I said "You got any bear claws?" He said "Wait a minute, I'll go check". . ."No, we're outta bear claws" I said "Well, in that case - in that case, what do you have?" He says "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels" I said "OK, I'll take that" So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and the weasels jump out And they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over (rabid gnawing sounds) Oh man, they were just going nuts They were tearin' me apart You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head" I believe it went a little something like this . . . Doh Get 'em off me Get 'em off me Oh No, get 'em off, get 'em off Oh, oh God, oh God Oh, get 'em off me Oh, oh God. I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin' Like a constipated weiner dog. Anyway, things really started lookin' up for me Because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream That's right, I got me a part-time job at The Sizzler I even made employee of the month after I put that grease fire out with my face Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that, I was gettin' a lot of attitude OK, like one time, I was out in the parking lot Tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil When I see this guy Marty tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?" And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes "No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw" So I did. . . Anyway, um, um, where was I? Kinda lost my train of thought Uh, well, uh, OK Anyway I, I know it's kinda been a roundabout way of saying it But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is I . . . HATE . . . SAUERKRAUT

Alice!

Does anyone realize that all the arguments in here whether it be for or against Lee, have one common ground. "The pass was bad"

It could be as simple as dirty fuel injectors, i would start and clean those firts. If that does not work. Check the Idle Air Control Valve (IAC) to make sure it is not clogged.(which you have done) Also check the fuel pressure controller. Check all air hoses/vacums to make sure you have no leaks. I had the same issue when i had my '99 Escort. . .

What type of transmision, Automatic or stick. I assume auto but i have to ask.