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[DooLittle]

I pictured you much older and more curmudgeon looking... Thanks for destroying my perfectly diabolical mental image of uncle skippy... Huhhhh

Mike, you never fail to crack me up.

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[Skiploder]

I pictured you much older and more curmudgeon looking... Thanks for destroying my perfectly diabolical mental image of uncle skippy... Huhhhh

Michael:

How freaking old did you think I was?

[Capray]

Michael:

How freaking old did you think I was?

I seriously pictured you as the guy in you avatar picture..NOT KIDDING

[Skiploder]

I seriously pictured you as the guy in you avatar picture..NOT KIDDING

Uncle Fester and I go to the same barber.

[DooLittle]

Uncle Fester and I go to the same barber.

LMAO, maybe she's to young to know who Uncle Fester is, lol......

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[Mike41793]

Michael:

How freaking old did you think I was?

Well shooting from the hip id put you at 40-45 y/o in those pics.

I pictured you in your late 50s-early 60s.You sat hunched over your computer munching on pistachio nuts and sipping rum and coke while wittily commenting on bp.net posts into the wee hours of the night. Your scruffy salt n pepper beard and shaggy hair to match were illuminated only by the glow of the screen. It was dark and shadowy but i could just make out the glasses, or spectacles as your senile self called them, that framed your icy grey eyes. You sorta had this perpetual cocky half-smirk, half-grimace on your face from the amusement you got out of your own posts and the bite of the bacardi dark.

Now this was about half shattered when i found out your real name and that it wasnt actually Skip. I was able to overcome this and convince myself it wasnt true. I kept on calling you Uncle Skippy and picturing you the way my mind's eye told me to. But now, this? Im sorry, but after this your posts just cant be seen in the same sarcastic light. I'll try to put up a fancy facade, but im just letting you know on the inside it just wont be the same for me.

[Skittles1101]

Well shooting from the hip id put you at 40-45 y/o in those pics.

I pictured you in your late 50s-early 60s.You sat hunched over your computer munching on pistachio nuts and sipping rum and coke while wittily commenting on bp.net posts into the wee hours of the night. Your scruffy salt n pepper beard and shaggy hair to match were illuminated only by the glow of the screen. It was dark and shadowy but i could just make out the glasses, or spectacles as your senile self called them, that framed your icy grey eyes. You sorta had this perpetual cocky half-smirk, half-grimace on your face from the amusement you got out of your own posts and the bite of the bacardi dark.

Now this was about half shattered when i found out your real name and that it wasnt actually Skip. I was able to overcome this and convince myself it wasnt true. I kept on calling you Uncle Skippy and picturing you the way my mind's eye told me to. But now, this? Im sorry, but after this your posts just cant be seen in the same sarcastic light. I'll try to put up a fancy facade, but im just letting you know on the inside it just wont be the same for me.

This seriously just killed me. Good luck living with that on your conscience

[cecilbturtle]

How disappointed you must have been when you met me!

[Skiploder]

Well shooting from the hip id put you at 40-45 y/o in those pics.

I pictured you in your late 50s-early 60s.You sat hunched over your computer munching on pistachio nuts and sipping rum and coke while wittily commenting on bp.net posts into the wee hours of the night. Your scruffy salt n pepper beard and shaggy hair to match were illuminated only by the glow of the screen. It was dark and shadowy but i could just make out the glasses, or spectacles as your senile self called them, that framed your icy grey eyes. You sorta had this perpetual cocky half-smirk, half-grimace on your face from the amusement you got out of your own posts and the bite of the bacardi dark.

Now this was about half shattered when i found out your real name and that it wasnt actually Skip. I was able to overcome this and convince myself it wasnt true. I kept on calling you Uncle Skippy and picturing you the way my mind's eye told me to. But now, this? Im sorry, but after this your posts just cant be seen in the same sarcastic light. I'll try to put up a fancy facade, but im just letting you know on the inside it just wont be the same for me.

Well you got the age in the range.........but your mental image is probably closer to Wes.

To some people my name IS Skip - if that makes you feel any better. Allow me to explain:

When I graduated high school, I went to work for a international heavy construction and engineering company (who were generous enough to pay for me to go to college at nights). My project superintendent I was assigned to was a giant chain smoking beast of a man who we all call Pee Wee. Pee Wee refused to call anyone by their names and instead called us by the piece of equipment we ran or the task we did. I ran a SkipLOADER so for the first couple of years so he called me Skip or Skippy - as did everyone else, even after I was running loaders or excavators. On the schedule sheets, Pee Wee, who barely graduated 8th grade wrote me down as SkipLODER and his own name as "PeWe".

My friend Mike Aldrich who was black was called "Smokey". And one of our pile butts who stuttered badly was named "Smoothie".

When we worked in Australia, the locals spoke so fast and with such a thick accent that Pee Wee (whose real name was Henry) would call me in to translate "Australian" into English when he got frustrated trying to follow what they were saying. When one of our clients pointed out to him "We ARE speaking English" Pee Wee rasped in reply - "Then why the f*** can't I understand a g******n word you say?"

The only time Pee Wee called me by my real name was after he suffered a stroke (about 8 years ago). He had since retired and moved to Arizona. When I went in to see him, his wife woke him up and said - "Henry, look who's here to see you".

Pee Wee opened one eye and said, "Oh, hey Craig. You look fat." So much for the Hallmark moment.

I worked for that company for 20 years and to this day people still call me Skip. Most think/thought it was my middle name or something.

[Capray]

Uncle Fester and I go to the same barber.

OHHHHH. that IS Uncle Fester after all!