|
Post by geddyleeridesagain on Feb 2, 2022 0:26:43 GMT -5
Is today Barcelona Bob Throwback Day, or something?
|
|
|
Post by moneysonny on Feb 2, 2022 0:40:47 GMT -5
I'm working on my speech for tomorrow night. Tell me what you think. Here's the start,
"Friends, most of us have been together for several years on the same team now. We know each other well and have had some good fun and satisfaction as part of this volleyball team. We have been together with our kids winning several tournaments and finishing as a high nationally ranked team just last year. Those were some really special times that not everyone gets to experience. Our kids are friends and many of them have a bond that will carryon for the rest of their lives. All that is good and wonderful. You know my story and why I don't want to go to Philly and that I tried to get us in another tournament. But now it seems to have grown way past that where COVID-19 vax and masks or whatever you think you know that I should do is much more important than anything that has happened to date. I am not your enemy. Being a true Texan and not a newly transplanted cuck means that I don't just go along with carpetbagging stupidity from the TV. You all know that. When you were bitching about all kinds of BS, I agreed to take it to the coach because you were too chicken%*$# to do it. On top of that when that team/mob from Houston was about to kick out your cracker teeth and make off with enough Louis Vuitton and Gucci to start Two-Live Crew #2, I got in there and diffused it because in the 90s as a kid here in DFW you had to fight almost daily so I knew how to handle it. You didn't. We are from different worlds in that respect. The whole near-fight put some of you into therapy and several of you had to go clean out your pants. Based on the fact that you can't throw hands, it's remarkable that you have no problem getting in my face when all you can do is run your mouth. But even so I'm willing to just let it all go and move on if you are. I would like to think that based on our past you can get off my case about my daughter's COVID vax status. If not that's fine too. We would like to finish out this season but skip Philly. If we have to depart early then so be it. We won't compromise our principals. And yes we are forming a vax-choice club team for next year. This has nothing to do with the current club. It has everything to do with us securing for ourselves a means to keep playing volleyball going forward and not have some club schedule qualifiers in totalitarian regions of the USA especially when it's totally unnecessary."
|
|
|
Post by sonofdogman on Feb 2, 2022 1:37:34 GMT -5
That's just the start. I give it four stars. I can't wait for the finish!
|
|
|
Post by vbcoach06 on Feb 2, 2022 7:50:09 GMT -5
I'm working on my speech for tomorrow night. Tell me what you think. Here's the start, "Friends, most of us have been together for several years on the same team now. We know each other well and have had some good fun and satisfaction as part of this volleyball team. We have been together with our kids winning several tournaments and finishing as a high nationally ranked team just last year. Those were some really special times that not everyone gets to experience. Our kids are friends and many of them have a bond that will carryon for the rest of their lives. All that is good and wonderful. You know my story and why I don't want to go to Philly and that I tried to get us in another tournament. But now it seems to have grown way past that where COVID-19 vax and masks or whatever you think you know that I should do is much more important than anything that has happened to date. I am not your enemy. Being a true Texan and not a newly transplanted cuck means that I don't just go along with carpetbagging stupidity from the TV. You all know that. When you were bitching about all kinds of BS, I agreed to take it to the coach because you were too chicken%*$# to do it. On top of that when that team/mob from Houston was about to kick out your cracker teeth and make off with enough Louis Vuitton and Gucci to start Two-Live Crew #2, I got in there and diffused it because in the 90s as a kid here in DFW you had to fight almost daily so I knew how to handle it. You didn't. We are from different worlds in that respect. The whole near-fight put some of you into therapy and several of you had to go clean out your pants. Based on the fact that you can't throw hands, it's remarkable that you have no problem getting in my face when all you can do is run your mouth. But even so I'm willing to just let it all go and move on if you are. I would like to think that based on our past you can get off my case about my daughter's COVID vax status. If not that's fine too. We would like to finish out this season but skip Philly. If we have to depart early then so be it. We won't compromise our principals. And yes we are forming a vax-choice club team for next year. This has nothing to do with the current club. It has everything to do with us securing for ourselves a means to keep playing volleyball going forward and not have some club schedule qualifiers in totalitarian regions of the USA especially when it's totally unnecessary." I pictured this as if you were Maximus speaking to a crowd of people in the coliseum. "ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?!?!?" Why yes, I am
|
|
|
Post by nakedcrayon on Feb 2, 2022 9:34:41 GMT -5
Pretty good vocab for someone still in middle school. Good luck. Hope to play you guys next year.
|
|
|
Post by silversurfer on Feb 2, 2022 9:52:47 GMT -5
"Being a true Texan and not a newly transplanted cuck means that I don't just go along with carpetbagging stupidity from the TV. "
This CANNOT be real. Too many cliches in one sentence.
|
|
|
Post by moderndaycoach on Feb 2, 2022 10:30:48 GMT -5
"Being a true Texan and not a newly transplanted cuck means that I don't just go along with carpetbagging stupidity from the TV. " This CANNOT be real. Too many cliches in one sentence. None of it is real, and even though it's early in 2022 he should get troll of the year 22' flair. That is unless he comes back and posts a video of this parent meeting and speech. If this is real I very much hope this happens.
|
|
|
Post by hornshouse23 on Feb 2, 2022 10:38:59 GMT -5
Even though this thread is a bunch of horse hockey, the speech above reminds of an episode of the podcast Southlake. Highly recommend.
|
|
|
Post by n00b on Feb 2, 2022 11:04:07 GMT -5
I'm working on my speech for tomorrow night. Tell me what you think. Here's the start, "Friends, most of us have been together for several years on the same team now. We know each other well and have had some good fun and satisfaction as part of this volleyball team. We have been together with our kids winning several tournaments and finishing as a high nationally ranked team just last year. Those were some really special times that not everyone gets to experience. Our kids are friends and many of them have a bond that will carryon for the rest of their lives. All that is good and wonderful. You know my story and why I don't want to go to Philly and that I tried to get us in another tournament. But now it seems to have grown way past that where COVID-19 vax and masks or whatever you think you know that I should do is much more important than anything that has happened to date. I am not your enemy. Being a true Texan and not a newly transplanted cuck means that I don't just go along with carpetbagging stupidity from the TV. You all know that. When you were bitching about all kinds of BS, I agreed to take it to the coach because you were too chicken%*$# to do it. On top of that when that team/mob from Houston was about to kick out your cracker teeth and make off with enough Louis Vuitton and Gucci to start Two-Live Crew #2, I got in there and diffused it because in the 90s as a kid here in DFW you had to fight almost daily so I knew how to handle it. You didn't. We are from different worlds in that respect. The whole near-fight put some of you into therapy and several of you had to go clean out your pants. Based on the fact that you can't throw hands, it's remarkable that you have no problem getting in my face when all you can do is run your mouth. But even so I'm willing to just let it all go and move on if you are. I would like to think that based on our past you can get off my case about my daughter's COVID vax status. If not that's fine too. We would like to finish out this season but skip Philly. If we have to depart early then so be it. We won't compromise our principals. And yes we are forming a vax-choice club team for next year. This has nothing to do with the current club. It has everything to do with us securing for ourselves a means to keep playing volleyball going forward and not have some club schedule qualifiers in totalitarian regions of the USA especially when it's totally unnecessary." You spelled ‘principles’ wrong.
|
|
|
Post by Kingsley on Feb 2, 2022 11:09:52 GMT -5
Was that a pre-match hype speech or
|
|
|
Post by moneysonny on Feb 2, 2022 11:10:44 GMT -5
There's a few real Texans left but not many in DFW. They are all too old or dead for the most part. And I can see how we might look like some kind of cliche in this highly contrived world of conformity, cooking cutter houses, HOAs and chain stores. Hell, even my kids when we go up the ranch, they just have no damn clue what it's like to work. I mean work. You don't stop. When harvest starts you don't wait on the hail. Back in the 70s my dad was driving a truck similar to those Schwan Trucks they have today during the summer while he was in college. They had food and ice and suchlike. The deliveries went to businesses, and they ran rural routes once a week to keep farmers from having to come to town. The first stop he made on the rural route somewhere outside of Aubrey didn't even look like a house - it was a shack. He walked up to the door and there was a quilt hanging where the door should have been. So he knocked on the door frame and a woman said come in. He pulled back the quilt and stepped in onto a dirt floor where there were chickens having the run of the place and an old wood stove not well ventilated putting out way too much smoke. He started coughing and the lady said that if that didn't keep the place a little smokey then the skeeters would carry them off. There was no electricity, and it was kind of dark in there and when his eyes adjusted he saw a kid on a mattress on the floor/ground in bed with a hog. I'm talking a big field hog. The kid raised his head up and a hog turd was stuck in his eye and he scraped it off and it fell on the floor. And talk about stink you can imagine it. This was before welfare: yes there was some assistance but many didn't get it or know about it. And these folks lived a lot worse than the most broke people in our entire society today. My dad was feeling kind of bad for them and was thinking there is no way they can afford to buy anything. To his surprise the lady handed him a list and then walked over to a drawer that had literally thousands in cash in it and pulled it out and started counting. As she handed it to him she just said that's what it cost last time. Those are the kind of people that built Texas. Not those sheyot stirring Louis Vuitton mask wearing Karen's on my daughter's volleyball team. Case in point, we had a team get together at a parent's house and I parked my F-150 King Ranch truck out front. The Karen home owner had the nerve to say that I needed to move my truck because it didn't belong in front of fancy house like hers (paraphrase) but out in the county somewhere around livestock. They call these Frisco problems around here. Not real problems like my car cratered and I can't get another work and now can't get to work but contrived situations because your biggest concern of the day is getting to a nail appointment on time. God forbid someone desecrate her imagine of wealth / opulence. Needless to say we had some words, I left and picked up the women folks later, and if I had been twenty-five (25) that precious front yard would have been filled with some ruts. Then one of the team dad's (they left here and went back to Cal because it sucks so bad here culturally according to him) after they first got on the team was talking about being out on Lake Texoma. So I told him that I had a bass boat just to make conversation. He said oh a bass boat, I was talking about a real boat, you know a yacht. This dude was completely serious. So I said well I'm straight so I don't need a yacht and good luck filling it up with twinks. I guess this prick wasn't used to people calling his %*$# cuz he couldn't think of another thing to say and just walked off probably because it was true. I'm glad you made me remember all this because if push comes to shove I'm going to rip them all a new colostomy with some of this BS that they have done in the past as well. "Being a true Texan and not a newly transplanted cuck means that I don't just go along with carpetbagging stupidity from the TV. " This CANNOT be real. Too many cliches in one sentence.
|
|
|
Post by txvbcoach on Feb 2, 2022 11:14:47 GMT -5
I'm working on my speech for tomorrow night. Tell me what you think. Here's the start, "Friends, most of us have been together for several years on the same team now. We know each other well and have had some good fun and satisfaction as part of this volleyball team. We have been together with our kids winning several tournaments and finishing as a high nationally ranked team just last year. Those were some really special times that not everyone gets to experience. Our kids are friends and many of them have a bond that will carryon for the rest of their lives. All that is good and wonderful. You know my story and why I don't want to go to Philly and that I tried to get us in another tournament. But now it seems to have grown way past that where COVID-19 vax and masks or whatever you think you know that I should do is much more important than anything that has happened to date. I am not your enemy. Being a true Texan and not a newly transplanted cuck means that I don't just go along with carpetbagging stupidity from the TV. You all know that. When you were bitching about all kinds of BS, I agreed to take it to the coach because you were too chicken%*$# to do it. On top of that when that team/mob from Houston was about to kick out your cracker teeth and make off with enough Louis Vuitton and Gucci to start Two-Live Crew #2, I got in there and diffused it because in the 90s as a kid here in DFW you had to fight almost daily so I knew how to handle it. You didn't. We are from different worlds in that respect. The whole near-fight put some of you into therapy and several of you had to go clean out your pants. Based on the fact that you can't throw hands, it's remarkable that you have no problem getting in my face when all you can do is run your mouth. But even so I'm willing to just let it all go and move on if you are. I would like to think that based on our past you can get off my case about my daughter's COVID vax status. If not that's fine too. We would like to finish out this season but skip Philly. If we have to depart early then so be it. We won't compromise our principals. And yes we are forming a vax-choice club team for next year. This has nothing to do with the current club. It has everything to do with us securing for ourselves a means to keep playing volleyball going forward and not have some club schedule qualifiers in totalitarian regions of the USA especially when it's totally unnecessary." I pictured this as if you were Maximus speaking to a crowd of people in the coliseum. "ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?!?!?" Why yes, I am with a Trump 2024 shirt and 'Murica flag waving behind him.
|
|
|
Post by Kingsley on Feb 2, 2022 11:15:11 GMT -5
What was in my bran muffin this morning
|
|
|
Post by isaacspaceman on Feb 2, 2022 11:24:51 GMT -5
I'm working on my speech for tomorrow night. Tell me what you think. Here's the start, This is barely disguised racism, referring to a “team from Houston” wanting to steal things from “crackers” and start a rap group. I don’t care if it’s sincere or a troll, this has no place here. I reported it and I hope you will too.
|
|
|
Post by silversurfer on Feb 2, 2022 11:28:55 GMT -5
There's a few real Texans left but not many in DFW. They are all too old or dead for the most part. And I can see how we might look like some kind of cliche in this highly contrived world of conformity, cooking cutter houses, HOAs and chain stores. Hell, even my kids when we go up the ranch, they just have no damn clue what it's like to work. I mean work. You don't stop. When harvest starts you don't wait on the hail. Back in the 70s my dad was driving a truck similar to those Schwan Trucks they have today during the summer while he was in college. They had food and ice and suchlike. The deliveries went to businesses, and they ran rural routes once a week to keep farmers from having to come to town. The first stop he made on the rural route somewhere outside of Aubrey didn't even look like a house - it was a shack. He walked up to the door and there was a quilt hanging where the door should have been. So he knocked on the door frame and a woman said come in. He pulled back the quilt and stepped in onto a dirt floor where there were chickens having the run of the place and an old wood stove not well ventilated putting out way too much smoke. He started coughing and the lady said that if that didn't keep the place a little smokey then the skeeters would carry them off. There was no electricity, and it was kind of dark in there and when his eyes adjusted he saw a kid on a mattress on the floor/ground in bed with a hog. I'm talking a big field hog. The kid raised his head up and a hog turd was stuck in his eye and he scraped it off and it fell on the floor. And talk about stink you can imagine it. This was before welfare: yes there was some assistance but many didn't get it or know about it. And these folks lived a lot worse than the most broke people in our entire society today. My dad was feeling kind of bad for them and was thinking there is no way they can afford to buy anything. To his surprise the lady handed him a list and then walked over to a drawer that had literally thousands in cash in it and pulled it out and started counting. As she handed it to him she just said that's what it cost last time. Those are the kind of people that built Texas. Not those sheyot stirring Louis Vuitton mask wearing Karen's on my daughter's volleyball team. Case in point, we had a team get together at a parent's house and I parked my F-150 King Ranch truck out front. The Karen home owner had the nerve to say that I needed to move my truck because it didn't belong in front of fancy house like hers (paraphrase) but out in the county somewhere around livestock. They call these Frisco problems around here. Not real problems like my car cratered and I can't get another work and now can't get to work but contrived situations because your biggest concern of the day is getting to a nail appointment on time. God forbid someone desecrate her imagine of wealth / opulence. Needless to say we had some words, I left and picked up the women folks later, and if I had been twenty-five (25) that precious front yard would have been filled with some ruts. Then one of the team dad's (they left here and went back to Cal because it sucks so bad here culturally according to him) after they first got on the team was talking about being out on Lake Texoma. So I told him that I had a bass boat just to make conversation. He said oh a bass boat, I was talking about a real boat, you know a yacht. This dude was completely serious. So I said well I'm straight so I don't need a yacht and good luck filling it up with twinks. I guess this prick wasn't used to people calling his %*$# cuz he couldn't think of another thing to say and just walked off probably because it was true. I'm glad you made me remember all this because if push comes to shove I'm going to rip them all a new colostomy with some of this BS that they have done in the past as well. "Being a true Texan and not a newly transplanted cuck means that I don't just go along with carpetbagging stupidity from the TV. " This CANNOT be real. Too many cliches in one sentence. Yeah...no way this is real.
|
|