Posted on 05/08/2016 1:21:20 PM PDT by paladinan
I'm sure this will garner the usual percentage of ribbing, scoffing, etc., but: Jim, could you please delete my account?
Apparently, I've outlived my welcome, and I'd rather not add any more aggravation to anyone else (including myself, in all honesty). Sorry to those who were upset; no permanent hard feelings, I hope.
I feel so sorry. Who the heck are you?
Why not simply stop posting?
They all fail. Every one. 100% failure rate in opus point-making so far, at least in my opinion.
I missed that one. What a party that was!
Hello, I must be going.
My particular habit is writing ‘ya’ll’ instead of ‘y’all’. .....Mine is writing “ You all GD ***88ing 8888Ho8l88es who don’t understand I AM KING.” But other than that, I’m quite agreeable.
Why? Did you think that my dream was not worthy of your attention?
So I had obtained a license from PBS to have Big Bird broadcast major league baseball games. I thought it was a great idea to bring in the younger crowd. As we all know, the MLB audience is aging and he younger generations are not cottoning to baseball as we did in our youth.
Remember how we used to collect baseball cards? That does not happen any more. I used to go to the butcher shop down the street when I was a child and collect their empty cardboard boxes that would hold the long slabs of American cheese. Those were the perfect size for holding baseball cards and I had a lot of baseball cards.
I used to get the Topps baseball cards that were a dime a pack. Remember how they used to come with the stick of bubble gum? I never liked that gum. So I would always remove the gum and stack it up on my bookcase. Once the stack of bubble gum got really tall, I would shove the stack into my pocket and take it to school. Then I would set the stack of Topps bubble gum someplace random in the school. I'm sure the janitors would wonder who the heck would just put a stack of uneaten bubble gum at a random place in the school? Well that was me. And I was never caught. No video cameras in those days to catch me.
Damn those baseball cards. I thought someday I would get rich because I had these rookie cards of players like Thurman Munson, Carlton Fisk, Luis Tiant and Mark Belanger. But those baseball cards amounted to squat. I join the Marines and while I'm in boot camp, my mother cleans out my bedroom and sells them all at a yard sale. Can you imagine that? What a rotten deal for me.
I had a lot of baseball cards too. Thousands of them. I guess my mother thought it was a waste of money. She also got rid of my record collection. Vintage Led Zeppelin, Aerosmith, Kiss, Peter Frampton, Pink Floyd and Montrose albums, all gone, gone, gone.
I come back from boot camp and my room is completely empty except for a bed. Do you think my mother was trying to deliver me a message? Yes, message received loud and clear. I went back to the Marines and never came home again.
And here you are today, leaving the Free Republic? What is wrong with you anyway?
If ‘she’ started posting so early,
then ‘she’ was either Jeb Bush, Ted Cruz, or Paul Ryan, secretly lurking.
The answer is the same;
lead, follow or get out of the way.
The latter.
I remember this particular thread got out of hand with the keywords.
Lmao
When did the meaning of opus change from a musical composition to a bloggers Parthian shot?
We'll never find out now.
WOW!!!
has there ever been a good opus on FR?
You opus writers are doing it wrong. Instead of an opus, you should just stop posting and then try to sell your account to the Uniparty. They will then be able to use your account for whatever nefarious purposes they may have.
Short, to the point, and graceful. All in all an excellent opus.
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