I Have No Opinion On Contracts Thread 2011 Edition Part A

[Dubey 1,035]

Apple TV isn't a service provider (yet). it is a standalone box with no monthly fee. I also have Bell expressvu, with the center ice package. I might just go with NHL gamecenter next year instead, depending on the quality.

[Zach6668 513]

Still getting used to my new apartment... it's been freezing in here the last few days, so I just turned the fan on, and like 8 minutes later it was 84 degrees in here... lol. It wanted me at 72, but that was way too cold. I think there's a draft in from outside, where it's -17 Celsius (vomit).

[wsox8 10]

Depending on your TV and computer, you can connect them with a cord that costs between $1-$10.My older brother's facebook status:"Puerto Vallarta is the gayest place on earth."Also, my older brother is gay.

HDMI CABLE or just use xbox 360 windows media section to watch them on your tv while the files are in your my videos folder.

[serge 904]

I have decided to not eat chicken for the year 2012...This all started where i have cut down on my chicken consumption the last few years, as it came down from my dad..He doesnt eat any chicken either..I think chicken is bad, and disgusting...This isnt an argument about health benefits and such, however chicken carries a lot of bacteria and I believe will one day lead to the extinction of man..Please dont go all mighty and argue this point with me..Main thing is no chicken for 2012..Since Im not a huge chicken fan it wont be that hard..I do partake once in a while in a chicken wing, but no big deal.I am also making enemies of most people who keep saying that aspartame will kill us..Well **** you all...I am going to keep drinking my coke zero and thats that..You can argue all you want that a regular coke is "healthier" than aspartame..thats a whole lot of bullshit...Sugar is bad for you, bottom line..The best is my cousins who made me a feel like a leper because I drink aspartame, smoke a pack of cigarettes a day and drink more than my friend Zachary from Ottawa..I have a friend, this is NO LIE, believes that the US government introduced aspartame to control the population growth.TRUTH, she believes it.

[troyomac 0]

You're crazy Serge. Doubt I could go a week without chicken.

[digitalmonkey 929]

I have decided to not eat chicken for the year 2012...This all started where i have cut down on my chicken consumption the last few years, as it came down from my dad..He doesnt eat any chicken either..I think chicken is bad, and disgusting...This isnt an argument about health benefits and such, however chicken carries a lot of bacteria and I believe will one day lead to the extinction of man..Please dont go all mighty and argue this point with me..Main thing is no chicken for 2012..Since Im not a huge chicken fan it wont be that hard..I do partake once in a while in a chicken wing, but no big deal.I am also making enemies of most people who keep saying that aspartame will kill us..Well **** you all...I am going to keep drinking my coke zero and thats that..You can argue all you want that a regular coke is "healthier" than aspartame..thats a whole lot of bullshit...Sugar is bad for you, bottom line..The best is my cousins who made me a feel like a leper because I drink aspartame, smoke a pack of cigarettes a day and drink more than my friend Zachary from Ottawa..I have a friend, this is NO LIE, believes that the US government introduced aspartame to control the population growth.TRUTH, she believes it.

Health-wise you would be better off giving up red meat, but good luck!

[serge 904]

Health-wise you would be better off giving up red meat, but good luck!

Yes Im aware..but that will be like giving up oxygen..Im considering it though.

[pezeveng 207]

my nephew just found out chicken is made from chickens and refuses to eat it now. My sister doesn't want to tell him where meat is from.

[digitalmonkey 929]

my nephew just found out chicken is made from chickens and refuses to eat it now. My sister doesn't want to tell him where meat is from.

LOLFor some reason that reminds me of the old Almondillo commercial where they talk about Almondillos being named as such because they are made of almonds and then asks what Turtles are made of.

[MapleLeafpoker 1,462]

Serge, your gonna have to tell me about these unhealthy dirty chickens. I eat a lot of chicken, its my murdered animal of choice.Happy New Year guys, all the best in the new year. I'm about to try and drink 2011 away.

[Zach6668 513]

What a terrible ****ing year this has been.Bring on 2012!

[serge 904]

Serge, your gonna have to tell me about these unhealthy dirty chickens. I eat a lot of chicken, its my murdered animal of choice.Happy New Year guys, all the best in the new year. I'm about to try and drink 2011 away.

Not a fan of the animal...Did you know 1.1 million Americans are seriously sickened by eating chicken every year..Cooking it is harder than other meats..FWIW I believe there are other unhealthy meat choices, but I just dont like eating chicken..Therefore I will start there..Happy New Year to all.My last post of 2011..See you next year everyone.

[Zach6668 513]

0.35% of Americans get sick every year from chicken? SHOCKING!I can cook chicken. I'm mildly retarded in the kitchen. It's not hard to not eat raw chicken.

[FCP Bob 1,320]

0.35% of Americans get sick every year from chicken? SHOCKING!I can cook chicken. I'm mildly retarded in the kitchen. It's not hard to not eat raw chicken.

I think it's usually from cross contamination.Somebody uses a cutting board to cut up chicken and doesn't clean up properly before cutting up the veggies etc.

[Zach6668 513]

So idiots are getting sick then?

[mrdannyg 274]

I think it's usually from cross contamination.Somebody uses a cutting board to cut up chicken and doesn't clean up properly before cutting up the veggies etc.

After university, I moved out to Halifax for a year because it was a place where my parents weren't, I just wanted to play poker anyway, and I pretty much only had one friend outside of school, and he was in Halifax and had an open room. In this house, there were 8 rooms. One room contained two people. This is a story of those two people, Stacy and Pete. Stacy and Pete used to cut up raw chicken directly on our kitchen counter, then not even wipe down the counter or knife. The guy always talked about liking his chicken 'blue' - like you'd cook a steak. The rest of us stopped even letting him eat that shit in the kitchen, though we didn't notice about them cutting it directly on the counter for a few weeks because they worked at a bar and used to cook at 4am when they got home. We only eventually noticed because that corner of the kitchen was where we used to spy on our hot neighbours who changed with their blinds open, and while jumping up on the counter to get a better angle, one of my other roommates sat in week-old raw chicken guts and his body reacted so quickly and violently to the poisonous intrusion that he'd shit his pants before any of us realized what happened.These same roommates had a bunny. They cleaned its cage regularly, but their room always smelled terribly. We later found out it was because, rather than throwing the cage cleanings out, they would just randomly stuff the bags in corners of their room, under floorboards, behind closets, etc. Why someone would do this IN THEIR OWN ROOM, I can't imagine. And this started 9 months before our lease was up, so wasn't a '**** you' to the rest of us.They also bought a puppy with a few months left on the lease. Named him "hogermeyer". Remember, these were two people, living together, in one room of an 8-room house. Might want to check with your roommies before buying a dog, no? Also, this 'puppy' weighed 40 pounds within 3 months. Don't know what breed, but it was a big dog. And it was a puppy who's owners couldn't even keep a friggin bunny cage clean, so housetraining him was out of the question. I don't think they ever walked him - one of us always let him out when he started whining. I lived on the main floor, and he was afraid of stairs - he pooped in my room more than once. Here is one typical conversation:ME: Hey, Stacy - you're dog pooped in my room again.STACY: Oh.ME: Again. Third day in a row. Getting annoying.STACY: Yeah...sorry.ME: ...STACY: *continues making lunch*ME: Are you or Pete going to go clean that up?STACY: Can you just grab it for me? Pete's out.Obviously, I did not. Funny thing was, she was super hot. I don't know why they're always the disgusting ones.Very sadly, the couple decided to break up a week before our lease was up. So they spent a few days packaging up each other's shit in garbage bags when the other was out. Not surprisingly, they didn't take the garbage outside, but instead let it pile up in their room. One night, with the rest of us asleep, they moved the 15 or so garbage bags downstairs. Left it all in the back corner of the kitchen, rather than outside, even though there was a garbage container out the backdoor, no more than 10 feet from where they left it. Then they went to work, leaving the rest of us with a kitchen full of week-old garbage. As this was unsustainable, and smelled like weeks old raw chicken, and of course, the garbage container was 10 feet away, we decided to just toss all their shit in the dumpster. I guess before they left, they'd told someone not to, because they still had to go through everything, as they'd made up, and wanted to get back some of the real stuff the other had thrown out. **** that. I pick up the first bag, bottom falls out, and a billion maggots cover the kitchen floor, followed by raw chicken smells and some dog crap.I walked back to my room, packed up my clothes and laptop and slept on a friend's couch for a week. That was the last time I agreed to live with people I didn't know.Denouement: after leaving that place, I felt so disgusting and all my clothes were so nasty that I pretty much threw everything out. That's a nice thing of owning only a laptop and a garbage bag full of clothes. Now, not sure if I've mentioned this before, but I was less than a female magnet until this point. When I was in grade 9, my mom was cutting my hair (bahaha) before my graduation (in Ontario, we 'graduated' from junior high'.) She forgot the attachment and shaved a bald spot up the back of my head. I went to a barber to get it cleaned up, and that was the last haircut I got until after the above incident. Which, you may recall, was after university. Close to 8 years without a haircut. I...was not attractive. I also had decided I didn't want to wear jeans like everyone else. Through the 6 years of junior high and high school, I did not own a pair of jeans. I wore flannel pyjama pants every day, with the occasional sweatpants thrown in. I had a pair of old ugly blue cords that I'd wear to family events, when my mother me. This didn't change in university - sweatpants every day, usually combined with an old t-shirt. Yes, this included going to bars, etc. I had a pair of stained khakis I wore for job interviews. I always brought my resumes in a portfolio so I could hold it over the stains. With my digusting long curly hair (usually unwashed and knotted), nasty sweatpants, a ballooning stomach (weighed 110 pounds starting first year, 140 by Christmas break) and ratty shirts, I was beating the women off with a stick, obviously. So, I feel so gross (sleeping on a couch for a week didn't help), that I threw it all out, bought some new clothes and got a haircut. It wasn't so much that I was tired of being a 23-year old virgin, I just felt like I didn't want to actively discourage women from finding me attractive. Also, no one told me jeans are crazy-comfortable.So now I'm wearing jeans and have a haircut, all thanks to the 0.3% of people who don't realize raw chickens have cooties. I meet the woman I will end up marrying less than a month later. And, since she is not a crackwhore, I can be confident that she wouldn't have given me a second look, had I not been cleaned up by that time.

[troyomac 0]

LOL great story!

[wsox8 10]

sweet story. I still don't wear jeans but somehow found someone that can put up with me. Guess I'm lucky

[Ottawa_Biatch 288]

MrDannyG that story is amazing. You're amazing. I have so many funny room-mate stories that I think you find similar. I lived with 9 people in a 6 bedroom house once. It was the worst.

[Babying 613]

DannyG you are a freak.

[pezeveng 207]

After university, I moved out to Halifax for a year because it was a place where my parents weren't, I just wanted to play poker anyway, and I pretty much only had one friend outside of school, and he was in Halifax and had an open room. In this house, there were 8 rooms. One room contained two people. This is a story of those two people, Stacy and Pete. Stacy and Pete used to cut up raw chicken directly on our kitchen counter, then not even wipe down the counter or knife. The guy always talked about liking his chicken 'blue' - like you'd cook a steak. The rest of us stopped even letting him eat that shit in the kitchen, though we didn't notice about them cutting it directly on the counter for a few weeks because they worked at a bar and used to cook at 4am when they got home. We only eventually noticed because that corner of the kitchen was where we used to spy on our hot neighbours who changed with their blinds open, and while jumping up on the counter to get a better angle, one of my other roommates sat in week-old raw chicken guts and his body reacted so quickly and violently to the poisonous intrusion that he'd shit his pants before any of us realized what happened.These same roommates had a bunny. They cleaned its cage regularly, but their room always smelled terribly. We later found out it was because, rather than throwing the cage cleanings out, they would just randomly stuff the bags in corners of their room, under floorboards, behind closets, etc. Why someone would do this IN THEIR OWN ROOM, I can't imagine. And this started 9 months before our lease was up, so wasn't a '**** you' to the rest of us.They also bought a puppy with a few months left on the lease. Named him "hogermeyer". Remember, these were two people, living together, in one room of an 8-room house. Might want to check with your roommies before buying a dog, no? Also, this 'puppy' weighed 40 pounds within 3 months. Don't know what breed, but it was a big dog. And it was a puppy who's owners couldn't even keep a friggin bunny cage clean, so housetraining him was out of the question. I don't think they ever walked him - one of us always let him out when he started whining. I lived on the main floor, and he was afraid of stairs - he pooped in my room more than once. Here is one typical conversation:ME: Hey, Stacy - you're dog pooped in my room again.STACY: Oh.ME: Again. Third day in a row. Getting annoying.STACY: Yeah...sorry.ME: ...STACY: *continues making lunch*ME: Are you or Pete going to go clean that up?STACY: Can you just grab it for me? Pete's out.Obviously, I did not. Funny thing was, she was super hot. I don't know why they're always the disgusting ones.Very sadly, the couple decided to break up a week before our lease was up. So they spent a few days packaging up each other's shit in garbage bags when the other was out. Not surprisingly, they didn't take the garbage outside, but instead let it pile up in their room. One night, with the rest of us asleep, they moved the 15 or so garbage bags downstairs. Left it all in the back corner of the kitchen, rather than outside, even though there was a garbage container out the backdoor, no more than 10 feet from where they left it. Then they went to work, leaving the rest of us with a kitchen full of week-old garbage. As this was unsustainable, and smelled like weeks old raw chicken, and of course, the garbage container was 10 feet away, we decided to just toss all their shit in the dumpster. I guess before they left, they'd told someone not to, because they still had to go through everything, as they'd made up, and wanted to get back some of the real stuff the other had thrown out. **** that. I pick up the first bag, bottom falls out, and a billion maggots cover the kitchen floor, followed by raw chicken smells and some dog crap.I walked back to my room, packed up my clothes and laptop and slept on a friend's couch for a week. That was the last time I agreed to live with people I didn't know.Denouement: after leaving that place, I felt so disgusting and all my clothes were so nasty that I pretty much threw everything out. That's a nice thing of owning only a laptop and a garbage bag full of clothes. Now, not sure if I've mentioned this before, but I was less than a female magnet until this point. When I was in grade 9, my mom was cutting my hair (bahaha) before my graduation (in Ontario, we 'graduated' from junior high'.) She forgot the attachment and shaved a bald spot up the back of my head. I went to a barber to get it cleaned up, and that was the last haircut I got until after the above incident. Which, you may recall, was after university. Close to 8 years without a haircut. I...was not attractive. I also had decided I didn't want to wear jeans like everyone else. Through the 6 years of junior high and high school, I did not own a pair of jeans. I wore flannel pyjama pants every day, with the occasional sweatpants thrown in. I had a pair of old ugly blue cords that I'd wear to family events, when my mother me. This didn't change in university - sweatpants every day, usually combined with an old t-shirt. Yes, this included going to bars, etc. I had a pair of stained khakis I wore for job interviews. I always brought my resumes in a portfolio so I could hold it over the stains. With my digusting long curly hair (usually unwashed and knotted), nasty sweatpants, a ballooning stomach (weighed 110 pounds starting first year, 140 by Christmas break) and ratty shirts, I was beating the women off with a stick, obviously. So, I feel so gross (sleeping on a couch for a week didn't help), that I threw it all out, bought some new clothes and got a haircut. It wasn't so much that I was tired of being a 23-year old virgin, I just felt like I didn't want to actively discourage women from finding me attractive. Also, no one told me jeans are crazy-comfortable.So now I'm wearing jeans and have a haircut, all thanks to the 0.3% of people who don't realize raw chickens have cooties. I meet the woman I will end up marrying less than a month later. And, since she is not a crackwhore, I can be confident that she wouldn't have given me a second look, had I not been cleaned up by that time.

So you were one of those guys that as soon as you got on the bus people would start saying "please don't sit beside me, please don't sit beside me"Also your grammar is amazing do you proof read this shit.

[mrdannyg 274]

So you were one of those guys that as soon as you got on the bus people would start saying "please don't sit beside me, please don't sit beside me"Also your grammar is amazing do you proof read this shit.

Baha, pretty much, yes. I should mention that for the last two years, I got on the bus every single day eating two plain waffles because I didn't have time to make anything and pop-tarts got suck in my teeth.My grammar is awful, but I did have fun writing that, so thanks. I don't proofread, but I did go back the next day and correct a couple typos that were bugging me.

[MapleLeafpoker 1,462]

Was that your 10,000th post Danny? :)Good stuff.

[digitalmonkey 929]

Great stuff, Dan. Thanks for sharing.A couple of thoughts:1. Marriage will be the hardest thing you will ever do. If you want it to work you will have to work harder at it then probably anything else.2. You will be a changed man when your baby arrives. It's the best. Try to slow it down and soak it all up. There's a reason everyone says they grow up fast. It's because they do. Enjoy the ride!

[mrdannyg 274]

Great stuff, Dan. Thanks for sharing.A couple of thoughts:1. Marriage will be the hardest thing you will ever do. If you want it to work you will have to work harder at it then probably anything else.2. You will be a changed man when your baby arrives. It's the best. Try to slow it down and soak it all up. There's a reason everyone says they grow up fast. It's because they do. Enjoy the ride!

I can't imagine how much everything changes with a baby. I've been trying, really hard, but it seems like one of those things you can't really get a good idea of until it is happening. I'm going to do everything I can to not be 40 or 50 and look back and wonder where all the time went...which makes it a certainty that that will happen!