purplekow

Well English works best for me. i am conversant in Spanish. I have the French skills of a reasonably intelligent 5 year old native French speaker. I understand slowly spoken Italian. I can say "hello" "I am well" "lie down and spread your legs" and "pain" in Chinese.

I also loved this scene but I also loved the scenes with "stupefying Jones" Miss Julie Newmar in all her glory, so clearing I had a lot going on in my head and my pants.

Likely not doing a Solo flex now

Robert Conrad from the Wild Wild West and Baa Baa Black Sheep and of course the EverReady Battery Commercials where he dared you to knock this battery off of my shoulder. http://xa.yimg.com/kq/groups/4139269/homepage/name/homepage.jpg?type=sn

The hard wants what the hard wants.

Season ending episode was very well done. Loose ends nicely tied up. Sue Sylvester has a heart, who knew.

Loved the Dad. Loved the scene. Ultimately Loved the Dress.

I prefer briefs because it gives a nice outline of the cock and balls, but in this case, there is not that much of a view, so go for the guy in the briefs as he seems hotter to me.

I don't know if I have the name correct, but there was an act on the Ed Sullivan show, Damien and Pythias, who were to very muscular gymnasts. The larger more muscular of the two would lift the smaller one who would assume all types of off positions requiring strength and balance. Similiar to today's Circ du Soleil. They wore skin tight leotards and had magnificent oiled bodies. At age 12, I found them irresistable. I guess I should have known I was gay then, but I think lots of 12 year olds were fascinated by muscular men. (or maybe it was me and I just assumed everyone else was similiarly enthralled)

Watching Idol and Glee DVR Lost Would do it the other way around but to do that I would have to figure out how to set my DVR which was set to record Lost long ago.

There is nothing stopping him from returning to golf. He can play any tournement he likes. How his game will be, well that is another matter

No he wants to be the winningest golfer with the most Grand Slams. He wants that for him and posterity. The money matters. The money almost always matters. There is the rare case of the computer zillionaire giving away money at a record clip but then again, it is going where he wants it to go. So he wants a legacy and he wants his money. He is grovelling for the money. The legacy would be his if he played. Of course, that legacy will now always have an asterisk. Tiger Woods great golfer but greater cad.

All he has to do is go back to playing to get back on the tour. What he is grovelling for is his endorsement money. He cared very little about his fans before all this. He would barely acknowledge people unless there was a camera around., So this PR hype is only to get the fan as buyer back. The fan as rooter for him, he could care less.

Ah somethings never get old. Let the fireworks beging.

"Excuse me, I just peed on your foot" he said aimlessly.

What is a 5 letter word for puzzle, he asked cryptically.

Haven't we been pun-ished enough? Apparently not.

At least 9 different women and one ongoing affair. This is a pattern of behavior and not an innocent mistake. Whether it deserves this type of retribution from his sponsers is another discussion but he brought this on himself because he couldnt keep his club in his bag.

To paraphrase: The kitchen's a bit hot, I am headed to the porch for a lemonade and will be back to the kitchen when dinner's done and its sitting on the plate." See you at the Masters or is the US Open first?

Advertisers don't always forgive sinners. Not nearly as much Kobe business as their was pre-Colorado. Magic Johnson, haven't seen much from him since HIV diagnosis. Mark McGuire is hardly a familarly face nowadays. Granted some of these guys were already past their prime when the scandal hit but I think the advertises can see that this is a case of the American people having a Tiger by the tale and so we will not be seeing advertising to the level of his previous stripe.

The issue is not that Tiger Woods is a role model, rather that by selling his face, his name and his endorsement, he has basically sold himself to the public's scrutiny. Having done so, he should not contend that something such as this accident is not the business of the public. Whether it is or not, when he signed on the dotted line for all those bucks, he also signed for all these prying eyes. No one was digging up his mistresses until he ran over the fire hydrant.

Once you say yes, you are not only a "smart business man" you are the spokesperson and endorser of each of those products. As such, you are no long Joe Schmo professional golfer, you now are paid to be the face of that product. Selling your face comes with an public obligation. If you don't want the prying eyes, don't sell yourself to devils of publicity. As for me, if it did say yes, I would expect people to be nosing around even so far as to have them discover and report that I was indeed "purplekow".

Aren't they asking to be role models when they accept millions of dollars in endorsement money? If he were just a golfer, without his face on ever thing from golf balls to underwear, then you could venture that he is not asking to be a role model. Once you allow yourself to be used to advertise your brand of sanitary napkins, breath strips or floor cleaner then you have indeed set yourself up as a role model.

I don't know it the lie is unplayable, but a lie it seems to be. If there was a simple explanation, why would Woods choose to involve a lawyer, evade the police and choose to make a statement on Facebook. I don't find his wife breaking a window with a golf club all that unusual, any more that I would find it unusual for the wife of a pro bowler to use a bowling ball to break a car window. But I agree, there is more to this story than we have heard. More to the story than we will ever hear is my guess. IF I were a fiction writer of detective novels, my detective would put the story together like this. Tiger and wife argue. She gets angry and grabs a golf club. He goes to leave the house as he will stay in a hotel until she calms down. She follows him out of the house and when he gets into the Escalade and turns it on, she swings and smashes the window. He tries to speed away and loses control and runs over the fire hydrant and into the tree. She runs to help him as her anger turns to fear.

The Request I recently read In another thread Of a kind heart desiring Before eternally retiring For a poem to be written To him by one smitten And though I'm not a suitor true While waiting for one I hope this will do. Ode to Greatness Many people pass through our knock a day lives Relatives, neighbors, friends, their wives. One moves through leaving ne'er a trace of himself One thunders by, porcelin falls from a shelf One touches a heart, a soul, a mind One has words redemptive, supportive, kind One leaves us empty, tear stained remorse One vaguely recalled, the better course? One invokes spring with flowers and rain One mourns our passing with flowers and pain One has our love and holds it relentless One is our friend and sees in us Greatness Last Lines Please oh Please solve this mystery Whyever did Hallmark fire me? Was it that my poem's rhyme Was a meter or two, or three out of time? Was it that my verse was too treacly Or suggested sex, well indirectly. Was my work just that not good? Its a mystery to me. Solve it if you would. Par I am not feeling up to par, means you are not well But in golf par is average and below par is swell. You hardly hear a golfer cheer three over par So if I am under it must mean I will go far. The parity has me silly as a goose And so I depart to join Dr. Seuss.