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UP AGAINST THE WALL AND ASSUME THE POSITION! YOU'RE BUSTED! It's "a lot".

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He could have implied that both Madonna and the other poster were involved in some type modeling. This particular poster probably started car modeling prior to 1978, when the Material Girl embarking on a short-lived career in armpit hair modeling. So, referring to this poster as a "pre-madonna' would be factually and technically correct, Your Honor.

That would be me. I used the slang term "street creds" (street credentials), a quality that makes you likely to be accepted by ordinary young people who live in cities because you have the same fashions, styles, interests, culture and opinions. Usually done by some geek from a cul-de-sac community in the middle of NorthSouthWestWiscoTuckyBraskaVaniaGon for three reasons: 1. To impress their friends back home 2. To impress the residents of their new neighborhood in a high crime area (which they moved to because of the cheap rents) that they are "down with it", "being real" and are embracing the local street culture 3. An attempt to prevent a beatdown and having their Macbook and iCrap devices stolen by those same residents who think they're full of cr ap. Nine times out of ten, it doesn't work. They end up getting ripped off and go back to that cheap tenement apartment only to find that somebody broke in and cleaned the place out. There was a blogger who called herself "Becoming Brooklyn". This steam shovel-jawed cankle queen proclaimed herself a seasoned, hardcore city rat after three months here. BB would give tips to, heh, "newcomers" on how to survive in the city, prattle on about the most ridiculous things like being able to buy loose cigarettes ("loosies") at the corner bodega, the best authentic gluten-free New York pizza and so on. One time, she was babbling on about the goodie basket full of "New York" treats she received. This was too good to pass up. I asked her if there was any "Coney Island Whitefish" included. If you aren't familiar with the term, google it. You'll get a good laugh. Anyway, she replied, "No, there isn't; but, it sounds delish!" Not too long afterwards, she shut the blog down.

There was A 1962 film, "Creation of the Humanoids", which broached the same subject.

"Michaleski" doesn't sound Japanese, either. That is my friend Steve's last name. His mother is Japanese.

Never was into steampunk.

Gee, I forgot that gem. Once again, thanks. "war room", "bunker mentality", "spending time in the trenches", "'targeting' clients", "sales forces" and other pompous, exaggerated corporate jargon borrowed from the military and liberally thrown around by beta males (Definitely not directed at you, Rob. You know the types. They're in every suit and tie environment.) in order to reinforce their non-existent masculinity, establish their tough guy creds and to impress their fellow testosterone-deficient co-workers malingering around the latte machine. Anything that Bob Costas says or writes. Would it be asking too much for him to get lockjaw?

My old boss, Donald Drunk likes to throw around "amazing" and "tremendous" to describe anything and everything, including his hair.

Let's not forget the latest favorite of politicians and media talking heads who want to sound like they're "hip" and "with it" - "Boots on the ground".

I believe that dubious honor goes to the F-104 Starfighter, the flying brick with a 20' wingspan. It wasn't called the "Manned Missile" for nothing. In addition to a lousy glide ratio, the only gliding it would do is from the time a pilot noticed a dead engine to the time he punched out.

Thanks, Rob. That annoying phrase will cost you six months on the rock pile. "Safe home" - Usually uttered by some stuffy, bald-headed, William Kunstler doppelganger wearing Ben Franklin specs and a sweater vest to someone exiting an "Amherst Class of '62" Alumni Association soiree Core values - favorite of any office seeker who possesses none to begin with, which is why he's running in the first place "Vintage ______" - Euphemism for useless dreck that was pulled out of the trash before the garbage truck makes its rounds and is sold in a "vintage boutique", another overused euphemism for junk shop, for obscenely ridiculous amounts of dough Man up - only when stimulated Safe space "Houston, we have a problem" - No, man. YOU have a problem! "____gate" - just crawl into a hole with this catchphrase and die. Equating every scandal with the break-in at the DNC offices in 1972 is beyond preposterous.

I agree with you, Bill. It makes me cringe to see that people have lost the ability to speak and write in proper English. It's like people are devolving and using Nadsat or Newspeak. How about the use of apostrophes to denote the plural form of a word?

Like, Yah. "Awesome" - a superlative which has lost it's impact. Everything isn't "awesome". "I could care less" - Well, I couldn't care less. Any noun or adjective preceded by "so" "Gun to head" - Make a quick decision. If I was in that situation, I'd tell you anything you wanted to hear. Think outside the box "It's not rocket science/brain surgery" "My two cents" - Keep'em. You might need them. "Think of the children" - any politician tossing that beaten-into-the-ground cliche around should be boiled in oil. "I'm just sayin" - Please, don't. Viral "Epic" - see "Awesome" Curated Artisanal Organic Locally sourced Handcrafted Game changer No brainer Deal breaker Yada, yada, yada Blase-blase - it's "BLAH,BLAH, BLAH!", pinhead. "But, wait...there's more!" Classic Fair trade "Totally ______" - used in conjunction with "Awesome" and "Epic" Pre-owned - what's wrong with saying "used"? That's what it is. Caregiver - used to be plain old "nurse". Does that make a historian a "Rememberer"? Healthcare provider - Is there a doctor in the house?

One of my favorite bands, man.

Illesheim, to be specific, 1/6 INF (Mech). They were in Crailsheim when you were there. Were you Signal Corps? Norby, aka Capt. Kirk/McKenzie/Bluto, was one of a kind. On Tuesdays, his place was closed. He would make the rounds to gasthauses and bars from Obernzenn to Ansbach, usually destroying the establishments in the process. The owners didn't mind because he always wrote out a check to cover the damages. His famous sign-off line, before passing out, was. "I am finished. I am full." This is "Kirk" and his family. He used to be twice the size you see: See where the accordion is hung on the beam? That's where the TV used to be. Norby flung the TV through the window on the left in the photo:

That's funny but not surprising, Richard. Does she know what the record player is for? When I was in grade school, the nuns always called it a "Victrola". Sr. Philemona, who looked like Ernest Borgnine in a habit, predated the discovery of fire. It's a shame people use bank/debit cards to pay for everything now. It's almost impossible to find an errant sawbuck lying on the sidewalk anymore. A few years ago, my kid found a fifty while we were walking through Brooklyn Bridge Park. The little son of a......gun beat me to it.

$1.79 at the Sonomax in my neighborhood and $3.59 at a Mobil station on 11th Ave. in Manhattan. Go figure.

Could be that or it's a pretty ingenious cover to burglarize the house.

You got everything but the kitchen sink int this one.

My friend Norbert owns a gasthaus in a town called Obernzenn, near where I was stationed in the early '80s. He had a Grundig color TV mounted on the wall opposite the bar. Since he usually couldn't remember where he last left the remote, he'd grab his key ring and do exactly what you said. My friends and I would P.O. the oldtimers watching soccer matches by shaking our keys and changing the channel. Then they would shake theirs and change it back. Then we'd do it again. After a while, it would sound like sleigh bells in the place. One day, after an extended key concert, Norbert went over to where the TV was, yanked it off the platform, threw it through the window and announced, "Time to buy a new television."

That's what my folks called the icebox, the "frigidaire". I still do on occasion. I still hear people in the neighborhood refer to discount stores as "five & tens". OT: remember the old electro-mechanical TV remotes? They made a loud metallic clunk when you pressed the buttons. When I was twelve, my friend Junior found one in his basement. He brought it outside and started playing around with it. We were walking up the "yavnya" ("Avenue" to non-Brooklynites. It was always "walking up the yavnya", even if you were really heading south. Go figure ) and Junior was monkeying around with the remote again. As he pushed the buttons, the car we were standing next to, I believe it was an older Chrysler, cranked up. There was nobody inside. We split real fast. Later on that day, we went back to where the car was parked and it was still in the same spot. So, Junior pulled out the remote; pushed the buttons and the car started up again. To this day, I wonder how that was possible.

ACK!!! The first "Buy Now" price is half the original sticker price of the real thing.

I get a kick (and slightly annoyed by their lack of knowledge about the difference) when people under a certain age refer to films, like old newsreel footage and such, as "videos".