Some of you know my last name, others, probably not. Anyways, it's Dick. Yeah, I didn't choose it, blame immigration for screwing up the german spelling back when my ancestors came over.
Anyway, I ordered a pizza one night from Little Oven, gave them my name and all. So I went and picked it up, they do everything by last name there. So, this teenage girl behind the counter asks for my last name, I tell her, and then in a loud voice, she calls behind to the kitchen "Can I get Dick!" Obviously she wasn't thinking, and after she said it, she turned 3 shades of red.
Normally you would, but we were pretty slow today, and you were the only order at that time. I can usually peg which order goes with what person pretty quickly too.
No.. and no Harolds either. At least to my knowledge.
I've heard em all :pbpt:
Still, when people hear my name, I usually get a bunch of legitimate family questions like "Oh, do you know so and so? They live over in..." No, I don't know a lot of Dicks, we don't have family reunions, and barely any of that family stays in contact.
Do you at least smell like bacon and beer? That works for me too. :smile:
And I wasn't actually trying to be funny when asking KC if anyone was named Richard. It was a legitimate question so I could see what two parents with permanent slap marks on their face would look like. :smile:
so from the sounds of things we are all meeting at the Ramsey co. fair tomorrow well where are we meeting and at what time I dont know what time I will get off work!!!! but hay I am down for the tactetics and will be there!!! do they have a lmit on beers that you can have at the beer tent???? because some Co. fairs have stuff like that???? why would they do that!!! it just means I have to walk to the car and get more!!! :cool: :eyeroll: :sillygrin: :sillygrin: :sillygrin: :sillygrin:
Nope... My step-kids want my last name, but cannot be done until their 'father' goes away, or gives permission. Which I doubt he would do, not just for obvious reasons, but I broke his eye socket and I am sure he wants a remembrance of me every time he sees our kids...
I could have had that problem taken care of, but I am sure I would have had to return a favor... Neither of which is something I really want to have happen.
I know a buncha old time italian mobsters if it helps....
my grandpa was mafia affiliated....
I remember when I was little, he used to take me around to a buncha businesses in/around saint paul, and explain who did what, and how he knew them, and to keep it on the down-low from my mom and uncles and grandma and stuff...
I remember one time, he had said that someday I might have to know who these guys are, incase things needed to be taken care of.... and I had no idea what the hell he meant, at the time... :worried:
KC, Tim Allen's real last name is also Dick. are you related?
On the subject of "Dick" -
Many years ago there was a movie about Nixon that came out that was called Dick. The woman I was seeing thought it was really funny, so on a rainy day we went to see it in a really packed theatre. She thought it was so funny when she went up to the ticket counter and said "I need two Dicks."
What made it even better, was there was only one guy working the refreshment stand, and he was a big jerk to everybody in line. They had an advertisement for hot dogs, an inflatible oscar meyer, but it wasn't totally filled. So because the guy was a jerk, I had this exchange with him:
me: Hey, you've got a limp wiener.
him: What?
me: (louder) I said you've got a limp wiener!
him: excuse me?
me: (even louder) your wiener is limp! Right there, behind you. The wiener over the popcorn, it's not inflated the whole way. it's limp.
so what time is everyone meeting at the drunk tent???? I mean the fair!!! I have to go get my pay check mit be my last one from this job if it is I need to get my azz moveing to find a job!!!! like yesterday!!!
Penny and I are planning to watch Phat Pearl, so anytime they are playing is when we'll be there. I gotta check the website again for the time, but its in the evening and theyre still playing during the fireworks at 10:30 I think.
I'll be playing in the poker tournament. That damn me2 needs to be taken down a peg. Who does she think she is, being so nice to everyone and so friendly all the time. Grr!
nevermind. I can't say it.
sorry GB
when it wasn't busy, whomever would take the phone orders would call them out to the pizza maker.
one of the guys would ask us, as we hung up the phone, "whatcha got?"
and if one of us said, "a large sausage" or "a large pepperoni", he would say, "it sure doesn't show under that skirt".
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 Besides.. Cluey's a hottie :wink: I would be honored to be sniffed by him! :sheepish:
Some of you know my last name, others, probably not. Anyways, it's Dick. Yeah, I didn't choose it, blame immigration for screwing up the german spelling back when my ancestors came over.
Anyway, I ordered a pizza one night from Little Oven, gave them my name and all. So I went and picked it up, they do everything by last name there. So, this teenage girl behind the counter asks for my last name, I tell her, and then in a loud voice, she calls behind to the kitchen "Can I get Dick!" Obviously she wasn't thinking, and after she said it, she turned 3 shades of red.
Thats why we just have tickets! Besides the fact I know 75% or more of our customers when they walk in.
Poor girl though.. I can only imagine how embarrasing that'd be. Next time you order we can do a replay of that..
 :sheepish:
I thought it was funny I didn't have to give ya a name or anything to order, I figured it must be because it's a smaller place.
I've heard em all :pbpt:
Still, when people hear my name, I usually get a bunch of legitimate family questions like "Oh, do you know so and so? They live over in..." No, I don't know a lot of Dicks, we don't have family reunions, and barely any of that family stays in contact.
geez...that like people ask me what my middle name is looking for another k
but you gotta sniff me first, if you want to sniff her.
and I dont smell like pizza either :coolfrown:
rolling on the floor.. tears.
I don't know a lot of Dicks.. dying. dying... :pbpt:
On my drivers license tho - it just lists my first as my first / middle. '
And I wasn't actually trying to be funny when asking KC if anyone was named Richard. It was a legitimate question so I could see what two parents with permanent slap marks on their face would look like. :smile:
Bringing some "pop" with me.
The Cooler Crew thinks iceman is really cute!
:cool: :cool: :cool: :cool:
But he could just go away...
my grandpa was mafia affiliated....
I remember when I was little, he used to take me around to a buncha businesses in/around saint paul, and explain who did what, and how he knew them, and to keep it on the down-low from my mom and uncles and grandma and stuff...
I remember one time, he had said that someday I might have to know who these guys are, incase things needed to be taken care of.... and I had no idea what the hell he meant, at the time... :worried:
On the subject of "Dick" -
Many years ago there was a movie about Nixon that came out that was called Dick. The woman I was seeing thought it was really funny, so on a rainy day we went to see it in a really packed theatre. She thought it was so funny when she went up to the ticket counter and said "I need two Dicks."
What made it even better, was there was only one guy working the refreshment stand, and he was a big jerk to everybody in line. They had an advertisement for hot dogs, an inflatible oscar meyer, but it wasn't totally filled. So because the guy was a jerk, I had this exchange with him:
me: Hey, you've got a limp wiener.
him: What?
me: (louder) I said you've got a limp wiener!
him: excuse me?
me: (even louder) your wiener is limp! Right there, behind you. The wiener over the popcorn, it's not inflated the whole way. it's limp.
He started moving a lot faster after that.
However, I've never received a Christmas card from the guy, so I don't honestly consider him a relation.
That or else some Dicks are real idiots. :eyeroll:
Now settle down.