AO: We are back from the dead... again! After an 18 day outage, we are finally alive and well. Who knew how complicated updating software/databases from 2008 would be. I still have alot of tweaks to make, but my main goal was getting everything patched and updated to 2026.
Vbulletin 6 has changed alot since 2008 so we will have a ton of new features to dig into.
Congrats!
I hear they don't bounce well, so be careful about slick floors.
Also, I hear they keep well if you put them ion the fridge right after opening.
When I was little, I used to wear these dinky cowboy boots, as I'm sure a lot of the guys here on AO did. I'd play everywhere with them. Especially in the mud. At the young age of 5 or 6, I had no comprehension of how a vacuum works, or suctions.
I stepped into a deep mud puddle, and had trouble pulling my feet out. I looked up to my Dad for help, and I asked him, 'Dad, why is it hard to pull my feet out of the mud?'
He replied--I kid you not-- with, 'Those are the Demons pulling you down'
OMG I laughed so hard people are walking over here to make sure I am okay. That is hilarious. It reminds me a lot of my dad. One time I told him I couldn't sleep because there were monsters in the closet. So he hid in there one night and jumped out with a Satan mask on.
"If we aren't supposed to eat animals...why did God invent BBQ sauce?" - Army AO Feedback
OMG I laughed so hard people are walking over here to make sure I am okay. That is hilarious. It reminds me a lot of my dad. One time I told him I couldn't sleep because there were monsters in the closet. So he hid in there one night and jumped out with a Satan mask on.
One Christmas I recieved a fake, plastic bokken style sword thing.
Of course, being the swashbuckling young lad I was (and still am, thank you every much), I demanded a duel from my Father. He explained that he had no sword, so he should use mine. I turned him down, but gave him the sheath to it.
He asked me to wait a moment while I stood poised, ready for a fight.
He dropped his hands to the waistling of his shirt, and explained that he needed to take off his shirt to fight me.
As he was explaining this he quickly whacked me across the face/head with the sheath, leaving a nice red mark on me for the rest of the day.
For the rest of my young life, I learned all of the tricks of being a total dick.
I love that man so much.
One Christmas I recieved a fake, plastic bokken style sword thing.
Of course, being the swashbuckling young lad I was (and still am, thank you every much), I demanded a duel from my Father. He explained that he had no sword, so he should use mine. I turned him down, but gave him the sheath to it.
He asked me to wait a moment while I stood poised, ready for a fight.
He dropped his hands to the waistling of his shirt, and explained that he needed to take off his shirt to fight me.
As he was explaining this he quickly whacked me across the face/head with the sheath, leaving a nice red mark on me for the rest of the day.
For the rest of my young life, I learned all of the tricks of being a total dick.
I love that man so much.
Thats what the first kid is for, to see what works and what doesnt, by the second child, you're prepared somewhat, and if you choose to keep going, you either need to rethink your protection choice, or you've got the whole parenting thing down to a system
/or your name's derek and you suck at teh life
When I was little, I used to wear these dinky cowboy boots, as I'm sure a lot of the guys here on AO did. I'd play everywhere with them. Especially in the mud. At the young age of 5 or 6, I had no comprehension of how a vacuum works, or suctions.
I stepped into a deep mud puddle, and had trouble pulling my feet out. I looked up to my Dad for help, and I asked him, 'Dad, why is it hard to pull my feet out of the mud?'
He replied--I kid you not-- with, 'Those are the Demons pulling you down'
I stopped playing in the mud after that day.
My Dad was awesome on so many levels.
my dad is wierd, he acts like my grandma, and she dosen't like me. He dresses wierd too.
Thats what the first kid is for, to see what works and what doesnt, by the second child, you're prepared somewhat, and if you choose to keep going, you either need to rethink your protection choice, or you've got the whole parenting thing down to a system
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