Somewhere I still have a copy of a humorous and effective Risk Management / Safety Brief entitled “Avoiding the Area of Maximum Badness.” It was of the same vintage as Dr. Frank Dully’s iconic “Sex and the Naval Aviator” Brief.
In any event, despite the obvious attractions, getting involved with twins, sisters, cousins, or even best friends simultaneously OR sequentially*, generally falls solidly within the Area of Maximum Badness. Like many other popular fantasies it’s not like it is in the movies….
*This is one of those special cases of logic (or perhaps illogic) where the Boolean AND function and the Boolean OR function turn out to be mathematically equivalent. I’d leave the proof to the student as homework, but you probably wouldn’t survive.
October 5, 2022 at 12:07 am
Fox2!
Lord, help the mister who comes between me and my sister. And Lord, help the sister who comes between me and my man.
Rosemary Clooney, Sisters
This is going to cause more confusion, even of it’s actually Jeff and not Mari..
IIRC, it was Mari’s “departure” more than her “arrival” that rocked Jack’s world.
October 5, 2022 at 10:00 am
ULTRA-MAGA TOP DAWG JTC
Yeah, I think his “thing developed” during and/or after the “incident”.
And who can blame him, the lucky yet endangered little bastard?
Nevertheless, it’s wise if a little cruel, for Jeff to reflect the attributes of the boy’s proper girlfriend and not have him gaze longingly at the beauty and splendor of the C cup and the slenderer hips of the “I’m not bad I’m just drawn that way” sultry blue-eyed twin…
No Bob, as referenced above, it’s just a manipulative device. Jeff, Javier, Elon, and Trump are full of that stuff.
In real life (can a ‘toon be RL? This one is pretty close!), our little blue-eyed honey is still the somewhat more petite version of Mom, and inherited (?’s) piercing blue eyes and chestnut hair too, love it.
Jeff is really doing Jack’s girl with the hair and eyes are a disguise. He oughta be mighty happy with that…until, you know, the ‘rents get ahold of him.
Um, I’m wondering just where and exactly how Jeff acquires his databank of shape-shiftying parameters and posing instruction guide? Does Javier’s inventory have some kind of imitation holodeck for training purposes too?
Enough with the girls, just look at that ’64 Baby Blue Series 62 Caddy convertible. Growing up, we had two baby blue and one harvest gold Series 62, ’64 Sedan Devilles. Carter spread bore 429’s and the harvest gold had posi. My dad couldn’t understand how we were going through a set of Polysteel Tiger Paws every six months. i was only borrowing it for dates, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
Spin
P.S. Support BCE, he was blindsided by the TN judicial system yesterday.
Spin, that Caddy is of the feminine persuasion too…ain’t she purty?
Mine was a ’63 coupe de ville in white; her name was Cassie.
Bought her In ’79 from a customer of my brother’s tire shop in West Palm Beach from an old Jew who bought her new. Like new in and out, but with a cracked manifold and and the sound that goes with that, but it actually ran well enough that she was my ride that year down to the Hollywood Sportatorium to see what turned out to be my last live rock concert, as I got my family back from a year-long separation right after. But that ride was so cool, and that concert was so blastingly guitar awesome, those girls could (and can!) rock your socks off.
When the gold and silver biz collapsed that time in ’81 and with no extra bucks to bail her out, I gave the keys over to the owner of the warehouses where I had a lot of stuff that I needed more than a nice car that needed serious engine work…hope she had a good life after that.
Forgot to say the concert was Heart! Well worth the risk of a breakdown!
October 5, 2022 at 5:59 pm
Spin Drift
Love me ’60’s Caddies. I really like the coupes but the sedans had a bigger back seat play area as the front seat didn’t go as far back. I also put Gabriel helper/sway control shocks on the back of the Harvest Gold one and that gave it a really cool rake, rear to front. I also put that one on my mechanic friends euro-car chassis dyno. Pegged that thing at 300 lb-ft right off idle. Ran on premium and if there was a little judicious use of the loud pedal it would get 10mpg.
Spin
October 5, 2022 at 8:52 pm
Too Tall
Spin Drift, BCE,
Prayers continuing for Papi, Gigi, and Adriana Grace.
Dunno, if I hit a nice lottery, I’d be wantin’ this Caddy, 1960 maybe? restomod the brakes, suspension, AC and drive-train and gas mileage be damned! https://i.redd.it/5ocgru0nz6161.jpg
or this one if you follow Hoovie’s Garage on youtube. https://youtu.be/ocktJ4d6F3g?t=36
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This has got to be pure torture for Jack.
You just know He’s thinking “TWINS!!!”
Somewhere I still have a copy of a humorous and effective Risk Management / Safety Brief entitled “Avoiding the Area of Maximum Badness.” It was of the same vintage as Dr. Frank Dully’s iconic “Sex and the Naval Aviator” Brief.
In any event, despite the obvious attractions, getting involved with twins, sisters, cousins, or even best friends simultaneously OR sequentially*, generally falls solidly within the Area of Maximum Badness. Like many other popular fantasies it’s not like it is in the movies….
*This is one of those special cases of logic (or perhaps illogic) where the Boolean AND function and the Boolean OR function turn out to be mathematically equivalent. I’d leave the proof to the student as homework, but you probably wouldn’t survive.
Lord, help the mister who comes between me and my sister. And Lord, help the sister who comes between me and my man.
Rosemary Clooney, Sisters
This is going to cause more confusion, even of it’s actually Jeff and not Mari..
Off a bit Jeffy, titties are way too Samm-y for the blue-eyed petite twin.
Maybe that’s a defense mechanism as I recall Jack having a thing for her too?
Did Jack “have a thing” for Mari, or was it that “Oops, I’m so clumsy!” stunt she pulled in front of Sam and Mia?
Clumsy. She claimed.
“Clumsy”
-Yeah. Right.
Zar Belk!
IIRC, it was Mari’s “departure” more than her “arrival” that rocked Jack’s world.
Yeah, I think his “thing developed” during and/or after the “incident”.
And who can blame him, the lucky yet endangered little bastard?
Nevertheless, it’s wise if a little cruel, for Jeff to reflect the attributes of the boy’s proper girlfriend and not have him gaze longingly at the beauty and splendor of the C cup and the slenderer hips of the “I’m not bad I’m just drawn that way” sultry blue-eyed twin…
Where can I get a Jeff?
They say that if you want to see what your future wife will look like in 25 years, just look at her mother now.
Go … Jack … go …
Kinda looks like the other daughter got a rack upgrade!
damn speech bubble!!
No Bob, as referenced above, it’s just a manipulative device. Jeff, Javier, Elon, and Trump are full of that stuff.
In real life (can a ‘toon be RL? This one is pretty close!), our little blue-eyed honey is still the somewhat more petite version of Mom, and inherited (?’s) piercing blue eyes and chestnut hair too, love it.
Jeff is really doing Jack’s girl with the hair and eyes are a disguise. He oughta be mighty happy with that…until, you know, the ‘rents get ahold of him.
Um, I’m wondering just where and exactly how Jeff acquires his databank of shape-shiftying parameters and posing instruction guide? Does Javier’s inventory have some kind of imitation holodeck for training purposes too?
By touching the subjects, same as the T-1000.
Why did that make me think Jeff ‘felt her up’?
Enough with the girls, just look at that ’64 Baby Blue Series 62 Caddy convertible. Growing up, we had two baby blue and one harvest gold Series 62, ’64 Sedan Devilles. Carter spread bore 429’s and the harvest gold had posi. My dad couldn’t understand how we were going through a set of Polysteel Tiger Paws every six months. i was only borrowing it for dates, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
Spin
P.S. Support BCE, he was blindsided by the TN judicial system yesterday.
Spin, that Caddy is of the feminine persuasion too…ain’t she purty?
Mine was a ’63 coupe de ville in white; her name was Cassie.
Bought her In ’79 from a customer of my brother’s tire shop in West Palm Beach from an old Jew who bought her new. Like new in and out, but with a cracked manifold and and the sound that goes with that, but it actually ran well enough that she was my ride that year down to the Hollywood Sportatorium to see what turned out to be my last live rock concert, as I got my family back from a year-long separation right after. But that ride was so cool, and that concert was so blastingly guitar awesome, those girls could (and can!) rock your socks off.
When the gold and silver biz collapsed that time in ’81 and with no extra bucks to bail her out, I gave the keys over to the owner of the warehouses where I had a lot of stuff that I needed more than a nice car that needed serious engine work…hope she had a good life after that.
Forgot to say the concert was Heart! Well worth the risk of a breakdown!
Love me ’60’s Caddies. I really like the coupes but the sedans had a bigger back seat play area as the front seat didn’t go as far back. I also put Gabriel helper/sway control shocks on the back of the Harvest Gold one and that gave it a really cool rake, rear to front. I also put that one on my mechanic friends euro-car chassis dyno. Pegged that thing at 300 lb-ft right off idle. Ran on premium and if there was a little judicious use of the loud pedal it would get 10mpg.
Spin
Spin Drift, BCE,
Prayers continuing for Papi, Gigi, and Adriana Grace.
Jack veut un menage-a-trois avec Kiko et la fille de la machine…
Dunno, if I hit a nice lottery, I’d be wantin’ this Caddy, 1960 maybe? restomod the brakes, suspension, AC and drive-train and gas mileage be damned!
https://i.redd.it/5ocgru0nz6161.jpg
or this one if you follow Hoovie’s Garage on youtube.
https://youtu.be/ocktJ4d6F3g?t=36