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Angel Shots- (if the sign is for all to see, your code is not so discreet)

Thursday, 12 August 2021, 21:30 BFH Uncategorized 31

I never heard of this before. I guess it’s worth posting, if it’s still “a thing.”

Frisco, Texas

31 Comments on Angel Shots- (if the sign is for all to see, your code is not so discreet)

  4. I’ve seen this sign before, on the internet, not in a bar, it’s not new.

    Turn about fair play, where is the drink for the guy that wants to ditch his date?

    I imagine guys are more apt to want some relief from an insufferable feminist, a woman that lied on her profile by about 50 lbs, or the ubiquitous phone leech, and desperately needs an instant bail.

    Any drink ideas?

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  15. He could order a “Hillary”.

    Neat-Hillary- Can I have one brown paper bag and instructions to the back door?

    Dressed-Hillary- If I get her outa here and find her a Lyft, you owe me free drinks for a month.

    With lime-Hillary- Please rescue me or I’m going to blow my brains out right here and ruin everybody’s dinner.

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  16. Years ago there was a story going around that if you were confronted by someone who wanted to commit a crime and wanted you to enter an alarm PIN, if you enter 911, the alarm company will notify the police.

    “Honest mister. My code is really 911.”

    The other story going around was to enter your code in backwards, as if anybody will be able to do that while someone is pointing a gun at them. Most people enter their codes in by habit and would be hard pressed to do it backwards in the best of times.

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  18. @Rich Taylor ~ a shot of ‘Play Misty For Me’
    a shot of ‘Fatal Attraction’
    a shot of ‘Bint’
    a shot of ‘Lyin’ Miss Moby Dick’
    a shot of ‘Entitlement’

    ‘neat’ = just turn on the electro-magnet & let all her face-piercing stick long enough to let me escape
    ‘dressed’ = run! those stretch pants are about to explode!
    ‘w/ lime’ = call the cops to return her to the zoo she escaped from

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  19. RadioMattM
    AUGUST 12, 2021 AT 9:56 PM
    “Years ago there was a story going around that if you were confronted by someone who wanted to commit a crime and wanted you to enter an alarm PIN,”

    …there is such a thing as a “duress code”, and its been around as long as safes and telephones. It usually doesn’t have to be anything specific, just a secondary number you pick that opens the safe or appears to disarm the alarm, but actually contacts a service silently that dispatches the police with an indication that you are being forced to operate it against your will, hence under “duress”. It appears to do what your captor wants so it mollifies and distracts them, but sets up a surprise in the parking lot later.

    There’s lower tech ways to achieve this too, like contacts in a cash drawer that can be made if a bill is removed from between them, but all of them require that you tell an employee how they work at some point and if you’re employee is the one robbing you or tipped off the person robbing you, all this goes out the window…

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  20. Isn’t this a way of skirting your duties?
    Perhaps, a way of sinking from your own responsibilities.
    Maybe admitting you require someone else to speak on your behalf?

    You are a pussy and need more experience before you are allowed to enter the world of grown-ups and self-sufficiency.

    Go ponder your ineptness and stay away from liberal propaganda.

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  22. janitor
    AUGUST 12, 2021 AT 10:38 PM
    “Hey young women, how about you don’t go to a bar to meet up with men you don’t know.”

    …ya gotta start somewhere, unless you find your siblings really, REALLY attractive…

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  23. Supernightshade — I’m sorta surprised by your remark. I mean, church is a great place to meet good people. Bars? Today? Probably a bigger gamble than when we were still dating.

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  24. I would not go to a bar to meet guys ever. The one place I see some decent guys is the gun range. Our ranges are about 90% men to 10% women. Seriously if he can afford ammo these days he has a job.

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  25. AbigailAdams AUGUST 13, 2021 AT 12:46 AM
    “Supernightshade — I’m sorta surprised by your remark. I mean, church is a great place to meet good people. Bars? Today? Probably a bigger gamble than when we were still dating.”

    …I do agree with you that bars are worse. When I was living in my old house where I had to drive past bars to go home, I once specifically thanked my wife for taking me out of the dating scene for good.

    The wife I first met in a bar.

    Let me explain.

    ….I was young once, did not know the Lord, and was also a problem drinker at one point in my life. I was somewhat recovering from that where I pick up this story and was just a “social” drinker, but still in sin enought that meeting females in bars just fit into who I was and what I was at that time, and it was definitely a better option than dating my sisters.

    See, it wasn’t too easy to meet womenz on the job when you’re a mechanic. Sure, there’s a few, but they’re mostly dikey (I have since found some FEW exceptions) and THEY are just about as interested in dating women as YOU are, so that’s not an option. Sure, there were some cute customers, but the Company generally discouraged you from hitting on the ladies who brought their cars to have their radiators serviced, on the theory that their husbands would prefer you not service their wives as well. Probably wise. I did meet a local TV personality in the garage that was REALLY hot once, but she wasn’t interested in peasants, but I digress…

    …also, while chicks DID dig firefighters in uniform, there were limited opporutuities to capitalize on THAT, FDs at the time were largely sausage fests so no co-worker opportunities and hitting on patients would just be repugnant and wrong (not to mention that you’d have to be SERIOUSLY perverted to find vomiting and bloody people in the least sexy), and all the cute young nurses at the hospital already had fellows, so this wasn’t somewhere I was going to find a date either.

    And the college chicks were just insane. Even then. No. Thanks.

    …anyway, so with THOSE options closed and the fact that at that point in my life I probably would have burst into flames had I walked into an actual Blood believing sanctuary which I had no interest in doing at the time anyway, I didn’t have a lot of other options BUT to go to the bar. It wasn’t completely bad though, as i said, I did meet my wife in one.

    Sorta.

    …see, one option I DID have was that my buddy was dating a gal who had a single cousin. Didn’t really sound like my type, but you know, what the hell, I didn’t have much going on in MY personal life and I was pretty busy what with a full time job, college, and taking 12 hour shifts of squad, so bring her on. (it should be noted that this was the waning days of my bar presense in that I was down to just an occasional beer with buddies. I would have been able to do NONE of those things in my blackout phase, nor would I have been interested in meeting another actual human being. God was working on me, though I didn’t know it then). For her part she had been a member of a good Christian church but due to some personal issues of her own (and just being a young woman), she was in a backslidden state when I met her, which isn’t something I was likely to help her with or even understand at that point in my life, but she hadn’t abandoned caution, so she agreed to meet this strange guy, but it had to be a public place, so a bar was selected through intermediaries.

    SOMETHING must have worked, because we just celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary.

    It does help that after all that, years of dating, a few years of marriage, and some really poor choices on my part that the Lord humbled me and then put her old pastor from her Blood believing church back in our lives and made me SO miserable in my sin that I HAD to seek the Lord in that church on that tear-stained altar, but that’s a different story for another day…

    …but on the subject of meeting women at church, it kind of needs to be a church with a younger membership. I’m crowding 60 and, apart from my Pastor, I’m the KID in MY little congregation. While a Harold and Maud thing would be possible between my 20ish son and one of the widowers in the church it isn’t really much of an option for a whole lot of practical and societal reasons, so its not a path that can be reasonably pursued in that particular institution. Godly though it be, young it is not, and I’m finding that’s a VERY commmon trend these days…

    …so now you know just a bit more of the tawdry SNS story. I was nothing but a sinner at one time, and an unrepentant one at that. It wasn’t until much later that the Lord granted me his mercy and brought me to my knees, so this really shouldn’t be that surprising to you. I am not a complete work now, the Lord still has to correct and convict me from time to time, and I can still hate and I do still curse, which doesn’t give glory to my Father. I am working on it as He is working on me. Fortunately, the Lord provides second chances for those of us that turned our backs on the religion of our parents, or I would literally not have lived to share this with you.

    I’m sorry if it is disappointing to you that I have not always been a godly man in my life and indeed am not where I should be now, but many are not. This is why the Lord calls upon us for forbearance at the sinful even as HE has forbearance of OUR sins.

    Because things change.

    HE can change them, and He wants to give us every opportunity to turn to Him.

    And this is how He chose to deal with ME.

    Had I not gone to that bar, I would not have met my wife.

    Had I not met my wife, I would not have met her pastor.

    Had I not met her pastor and got a card from him, I would not have known where to turn when sin caught up with me.

    Had I not known where to turn when sin caught up with me, I would have killed myself instead of getting saved.

    God has his ways. God is good ALL the time. God is working on us ALL the time though we may not even acknowledge Him. I write this to HIS glory, which I can only do because I met a woman in a bar one time.

    God bless,
    SNS

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  26. I don’t see the need.
    In all the movies, 98 lb women kick the dogshit out of 225 lb men regularly.
    Isn’t that sexist, or something?
    A woman needs a big, strong masculine (not necessarily male) beertender to protect her?
    Please. That’s so … 90s-ish.

    izlamo delenda est …

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  29. “discretely” lol…You buy ‘em books, send ‘em to college…

    I know, I know…homophones are sexist, but I’m not the one who’s a homophonophobe.

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  30. @ SNS
    Your story reminds me of my life.
    I met my wife through her brother at a party when she was backslidden. Then a few months of hanging out she had enough of me and went back to church. I followed and went to her to church. Sometime later I went to her mom’s house and saw the movie Jesus of Nazareth on TV in April 1976, and that started the burning question wanting to know if God was real, which somehow nobody could prove to me.
    But I had to know. It was tearing me up inside and I ended up going to her mom’s house in the middle of the night and she sat me down in a chair and asked me if I believed that Jesus was Lord and that he died for my sins. I didn’t want to say yes because I didn’t know that as a fact. But somehow in a few moments I managed to say yes with a grain of faith and from that second forward my life was changed forever I was so shocked I couldn’t eat for three days.
    My observation after all these years is the question is not whether we’re perfect, it is has my life been changed and is still changing. A changed life in the Lord is evidence of salvation.

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  31. Toenex AUGUST 13, 2021 AT 9:18 AM

    “…My observation after all these years is the question is not whether we’re perfect, it is has my life been changed and is still changing. A changed life in the Lord is evidence of salvation.”

    Thank you for your testimony and your statement of fact that you got a grain of faith that you’ve allowed to grow in your life. The Lord tells us that little grain is all we need…

    “And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.”
    Matthew 17:20

    …but I am an industrial electrician by trade, not a pastor, not an evangelist, not a theologian, so I cannot always put to words what I feel in my soul, what I know in my heart, the truth that walks by faith and not by sight.

    But I have found an anology from my oeuvre to work with.

    I’ve said I work with electicity, day in and day out, and have for years…but I’ve never SEEN it. I’ve never SMELLED it. I’ve never FELT it (yes I’ve been shocked but its not the same, I’ll get to that…), never TASTED or HEARD it, so I have perceived the actual fact of electricity with NONE of my senses.

    True, I have seen the RESULTS of electricty. I can SEE the arc it burns through the air, but since the wires do not glow, what I am seeing is not “electricity” itself but electricity burning the impurities along its path. I can HEAR the arc, but the wire is silent, so again its a result and not “electricity” itself. I can FEEL a jolt, but that’s electricity interacting with the water and salt and muscles and nerves in my body, NOT “electricity” itself. I can SMELL the ozone, but it doesn’t smell like that in the wire. As to “TASTE”, as absurd as that sounds, I found a paper once that said in the days before they had volt meters figured out that an electrician of the day might place the bare, engergized wires lightly on his tounge and try to impute the voltage by the “taste” he got from the vaporized salts and damage to his tounge (which might be why they went through a LOT of electricians). I suppose you COULD do that – I have not personally tried – but what you would taste would, again, be the RESULTS of the passage of electricity…not “electricity” itself.

    So if I can’t perceive “electricity” with ANY of my senses…how to I know it even exists?

    BY WHAT IT DOES.

    I can see where electricty, when I follow its rules, can light a light, turn a motor, power any machine, move very heavy loads or just turn a small fan. I can feel and hear its passage in the hum of a transformer and in sound devices powered by it, feel the heat put off as it passes through a resistor to warm my feet, smell the frowzy smell of burnt insulation when a wire overheats from an issue with a motor, and taste the acrid taste of that burnt insulation as I remove the bad wires in favor of the good.

    I know electritity is there because of what it DOES.

    I can tell if its NOT there, too.

    My light bulbs do not go away when there is a problem with a power pole somewhere. My fan is still there. My range looks just like it always does. But robboed of the potency of electricity, these things are left desolate, inanimate, useless for all intents and purposes. They cannot fulfil their destiny without it.

    And if I don’t respect it, it can do BAD things, too. It can destroy, it can maim, it can kill. It can even kill in its absense if it is powering a life sustaining piece of equipment. By its nature, electricity is more dangerous than the fire of Prometheus.

    …and as it is with electricity, so it is with the Spirit.

    I have no “sense” to allow me to perceive the Holy Ghost. I can’t shake His hand or see His face. I have no sensory “proof” that He’s there at all.

    But I can SEE what He does in my life, and in the lives of others.

    But I can HEAR the praises from the saved, about the gifts He has brought to their lives, how He has changed them profoundly and forever. I can hear His voice in my heart telling me to do or to let be, not always in accord with my will, but advice that always proves right.

    But I can FEEL Him move in me when I lift everything up to Him in prayer, and feel the peace only He can give me.

    But i can SMELL the scent of His creation in a new-fallen rain, a meadow growing under a swift sunrise, even in the scent of a newborn baby’s breath that has yet to be fouled with the evils of this world.

    But i can TASTE Heaven that, by His grace and with His strenght and for no other reason, is in my grasp.

    By these signs and so many others, by what He has wrought in your life, and by what you see Him work in the lives of others, you can be sure that God exists and that He is Lord.

    Because no OTHER force can be wholly good.

    But the Lord admonishes us to not rely on proofs. As he said to Peter;

    “15 He saith unto them, But whom say ye that I am?

    16 And Simon Peter answered and said, Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God.

    17 And Jesus answered and said unto him, Blessed art thou, Simon Barjona: for flesh and blood hath not revealed it unto thee, but my Father which is in heaven.”
    Matthew 16:15-17

    …and as he said to Thomas, who insisted on touching his wounds when he arose from the grave;
    “27 Then saith he to Thomas, Reach hither thy finger, and behold my hands; and reach hither thy hand, and thrust it into my side: and be not faithless, but believing.

    28 And Thomas answered and said unto him, My Lord and my God.

    29 Jesus saith unto him, Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed.”
    John 20:27-29

    …this is too long and I have not stated well, but I have stated as I know, and what I know is that the Lord is real, and that He is present, and that He will do all that He promises if only we follow Him, and that He will come again.

    And that is enough for me.

    We could testify all day, I could tell you what He has done in my life and you could tell me what He has done in yours, but this isn’t that kind of blog and it’s WELL into TL:DNR territory, so I will end here.

    By praising the mighty name of Jesus Christ, Son of God, Savior.

    God Bless,
    SNS

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