Beware !!!

Is that .90 cpm before expenses? Or after expenses?

 

My guess is that you're attemptin' to turn the conversation around to be about you, .........
Aside from the captivating soap opera type of entertaining drama, who cares?

So far you've managed to avoid the gist of this thread and used it to brag about yourself and how competent you are compared to some others.
Dismount that white horse you rode in on and join the reality of normality with the rest of the commoners you've been tryin' to impress.
Impressions can go either way, ...... positive or negative.

YeaH
YeaH,
I know.
No need to elaborate.
Instead, tell me something I don't know.

But cha know, threads like this that are high in the entertainment value department are sure to have a rapid increase in the viewer's numbers category. Must be human nature, ya reckon.

Kinda like two NASCAR drivers who beat and bang each other's race car out on the track, at race speeds. The Brian, King of NASCAR, will eventually have 'em black flagged and ordered to head for the white trailer for a conversation with the officials about their "actions detrimental to stock car racing" for the feud they're engaged in with each other.
A feud that has an effect on attendance, ---- by sellin' more seats that would otherwise remain empty, --- which I assume you're aware is considered to be a loss of revenue for The Brian, --- as the definition of a NASCAR Fan is "A transportation device for a full wallet".
NASCAR is expert at emptying those wallets.

Considerin' how money hungry The Brian is known for bein', it baffles me how a feud is considered "detrimental" when it produces more of what The Brian loves and craves above all else, ......... well, ..... except for consumin' the Official Adult Beverage of NASCAR :smt030 --- free of charge, --- no limit, sort of a shared love with what was formerly known as a "sport", and has been re-defined as simply "entertainment". Big Business, and the drama that goes with The Brian's Big Ego,
What's not to like?

It's exactly the same thing here,
only different.

That bein' said, continue where y'all left off.
Just know that you're not bein' laughed with.
NopE!
It's more like bein' laughed at.:smt045 :smt081:smt044

This ends my digression.

Oh, so what? :smt117

 

I can't believe I wasted the time it took to read this stupid thread. And Shocky, I can't believe you took all the time to pen your long winded reply.

 

Now
Now,
Mi amigos, .............. let's cut the lady some slack and give her credit where credit is due. Bein' slightly more intelligent than most of us could ever imagine, with a business sense unequaled by the likes of most everybody who haunts this website, --- quite simply, she has it all figured out and knows how to beat the system and make bank. It all has to do with how the Big truck is obtained.
(It's a secret, so this is just betwixt y'all and me, OK?)
Don't'cha dare breathe a single word about how much smarter it is to lease a Big truck instead of purchasin' one outright.
YuP!
There ya have it.
Now ---- go forth and multiply that paycheck.

OH!
One more thang that might be worth mentioning, .......... when the lease is up on the Big truck, the new plan is to purchase it. So it can be considered to be owned by those who operate it for fun and profit, no doubt.

But I can't help but feel really bad.
No matter what I do, I can't resist thinkin' 'bout half nekkid young ladies, dancin' and prancin' to the beat of a different drum. Then, I look deeper into my vivid imagination and what do I see? The foxiest and most scantily clad girl gone wild, leanin' down to plant a kiss right on my twolips.
Then *PoP*!
She's gone before our twolips meet in a passionate liplock.
Bummers!

To make matters even worse, that heavenly image is replaced with overwhelming sorryness, 'cause I wish I could be as successful and smart and make the kinda money that only those smarter than I are capable of achievin'.
I'm in a major funk here.
How can a dude like me ever manage to shake it off
and get back to the image of dancin' girls. --:smt061-- drivin' ME wild?

I'm gonna go take a leak, ---- <------- MeN OnlY
an' see if that makes me feel any better.
It usually does, so I'm optimistic.

:smt023 Ahhhhhhhhh --- success. :smt080

 

Geez, what's with all the hostility?

 

I can't believe that you can't believe that I'd take the necessary time to right the wrong that's been goin' on while y'all weren't lookin'.

It's a thankless, dangerous assignment that I do in the best interest of those who appreciate The Trucker's Report and all it stands for. I could be doin' other thangs instead of dauntlessly defending the reputation of this wonderful website, created by the most intelligent man I've ever known.:smt027 :smt065

How'm I doin'?
How does my nose look?
Brown?
How brown IS it?
Really brown?
CooL.
Perfect.

How 'bout my beard?
See any crumbs in it?
How many?
Oh, no problemo.
That's an acceptable number.

WoaH!
Gotta go ---
I'm on again.

What it all boils down to is I knew the assignment would be dangerous when I took it. I ain't about to turn tail and give up any time soon. Failure is not in my vocabulary. I've never taken a dive for ANYone, but I might consider doin' that if the compensation is enough to make me feel good about such an action.
After all, I have an image to protect and a reputation to consider. ----->

Somethin' y'all might not know 'bout me, ---- now, mind you, what I'm about to reveal is just betwixt you an' me, 10-4? --- what I'm REALLY good at.
That'd be losin'.
YuP!
You read that right.
Believe it, or not.
It's what it is, not in my control.
It's like bein' on auto-pilot.

HaiL!
Would y'all believe that I literally spend hours every day tryin' to figure a way to win by losin'?
So far, I draw a blank.
I'm startin' to think it can't be done. But I'm known to do difficult thangs pretty quickly, ----- The impossible takes me a tad longer.
If I was smarter than I am, I'da figured this out by now, --- easy.

Unfortunately, about the only way I could be stupider, is if I was twins.
Good gawd!
Can y'all just imagine that?!
Tell me that ain't a scary thought.

Abandon that thought. :smt073
There's plenty of girls goin' wild to imagine instead.
And they ALL look marvelous.
See that one over there in the corner of the round room?
YeaH, that one. She's a looker, huh?
I think she thinks I'm hawt.

If she don't come over to this side of my imagination,
I imagine I'll have to meet her half way.

Oh My-0-My-0-MY!
Wouldja lookit that! :smt107
I bet she knows exactly what she's doin' when she bends over like that.
By golly, I've never laid my eyes on anythang more beautiful than those two, big round, all natural
earrings she's wearin'.

That's IT.
I can't stand to be exposed to any more of her teasin'.
I gotta go ask her if she'd be willin' to descend to the depths of my over-active imagination with me.
Quick!
Think what I can bribe her with.

No,
No,
I'm not convinced that violence is enough to sway her decision.
But, HeY!
I'll try ANYthang,
once.
Unless it works. Then I'd do it all the time.

Say WhaT?
I AM?
Really?
Nobody ever told me that before.

 

Once you get to know the place, and use the Ignore list judiciously, you can save yourself a lot of time and energy.

Although I see you've been here a while; I'd guess you know that there are a few that like to write epic novels; not necessarily best sellers though.