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As someone who just came back from a 2 week excursion with his wife I can tell you that you should never let your wife pack. We got 2 kids, one 3 years and one 4months so a lot of room already wasted.
We were going to Germany so one condition was that we must have room for booze to bring back. He also had to bring a stroller as well as a travel bed for the small one...
The good thing is we drove a Volvo v70. The bad thing: All the stuff.
She packed perhaps 50% clothes than necessary. Brought more toys for the large kid than absolutely necessary. She brought the kid's kick bike as well as helmet + joint protection. And knickknacks that it drove me mad. At every location we came to all had to be unpacked and then packed again.
If she is a royal grumpiness now see how fun it is when she is stressed out because you had to leave your hotel or where you visited over an hour ago and still haven't puzzled everything in to the car.
If they say that you should never work with animals and children I say you shouldn't travel with wife or children. Vacation is supposed to be relaxing...
And I only got one 24pack of beer with me back.
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A man in the middle ages became fed up with humanity and decided to spend the rest of his life in a monastery. The abbot warned him that he would have to take a vow of silence and live the rest of his life as a scribe, to which the man replied, "No problem. I'm sick of talking."
Ten years went by, and the abbot called for the man. He told him that he was a model monk and perfect scribe, and that they were very happy to have him. As per their tradition, he was allowed to say two words. Asked if he had anything to say, the man nodded and said, "Food cold."
The abbot sent him on his way. Ten years later, he was brought before the abbot again and once again told how pleased they were with his performance, and that he was again allowed two more words if he so chose. The man said, "Bed hard," and was sent back to work.
Another ten years went by, and again the abbot sent for the man, telling him that he was the best monk they had ever had, and that he was allowed another two words. The man nodded and said, "I quit." To this, the abbot replied in a disgusted tone, "Doesn't surprise me. You've done nothing but complain since you got here."
/ravi
modified 14-Jul-15 10:28am.
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Kinda started with the punch line there buddy
modified 15-Jul-15 9:54am.
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Fixed. Please rename the title of your post. Thanks!
/ravi
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Stop complaining!
It was broke, so I fixed it.
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complete with boxers, shirts, sweaters, jackets, and something for the missus - Nudge, nudge. Wink, wink. Say no more.
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Auric Goldfinger wrote: something for the missus
A Codeproject gag is a great idea.
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Don't forget the mankini!
Microsoft ... the only place where VARIANT_TRUE != true
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I'm trying really, really hard to forget the mankini.
You may have set me and my therapist back several years...
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I am soooo glad you got rid of that thing, Griff. It took years of shock therapy to erase the image!
Will Rogers never met me.
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Does your Missus happen to like photography?
The United States invariably does the right thing, after having exhausted every other alternative. -Winston Churchill
America is the only country that went from barbarism to decadence without civilization in between. -Oscar Wilde
Wow, even the French showed a little more spine than that before they got their sh*t pushed in.[^] -Colin Mullikin
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Great minds have the same meme...
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Colin Mullikin wrote:
Does your Missus happen to like photography? |
Yes, part of the reason why I used the line.
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Is your missus a goer, eh?
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Auric Goldfinger wrote: and something for the missus - Nudge, nudge. Wink, wink. Say no more
a code project tray for carrying in the sandwiches and beer while you are up late coding at night?
I have changed my suggestion based on Argonia's[^] post below. I'm not very good with blood especially when it is my own
I think a nice box of Bob shaped chocolates would be just right.
[edit - post changed based on valuing my body parts all being within a relatively close distance to each other and Argonia's post below...]
“That which can be asserted without evidence, can be dismissed without evidence.”
― Christopher Hitchens
modified 14-Jul-15 8:29am.
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GuyThiebaut wrote: a code project tray for carrying in the sandwiches and beer while you are up late coding at night?
Now that would be nice to have.
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GuyThiebaut wrote: carrying in the sandwiches and beer
Real coders want pizza, Doritos, coffee, and beer (or possibly whisky)
You are looking for the Ballmer Peak[^] here...
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I prefer the Vilmos Plateau, once you get there you keep the level topped up for however long it takes*.
* 30 years give or take a hangover
veni bibi saltavi
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OriginalGriff wrote: Real coders want pizza, Doritos, coffee, and beer (or possibly whisky)
You forgot the GIN and bacon! And here is the place to mention chocolate. You really don't want to see an angry female developer on chocolate abstinence. Its not pretty and all that blood is hard to clean up. They still haven't found the bodies.
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Nah, computers and bacon butties don't mix - the fat messes up the hardware. Eat the butties in the kitchen, and then come back to the work!
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With enough practice and washable keyboards you can master the complex art of infront-monitor eating. Basically you can eat and drink everything!
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I would like to see a Code Project liquor line...
Anything that is unrelated to elephants is irrelephant Anonymous
- The problem with quotes on the internet is that you can never tell if they're genuine Winston Churchill, 1944
- I'd just like a chance to prove that money can't make me happy. Me, all the time
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