@kosar_for_president said:

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What? No, it's actually not a crack on Stan. I was copying Inspecta's sig and avatar (as everyone else was for a short time; you know, the body slam avatar?). It just so happens that our sigs are locked and you're not allowed to edit them, because I have tried to remove it.

But continue to jump to conclusions if it pleases you.

@grimmreaper3 said:

Also, I imagine I won't have many more posts before I am banned from here, so I wish you farewell.

Your sig is funny, money to start a board. I started one for $7.95 and 20 minutes of time for fun. Wow it's so hard.

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Also, I imagine I won't have many more posts before I am banned from here, so I wish you farewell.

@vaportrail said:

First few times I called, I got some foreign (Hispanic) woman answering the phone saying that he wasn't in. Not surprising, it was in between our 3-a-days and he was probably at work. I asked for his work number, the number that she gave me was to the Ravens' front office. I tried to think of a way I could prank them, but everything seemed like it'd get shot down pretty quickly. I call a few days later. A woman (sounds white, young, pissed off) possibly a wife, or mistress, or daughter... Anyways, I tell her my name's Rob from NFL Europe and that I wanted to talk to Art about a few prospects from the Barcelona Dragons. She gets pissed off, says he's not there and to call him at work. She gives me the same number.

So a day or two later, I call again, but at like 7 at night. This time a guy picks up. He sounds old.

"Hey Art, it's Rob! How ya doin?"

"Oh, hey Rob, I'm alright how about yourself?"

"I'm doing great! How's the family?"

"They're good, they're good..."

"So... Why'd you move the Browns?"

"...Who is this?"

Then the rest of the conversation up there happened.

First few times I called, I got some foreign (Hispanic) woman answering the phone saying that he wasn't in. Not surprising, it was in between our 3-a-days and he was probably at work. I asked for his work number, the number that she gave me was to the Ravens' front office. I tried to think of a way I could prank them, but everything seemed like it'd get shot down pretty quickly. I call a few days later. A woman (sounds white, young, pissed off) possibly a wife, or mistress, or daughter... Anyways, I tell her my name's Rob from NFL Europe and that I wanted to talk to Art about a few prospects from the Barcelona Dragons. She gets pissed off, says he's not there and to call him at work. She gives me the same number.

So a day or two later, I call again, but at like 7 at night. This time a guy picks up. He sounds old.

"Hey Art, it's Rob! How ya doin?"

"Oh, hey Rob, I'm alright how about yourself?"

"I'm doing great! How's the family?"

"They're good, they're good..."

"So... Why'd you move the Browns?"

"...Who is this?"

Then the rest of the conversation up there happened.