Confab w/ Fro and Genre?

by genrebuster

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…long overdue, but it looks like Fro and I will meet in the city for an important confab on Saturday evening 3/26…you’re invited.

con·fab

informal

noun

noun: confab; plural noun: confabs

ˈkänˌfab,kənˈfab/

1.
an informal private conversation or discussion.

“they wandered off to the woods for a private confab”
North American

a meeting or conference of members of a particular group.

“this year’s annual American Booksellers Association confab”

verb

verb: confab; 3rd person present: confabs; past tense: confabbed; past participle: confabbed; gerund or present participle: confabbing

kənˈfab,ˈkänˌfab/

1.

engage in informal private conversation.

“Peter was confabbing with a curly-haired guy”

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10 Responses to “Confab w/ Fro and Genre?”

Fro Dog Says:
March 14, 2016 at 12:07 pm
“they wandered off to the woods for a private confab”

That’s a very creepy example. How about we just meet in a public place?

In all seriousness, about damn time. And for some of you folks still in Chicagoland, get your asses out for a change and join us. I can’t promise the rest of you bar skanks, but it will be a fun few hours.
genrebuster Says:
March 14, 2016 at 1:10 pm
…..how about “Dusty and Lovie wandered off to the woods….”
Fro Dog Says:
March 16, 2016 at 10:50 am
If you can add Kenny Albert to that example, I would prefer it. The Kiss of Death has called two Blackhawks’ games in the last week and both were losses. I feel like writing another post on this fucker. Yet, NBC is once again, fucking us over by putting this weasel on the call for the game on Sunday against the Wild.

I would threaten to punch this guy in the throat if I ever saw him, but I am afraid that some type of law enforcement would get notice of said threat. Oh, fuck, who am I kidding? Nobody outside of the few people we talk to on here reads this piece of shit website anyway.

Kenny Albert, I swear to God, I am going to punch you in your fucking mouth if I ever see you. If I happen to knock your teeth down your throat, you will have stick a toothbrush up your ass just to brush them. Save yourself the ass kicking and go walk onto the CTA Red Line tracks.
chucky Says:
March 16, 2016 at 2:39 pm
Damn Fro! ANGRY much?

Seriously though, great job. I’m proud of you.
genrebuster Says:
March 16, 2016 at 3:12 pm
chucky. ………..did YOU write that last paragraph (Fro’s last post)?
chucky Says:
March 16, 2016 at 4:24 pm
Genre…..no, but that sure sounds like me, doesn’t it? That’s why I’m so proud of Fro. It brought a tear to my eye.
Fro Dog Says:
March 16, 2016 at 5:48 pm
Well, this is what happens to me when I converse with someone such as yourself on an almost daily basis for the last decade. I am starting to turn into you. I am fearful. And thank you for the compliment. I am your protege, after all.

By the way, are you feeling any better for this weekend? I sent you back an email in return but wasn’t sure if you received the last one. Let’s go get some bar skanks!
genrebuster Says:
March 16, 2016 at 11:23 pm
chucky, you’re an excellent instructor.
chucky Says:
March 18, 2016 at 6:57 am
Thank you genre. I try to set a good example.

Fro….I’m sorry, but no I’m not. While the pain in my legs was fixed, my lower spine still feels like it’s broken, with the broken pieces rubbing together. It’s extremely painful, and I really am leery of trying to drive that far. At this point I’d be scared to even be a passenger. You guys go ahead, and pick up a skank and have a beer for me. Have fun men.
Fro Dog Says:
March 18, 2016 at 11:08 am
It’s all good, Chuckster. I was a dumbass and thought it was this weekend rather than next weekend. But if you change your mind by next weekend, let us know.