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Judge Roybeanbag

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  1. You missed the part about shares decreasing. There’s where you fall down. The American middle class isn’t fucking shares, sure, they have some stake in retirement accounts. But they want wages, and equivalent earnings, nobody in that sector gives a fuck about anything this guy is talking about. They want money.
  2. Butch Merrit, one of the old time posters from Austin 360 passed away, he was a fun fellow. If you ever spent time at Poodies, you would have met. Butch. RIP brother.
  3. Bless all you guys. I had my prostate biopsy today. I’ve had more stuff stuck up my ass the last few days than Liberace on a Saturday night. Will know in 10 to 14 days what’s up. Hopefully you won’t see me on this thread other than repping folks.
  4. Try having a dad who went to Rice. I didn’t know if I was taunting kids or getting the fuck beat out of me.
  5. Then what would you post on Facebook/ Nextdoor? Must I think of everything for you?
  6. Mind you, HEB makes a delicious version of Steak-um, as someone said mixed with smoked provolone and the frozen fajita veggies it slams.
  7. POS rep for canned biscuits. Life is too short to cut shortening!
  8. I was actually at that game. No shit. Field trip from school yielded a bonus.
  9. That could be on my tombstone. “Never had the makings of much of nothing” 😂
  10. Not enough people hate Ted Cruz. Let that sink in.
  11. Also to Mr. Street, did you even bother to graduate? Be careful, otherwise you’ll end up as a huckster air conditioner salesman.
  12. Also excited for my younger kids, who hated voting for an old white dude. No offense Bernie! Let’s kick some motherfucking GOP ass to the curb, with the trash where it belongs!
  13. Ok, Kamala is a fucking ok, and I’m excited to vote!
  14. The guy actually vomiting on third base convinced me I was an outfielder. Yep.
  15. Yep, I spent my time in right field, figuring out just how big of a bubble I could make with hubba bubba grape. When that ball came my way, I was completely unprepared.
  16. I had nothing but open field and the falling safety just punched that loaf of bread right out of my arm. Story of my life.
  17. You can make it. Brown Cedar cut opened up about 15 miles down, with the last storm. It’s still about 4’ deep and you can’t drive to Mitchell’s Cut anymore.
  18. Whoops, but, but that would be like the dog catching the car, like you did with abortion. Go ahead, fuck around, find out.
  19. No, I’m the pope. You can find me in the pizza!
  20. I had a similar experience in football, I broke loose and was a step away from scoring a winning touchdown, and this motherfucker dove at me and punched the ball out. Summary of my life is like a fucking peanuts cartoon and I’m not Lucy.
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