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RDCanecutter

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  1. Other Hezbollah, whose pager's didn't explode, ducking for cover as mob hunts for Israeli spies.
  2. A dozen helpful dudes standing around watching him bleed.
  3. I think if we get a SHTF, it's more likely to be a few specks flying at that fan, rather than a whole turd knocking the fan off the shelf and breaking it. Think slipping from present-day US to present-day... not even Mexico, maybe 1980s UK or Spain. Functional markets, maybe lots more walking and carpooling, eating more beans and rice. For a world-falls-apart extreme, you wanna be the well-digging man. Everybody will need that water.
  4. That's what my uncle said to me, when salesmen came to my high school trying to sell us 10K gold head-thumpers for 5 times markup.
  5. Not really a miner, but I threw a hundred bucks into Royal Gold a few months ago. Up to maybe 140 now. Take that, Buffett.
  6. Millennials don't really get dark humor, and Gen Z doesn't get anything, you just have to calm them, like panicked puppies. Eg: I once told a story from my Arrrmy days, where my buzzcut and boots (wore em all the time) would draw neo-nazis out of the woodwork like I was a nazi-magnet. But then I dryly added, I couldn't be a nazi because the uniform dry cleaning fees were outrageous. Some young bystanders demanded literal denial of nazi-hood or else they were going to punch me in the nose. I am not sure they knew how to make a fist. So I told them I wasn't, but in German. OK I lied about the German bit.
  7. ALMOST went and bought an ounce of silver last week, just for something to do. Mainly I like being a fly on the wall, watching folks come in and share the word on the street. (Yo.) But at these prices I am just not feeling it. Anybody else?
  8. Last few days I have been going less for distance and more for completion of my claimed domain. Gotten some odd looks as I noodle around parking lots and alleyways.
  9. Would be normal for a White Haitian. There are a few.
  10. Text Laura and type the message in Jive. It's kinda her thing now. [Damn I'm slow.]
  11. Assuming that the husband/wife team are relaying the Thoughts of Putin, maybe Soloyov's job (also under orders from Putin) is to argue against it, then lose the debate. Sort o' like a rehash of Hannity and Colmes of yore. Or good cop/bad cop, or professional wraslin. Pick your favorite drama.
  12. He is. He was telling me stuff about my granddad's college career. I knew that Billy McCanecutter played at Alabama for about a year, but I never saw his name on photos at the Bryant museum. Uncle says he was there under Wallace Wade, and played on the same team as Johnny Mack Brown. Granddad Billy told my uncle that he was the "other end," which maybe meant 2nd string? At some point Billy got his knee whacked backwards, and had to stop playing. Family lore has it that the school offered to let him stay on with a scholarship, but Billy said nope, he wasn't there to play school.
  13. I am going to visit family this weekend, and there's at least one cousin who gets rolling spouting Be Gone Forces of Darkess etc, she considers everything to be witchcraft while sounding like a Shakespearian witch herself. I asked her why she was slipping into faux-1600s English, she said because it was based on scripture. I asked her why she didn't use "thee" and "thou." Silence. It's a fairly big house, I can slip off and hang out with my uncle, who'd rather talk about airplanes.
  14. Most likely suburbanites get rid of everything that toads eat.
  15. We dragged into North Carolina pretty late one night and Bojangles was the nearest food place so why not, just needed calories. I asked them what their McNuggets were called and the kinda huffed and said "Chicken Supremes." A'ight how bout 5 of em. Paid for five, got up to the hotel, they'd put 7 of them in the box. And those motherfuckers are huge, 2 or 3 would be a small meal. We chowed down on a couple each, then flung the box in the room fridge and ate the rest for breakfast. With good biscuits too, for a low price. Would eat again.
  16. That trademark "puzzled but seeking answers" look that she puts on... it's the face of somebody who sat down in the stall and started blasting sharts, and then they notice the TP is all gone.
  17. OK, it's a common misconception that the front of his diaper is shit-filled. The feces in front mostly gets stopped by his cork-like nut-sack, maybe getting about halfway up before congealing in the matted hair and wrinkles. Loomer's job is to slobber on and clean the peen, which is constantly leaking urine. I haven't watched her technique lately, but I assume she laps up the liquid bits first, then peels off the rindy solidified dick coating that must stick to her molars like the hard part of a blood-booger, so she alternates between licking him then trying to dig the green remnants out of her own teeth. After 12 minutes of that, I imagine he achieves climax by peeing and farting, and that's where she gets her chin speckled with dried poo, but she can use the pulsating high-pressure pee (think of water through a small hose) to clean it off.
  18. Here you go. https://turing.plymouth.edu/~zshen/Webfiles/notes/CS130/PythonExamples/click.html
  19. Let me find a flannel shirt and tweeze out 95% of my mustache for the proper dirt lip ambience.
  20. I stayed in today from the drizzle, but did turn it on to preserve the streak. Yesterday my wife was free, so like good geeks we both powered up the app and swept the terrain between us and a local diner. When we got to unmapped land, I let her walk about ten feet in front so the family would earn more coins. Her coins plus Mine plus my cut of hers. On the way back we dorked out, walking on the sidewalk holding hand while leaning out from the middle with our phones stuck far out so as to cut a double swath of hexes. It actually worked. Best part was exploring an alley next to a parking lot. She burst into a frenzy, running a zigzag among the cars. I bellowed at her in my best Faulknerian 1920s pimp style, "Gawn Girl, You make me that munny Girl..."
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