RDCanecutter

Yeah, @Dnaguy you had me nodding until the very last word. My hope is that Tommy leaves his phone on a restaurant table and some young rascal empties all the Putin Bucks out of his Venmo.

Pretty cool. I could cover the subtitles and follow the simple stuff, but when it takes off in a random direction it's like being on the end in a game of crack-the-whip. Odd that he'd say it's as different from English as Japanese, couldn't have meant that literally because there are tons of common vocab, sometimes borrowed, sometimes deep from thousands of years ago, or from midway sources like French or Norse that also influenced English.

The smart money is spending $20,000 on tattoos because to get them they have to skin your entire body. Back to prepping, any list that doesn't start with "Lots of Friends" and "Hand-pumped Water Well" is a list of junk that people will scavenge off of your body. Preppers don't seem to think about making friends for some reason. That's assuming Mad Max levels of Mayhem. But SHTF could have lots of notches that it hits before swirling into complete cannibalism. [Bubba Gump Voice]You got your mild depression SHTF. You got your Mexico in the 1980s bottom-falls-out-of-the-currency-but-you-still-can-catch-a-taxi SHTF. Then they's Hurricane Katrina SHTF cept spread over a whole state or two. Some folks like gang-infested Honduras SHTF, but you can still go on Mercado Libre in Honduras and buy a sun dress, if that floats your boat. They's Venezuela SHTF, then they's Somalia SHTF and Eastern Ukraine SHTF, where I think the shit gets all over you no matter which way the fan is pointed. Anyway, long story short, all y'all old fat fucks gon die.[/BGV]

Barron needs to bring some good into this world by following DeSantis around and standing next to him.

*I* wasn't the one crying, and you know you're not getting invited back to movie night, right?

"SHE CAINT SAY THAT-- THAT'S CONTEMPT OF COURT CUZ SHE'S TRYIN TO TIMIDATE HIM"-- the checkout line of a Northwest Georgia Walmart.

It sounds like y'all have a delicate ecosystem where any interference would result in collapse and extinction. I should pass anyway. I am looking for a simple waterproof box that rolls so I can transport art. Something dripping sexxay like a Honda Element.

1. Closest I got to the landlord game was teaching College Orientation for new students (who probably have a story about where the rent money went.) My first lesson to them was "Show Up," and everything else was padding so I could draw a check. 2. I also dipped my toe into that world a while back offering to buy gold and silver. You'd be amazed at how much gold and silver there is in the world. This steel chain is silver. Those Canadian dollar coins from last year are gold. Why do you want to cheat us. 3. How much does he want for the Grand Cherokee?

I had the opposite happen in Laredo. I was coming back over on a scooter, both lanes towards the USA packed, and a Mexican taxi driver wondered why I was waiting in line, on a scooter I should just cut around everybody. So I did. Crossed the whole damn bridge driving around the parked cars. I got to the agent, and she said (in Spanish) "I'm gonna talk to you in Spanish because I get the impression you understand it."

Welcome to Twinkytown Dinnah Theatah, where we enjoy RDCanecutter's one-person play, Who's Afraid of Virginia Libtard: "Ah'm a proud man from the Hill Country, and my libtard landlord is too. That's why I give him money because he's the dumbass. No wait Ah tolt it wrong. Anyway Ah used to be Burnt Ends but I quit because Ah don't like some other libtards (not my landlord) who say random things contrary to mah beliefs on a subsection of a Texas sports board. Mmmm. And Biden, Biden's handlers, the Uniparty, and all the tarded libtards (also not my landlord) from Austin California will dance the Dance of Doomed Souls in Hell unless a multi-bankrupt New York real estate guy gets elected. Not that he didn't already (cuz he did) but THIRD TIME IS THE CHARM." Lights dim.

Not for you. But the 12 guys you beat up and robbed were never the same again.

Thanks for the thoughts, but we are walking distance from Birmingham, about 100 miles south of Huntsville. No alarms here. The underground stream below our basement may rise again but that's normal.

Marge is the cackling space monkey to Trump's Jabba the Hutt.

Or they're ninjas now.

With a fade-out pause during your favorite song.

AS IF YOU WOULD KNOW-- oh, wait. OK.

If you keep interruptin I ain't gonna be able to get off.

Foucault's Pendulum had a beautiful peek inside the world of vanity publishing, if you're into that sort of thing. https://wanderinglibrarian.wordpress.com/2009/05/06/publisher-schemes-foucault’s-pendulum…-the-continued-wanderings/ Of course now everybody can slap together a "book," with maybe 6-fingered AI art on the cover.

See, this is where she wins. The play is for her to yammer moronic drivel until the listener explodes. Then she goes from a lying dog-killer to a persecuted lying dog-killer.

No opinion about Ryan, but after watching that I have decided to pronounce "job" as a paragraph-long word.

That's the voice you hear when you wake up handcuffed to the bed.

Gramama's Deuce and a Quarter was my devil's chariot when I was unleashed on the female citizenry of Selma Alabama.

I don't get it.

She's crazier than Kari Lake. I would like to know her whereabouts before and during her dad's fatal accident on the farm.

Malaka.