RDCanecutter

Big deputies, strong deputies, tears in their eyes as they move those tables, those beautiful perfect tables.

CSB: Back in olden days when I was a Lieutenant and we still used M60 machineguns, I was in charge of running our guys through an M60 range on some half-deserted post. Which meant I got to climb up in the control tower and fiddle with all the switches that popped the targets up and down. I tried to inflict madness on my troops by using non-Euclidian math, making the targets pop up without repeating patterns. My favorite thing to do was the over-long pause, where guys would relax and look around, wondering if we were done, then BANZAI have all the targets jump up. Anyway, there was long dead grass that would occasionally spark up, so a couple of times we had to stop firing, send dudes out there to stomp it out. Stomp stomp stomp stomp stomp. About the third shift to come through, the guys are chopping up targets, when there's a WHOOMP and soil flies up halfway down range. The Sergeants look up at me. "You do that, LT?" "No. No I did not." We called an audible that M60 shooting was done for the day. As y'all have already figured out, that M60 range used to be something else. An M203 grenade launcher range, so I was told. So yeah, that area where my guys had been stomping out fires is where a bullet dinged an old dud. Probably a practice round, but the way it blew up I wouldn't have wanted to be stomping on it. /CSB

It's no michelada, but we must survive on what the land provides.

Santa Anna, porr favvor.

Something has happened to his speech, like he's wearing a partial plate. Pronounces his "s"s like a Dutchman. Found it very dishtracting to lishten to shome damn Dutchman.

If you're built to argue every point, it probably feels like popping bubble wrap.

I just checked in the mirror, yep, they got it.

I pulled up the redhead map and your two main choices are 1) the obvious British/Irish areas, and then 2) the Mordvin Republic way over in Russia. I don't know how much weight to put on your Prisoner Gladiator fights, but I'd say that's ten times more likely in Russia. Down side, It's Russia. Upside, I believe you mentioned being married, so it'd be way harder for her to find you in Mordvin Republic.

Reminds me of when Frodo decided to treat Gollum decently, before losing his finger.

I'll take "The sort of symbolism that Eastern Europeans were born for" for 100, Alex.

All of the above, plus the British ones still get drunk at lunch.

Damn, y'all are coming out of the woodwork this year.

Maybe they was usin' code answers.

Trivium and Quadrivium holla. To be fair, education is what you want for your second son, going into the church. The IT geeks of the Middle Ages.

I have found, to my dismay, that it is easy to start as a collectible shop, and end up as a junk store.

A little dog who has learned to carry her rubber balls all over the house. Glad I didn't buy her land mines.

Time to sell any apartment complexes near the University of Chattanooga.

Why do you hate creativity.

Am I going to hell for hearing a calypso beat behind this?

Ouais. She never got many lines. Cutting room floor and all that.

One of the other 8 kids will be a boy.

De Efpañol y Albina, Torna atras.

Probably losing money slumming around with sweaty NFL types.

^^^ MONGO KNOW.

All I got from the ad was that they cheap-assed it and spun up a bunch of AI art.