Paco

Well, rhinos are the firefighters of the jungle.

Sense. This makes none.

And that's fair.

This is why you're a virgin.

It's not as good of a win as a kinda close loss to Clemson but I'll take it.

Take a picture of the piping at the water heater. Most likely they removed the check valve when they took out the pump, or the check valve is bad. Sometimes the check valve is integral to the pump, although most residential models don't have this. But either way you have a direct cross connection where the recirc line ties into the cold supply for the water heater. Without a check valve it will typically show itself at the closest fixture. Full disclosure, I'm a commercial plumber so I'm not as familiar with residential practices. And I didn't stay in a Holiday inn Express last night.

If I venmo you a dollar can I have attorney client privilege?

Weed harvest and grape harvest are going on right now, so I think I'll stay through the end of the month.

1.Go to a dispensary 2. Get baked and watch the sea lions at Pier 39 3. ??? 4. Profit

The first week of May I loaded my truck and drove to northern California to work for the summer. Kids are grown, wife is a raging pre menopausal bitch, and I couldn't stand the thought of working through another Texas summer. Turned out to be a damn good call, because the week after I left it was upper 90's and obviously didn't back off until now. But I've had enough wine and goat cheese to last a lifetime and these pansies don't have the first clue how to make bbq or enchiladas. So can I come home now?

What! So?

No it's actually fucking not. So go fuck yourself.

I honestly can't say enough fuck yous to this horrible fucking vomit fest. Fuck all these fucking fucks who've ever had any fucking thing to do with this disgusting bucket of human shit. Fuck DeLoss, fuck Mack, fuck president whoever the fuck, fuck every regent and their shitty fucking offspring, fuck every little tiny thing about espn, fuck abc, fuck Walt fuckwad Disney, fuck mikky fucking rat faced fuck. The whole goddamn thing is a filthy exercise in disgusting fuckery and fuck anyone who had any inkling it might actually come to fucking fruition and didn't blow the whole fucking thing into the stratosphere. Oh, and fuck Tom Herman, and fuck every fucking fuckwad who hired him and thought this was the fucking direction we needed to go. Fuckers. Fuck.

Where are you located? Those wages aren't happening in Texas yet as far as I can tell. I'm a commercial plumber with 20+ years in the trade, and I've spent the last four months working in the Bay area because I couldn't stomach the thought of working another Texas summer at basically the same wage I've been making for the past 12 fucking years. I hope it starts going up, because like you said we've been underpaid for awhile now. Especially in Austin.

That's right, it's a brisket thread. So quit being such a douchefuck. Because it's not a douchefuck thread.

http://youtu.be/OjK8NInonC8

You some kinda Richard Simmons?

That's a whole lotta Rosie

Fixed it for me

How are we pronouncing this? Asking for a friend.

I would not put any money in Longview.

This is how my daughter wakes up most mornings. These two are inseparable. Zoe is looking at the camera, Hank is in back

Not as much as he used to. But now we're going through 35-40 lbs a week. It's the heartworm meds that kill me. He needs the large and medium dose, Zoe gets the large and small.

I never thought it would happen to me... When I got Hank, I was doing a bunch of remodel work for a neighbor friend named Barbara. She had a friend with a litter of English mastiffs and she was getting a female. I told her I had loved mastiffs since I was a kid but I'm a dog adopter, not a dog buyer so I'll probably never get one. But that's cool, because working at Barbara's house so often I would get to watch her Zoe grow up. So that week I get a call from her breeder friend who says if you're a friend of Barbara's you're a friend of mine. And she offers me a male, for free. That weekend we drove to Cameron, Tx and picked up Hank. We also picked up Zoe for Babs. Barbara had been feeling weak and tired for a few weeks and had to be hospitalized when the puppies were ready to go. I told her I would keep Zoe as long as it took for her to get back on her feet. We had Zoe about ten days and Babs called and said "Bring me my girl!". The dogs got together frequently for awhile while I was working there, but I moved on to other projects, and after about a year Barbara got sicker and sicker. I would go by now and then, but after awhile she didn't want visitors. And Zoe was moved out to an outdoor run 24/7. Two weeks ago Barbara's son in law called me and said that Babs had finally realized that she wasn't being fair to sweet Zoe and wanted to know if I could take her, either permanently or at least as a foster until they could find her a home. I said "This is her home. Bring me my girl." Zoe came back home to us last weekend, and my friend Barbara died three days later. She was a tough old Texas lady, maybe a bit stubborn at times, but she put these two in my path and I will forever be grateful. They haven't missed a beat.

So this guy. My little eight week old, fifteen pound stubby legged needle tooth ball of cuddles has grown into a 170+ lb galoot with a personality the size of Texas. He'll be 2 in October, but his birthday came early...