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Superhero

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  1. Any methods without beating their asses? California CPS laws and everything.
  2. lol at the Nissan car key.
  3. Tell me you’re old without telling me you’re old. There are times when I want a QR code. Too many menus have tiny text and/or the restaurant is too dark. On a phone at least I can zoom in, and turn up the brightness. Yeah I’m old too.
  4. Jill Taylor But where is Debra Barone?
  5. to all of them
  6. Posing? Like this?
  7. I consider myself a C+ dad. I make breakfast every morning, take them camping and do other fun stuff, but don't spend enough time in the evenings because I'm exhausted from work and need "me" time. When it comes to love languages, I definitely fall into the "acts of service" category. I'm a pretty decent listener when the kids are feeling down. When they fight, I'll ask them what happened even though I already got the download from my wife. OTOH, I'm an absolute asshole at times. I have a temper and brought down the wrath of god many times in the past. But as they get older, I give them the "I'm Mad" face, a strict talking to, and the occasional "What the hell!" So my kids got into a fight yesterday. My daughter said something and my son started punching her. The rule in the house is anyone who commits an act of violence must kneel on the ground for 30 minutes. I was still at work when the fight happened, so in the morning, I told him he needs to get down on his knees. He said no. Then I told him he can't go to his friend's house, and his response was "I already decided I'm going to go, so you can't tell me no!" I called him an asshole. Then the crying started, and he goes on about how I'm ALWAYS mean to him, and why can't he tell me to shut up if I (rarely) tell them to shut up. I was pretty furious, but got my bag and went to work before I had an aneurysm. The boy is usually full of laughs and jokes, but his temper has gotten a lot worse in the past 6 months. I'm a shitty example of how not to lose my cool. Any parenting tips on how to make him behave better?
  8. Put a tiny bit of scotch tape under the sensor of his mouse. The light will shine through, but the mouse won't move.
  9. Heard the alarms, but didn't feel the earthquake, which is strange since most people did. Maybe I mistook the earthquake with my kinda wobbly standing desk. I'm in the OC about 80 miles as the crow flies.
  10. A plumber friend called that “catching the brown”.
  11. Apparently the boy in blue hit into the fat guy’s group. Even though fat guy was the first one to get physical, it was the boy in blue who was the asshole.
  12. Yo Ian. Still live in that shitty part of town ya big bitch? Kudos for making a sock to post 1 message.
  13. I appreciate your concern, and yeah, people will hit up pharmaceuticals there is a high concentration of valuable drugs. I am but a common man looking to keep his documents safe, and maybe keep a few pieces of jewelry away from the common burglar - which is even hard to imagine considering we are in probably one of the safest counties in the US, living in an indiscreet house with a cheap car parked out front.
  14. Have to disagree with you there. At the 9 second mark, the biker didn't even turn his head to look to the left before he started "merging". Good thing the freeway wasn't busy. Imagine if the BMW swerved and hit another car, and another, etc. Multiple injuries, potentially deaths because the biker didn't look where he was going.
  15. Best comment from the thread was, I'm paraphrasing now, "that dude will be cancelled in 30 years"
  16. Shoulda run him over. Remove him from the gene pool.
  17. I understood maybe 1/2 of that text thread. /genx
  18. You better hope they don't start moving out of state... and into Texas.
  19. That's fucked up.
  20. Is this real?
  21. This. They are not malicious, just assholes.
  22. So... like a gaydar, but for people with liquid shits? In all seriousness, my last shart was a few decades ago. January 1, 1998 to be exact. Kind of a grey day with rain threatening . My ex and I at the time were eating at Kirby Lane Cafe. I stepped outside to fart. I was wearing green boxers, and it just ran down my khakis. Luckily I was able to get my ex's attention (no cell phones back then) so we could leave. I drove home sitting on a stack of weekly newsletters. It was squishy.
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