Dechristo

Once, I single-handedly decimated several hundred green plastic army men. I think it was after the first time I watched "Sargeant York".

When you believe (but don't understand the double entendre) that capitalization renders what is impotence, to importance.

Daylight saving time comes three weeks early this year. "Spring" an hour forward: 2AM 3/11 instantly becomes 3AM 3/11.

...as you are practicing. If you have a problem with the essay, refute the article and it's particulars. Discredit its notions specifically that it may become "mud".

heh heh. It should be recognized that several topics are being addressed in this thread. Ostensibly, PP's link addresses the topic of "intellectuals" ("wordsmith intellectuals") and a disproportionate anti-capitalism bent among that group. It makes no defense of "unbridled capitalism" nor of "pure pursuit of financial gain", but addresses an unmistakably and widespread observed phenomena in a general fashion. You choose to extrapolate its application into areas it does not, on its face, go. The essay seems to have found a mark in you.

the question has more to do with static versus dynamic loading.

Thanks, PP. Good link.

That would qualify as placing a disgusing or frightening substance in a place of intimacy

There's always the placement of a substance she finds particularly disgusting or frightening in locations of successive intimacy. maybe start with a turd in her parking place, then work up from there.

nice!

pastry shops pay top dollar for it, too. it whips up into a beautiful meringue

I sell it in jugs to espresso shops

to ensure ALL the fuckin' I do is Top Notch, I practice a lot.

how the hell else you gonna cut a mountain bar

Jest and joke as you like. SC's word here contains a pearl of precious price.

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Before this, I had never thought one might see a literal example of the phrase "freeze your ass off".

"keep all your equipment in proper condition"

"spit in the cup"

...speculee... ...specu la ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ...speculae... ...speculee... my knapsack on my back

speculae

Yeah, I've been cupped. It was part of a therapy I received from an Acupuncturist/Physical therapist. Kind of painful...leaves nice bruises the size of the cup used. This reminds me of another “cup” incident: A short while after my vasectomy, my wife and I went in for the follow-up appointment with the doctor. He informed me that I'd need to supply a "sample" in order for the efficacy of the operation to be verified. I asked how I was to supply the sample. He said I was to make an appointment, go into a private room on site, produce the sample in the room, and deliver the sample in the cup. I asked, "Does it matter by what means I produce the sample?" Doctor: "Well, usually patients bring in a magazine, or materials of preference, and produce the sample, uh...by themselves." I said, "Really?!" Doctor: "uh huh." I looked at the doctor, then turned to my wife and said, "Honey, this ain't happenin' unless you're willing to spit the sample into the cup." I don't remember any of the particulars of the remainder of that appointment except my wife pummeling me during and between my fits of laughter. I never did supply a sample in that cup. Back to the topic of the thread… …you take cream in your coffee?

Fuck, be sure you finish the job by hitting a few more. If we all band together... Then we'd all be Whiner Rammers. Oh, that just sucks...such a nauseatingly lame pun. I'm so ashamed

so, it was ok to hit the weimeraner