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I'd rather be annahilated by an alien race wielding an enormous, orbiting can of Raid. If you're going for self-loathing, go big or go home.

If we would all just carry backhoes in the backcountry, maybe I wouldn't find so much fucking toilet paper on the trail.

This is not the 'masturbating over the toilet' thread.

I'm down wit pregnint bitches clamBin n all, butt skeein tights over dat wide load? Now dat's in da realm o public polcy.

Wait...is that Kevin Costner at the helm?

There are the genuises, the reasonably intelligent, the average, the below average, the morons... ...and then there is you.

I believe the internet is one of the last bastions of personal freedom. Unborn fetuses should be sold on the internet.

Now that's a little strong. It's an excellent locale for Crank and discount cigarettes.

'Eye of the Tiger' is about triumph...

No need for embarassment, though contrition when apprised of your ignorance shows intelligence. Does the preacher practice what he preaches? Sounds awful preachy to me. Jebus Christ, he lives in a boulder field, not in the halls of Congress.

I do follow the issue closely. I also grew up with guns and am a former gun owner (Dad gave me one, but I got rid of it when my nieces and nephews entered the picture and started to wander around the house under their own power). Backround checks at guns shows is an excellent proposal. Gun shows are free for alls, where you can buy everything from a sawed off shotgun to a Chinese made AK (from personal experience...you should see my buddy's 'odd' gun collection. Also, as I mentioned before, most guns used in violent crime are purchased from federally licensed gun dealers...who sell out of their homes. Wanna sell guns? Get a real store with accurate recordkeeping.

They have bad weather down there too?

This Maserati doesn't do 185.

This thread is the shit. Do I feel a self-published anthology coming on? Perhaps another cup of coffee...

He dropped off a load that wasn't to code

I could have sworn the job included taking it to a dump.

shatori

I'm getting rid of my green speedo.

Yeah, guns, no guns, amendments, rights, idiocy, whatever...got it. Now, about Jamaica...

I hired a roofer once to, as you may have guessed, reroof my house in Seattle while I was living in Ptown. I get a call from the tenant, an extremely fastidious cellist, no less. He informs me that there is an apple brown betty curled up in the middle of the basement. I come up (fortunately that was already my plan), and, sure enough, there it is. I found two more in my back yard, which measures all of 16' x 20'. Plus my cheap cement Bhudda was gone. It was worth way more than three turds, IMO. Anyway, I confronted the roofer. Turns out somebody's 12 year old kid had to hang around the job site due to lack of a sitter, whatever, and the kid was, prolific, shall we say. I got a $250 turd discount from the guy, but I never saw Bhudda again.

Did it have an unusual cross-sectional shape? Something that might have been the product of a Playdough Fun Factory? There are a lot of bored kids out there, these days.

Perhaps it fell from the sky.

Hot Perma-pants doan need no senstivty, he need to git his sorry ass 'cross da street n git me a foaty.

Soylent Green is people, mothafucka

Finally, a man really gives you something of himself, from deep down, and what do you do?