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I wonder how long it will be before Trump leans on the Pope to make CK a saint and how the Pope will react to it.

I'll be back!

Thanks but we already went on the trip. It was a great time for the kids and me. I would like to return one day and spend more time there.

Amazing timing on that repost. I'm leaving Arkansas right now!

Lord Fuckwad

Someone I know and care about is joining the Air Force very soon. Is now a bad time for that? I'm proud of them but I'm also a bit worried and considering trying to talk them out of it.

tRump can fill his diaper pardoning Chauvin but it won't take away those state level convictions.

I wouldn't want his face on any bill but I would celebrate his eligibility.

Friends in AZ and NM, I'm going on a road trip to the Grand Canyon with my kids next month. Any ideas you'd recommend for points of interest off the beaten path please post here. Thanks!

She's gone back and forth so much I honestly can't tell whose balls she's trying to gargle.

Nice. Truth be told, I haven't watched a horror film since Halloween. The regular 'ol news keeps me horrified enough these days.

It was sort of satisfying to see his shit eating grin turn to an angry frown, but like I told the lady, I mostly didn't even care about that. I still think about the praying mantis from time to time.

Then I remembered the praying mantis and realized that the opinion of the loudmouth redneck mattered less to me than that of a respectable insect. To me he was noone of consequence and I laughed out loud. "Oh? I don't care," I replied honestly. I smiled and looked at the guy finally.

my hair grows twice as fast in the back so I guess it mulletizes more quickly than most. Considering my natural habitat, that trait usually just causes me to fit in pretty well with the local fauna. Anyway, it didn't on that day and I started to get a little bit offended.

..apologetic and worried. "I'm sorry about him," she said, quietly. "He just likes to run his mouth." I wasn't sure what she meant at first but it clicked together as I realized that guy had noticed that I was a couple weeks past needing a haircut and I have to admit that

I did hear the word "mullet" somewhere in the parade of stupidity that was coming from the man's mouth, and funny as it stuck me, nearly caught my attention, but not quite. I finished my breakfast, stood up and walked to the cashier. She had a look on her face that was a cross between

As I sat in the diner,I was vaguely aware of a noisey and unpleasant voice emanating from a table across the room. It was of a familiar, unsophisticated cadence that my experience had conditioned me to easily ignore. I really had no idea what the idiot was talking about at all.

A few days after my encounter with the mantis, I found myself working over a pair of cackleberries over medium and their partners-a couple of biscuits slathered in good gravy. My favorite breakfast, which I washed down with copius cups of coffee.

I had more than my share of drinks the other night and caused my liver to do a lot of extra work. I guess I'll try and finish what I started, although I haven't indulged in liquid inspiration this evening.

And a sense of humor. Be still my heart!

Did you really go from under 1K to over 12K in a day? If I was 20 years younger and gay, I'm sure I'd be drooling over you. How tf did you do that?

Sure, you're very attractive, intelligent, and artistic, but what else you got? Lots of Italiana can say the same. Why would I be surprised?

ngl, "cherish the day" has caused me multiple near misses on public indecency charges. I regret nothing

YouTube video by SadeVEVO Sade - Cherish The Day - Official - 1993

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This brings out the ANIMAL in me and my gf knows it. She likes to play it while we're in public, daring me to restrain myself.

There is more to the story but the Old Milwaukee interferes with me waxing philosophical enough to be the true redneck Epictitus that the legends I tell myself in my own mind portray me to be. Suffice it to say that mullets can supply the strength of Samson until they are cut by $10 barbers.

Still, it's just a fucking bug nonetheless. At that moment I became aware of the minimum at which I could actually give a shit about the opinion of another being. This is an important thing to know about oneself.

Now, mind you, a praying mantis is a respectable insect- not a cockroach or a maggot. I would not have cared at all if a cockroach had seen but the mantis is cool af and I was a little bit embarrassed by it having seen me in such a humble state.

"Motherfucking shit," I exclaimed, perhaps losing my composure for a moment. "Would that not be embarrassing if someone had seen me," I continued, still talking to myself like an old fool. Then, I looked up to the bush next to me and saw a praying mantis looking straight at me, judgingly.

A couple of years ago, I was laboring on my acres, chopping wood in preparation for colder days. It was summer, and I had worked up quite a sweat. I gathered up a sizeable armload of logs and headed toward my house to stash the winter fuel. My foot found a low spot in the ground and I fell clumsily.