Dammit, Neil, the name is Nuwanda

Just what we need, more podcasts

Decatur the Dogue de Bordeaux laying on the lawn, his chestnut/apricot blend fur is clean for once and his white chest marking is somewhat visible. his mouth is open and tongue partially out mid-pant. The drool, if not visible, is implied.

This asshole here

A laundry basket with six 6 week old Dogue de Bordeaux puppies, with a young child on one side and a vet tech on the other struggling to keep them contained. One of them eventually became ours named Decatur.

This basket of shitheads would be 13 today.

Court of International Trade hell yeah fuck yeah

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What the fuck would this manipulative parasite know about a soul? Someone tell her about it?

Christ what an asshole

One of the big reasons why we got so many famous people living here is because we left them the fuck alone. These daily updates don't so a damn thing for anyone.

Freddie the Somewhat Siamese cat asleep on his side on the footrest of my recliner, likely dreaming of how he'll kill us all and take over the world.

Morning, Nandor. Great cat, here also is a picture of my cat

If this news station were truly "local first" they'd know we ignore celebrities here, not breathlessly cover every second of their existence in Orleans Parish

I'm feeling like TACOs tonight

This may help mancub, though, because his momma has kinfolk with a whole ass town in Acadiana named for them and a family tree that resembles shrubbery.

That side was fairly well researched by another cousin who didn't want to get a real job after college. That's how we found out there was Scots heritage as well as English and Irish. We got kicked out of all 3 at one point or another.

The railroad needed an easier way to get supplies from one side of the river to the other and found a bunch of roustabouts (my kin) with just the right motivation. None of them were coonass, though, just derelicts, drunks, and neerdowells from the Isles.

Not many French speakers in Tangy back in the day, mine were all boozers from the UK and thereabouts. Grandcousin tells a story about how 17 of my ancestors were told there was a barrel of shine on the other side of the Tangipahoa River they could have as long as they built a bridge to get to it.

Used to be a direct flight from NOLA. Pour out una cerveza for Taca Airlines.

See No Evil, Hear No Evil (1989)

It's a moral imperative

"Oh you're from [insert any country or region here] tell me what kind of rice and beans dish y'all make"

I do love me a subsistence staple dish

A picture of the Lake Pontchartrain path shrouded in fog. Maybe 1/10 mi visibility. Cain't see shit.

There's a lake* out there somewhere

*tidal estuary

Kind of wish I could see colors better because I think these are more stunning than I can tell. I'll take your word for it.

That's quite reasonable, I would think

That is a wonderful hat

Hi Barbie!

Oh my stars, these are all so amazing

I ride all blacks which is why I get dropped in every group ride.

Tan sidewalls are faster that's just science and you can't argue with science

Bourdain quote goes here

NOW I remember