This is extremely dismaying. The people cannot offer moral support to a military whose killing and destroying force is preoccupied with peecee notions of "change" and "equity" etc.
We have to have a proper genocide machine -- it's the people's choice! Otherwise terr'ists.
I killed a taxpayer (me), because my employer told me to. Shit, I wish I could have have just shocked myself like in those old 1960's Ivy League experiments...
I killed a taxpayer (me), because my employer told me to.
Well, try not to check out until you've had the chance to see and handle on of those 30 y/o chiks raised on soy baby formula. Man, it's something to behold.
Just don't expect a lot of intellectual stimulation. I guess I forgot how shallow the young ones were. Or I didn't use to be as picky back in the day.
Well, try not to check out until you've had the chance to see and handle on of those 30 y/o chiks raised on soy baby formula. Man, it's something to behold.
Sure, they look all cute but just want to steal shit. Lesson learned.
I never gave a dime to help her buy soy products, I thought it was going straight into heroin dealership. She tried to con me a couple times by saying she was buying marijuana, but she never shared.
Yeah, but they're effective and you probably won't go directly to prison for using one. Wranglerstar doesn't like that pruning saw. I'm not planning on becoming a lumberjack. It'll work good for my application.
That 1000 yard stare has saved me more times than brute force ever could.
I had another gal tell me that my eyes turn from hazel to black when I'm mad. I didn't believe it the first time.
I'm old fashioned, I know a .22 ain't shit for stopping power, but 2, 3, 9 to the noggin is gonna hurt. I know, center mass and all that. Ok, 2, 3, 9 shots center mass, and the Lynx #1 Nancy Lopez putter just in case...:)
A few years ago, I had a gal call the cops on me and she told them I was threatening suicide. Of course, the cops arrested me, and took me to the Park Center looney bin. They held me for 48 or 72 hours. Man, I was so pissed when they kicked me out. The joint was like being at a five-star motel, awesome buffet three times a day, cleaner and nicer than my house and great company.
Most of the people that were there checked in voluntarily for a vacation. I met a really nice gal while I was there, pretty, smart as a whip and nuts. When I was getting released, she came up to me to say goodbye, I went to shake her hand and she recoiled and freaked out. What a waste. I really liked her.
Anyway, my health insurance paid most of the bill. Maybe when the weather gets really crappy, I should go see if they can "fix" my smoking and drinking problem. I can't drink near as much as I used to. I worry about that.