And this is why you don’t rely on credit companies. You re invest in your own assets, and become your own fucking bank. Jesus Mike Lindell, come on brother. Did you not learn anything at all?
And this is why you don’t rely on credit companies. You re invest in your own assets, and become your own fucking bank.
And here I was I was about to apply for a government grant to develop my idea for a PBS series about the plight of a crippled pillow. Thanks, Tommy, you just cost me millions of dollars! :)
Wow! Yes! Why aren't the Democrats standing up to this blatant racism from China? Your Civil Rights have clearly been violated! But does Biden care? No! I'll call PBS first thing tomorrow morning and see if we can't get this straitened out! You know how much they value everyone's civil rights!
Seriously. If I can play ACE COMBAT on my Xbox, and fit in a cockpit of a Fulcrum, then by GOD, I should have a right to be a fighter pilot. I could be a fucking legend.
“That fat white boy over there, he not only destroy our Chinese buffet, but ma’an, he can fly the shit out of that plane over there. He like fat white death Buddha, that bring death from above. He shot down all our pilots in simulated combat, and did it after eating 6 plates from that buffet over there.”
“You mean, that fat white American? He do that?”
“Yep…. They call him Apex Predator, of land, sea, and air. He like a fat angry sea otters, who eat only sea urchins for their spines.”
Yep. I was going to use Great White, but then that would probably be racist. The Great White shark will soon be renamed to reflect a less racist tone. The Average Angry Caucasian Shark, who eats a disproportionate amount of fish, and consumes more resources than other sharks in the ocean. Something along those lines.
That was the name of a band. They played at Medusa's, a juice bar on Sheffield about a mile south of Wrigley Field.
It was on 2nd floor and a long flight of stairs down to the street. One show, I grabbed this guy for trying to get onstage. He was pretty wild going out with his arms raised up. I got him out the door at top of stairs. I tried to take hie legs out. It didn't work, so I reversed it. I slipped him into a half-Melson, grabbed his right arm and moved him over 5 or 6 feet and thumped his head on the wall by entrance to ladies room.
As soon as I cussed, the boss came running up the stairs. Just before he closed the door to the concert hall, I looked. My ex-partner was in there and he gave me the "thumbs up".
Al was sitting there taking tickets,. He said, "He was a big boy. You really manhandled him."
Rich Wong was the cop. He was trying to look him in the eye, but I don't think he was having any luck,
But you what he said to our guy at the bottom of the stairs? "Where is the nearest liquor store?" That would have been Brown Derby a block south. He probably needed it to kill the pain of getting his head thumped on the wall. LOL