tipicaldik

he's just sticking to his marching orders, leading by example and showing what a good little brown-shirt he can be.

I played "The folly of mankind" on that one once. I didn't win the hand...

Ha! I have one of these sitting next to me on my desk. It's multi-function, as it works great for reaching up and opening and closing my curtains too.

geez... this is something my brain just does. They're like earworms where my brain gets stuck in a loop or something. Drives me bonkers sometimes. And it's not just swapping initial sounds. It could be swapping internal vowel sounds or ending syllables. It's how Bradley Cooper has forever became Boodley Crapper in my fucked-up noggin...

I would think using that service to plan a route ahead of time would be optimal...

pronounced "shzitter"

and slip in his own piss puddle on the way out...

Back in the late 70's, my dad ran the local branch of the Humane Society, which, at the time, was responsible for all animal control duties within the city limits of our town. During that time, our area had a big influx of Vietnamese immigrants settling in. The amount of calls that came in accusing our new immigrant neighbors of stealing and eating dogs was unreal. Dad was a special deputy tasked with investigating animal cruelty cases, so he would look into these at first, but there was never any solid evidence that it ever actually happened, and they eventually just started ignoring the calls. I have to imagine that a lot of them were probably just racially motivated attempts at harassment...

I went through the US Navy's damage control and fire-fighting training back in '81 and we trained with their oxygen breathing apparatus (OBA). I remember we'd have to pull a pin like in a grenade to light them off, and when we were done we'd have to release the canister into a barrel of water because they were like super-hazardous...

take a drive by the Tesla service center in Pensacola... you can see a bunch of them parked there.

The Obama's KILLED it tonite with their speeches. Both of them had me rapt... They have more class in their navel lint than that other fuckin' guy has in his entire family.

so does anyone know the story of Mary's mother? I kinda wonder what her dad had to say...