Sometimes it’s also their last diamondback

Everyone that has been exposed to it dies…eventually.

Sounds like the “undercover spy gear” that was popular for a while. I think there was a cigarette case that folded open and became a gun and, of course, the ink pen telescope plus the ink pen with disappearing ink! And several others as well. It was weird… we all played outside using our imagination to create fabulous worlds in the same backyard that was a grand prix track yesterday and an undersea exploration spot the day before that. A stick was a horse one minute, a cane the next, a rifle after that , and a baseball bat… hitting home runs with the bases loaded, winning the world series. Those black walnuts would sail when you made good contact!

Look… ok… it’s right there in my name…old. LOL

Wait…whaaaat???

Not really new… I think it was part of an old George Carlin bit.

The concept of CHALANCE exists but you cannot nonchalantly introduce it into a conversation.

GONNA CLAW NOWWWWWW!!

I too try to give the benefit of the doubt when reading stilted text that basically conveys the meaning but the syntax is janky.

I’m in southern Ohio so there are quite a few people from the hills and hollers around here.

Methany definitely talks exactly like how that is.

Honestly… that’s of no real use whatsoever.

Go ahead and package that up and send it to me. I have a pro grade incinerator and will dispose of it for you. In a series of small controlled fires. BTW Hash.

It’s high time we take control of all these wild oaks out there. Every single one has thousands of acorns any any one of those might have YOUR name on it.

We need action NOW!

We need immediate Oak controls laws. And I damn sure don’t want to hear any of that stale old BS “my oak hasn’t ever harmed anyone”…

Oaks have no place in polite society. End of discussion. Get educated!

BTW that’s all satire. I love oaks. Actually my first knothole was an oak. I love oaks.

OK, at first I saw a Shar Pei with a frog in it mouth…

Yeah, I’d like the McBitch’n combo with a large Cunty fries and Sour Grapes to drink… better known as the Karen.

Honestly I can’t imagine that some ambulance chasing “lawyer” has gone after a “sad following my Happy Meal” lawsuit. That sounds like a free payday in today’s world.

How about Boat4Sale? I mean realistically in 5 years or less that’s what most socials devolve into anyway…

So, yeah…

NOW WITH YAM FILLED BOAR INTESTINES!

Served hot, sliced, with a side of soy and wasabi…

Bicycle.

Yesterday while driving on a two lane road with a bike lane there were two people on bikes. What appeared to be a man and a woman in full brightly colored garb and helmets. Both were weaving in the bike lane and/or riding on the dividing line between the bike lane and the road. At one point, as a few cars were approaching them from behind, one of them whips over into the center of the road for no reason other than to block traffic thereby forcing the overtaking cars into the oncoming traffic lane. There was no obstruction on the bike lane. The other rider proceeded with weaving about unpredictably. She simply couldn’t stand the idea of someone safely passing them and forced an unsafe condition for everyone involved…

Can’t Understand Normal Thinking.

I pray that every bike she every rides has a slow leak in both tires no matter how often it is patched or replaced. The more time she spends off the road pumping up the tires, the less time she is endangering herself and others.

Rarely is someone on a bicycle and not an asshole!