That boy’s thought… “I May Tag that later if all goes well.”

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

Wasn’t that the “high” lobster named Price episode? LOVED that tie died shell of his!

They’re free to die however they choose. Or however death chooses them.

They’ll all be there with thoughts and prayers… and apparently claps. I mean, I know that’s what “I” do whenever someone wants money from me… I’ll think about them, pray I’m never in that circumstance, and clap for them. Seems to help.

That’s sarcasm… for anyone instantly seething and spitting foam.

The awkward silence is because they know that clapping is not doing anything useful.

I had a party line during the 80’s in Arkansas.

Hi! I’m Guy Weinerman. I always had trouble striking up conversations with strangers until that fateful day I made a fantastic discovery! For the low low sum of $49.95 I can teach you what I discovered.

I volunteer as tribute!

I’m always UP for an escort.

Especially if she’s a long legged redhead.

UMMMmmmm what do you mean not “that” type of escort???

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

I really didn’t want to but I’ve had run ins with that HP 5200 in the past and Betty is still covered in toner stains from when he/it dusted her. She was gently cleaning his roller when he suddenly exploded all over her face and hair. Milky white skin, blonde hair, both hands… totally covered in hot black toner… literally forced her to face clients the rest of the day covered in his letter batter. Sorry, not sorry.

I went to the supply closet today and saw with my own two eyes 3 HP printers had our only Brother printer cornered. I backed away slowly and told no one.

Norfolk Southern Fans, Wanking

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

So, yeah…