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  1. Have you *considered* spraying it with some of lacquer to preserve it, tell everybody you threw it away, hide it somewhere, and then put it in your kid's room a few days before next Halloween?

    Just thinking out loud here.

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  2. 22 hours ago, BearCountry11 said:

    This is more of a slow burn but I believe it qualifies.  

    I do all the cooking in my house.  My wife can follow a recipe if needed but it’s always best if we avoid that.  Something she does do a lot of is provide unsolicited help in the kitchen.  And usually it’s something I don’t want her to do. She never asks, she just does it.  An example: last thanksgiving I was doing prime rib in the oven.  I did the method where you cook it hot then let it sit in the over for a couple of hours.  I killed the heat, announced to the room that nobody is to touch the oven, then went out back to tend to the turkey.  Well, my wife must have not heard me because she noticed the oven was off and pulled the prime rib out.   Trying to help, I get it, but don’t help me unless I ask.  Other instances are more of an inconvenience - opening the smoker over and over to check on the meat (why?  I don’t know), cutting into a steak before it’s had time to rest, adding dressing to a salad when I haven’t even started making dinner, etc.  It’s always when I’m distracted or trying to finish up another portion of the meal.  She’s trying to help but it drives me nuts and we have talked about it a bunch.  She has been told to remain out of the kitchen unless I ask her to help.  

    Well....last night a neighbor had given us a huge tomahawk ribeye.  Beautiful steak.  I decided to do reverse sear in the oven.  The steak got to temp but I was a little late heating up the charcoal and they needed a few more min to get hot.  Pulled the steak out of the oven, set it on the counter, then went to dump the charcoal.  I come back inside and my wife is halfway through carving the steak.  I cook steaks reverse sear all the time so I don’t know what compelled her to do this.  It did not look pretty and, at least to me, was pretty obvious it wasn’t finished.  I got pissed.  But I’m the jerk because she was just trying to help.  The steak wasn’t bad - just not very pretty to look at.  

    dude fuck that

  3. 5 hours ago, Lobo said:

    I would face it towards those back neighbors across the alley so one night when they're going to sleep...they glance out and the window and think, "What the fuck is that?"  And then the next night, set it out in the alley proper.  And on the third night, have it all the way up on their fenceline with a note attached to the top of the pumpkin with a rusty nail that simply reads, "Each time you touch yourself at night, we see you and it gives us legs with which to catch you."  But write it in Latin.  And in blood.  And have maggots crawling around the pumpkin.  Also, when your neighbor sees it, be sure to be standing alone in your backyard facing sideways bobbing your head and one knee back and forth to some non-existent music beat.  And be crying, and slightly drunk.  And then about a week later, send them a nice pumpkin pie with another note in regular ink pen and paper but in the same font that says, "Happy Thanksgiving (it told me to send you this)."  

    yes

     

    all of this

  4. 15 minutes ago, T’Boo Ted Marshall said:


    Fully outfitted hunt so they are providing everything.

    I lived in Baltimore for seven years and used to hunt geese in that area. I've heard good things, but haven't been. 

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  5. 36 minutes ago, T’Boo Ted Marshall said:

    Anyone been to Tudor Farms in Maryland?

    Just got the call to go with clients next week.

    I haven't but you can't use rifles everywhere in Maryland so you need to make sure you have the right firearm (or access to the right firearm). 

  6. On 11/8/2020 at 1:43 PM, Onboard 2.0 said:

    Ummmm... OK I'll play, It's a little before full on bitch about your family at the holidays time, but it's gonna be in full force, "I'm hating the holidays" mode, all the way thru Jan 1. 

    My dad has inoperable pancreatic cancer.  He's in a full cost covered rehab facility to get some strength, and weight back on his bones.  He's been complaining the whole time about wanting to be home with his wife, and family, hates it there, it sucks.. etc. etc. etc.  It's exactly where he needs to be, because his second wife (kind of a bitch) wasn't taking care of him properly.  She was also beginning to show some early signs of dementia.

    She died of a sudden, massive heart attack Wednesday. My father still doesn't know because you can't enter the facility because of Covid issues, and he wasn't thru the 14 day quarantine period where he could then go outside to talk to people, and I said we're for damn sure not telling him over the phone.

    We were already making arrangements for him to go back home, but their house was completely unsuitable for him to be there, not safe, and he wasn't getting any care at all from his wife.  His house will not be ready for a couple more weeks, when he can (if he wants) go home, and pay for full time, 24/7, in home caregiver services, out of his pocket at $15,000 a month.  

    So, we're now moving him to our home tomorrow, hospital bed, 24/7 in home care, etc. where we can tell him what's happened, with all the siblings there to break the news  of her sudden passing. He already thinks I fucked him over for putting him there, so somehow this will be my fault.  

    And now for the rest of the story.  We're giving him our first floor master bedroom from now till Jan. 4 when our house sale closes, and we move out for good.  Now we'll have my dad, and his deceased wifes' socially unaware, and slightly conniving children (Their mantra: we're gonna get all the money, and property because your dad is gonna die before our mother) that we'll have to entertain off, and on from now, thru Thanksgiving, and Christmas.  

    God damn I hate people !  I am going to be very fucking drunk this holiday season.  The only silver lining here is that maybe he, and I can have some quality time over this, his last holiday season.  

    Just shoot him 

  7. On 11/8/2020 at 11:03 PM, RockyMountainHighHorn said:

    My fiancé’s sister came over last night for the first time in a long time because she’s having issues with her boyfriend because she wants to have a poly relationship. He was of course open to the idea at first but after her getting more matches on bumble, rightfully so, and her catching feelings for this girl, he is now against it and sadly becoming extremely controlling and aggressive. (There’s more to this story but it’s not the point) 

    After a few hours of just hanging out, she starts crying and we find out that it’s “the girl’s” birthday. So we’re like wtf go be with her. Long story short the girl decides to drive down to meet for drinks. Of course, all the bars are booked for hours so they end up back at our place. My girl/avatar gets drunk about once a year and I guess last night was that night. It strikes midnight, I’m about to go to sleep and she says “I think we should paint!”. (We got into painting mid COVID when we were bored, it was fun but hadn’t in a while) I facepalm and say “babe, it’s a little late, maybe a movie would be better.” Oh now it’s painting time. Well, I decide since I don’t want to see the result of the paint massacre I know is coming and go to bed. Dia Lupa (don’t look her up) then starts being blasted and so does the drunk screams. A couple hours later she stumbles into bed and I ask how did the paintings go, and she says “oh we just primed them so far”....it was two hours later. After a couple hours of sleep, I start walking into the kitchen and notice little paw prints on the floor. I bend down to wipe the first one away and it’s stuck on. Wtf? I follow the foot prints all the way into the kitchen and notice about 100 cat paw prints of lovely paint on the hardwood floor....they left the wet paintings on the counter and the cats decided to have their own paint party. When she wakes up i tell her what happens and she says “oh it’s not a big deal watch” while she grabs a paper towel, wets it, and scrubs the floor. Nothing happens. “No big deal huh?”. TONE. 

    act 2

    ”hey babe, I didn’t know you started your period last night.”  She says, “I didn’t.” Son of a bitch. 
    In the middle of the night I see white paper flying from under the bed. The cat was ripping up toilet paper. In my sleepy state in picked everything up, threw it away, and then realized I had blood on my hand. Of course, the cat only goes crazy for tampons in the trash. 
    As she cracks up, “Hey babe, I’m glad you and my sister got closer last night.” 
    I’m lucky.

    can we go back to the diet coke/tea story?

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  8. 14 hours ago, Nivek said:

    My in-laws are awesome.  Remodeling a house for us to stay in when I visit, feeding me drinks until I slur nightly, take the kids out for a walk, feed us.  Sure there is a little mother-daughter drama but I am immune to that.   FIL loves cfb and though he is a Mizzou alum, I went to Texas and so did his son, so he follows Texas a bit.  I also use their farm truck when I go hunting up there.    I want them to live forever. 

    well....that's not my experience

     

  9. On 10/22/2020 at 11:25 PM, High Plains Drifter said:

     

    shit can new years? what the hell is wrong with you? The stress of christmas and family drama is over. We are back home from the yearly 1,000 mile roadtrip to see mine and wife's families.

    We have friends visit, most years its more than 20, many who we don't see but once a year. Women folk cook black eyed peas and tamales inside all day on new year's eve, I fire up the grill and cook fajitas. Everyone eats and drinks too much. I build a big ass fire in the fire pit in the back yard and light it after dark. Kids run wild. Dogs go crazy.

    Some friends will crash at our place in the guest room, or on a sofa or even the floor, some share a short term rental a mile down the road, a couple or so who can deal with the cold will throw up a tent and camp, a precious few (less every year) just stay up all night sipping bourbon, smoking and reminiscing and bullshitting and bitching about getting old while tending the fire. 

    Next day everyone eats again, nurses hangovers. The men watch football in one room, the women play board games in another, and the kids watch TV upstairs. During halftime or whenever we feel like it, we go outside and hit golf balls into the pasture.

     

     

     

    Is this heaven?

     

    No, it's Iowa

  10. On 11/1/2020 at 7:27 AM, Nivek said:

    Uh, Covid 19 has been around a year now and getting worse as we enter fall/winter.   I would be happy to spend 5 days with my in-laws or my own parents at this time.    To cook for someone else, or to eat someone else's cooking would be wonderful.   To get family to entertain the kids for a change would be wonderful.  

    I thought you meant you would want to spend time with your in-laws because you could give them covid and they would die. A little light bulb went off in my head. I'm going to see my in-laws in Tampa on Thanksgiving, and I'm taking the Greyhound bus there to do it. *cough cough*

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  11. 3 hours ago, VolenteHawk said:

    I think we need to check on him. That reads like the wife trying to sound normal while he’s locked in a dungeon. Not unlike an alien trying to sound human post body-snatching.

    There could be real trouble here.

    I agree with you. That's why I started by asking if he was having a stroke. There's no way a reasonable, healthy man would have told that story to any other person. 

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  12. On 10/26/2020 at 6:33 AM, Dbeasy said:

    When discussing the season-ending injury to Jaylen Waddle, Saban noted that the Crimson Tide standout ideally would not have been returning the opening kickoff. “I hate it that [Waddle] gets hurt on a play like that. Not supposed to bring a ball out when he's that deep in the end zone,” Saban said.

    Prick.

    And then went on to say you have to trust a great player's judgment. He was just upset and angry that he got hurt. Take a midol or something.

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  13. Actually I would worry about a 80 series with only 3k miles. It would probably be totally dry rotted. But I'd scoop one up with 100k if I could find one in good shape. 

  14. 54 minutes ago, Anton Chigurh said:


    That is the rarest one though to be fair (the trail teams in general).

    There was another that had been owned by Jerry Seinfeld a month or two ago. It was a 6 speed and had 3k miles but it went for $68k.

    If you could find a 3k mile 80 or 100 it would go for an insane price as well.

    Yes but they are also far superior vehicles. 

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