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RDCanecutter

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  1. Sitting down in their coal mines the week before the game plotting all that stuff out with that Secret Sign Language like they do. Like wizards casting spells. I'm scared of em.
  2. You think those guys don't cheat just because they're deaf?
  3. Jane Curtin got em following the rules.
  4. We could go live in those empty Mexican houses. They'd cost less. Unless you move to the town right after some fucking "Fair Trade" philosopher who refused to bargain.
  5. Just so y'all know, when both guys say "Donald," they tend to slur it like the Scottish Gaelic pronunciation. Happens more often when they follow it with "Trump." "Domhnall Trump..." Gentlemen, we have been infiltrated by Jacobites.
  6. Pretty damn boring so far.
  7. MAGA Grandbabies wondering why they can't have nice things.
  8. Ain't nothin but a thang. If I keep walking steady, the streak will reappear.
  9. They believe it, they believe it, they believe it. They believe it even more if they know you don't believe it.
  10. 0:47 several landwhales wearing tents for shirts appear, walking up the path behind her, quite improbably under their own power and making good speed, I am reminded of the charging hippo. Also, is that supposed to be some famous building behind her? I am sure I have no idea as I do not frequent land-locked states where they produce this sort of ying-yang whiny music.
  11. I lost my streak Sunday. We were at a large outdoor mall that was prime check-in territory as my wife hiked around earning Noise Coins for the household, but my tiny breakfast got me through tent and table set-up, then it was blood-sugar-dive collapse-in-chair until I was given a chicken sandwich and got my groove back. But then the people had shown up, and I extroverted enough of em into visiting my booth so I could break even. My friend in a "better" part of the mall grossed $3, and the person wanted to pay with a card. Breaking even did not seem so bad after that. That mall was a rocky place where our art could find no purchase. About the streak, yeah I could have recovered it, but all I care about is the map, not the coins. So I guess I should have paid some coins to save the streak. I ain't no monument to rational thought. The other day I took a tunnel under a street, and the app recorded it accurately. As opposed to when I walk under a parking deck, and it goes crazy.
  12. "Well now son, that's just how cagey President Trump is at slippin and slidin around the Demoncrat Sheeple hordes, got em believin he accepts their lies. Hell, all they's doin by thinkin he lost is settin him up for a free third term. [wink] [nod]"
  13. Try leading her less.
  14. Some meat products, you just close your eyes and you can hear the shling of a flathead shovel on wet concrete.
  15. You can't prove the hoodlum part, Rusty.
  16. Zepol, I am sitting here trying to firm up after 24 hours of diarrhea. It would be nice to meet you, and the girls seem fun, but DAMN if I ate half that much fair food y'all would be able to find me by following the slug-trail of molten shit as I crawled up under a ride to die.
  17. The redheaded child sitting hunched-over at the table has seen some shit.
  18. I believe that my deceased ancestors watch over me, guide me, and protect me from harm. This is why I am fearless and have not yet been killed. They also steer me away from conspiracy theorists and their ilk. Let me hear your feedback in the comments.
  19. I took half a day in Mexico to explain to my teenage students why, if they visited the US, they should not blow their horn at people. They were bewildered, like I'd asked them to stop breathing. Then we had a conversation about how even if the Wayans brothers used a certain word over and over, it doesn't mean you should. Then there was the losing battle to get them to stop saying they ate ham-boogers.
  20. Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe the frat rats start a "Let's Go Brandon" chant.
  21. Yeah I wish. In a crowd of Alabama and Georgia football fans, it'll be even more Trumpy than the general population. The Democrats will either be home listening to "Wait Wait Don't Tell Me," or else getting paid good money to just play.
  22. Spend a couple of years learning Spanish, you can do it if you ditch your English-speaking family and immerse yourself in Mexico City with your new friend(s). Then get a copy of El Periquillo Sarniento by Lizardi, it's the first Mexican novel. Don't get the fucking edited version that every damn Spanish Lit professor doles out to you saying the rest just goes on too long-- NO. Be a DAREDEVIL! Get the whole giant multivolume book and enjoy your picaresque crawl around New Spain. The main character aka the Scruffy Parrot has to be a distant Spanish ancestor of Beavis and Butthead. The unedited work can be had for about 100 bucks. Yeah sure you can't spare a hundred, and you say you're STEM, right...
  23. I was good at art and languages, so naturally one day I decided to go back to school and study to be a Materials Engineer. It was a character builder seeing as I had to teach myself Trig before I could start taking the Calculus courses. Those weren't bad if all I did was study, which I did while sipping bourbon in order to break and rebuild my brain. Calc I was OK because it was taught in the Religious Cult/Drill Sergeant way that I respond well too, but by Calc 3 I was in a ditch. Physics was easy when it was throwing baseballs on the moon, but when we moved on to electrical fields I started drooling. I still had a crow-like ability to make things work in Physics lab, but no clue as to why. Chemistry was fine at first because I clued in that I didn't have to outrun the bear, I just needed to outrun the other campers, and a 30 scaled up to a B. But then I had a lab where we were playing with acid, and my station was next to the sink. The sink where every little bastard in the lab would blast the water full-strength into their test tubes to clean them, spraying me, about 20 times per lab, with diluted acid. Then one day in Calc 3 I was trying to keep up, all the while this one dude was blurting the answers before the professor could finish the questions. I realized then that I had been the same as him, in language classes. That's when I started fading out of the photo of the Engineering family.
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