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  1. You gotta be kiddin me with this shit when this is out there. Sexy-Danica-McKellar-Winnie-From-The.jpgD_MacKellar-Stuff2005Jul06-DL.jpg
    My god!!!! That delicately beautiful face. And a body that could melt a cheese sandwich from across the room. And breasts that seem to say..."Hey! Look at these!" She's the kind of woman who makes you want to drop to your knees and thank God you were born a man!

    She reminds me of my mother, all right. No doubt about it.
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  2. How is luka in there OP? He has played maybe a 100ish games. Yes he is fun to watch but he could blow out a knee or get in a car crash tomorrow. Not top 10 of all time, and my kid has his jersey and a big ass poster of him on the wall so not putting down his awesome game.
    You may be right. Let me slide Sura to #8. Penders Jr. to #9. And I my new #10 is between Cherokee Parks and Wild Bill Wennington.
  3. I got a similar text from a student at Alabama.

    It was a way to ask for donations to the alumni association. Those students usually work hours on those kinds of projects for class credit.

    It could also be students trying to complete a class project where they need a certain number of survey participants for marketing or communications majors.

    Be nice to them and don’t be gross - they’re just trying to get their work done.

    Sorry to be the Debbie Downer, I mean they could be cam girls looking for sugar daddies, so keep hope alive!
    Did you get him to send pics????
  4. Damn, this quarantine shit really sucks for some:
    https://www.nytimes.com/2020/04/05/style/coronavirus-honeymoon-stranded.html?utm_source=nextdraft&utm_medium=email
    Olivia and Raul De Freitas are currently on their honeymoon, at a five-star resort, in the Maldives, a nation composed of more than a thousand tiny, idyllic islands in the Indian Ocean, like a trail of smashed crystals scattered on a slab of blue glass. For years the subject of fantasy photo spreads in glossy magazines, featuring luxe bungalows on stilts, in unreal aquamarine water, it was an obvious choice for their romantic getaway.
    The couple arrived just married from South Africa, where they are citizens, on Sunday, March 22, planning to stay for six days. For a 27-year-old teacher and a 28-year-old butcher, the holiday “was an extravagance,” Ms. De Freitas said. But since they hadn’t lived together before exchanging vows, it would be a short, firecracker of a launch to their marriage.
     
    Still, they had some concerns about the trip, considering the mounting travel restrictions imposed in light of the new coronavirus outbreak around the world. But nothing specific that would affect them had been announced, and their travel agent assured them that, whatever policy was forthcoming, all South African citizens would be allowed back home. Go ahead and have a great time, they were told.
    By Wednesday, they received notice that their country’s airports would all be closed by midnight Thursday. Flights back to South Africa are five hours to Doha, Qatar, a three-hour layover, and then nine hours to Johannesburg — so even if they scrambled, and even if they could get a flight, the complexities of leaving their remote island ensured they’d never make it home in time.
     
    As much of the world rapidly ground to a halt, the few other guests still at the resort last week escaped to their respective countries. The last of them to leave, Americans, had to wrangle permission for a flight to Russia, before returning to the United States.
    The couple considered taking the hour-and-a-half speedboat ride to the main island and trying their luck at the airport. But the Maldives had also announced their own lockdown around the same time, banning any new foreign travelers. If they left the resort, they might not be allowed back in. So, they stayed.
     
    By Sunday, they were the only guests at their resort, the Cinnamon Velifushi Maldives, which normally is at capacity this time of year, catering to some 180 guests. (“Room rates start at $750 a night,” its website still says.) The resort comprises the entirety of its speck of an island. There is nowhere to go. The couple reign like benign yet captive sovereigns over their islet. The days are long and lazy. They sleep in, snorkel, lounge by the pool, repeat.
    The resort’s full staff are at hand, because of the presence of the two guests. Government regulations won’t allow any Maldivians to leave resorts until after they undergo a quarantine that follows their last guests’ departure. Accustomed to the flow of a bustling workday, and the engagement with a full house of guests, most of the staff, having grown listless and lonely, dote on the couple ceaselessly. Their “room boy” checks on them five times a day. The dining crew made them an elaborate candlelit dinner on the beach. Every night performers still put on a show for them in the resort’s restaurant: Two lone audience members in a grand dining hall.
     
    At breakfast, nine waiters loiter by their table. Hostesses, bussers and assorted chefs circulate conspicuously, like commoners near a celebrity. The couple has a designated server, but others still come by to chat during meals, topping off water glasses after each sip, offering drinks even though brimming cocktail glasses stand in full view, perspiring. The diving instructor pleads with them to go snorkeling whenever they pass him by.
     
    Update: On Sunday, April 5, according to the couple, they were given an hour’s notice by the embassy, communicating via WhatsApp, to pack their bags. After saying their goodbyes and thank-yous, they were taken by speedboat to another five-star resort, where South Africans in the Maldives, about two dozen in all, are being consolidated. The local government told them it would subsidize a large portion of the cost of their stay.
    Their return date home? Still unknown.
    As for their original hotel’s staff, they have been told they must remain for two weeks after the guest’s departure. According to the hotel management, they have been, and are still being, paid.
     
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  5. Hayes Carll is on the Amazon Music channel on Twitch right now.
    there is a Luck Reunion thing tonight with John McCauley from Deer Tick, with special guests 
    Listening to luck reunion right now. Thanks.
  6. Amazon delivered the balaclava yesterday.  I went to Costco this morning looking like a complete clown - balaclava, sunglasses, old tshirt, comfortable basketball shorts, crocs.
    No one gave me a second or odd look.  No one snickered or cared.  What few people were there this morning were all wearing masks themselves (various types from homemade cloth to surgical masks) and minding their own business.  I wiped down my crocs with clorox wipes before getting back in my car. 
    2020 - Year of the ninja.
    I feel like I'm looking in a mirror when I read this.
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  7. My brother just sent me a text.  He was at my folks; they sent him out to get some groceries.  Comes home an hour later, and mom now has a fever and is in bed.
    She's 73 w/lung issues.  She got out of the house a week ago to go for a car ride with dad.  No visitors to the house other than my brother in the past 2 weeks.  
    Not a good feeling about this at all.
    Best wishes to you and your family.
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  8. My brother just sent me a text.  He was at my folks; they sent him out to get some groceries.  Comes home an hour later, and mom now has a fever and is in bed.
    She's 73 w/lung issues.  She got out of the house a week ago to go for a car ride with dad.  No visitors to the house other than my brother in the past 2 weeks.  
    Not a good feeling about this at all.
    Best wishes to you and your family.
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  9. Welp. I have a slight fever and dryness of throat. Also something appears to be attacking my red blood cells because I'm becoming dizzy and beginning to experience an itchy rash.
    Call a doc yet?
    Thanks for asking. Whatever this poison inside of me is it quickly did work on my central nervous system as I had severe muscle spasms and the inevitable drooling. At that point my entire digestive system collapsed and that was accompanied by uncontrollable flatulence. As I type this I have been reduced to a quivering wasted piece of jelly.
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    Been tipping 50% on all takeout and have paid several weeks of no housekeeping. She came yesterday in mask and gloves and gave her 50% over her rate. You’re not virtuous when you do the bare minimum you could do and brag about it on a fucking message board. You’re slorch. 

    I've been tipping 100% on all takeout. Who's doing the bare minimum now buddy? 

     

     

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