“Aleppo is what I feed my rock wilder” -Emmit Smith
“Aleppo is what I feed my rock wilder” -Emmit Smith
I, by contrast, spent this afternoon with my nearest and dearest getting our hair combed out at the lice place after the kids’ school kicked them out on the first day because nits. It was surprisingly fun.
We also have the freedom to kneel if we want to when we hear the anthem. Or turn our backs. Or dance a jig. Those people died for her freedom to do that too.
You REALLY don't want to have baseball players weigh in on this....
Any farmer will tell you that one less thing they have to spend their time doing means they can focus on the other 9000 things clamoring for their attention.
This is at the base of the Grapevine on I-5 headed North towards Bakersfield. This is a long, steep hill. Been driving that route for decades and at night you can see the trucks brakes glowing red and there’s always a stench of burning brakes in the air.
You obviously don’t know what Dogs enjoy, they roll in dead things for gad sake.
OR, they might want to sleep with you MORE. You know they are dogs, not people, right?
well that’s gross that you let the dogs under the blankets
it must suck to be so alone.
You are quite the party.
Found the never-nude.
This all day long.
This whole thing has been exhausting, as a sexual assault survivor. It’s like everywhere I turn there are rape apologists—more so than usual.
Leave this fucking woman alone, you internet shitbags. WTF is wrong with these puerile hackers??
You’re alive and writing, so that’s a good sign.
Regarding the Jensen-Healey: No, you couldn’t drive it into a burning building to have it fixed, that would indicate it actually drove, and before anyone flames me, I had one, a ‘73 which had 8,000 miles on it when I bought it in ‘81, that should tell you all you need to know.
To everyone saying he should just pay to have it done; were you never young? We did this kind of stuff all the time. To our cars, our friends cars. Made me the mechanic I am today. You keep up the good work Aaron.