uncleboo
Uncle Boo
uncleboo

I’d definitely purchase a large house, but I’d probably go the opium addict route. Mind, not opiates, but opium. I could see myself going the full 19th Victorian, elaborate pipes, plush furniture, and floor to veiling artwork so my eyes have something to look at when orbital movement has ceased due to my body turning

Not American, but an ‘86 560SL could do the trick....

“And no, mandating affordable housing or projects is NOT the answer. NYC gets hundreds of applications for every single unit, it’s a great deal for the lucky duckies who win the lottery, but it does nothing for everyone else.”

You just have to go full feather and what that implies. Flying fucking T-Rex. And don’t come at me with this “but ostriches and kiwis can’t fly and they have feathers” bullshit. They can fly. They’re just lazy.

I want to go so I can drag my nuts across Ken Ham’s stupid fucking face.

Only a branch of dinos (the ones that became birds) had feathers. I think most are still feather-less.

It really sounded like he was pleased to be interrupted.

I love this woman.

he could have been screwed

Which makes me giddy if my ex was bound up in knots watching her BQ slip away. Miss you dear. HA

Wait, the punishment is not being allowed *in* Levi’s Stadium? You sure you heard him right?

yes but, being a good businessman is fostering long term relationships. the desire to do business with a guy that is honest and fair is worth many times any short term sale. being known as a guy that will rip someone off if he thinks he can get away with it will cost you in the long run.

I see it more as this - different people have different moral thresholds. If I see something that’s a good deal and someone is just looking to sell it quickly, I’ll bite. If some little old lady is selling her late husband’s car and has no idea what it is, except that it has wheels, then I have utmost respect for the

I’ve only had one true “barn find” incident in my life personally. I was about 18 years old and worked for JC Penney. During my lunch one summer, I was looking through the Dallas Times Herald’s car classifieds and saw “Old Mercury for Sale. Make offer.” with the phone number. It was late in the day, on a Friday, but I

You’ll never fuck things up for me again, you son of a bitch?

Judging from what the cars he has customized look like, Will.i.am maybe?

You’re right. They should’ve called it LaKarma. Then it wouldn’t be weird at all. Just ask Ferrari.

Or literally anything else.

Using the word “cuck” should be a hate crime. I hope that word will be eliminated within my wife’s son’s lifetime.

It’s a ridesharing service