It’s a stab at fat… I can’t help but feel targeted but I’ll have to wait until the stabbing pain in my chest subsides. The shooting pain down my left arm is lessening already! I’m fine, everything’s fine… just let me catch my breath for a moment.
It’s a stab at fat… I can’t help but feel targeted but I’ll have to wait until the stabbing pain in my chest subsides. The shooting pain down my left arm is lessening already! I’m fine, everything’s fine… just let me catch my breath for a moment.
That boy’s thought… “I May Tag that later if all goes well.”
Land Shark!!!
TIL that honey bees are Juggalos…whoop whoop.
Sometimes it’s also their last diamondback
Everyone that has been exposed to it dies…eventually.
Sounds like the “undercover spy gear” that was popular for a while. I think there was a cigarette case that folded open and became a gun and, of course, the ink pen telescope plus the ink pen with disappearing ink! And several others as well. It was weird… we all played outside using our imagination to create fabulous worlds in the same backyard that was a grand prix track yesterday and an undersea exploration spot the day before that. A stick was a horse one minute, a cane the next, a rifle after that , and a baseball bat… hitting home runs with the bases loaded, winning the world series. Those black walnuts would sail when you made good contact!
Look… ok… it’s right there in my name…old. LOL
Wasn’t that the “high” lobster named Price episode? LOVED that tie died shell of his!
They’re free to die however they choose. Or however death chooses them.
They’ll all be there with thoughts and prayers… and apparently claps. I mean, I know that’s what “I” do whenever someone wants money from me… I’ll think about them, pray I’m never in that circumstance, and clap for them. Seems to help.
That’s sarcasm… for anyone instantly seething and spitting foam.
The awkward silence is because they know that clapping is not doing anything useful.
I had a party line during the 80’s in Arkansas.
I too try to give the benefit of the doubt when reading stilted text that basically conveys the meaning but the syntax is janky.
I’m in southern Ohio so there are quite a few people from the hills and hollers around here.
Methany definitely talks exactly like how that is.
Hi! I’m Guy Weinerman. I always had trouble striking up conversations with strangers until that fateful day I made a fantastic discovery! For the low low sum of $49.95 I can teach you what I discovered.
I volunteer as tribute!
I’m always UP for an escort.
Especially if she’s a long legged redhead.
UMMMmmmm what do you mean not “that” type of escort???
Having been abducted by aliens myself and having sired offspring, I believe that this would be a good match! We shall vanquish our foes.
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My fitness is questionable, but my knowledge is vast. I’ll team up and be ok.
It’s high time we take control of all these wild oaks out there. Every single one has thousands of acorns any any one of those might have YOUR name on it.
We need action NOW!
We need immediate Oak controls laws. And I damn sure don’t want to hear any of that stale old BS “my oak hasn’t ever harmed anyone”…
Oaks have no place in polite society. End of discussion. Get educated!
BTW that’s all satire. I love oaks. Actually my first knothole was an oak. I love oaks.
I really didn’t want to but I’ve had run ins with that HP 5200 in the past and Betty is still covered in toner stains from when he/it dusted her. She was gently cleaning his roller when he suddenly exploded all over her face and hair. Milky white skin, blonde hair, both hands… totally covered in hot black toner… literally forced her to face clients the rest of the day covered in his letter batter. Sorry, not sorry.
Old “your momma” joke… Your momma so fat when she sits around the house, she sits “around” the house! Meaning that she’s as big as the whole house or even bigger than the house.
Which someone that fat is morbidly obese.
So the joke is a twist on the joke, with a jab at the fat person, in the form of faux concern over their health.
Sort of in the same vein as “bless your heart” or “he/she has a great personality”.