TSCLT 4.0: Bitchy Malevolent Baby Ducks

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I'm having a bit of break-fast snackage.


No milk for the cat this morning. He didn't finish his can of high-dollar cat food yesterday, so he's getting cut off.


I found these for sale the other day, by accident. They're a lot like US $5 gold pieces:


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as compared to:


https://www.govmint.com/media/catalog/product/cache/image/beff4985b56e3afdbeabfc89641a4582/1/9/1908-1929-5-dollar-gold-indian-bu_222086_3.jpg


Achtung baby!!!


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Kentucky Derby weekend and the local news is full of race-related silliness.
Adults racing on kid's bikes. Damned fools.
 
Cinco de Mayo and funky hat weekend all rolled together. It's going to be fun out there alright.

I wonder how Mint Julips mix with Dos Equis?
 
My calendar says Ramadan starts very soon, but the it also says that it's really hard to protect. What kind of religion is that I ask you?
 
Since a morning spot cancelled, I'm heading out for errands as soon as my cup empties. If all goes well I should be able to start the weekend a few hours early.

Be nice to the doctor Wat, but talking about needing the proper papers reminds me of China or 1984. A little too creepy for me.
 
Yeah, all but. It still feels a bit weird having this thingie in where my hip used to be, and the muscles are still buffing back up to where they want to be to hold everything at the angle they want it to be in.


That probably doesn't make sense to someone who hasn't undergone Teh Procedure.


What I feel is more of a small annoyance/discomfort as opposed to the misery that the old one had gotten to the point of being.


Honestly, with 1000% tr00thiness included, I have no fucking idea how I put up with the old one as long as I did.


https://78.media.tumblr.com/134917815f55f9d61afa649a34aee3a1/tumblr_p82pm4kZpE1vfqzv2o1_500.jpg
 
Today I saw an ad for Calvin Klein. Rubber gloves. Yes folks, rubber toilet cleaning mopping the floor gloves. After looking under the sink, I find I need to find me a party to attend.
 
Yeah, all but. It still feels a bit weird having this thingie in where my hip used to be, and the muscles are still buffing back up to where they want to be to hold everything at the angle they want it to be in.


That probably doesn't make sense to someone who hasn't undergone Teh Procedure.


What I feel is more of a small annoyance/discomfort as opposed to the misery that the old one had gotten to the point of being.


Honestly, with 1000% tr00thiness included, I have no fucking idea how I put up with the old one as long as I did.


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We all do. You're a real man in a fashion frowned upon by a new generation(s).
 
Baby ducks should be stacked away from people, for the stack of duck shit is proportional and stinky.

I thought the natives moved to Canada because they get better payouts here.

Todays wind storm was unpleasant and as a follow up we are having a thunderstorm with a chance of hail. Mother Nature needs to take parenting courses.
 
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