TSCLT 9.0: Allah Hates A Pussy, Too!!!

[SpeareChucker]

I have come to the conclusion that despite their resemblance to a sausage,
dachshund must taste terrible because nothing seems to want to eat them...



Maybe because they're such mean little shits that stand their ground,
I mean, barely stand it, hell, their bellies don't even clear the grass.

 

[bellisarius]

They were bred to go after Badger. That takes some serious attitude.

 

[SpeareChucker]

This is all true.
They see a coyote and all they see is exposed belly.

 

[bellisarius]

Badgers flatten themselves out like a rug and like all weasels will go for the gonads. Dachshunds can get low enough to foil that technique. I guess it would sorta be like watching a Limbo contest but with blood flying.

 

[SpeareChucker]

And it is also the solitary against the pack.
It's hard to defend your ass and nose at the same time...

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Praises to Allah, we have weasels. Seems we got all the st000pid ones. Which makes today just like every other day here in Wat's Workers Paradise.


A bit shilly, but a pretty day nonetheless. All my shit is outta my satellite. My office has improved quite a bit. The brass lamp is a nice touch.


Of course, some Co-worker Cunt will have to make a comment. Wait, one already did, so I hurt his feelings for him.


Silly fucking weasels . . . .

 

[SpeareChucker]

It's raining here.
Not good weather for the hunter...

 

[bellisarius]

Chilly and windy here. 75 will be the high so it's "open window" day.

 

[bellisarius]

I bought me some gin-you-wine Maple syrup the other day, guess what's for breakfast?

 

[SpeareChucker]

Lasagna?

 

[bellisarius]

You were SO close.

 

[SpeareChucker]

~~~ tee hee ~~~

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Wat likes lasagna for breakfast.


Wrapping up.


There's a clusterfuck in administrating the re-opening bit of our work. In short, we can do punch list, but we're uber-diddle-fucked on getting back to production. I blame the Jabbas. They both make sweeping generalities and prognostications and then we're stuck cleaning up the mess. Big Jabba especially.


Fuck it, it's the weekend, and the weasels are all but done, so . . . .

 

[Conager]

Leftover lasagna (especially the corner pieces) is quite suitable for breakfast; also lunch and dinner.

My mom will tell you that my lasagna is far better than hers but even hers was quite acceptable the next day. Somewhere or another she got this recipe where you put uncooked crunchy lasagna noodles in layers in your pan as if you were doing it properly then adding an equal part of water as your sauce and baking a little longer. Not so good the first time but give it a day and it becomes just about as good as any lasagna.

 

[bellisarius]

Wat likes lasagna for breakfast.


Wrapping up.


There's a clusterfuck in administrating the re-opening bit of our work. In short, we can do punch list, but we're uber-diddle-fucked on getting back to production. I blame the Jabbas. They both make sweeping generalities and prognostications and then we're stuck cleaning up the mess. Big Jabba especially.


Fuck it, it's the weekend, and the weasels are all but done, so . . . .

The consequence of those not doing the work setting the schedule. If they were the ones that had to suffer financial penalties for over schedule you'd see a BIG change.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Home with cat. Grazing in. Remembered to stop and collect some dairy products along the way.


Ordered some more mags for the new firearm, and the service was so good (from MT) that they have beaten the gun to town. I may have to favorite their website and buy shit from them regularly. Hell, they even called to be sure about the shipping, and to save/refund me $2.00 'Murrikan.


Old Jabba has lost a step, and he's in over his head. Think Peter Principle. And he ain't bright enough to demand some help. Greed may have something to do with that. Jabba gets paid from a fund, so the less spent, the more he makes. He fired the guy who would have been the on-site PM. The guy is two more Gol' Dang Its from a massive stroke.


Insh'Allah . . . .

 

[bellisarius]

Does he have the goods on someone? Family member? <shrug>

 

[Wat_Tyler]

I don't think so, and no. He did okay starting out and was rewarded, but he has a smarmy side, too. I'm pretty sure he's gettting paid by a couple of the subs.


But I can't prove it, not even close.


Kinda worn out here. Bedtime for the household, I think.

 

[SpeareChucker]

Leftover lasagna (especially the corner pieces) is quite suitable for breakfast; also lunch and dinner.

My mom will tell you that my lasagna is far better than hers but even hers was quite acceptable the next day. Somewhere or another she got this recipe where you put uncooked crunchy lasagna noodles in layers in your pan as if you were doing it properly then adding an equal part of water as your sauce and baking a little longer. Not so good the first time but give it a day and it becomes just about as good as any lasagna.

That's similar to the two approaches to concrete post holes.
There are the recipe people who mix it up, add aggregate, even lay down
wire caging and then try and dump the wet mess into the hole.
The rest of us just dump a bag in and throw some water on it. Over the course
of time, it will harden up just as hard as the other method and it is
so much quicker and easier.

 

[bellisarius]

Good morning all.

Post hole concrete applied to lasagna, vely interesting.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Happy Saturday!!!


Consolidated leakage is putting dry sakrete into the hole, tamping the motherfuck out of it, making double damn sure the post is plumb to the four points of the compass, and it'll leech water from the soil and set up hard as a weddin' dick.


Up and gettin' runnin' here. Gonna go to Wally's early to get a half a cartload of household necessities. We're good on t/p.


Meanwhile, coffee . . . .

 

[SpeareChucker]

If I "knew" more about motorcycles...



As it is, I "know" a lot about holes and concrete.
Some people here should be very, very nervous.

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[SpeareChucker]

In the Scouts, we used to have "bug juice" at all our meals.

For years, I just assumed that bugs tasted like grapes
and then I ate one on a dare from my cousin...

 

[bellisarius]

And reading depth charts.

 

[SpeareChucker]

I'm too shallow for that.