wacky1980

leave it to fuggs to complain because her cycle finally went back to normal.

if you're not trading pied piper coin by the end of the year, i'ma be very disappointed.

i trip on my own balls every day. it's not all it's cracked up to be. i'd avoid trying it if i were you.

thank you! this was my favorite logo design for all the festival media i did over the years. partly because of the double entendre, but also because it was the simplest to draw. and i'm a bit of a fan of old western tv programs, so this trope was fun and fitting.

my surname is occupational. i am a watchman.

radio who?

thom yorke comes to mind as well.

big cocks used to be an evolutionary advantage, back when every cock was competing to drop their seed the deepest. but with the relatively modern concept of monogamy, that's no longer the case. if anything, they could now be an evolutionary DISadvantage, because someone with a large cock is statistically more likely to have a higher number of sexual partners. and now that birth control is in pretty high use, the likelihood of picking up a reproductive disease is greater than the likelihood of dropping a baby into a belly and keeping it there full-term. so a large cock is more likely to remove your genes from the pool than it is to create the offspring. i'm mostly talking out my ass here, but it sounds good so i'ma stick with it. also, it makes me feel better.

mom

@Sawdamizer nice profile pic. cleft lip joker is best joker.

https://eventhorizontelescope.org/ released the photo in a simultaneous, worldwide press conference this morning. the photo is the culmination of over 2 years of work from several observatories' synced observations of the M87 galaxy's core over 55M light years away. this is pretty god damned amazing work. click link for full story. also, inb4 joke about fuggs' asshole.

this is the correct answer, btw. there is no "or"

got another plumber coming in tomorrow morning. i had to sit down tonight and slap together some "blueprints" for them to get an idea of our plan. this is like, v.14 at this point, but i'm feeling pretty good about it. made the utility closet and walk-in cooler a bit larger than previous versions, mostly to simplify and reduce materials costs (that actually makes sense, you'll just have to trust me on this one). moving on...electrical has been difficult, but utility company added their drop last week and i'm supposed to get a meter and panel installed tomorrow. at that point, we'll finally have local power to operate tools and whatnot. then if the plumber isn't wicked high, we'll be getting started on that phase as early as 4/22. contractor is scheduled to fire back up around the same time, so hopefully i can put him to work building out the rest of the stage while plumbing/concrete is dropped in. then we should be able to start on bar/rr structures around 4/29. in the meantime, i had to have new air conditioning installed in the bar because the old one died the full death. it was only like 29 years old, so it had a good run. took the installers one day to remove the old air handler and outdoor unit, and replace with new. thought about going with dual stage, but we don't have the cash to toss at that while working on the hop garden. so we opted for a single stage 5-ton unit instead. there goes another $5000, ugh. anyways, a snapshot of the layout i put together for the plumber:

also gonna post the bird because I'm cool and unique lol

finally got around to finishing adventure time tonight. i fucking cried like a baby.

we'll see how well dinner goes first...

there's some tilting going on here, methinks.

she's being taken out for surprise dinner tonight, and getting an afternoon away from the kids on saturday to fire a deadly weapon into the side of a hill. if that's not good enough, may as well shoot me now because it's not gonna get much better than that.

i'd like to think i'll just pass out after the weenus (lol) and then the rest won't matter.

that's good enough for a win. nice work, old chap.

long as she doesn't snip off the cock in my sleep.

i trust her to do it right. i just have to make sure to not push her so far over the edge that the rage is a blind one. none of that getting shot in the gut and bleeding out for 5 hours internally. nuh-uh.

that's why i'm getting her a 9mm. if she's gonna go crazy and try to murder me, a halfways decent first shot should do the trick. i don't want her coming at me with a kitchen knife and stabbing me 62 times to get the job done.

this is a good example of the difference between a toxic relationship and a healthy one.

i prefer the shotgun. i used to have a real nice ithaca deerslayer 12ga but it's been submitted to the halls of the deerhunter cathedral on the family farm. all i have left now is a little .22 rifle. well, that and a shiny new 9mm that i'll eventually be transferring to the wife. the rest of the lot is not registered and therefore non-existent.