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such a violent way to go. i enjoyed his work.

dirty mike and the boys. what them baggy pants do?

will have 84% humidity, currently. it will feel like 111. drink plenty of water, but not too fast, if you have lemons, cut slices for your water, helps the quench. stay inside. i say that, but i have to venture outdoors today. if you don't have to, don't. and if you have to walk around, use an umbrella, for shade.

it was that thing, that you told us about, that one time, in that place you used to go to.

likes to invite himself over for my world famous stolen ribs.

everything hurts. and i can't work out like i used to. i hurt myself, quite a bit. my insides don't work right. i worry all the time for my adult children, becuase they struggle, and i dont know how good of a job i did. i think about death alot. how i'm going to die. will it be violent? will it be peaceful? how much didn't i do? how much can i do? can i even? bargaining with my time on this earth, *like the universe is listening. but, a little herbage, sets the mind at ease, and i start to think about what i'm going to plant next, that i need to get in the sewing room. how can i get these classes for the youth going. what else can i do for my world while i'm here. and then i think, boy oh boy, i also can't wait for this to be over, becuase boy howdy, it's been a rough ride, and i dont' EVEN know how i made it through. what i think the most about though...is will i leave this place, better than i found it? probably not, but i'm the chick that will wipe down the sink in the public bathroom, leaving it better for the next person. so, i still try.

taught guy fieri everything he doesn't know.

yeah...i was lost. but i got found. i thought you were criticizing the greatest football team of never time. GO BLUE!

leftover: garlic butter rice, black beans and diced sautee tomato. no bok choy. : [ ate it with tortilla chips. it wasn't terrible.

before/after

32 Palestinians killed trying to reach food distribution hubs, Gaza authorities say

coordinated a network of pickle jar openers, only to be utilized on alternate tuesdays.

no point. i thought you said inquiry. but i'll leave up my error. because that's what fessin' up means. you say something stupid, it's wrong, you resign to the fault, and move on. NOT what ever it is you're doing ghos...er crackard.

noice.

here's a highlight, champ. *note, it's cut off, because this is called a screen shot. if you would like more information as to the definition of inquiry, google that shit.

yes

wait.... isn't this the same dirty cap he bragged about paying somebody to sew on the patches? lmao. that caps look like it was bought from temu: nascar dept.

lmao. your fake watches were an indulgence. lulz. bless your heart. also...get a load of rockafeller. now that he sits in the lap of retirement fortune, fuck the peasants on the line, where he gets most of his carny jewelery.

a pile of cash... and yet, bye bye went the silver.. adios to the local taylor shop. now it's knock off watches, and the fantastic and fast paced life, that is being a pedistrian, while stalking employees at the local chain pharmacy, trying to escape social fucktards like you

so, you're talking out your arse. again. per usual. you wear baggy pants, that are at least 2 sizes too big for you, and you call it fashion and indeed, flood insurance. you're a ridiculous man, but i honestly think you get the biggest jolt out getting this much abuse. you're a masichist, which, is probably not your only kink, but hey...whatevs

lmao. so now we're litigating our retirements. people's court?

prove it. *with proper quantitative finance analytical graphs.

prove it.

how would you know? you don't even know what the vote was about. lol moron.

well, aren't you the thoughtful fucking interloper.