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Look out folks, he's on a tare...

Here's wat - https://www.dslreports.com/faq/17883

"The 3 Bs" are great too. (Bach, Brahms & Beethoven - so that zeni knows who the 3 Bs are)

How's the Bufferbloat? http://www.dslreports.com/speedtest

And they can kill your pets.

Because we have each other's backs...it's a great place to store your knives!

Yeah, everybody talked up Portillo's & my Uncle sent us a gift card for Xmas, so I finally tried it. Not very impressed with the Italian Beef - "Ditka's Italian Beef" is far better.

Heard of "Portillo's"? I think the guy that owned Brown's is the brother to the one that owns that chain.

My taste for music was evident at an early age...

When I was a kid, before KFC hit the Chicago Burbs, we had Brown's.as a chain. Great chicken & came with a biscuit & a honey pack. Everyone I ever talked to put the honey on the chicken - it was really good that way. They were pretty big in the area, then this happened...http://www.dailyherald.com/news/20180106/timeline-browns-chicken-murders-and-the-aftermath

Nope. '66 Rambler Americans were built like tanks. I backed into a large dumpster and dented the dumpster. The guy I sold it to had totaled his 60something Challenger. I think he traded it for a guitar and the next guy totaled it somehow.

Never was. Mom had very nice parents, so she didn't do it & Dad was beaten by his father with a flail and by priests & nuns at school. He promised himself he'd never do that to his kid(s).

Their critiques do not mean that's the score you'll get. In fact, he might actually be grading the critiques to see how much they understand about critiquing. Or it could be about seeing how people react to being critiqued by their peers (fyi - this will happen in the workplace too).

Tried it a couple times, didn't like it.

Come on, it's not like you're zeni.

USA (with Canada's a close second).

National Anthem

'Fess up zeni. You were watching because you saw the name of the show and thought you might get some pointers.

Farmer goes out to check on his cattle in the pasture and finds his prized bull laying on its back, legs moving around haphazardly, tongue hanging out and eyes looking in different directions. He immediately calls his vet to come out. The Vet rushes over, takes one look and says, "I know what this is!" The Vet runs to his car, pulls out a long metal pipe and runs back to the Bull. He tells the farmer, "I'm gonna shove this pipe up the Bull's anus, you go 'round to the front of the Bull. Once you're there, watch the Bull's eyes & tongue and tell me if there's a change." The farmer does that as the Vet shoves the pipe in. "Any change?", he asks. The farmer responds with a "Nope". The Vet then puts the end of the pipe in his mouth and with all the force he can muster, blows into the pipe. Suddenly, the Bull's tongue goes back in his mouth, the eyes look straight forward and the legs flip to the same side...and the Bull stands up! The farmer is stunned, but thankful. The Vet tells him, "These things have a habit of reoccurring. Once a bovine has it, they have it for life. I'll leave the pipe here and you use it just as I did to fix the problem." The farmer pays the Vet and thanks him profusely for his help, and the Vet drives off. Sure enough, a couple days later the same Bull is in the same condition. The farmer thinks, "Hey, I might as well show off to my not too bright hired hand", and calls him over, giving him the instructions that the Vet told him to do. The hired hand does as he's told and goes to the front of the Bull, the farmer shoves the pipe up the asshole of the Bull and blows with all his might. "Anything happen?" he asks. "Nope", replies the hired hand. The farmer tries a few more times with no success. Finally, he tells the hired hand to switch places with him, thinking he might see what is going wrong from in front of the Bull. He gets to the front of the Bull and looks up to see the hired hand pulling the pipe out. "Hey, waddya think you're doin'?", he bellows. The hired hand replies as he flips the pipe over and inserts the other end, "You don' expect me to put my lips on the same end you did, do you?"

Guy dies and goes to Hell. There he is met by a guide demon who tells him, "I know how they talk about us above, but it's not all that bad down here. For example, we have a choice of areas where you can spend eternity and you get to choose after seeing each of them. Follow me." The demon leads him to a great wooden door, which he opens with a loud creak. "This is the first room." The guy looks in and as far as the eye can see, there are men & women, standing on their heads on broken glass. The guy winces and says, "Let me see another room." The demon takes him to the next door and the guy looks inside. As far as he can see, there are men & women standing on their heads on broken glass. The guy shudders and says, "Take me to the next room. Please!" At the third door, the demon states, "This is the final room. You will have to make your choice after this." As the door opens, the guy is nearly knocked down by the stench. Once he recovers and peers inside, he sees men & women as far as the eye can see, standing upright, drinking tea and coffee, knee deep in human feces. "Make your choice", says the demon. The guy considers all he has seen and decides, "Well, the smell here is nearly unbearable, but I guess this beats the other two." "Fine", says the demon, "go down and find yourself a spot to spend eternity. Someone will bring you coffee or tea." The guy finds a spot, trying to hold back his gagging. Just as he does, he hears in a loud, booming voice, "ALRIGHT, COFFEE BREAK'S OVER, EVERYONE BACK ON YOUR HEADS!"

Mostly use it to listen to Spotify at work or look up stuff on the web when I'm out. Rarely use it as a phone.

Cyrillic

The FDoT is still investigating...with hookers...and Blackjack... http://wgntv.com/2018/03/07/truck-spills-60000-pounds-of-busch-beer-onto-florida-interstate/