Yep. And my best friend. I was in the class after everyone was filing down their teeth over the Vampire the Masquerade larp they were all into. My buddy was in one of the first few full classes in Goose Creek rather than down in Florida.
That ain’t no fucking joke. I think I know maybe 3 couples that made it through Power School and only one that are still together. One guy is married to his ex-wife’s sister though, so maybe that counts.
I had a lot of insecurity (that led to some much needed humility) there that would have tanked any relationship I had. I was used to being the smartest guy in the room. I got there and I was painfully average with very little idea of how to work hard mentally. It was a rude but necessary awakening that made me an insufferable dick privately but helped me a lot in the long run.
Also got the best advice of my life from one of the instructors in A school. Most of the administration told us not to break the rules. This guy, every time we left for the weekend, told us “be discreet”.
No game for me. Leave it for the gamers who need it more than I do.
That being said, this is cool as hell! Merry Christmas, awesome Internet person
And cars financed at 30%.
She’ll watch over a Sheik’s harem? Become the warden at a psychiatric hospital? Be topless in Siberia?
Let’s not forget the liars and yes men he surrounds himself with in case a crumb of reality does get past the narcissism and dementia.
I was a full release male for a while. Now I’m not secure and shouldn’t be put online.
Don’t blame the alcohol. It didn’t do anything!
Oh, they’re trying to project authenticity?!? Have they tried, you know, being authentic?
I love curse words, they’re half my vocabulary. That won’t turn me off. But strong language alone will not move the fucking needle. You’ve got to meet people where they are and really give a shit, not just try stunts.
A big city not in the South. Houston and Dallas are #4 and #9. There’s public transit but it fucking sucks both places.
Hear me out. Have you tried them grilled in garlic butter with a little sprinkle of parmesan?
If it’s not for you then you won’t get any hate from me. I just wanted to throw that out there.
Chuck Schumer will call for unity.
I’m not so sure about number 3. He gets made fun of a lot. Well, he got made fun of a lot then everyone seemed to forget him. Even people with ridiculous accents made fun of his accent (of which I am one).
The people who believe him are obviously out there. But I’d like to think that most people realize that his show was (is? I don’t know) just Jerry Springer with fewer chairs being thrown and less honesty about what they’re there for.
On the other hand, I have no good explanation about why they think it would work at all without what you said. So maybe?
Same here with dad. I handled my shit in the 4th grade a single time. Bullies at my school remembered and I got left alone. I got suspended and dad got me ice cream because I was standing up for myself.
Several years later some bullies from another school who didn’t know me tried pulling some shit in the wrong place. Not school grounds so there were no policies stopping us. I had just turned old enough to drive. A group of them tried their luck and started talking shit. So I pulled out my tire tool and started swinging. I didn’t hit anyone. I just came out looking crazy and they went on their way.
This will not be everyone’s experience, but in mine you just have to look insane enough that no one doubts you’ll try to maim them.
You ain’t wrong, but I said the same thing about him. Almost exactly. The biggest difference is I wouldn’t have to hold my nose to vote for Bernie, I genuinely like the dude and my policy quibbles come down to quibbles.
Rant incoming.
Hell, the DNC may run Bernie now that he’s old enough. Or they’ll pick a cop to lead the ticket where their side doesn’t like or trust the police. Anything as long as they don’t win. Their last big winners were Obama and Clinton, both of which were in their 40s. Can’t make that fucking mistake again I guess. Even on the R side it’s been middle aged people rather than geriatric motherfuckers since Reagan until Trump. When the fuck did someone decide that you can’t be president unless you were a billion years old? I want someone who represents the future and wants to take us there, not someone whose slogan is “I’ve seen the future, and it’s a better past…which I also saw because I lived through all of human history”.
I love Bernie and I would vote for him if he were on the ballot, but he has no business being president at this age. I think he recognizes that and that’s why he’s actively helping the new generation.
I grew up poor as hell. I broke the cycle in my family just in time to have to deal with this shit. My garden is looking like it’s going to do well this year and if meat starts getting scarce I can go hunting from time to time or get some yard birds from the friends I get my eggs from, but god damn (or maybe I’ll go vegetarian, wouldn’t be the first time), I just wanted a little more time not having to live hand to mouth.
But I’ll make it as long as flour doesn’t get to be the price of beef. And I’ll complain the whole fucking time.
I’m pretty ok at knapping flint and I’m not a terrible hunter. I’m also usually in poor health.
So I’d probably die as a baby.
But not simultaneously.
I grew up in the middle of nowhere in East Texas as well, probably an hour and a half into Texas from Shreveport. I can say this has been true since at least the 80s that I’m aware of. It’s not “lol, can’t train 'em gotta put 'em down!” and more “I guess I could call the sheriff and he’ll come out and maybe accidentally shoot my dog along with this pack of aggressive, possibly diseased animals who may be gone in the half hour it’ll take him to get here or I can make sure my dog and kid are safe.” I guess there was also “I’ll go ahead and risk my life and start the treatment for rabies and try to catch this pack of feral animals and take them to Dallas where I’m sure the second I turn my back they’re going to be put down because they’ve been out here killing and that’s all they know.”
We had wandering strays that never caused a problem. We did have a problem with meth heads dumping failed fighting dogs. The only time it got to be a real gray area was when you weren’t sure whether a dog had a disease that caused balance issues or if one had just tangled with a wild animal and was hurt. But a hurt dog is also a dangerous dog and you’re still running up against waiting half an hour for a sheriff that might show up blasting every animal in sight whether it’s gone or not and possibly having your family hurt.
Life is complicated. And it sucks. And some of us are just out here doing the best we know how. Except Kristi Noem apparently who hated that dog and didn’t care for it or train it properly, blamed the dog for her failure, then decided she also hated a goat, missed the kill shot, and had planned so poorly that she had to go reload and come back for round 2. That’s fucking incompetence and spite, not protecting her kids and her neighbor’s chickens. Luckily she surely won’t bring that kind of incompetence and hatefulness to any job she might do with the government. Surely not, no way.