Funny this showed up in my FB feed this morning:
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“When you see something that is not right, not just, not fair, you have a moral obligation to say something. To do something." Rep. John Lewis
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Dunkin’ Donuts Worker Dances With Customer Who Has Autism
We can just ask the chimp.
I still call it The Jake.
sounds like some experience talkin' right there...
fact.
I learned a good lesson about making crazy drunken bar bets.
"timberridge is terminally vapid" -- a fortune cookie in Yueyang
And then there was this one time we were at this dive bar Upstate...
I still call it The Jake.
Maybe I’m not following the proper threads and this has been covered elsewhere but I think I need a stealsurface update. What are you up to now? How did you end up living in the woods with 3 dogs? No more college?
Just like his avatar… OOOOKAAAAAYYYYEEEEE!
I still call it The Jake.
And now he's rolling with the hydraulic turtles.
Some might call him a doctor then?
I still call it The Jake.
Huh, time flies I guess… they grow up so fast
Fuck you guys are funny sometimes
Like this?
Edit: Had to delete sexy coyote photo out of respect for everyone here, it was horrible.
Looking for a photo like that probably makes google thinks I have a furry fetish, goddamnit. The ads now following me will be unexplainable to anyone who looks over my shoulder.
Please don’t shoot coyotes. Buy bear bangers if necessary. They’ll stay away. But really, dogs in coyote country need a fence.
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Trying to stop coyotes from coming into an unfenced rural yard at night is like trying to stop the waves from wrecking your sand castle at high tide
Brandine: Now Cletus, if I catch you with pig lipstick on your collar one more time you ain't gonna be allowed to sleep in the barn no more!
Cletus: Duly noted.
look fellas, i appreciate ya'll chiming in and all but if i wanted to get sensible advice on the subject matter, i sure as hell wouldn't have started a thread here. the easiest and probably most effective tactics i could employ here don't involve staring off into the woods, dogs by my side, shotgun in hand, really feeling like a badass. and fencing in this place? what am i, the fkn king of england?
swing your fucking sword.
also i picked up some slugs to serve as bear bangers because i thought they would be louder than shells but they arent nearly as loud as i thought they would be.
swing your fucking sword.
So you have something more than a pellet gun?
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