My wife blots with a bit of TP and tosses it in the trash can. Guessing plumbing is more sensitive where she’s from.
My wife blots with a bit of TP and tosses it in the trash can. Guessing plumbing is more sensitive where she’s from.
So wish I still had my VIC-20 and 64.
I counted my parents collection. Uh, am I cheating?
Whispering French to a woman is straight panty remover.
My handwriting is awful. #2 for me.
That’s what people see and exactly why they think they got kicked up a whole tax bracket.
-$20 (they paid us not to bring him back)
Jesus, haven’t laughed that hard all day.
1.6M cash hoard
Cash is liquid, the theoretical home in question is not.
Agreed. I’d vote to drop property tax for those over 65 and under a certain income limit.
Bringing back the classics! Great-grandad had one, he’d be right at home.
The first one is clearly in Boston.
This is old advice. Today we teach to kick 'em in the nards.
(LOL, you already know what video that is.)
Nah, I’m quite extroverted and do like this.
Wife: “Want to go to $house for a party Saturday?”
Me: “Great! Love those folks!”
Saturday: Can we not?
I’m stunned, daily, by these takes on lemmy. I quit a fat IT career to sling mulch, rocks and lumber for $15/hr., happier by far. I work hard, my physique is clearly better after only a month, my coworkers respect and like me, the managers all know me by name in a place where a 1-month employee wouldn’t rate a glance.
I’m learning more about the world and how things work, already got some great tips from customers for doing shit free and cheap. I’m getting better hours, and more of them. Already been offered a temp job, one they don’t ask dipshits to handle. And the fringe benefits! I scored $1,400 in culled lumber today for $50, can’t even haul it in a single truck load. New shed coming!
After my 4th real shift (not computer training) I found myself blabbering away to my wife about what all I did that day. That really hit me as to how much happier I am.
Sure, the hours and pay suck, but I have time and a 10% discount to work on projects I’ve wanted to try selling. Looking at bat houses, dog houses, kid’s picnic benches, fixing discarded washers and dryers, all that. Tomorrow I’m selling a dryer I found on the road, put 1.5 hours and $13 into, probably score $150-$200, start looking for more.
Or, and bear with me here, stick a couple blueberry bushes in the dirt. Neglected hell out of mine and they’re already flowering. Plus, they put out more than once.
Can’t seem to kill my strawberries. Two year in a row I’ve let weeds grow 3’ over them, still there when I yank the weeds. Bonus, they spread themselves all over with zero intervention.
I’m 54 and had no idea what measles was until lately. See, we didn’t have that shit when I was growing up, never even heard of someone catching it.
That’s how dumb American’s have become. We’ve regressed to pre germ theory.
Typical gator around here is 4-6". Being that they won’t attack anything larger than them, no worries, especially in a kayak or canoe.
If I saw that motherfucker cruising the swamp, I’d be near panic. Even with a trolling motor on the canoe, I can’t move faster than that animal.
Inches from eyes to snout ~= feet in length. That dude has to be 15’, and I’m being conservative.
It’s a joke and they’re both behaving badly. And yes, people do be like this.
So no one has the social skills to answer the phone and politely say “no”?
I’m sure people will post saying something about abusive management. So quit the damned job if it’s like that. Last two times I quit it was over mere annoyances, got much better paying jobs each time.
Installed one for my wife when she moved it, never used it. At this point I’ve forgotten it’s even there. Talk about old habits dying hard.