One Of My Very Own
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Governments in third world countries are like: It could be worse, guys. Just be glad you don't live in America!!
I bet the data is on hunter Biden’s laptop. That’s why we need to find Hillary’s emails with Obama’s birth certificate.
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That's 99.9%. Basically everyone.
When can we make them a State?
Hell, I'll trade Florida for PR.
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That woman knows absolutely nothing about vaccines or Jews.
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Speaking of...
Instead of blaming the people who believe the misinformation maybe we could blame the people who post it.
*How about we blame both?
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I am beginning to think that many Americans worship rich people who buy off politicians with campaign contributions so laws will be passed to protect their wealth and most Americans are like, "Well, they earned it and ought to be able to keep it."
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I’m praying for you…
So if your phone smacks you in the face while you’re laying down…that’s from me.
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*Viewer Contribution from England
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The "We're going to need a bigger boat" scene.
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I once met a lawyer in a bar who had a huge Pez dispenser collection in which he took great pride. Later he took one look at my Timex wristwatch and said, "IS THAT A TIMEX?! I didn't even know they made those anymore." Then, as if bragging, he showed me on his phone exactly where his wife was on a map and said, "I secretly added this to my wife's phone so I always know where she is." He bought a beautiful BMW convertible and had dozens of pictures of it on his phone.
In short - the guy way 180 degrees out of sync with me.
He immediately told me how many thousands of dollars his own watch cost him and displayed it like a hand model on TV. Here's an interesting take on that...
*I smiled at that for the third time.
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Everyone's afraid of that guy except his tailor.
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Let me know if that's true.
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Instead of buying a pumpkin from a pumpkin patch, I’m going to adopt one from a local shelter.
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A police officer directing traffic in London’s fog with the help of an apparatus connected with the gas main that can be folded up and put in a metal box sunk in the street. (1935)
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I used to do that - lay in bed recalling my most embarrassing actions. Then one day I just realized that most other people had done far worse than I and that I should just forgive myself and move on.
The modern insanity concerning covid mitigations is evidence of that.
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A bi-directional font that can be read forwards or backward
Here's an example of it in use:
And...
An alphabet made of architectural plans, from 1773
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I offer that as a tutorial. ALWAYS seal the bottle and tie the rags around the neck.
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BLIND ORANGUTAN MOTHER WAS FOUND WITH 74 AIR GUN PELLETS IN HER BODY AT A PALM OIL PLANTATION
I wonder if this is why it is blind...
"Now, it is high time that we start taking major steps to conserve these endangered animals. While palm oil may be necessary, we can limit our demand for it. That is the least we can do for our animal friends."
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That reminds me of how Sears & Roebuck used to operate. It's called The Little Red Wagon corporate model. They went to a man who made little red wagons and ordered 500 for Christmas sales. The next year they ordered a couple of thousand. Then the third year they ordered 10,000 which caused the man to expand his factory, hire new staff, etc. The next Christmas Sears ordered none. But the man had to borrow money for his expansion so he when bankrupt. That's when Sears swooped in and bought the land, factory, all the equipment, etc, for pennies on the dollar and was now in the little red wagon business. They did exactly the same thing for appliances, tires, batteries, etc.
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Time to learn some Spanish
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I'm always in awe of such power.
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Chasing a chicken around the yard for 20 minutes is my Thursday morning or as my dog refers to it,” The greatest morning in the history of the earth.”
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Arnold Swartzenager tells the story of a nervous young man backstage for his first competition. Arnold told him that this year the big thing was to scream every time they changed poses. The young man did exactly that but, of course, was the only competitor to do so.
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He took the time to put his shoe back on instead of just tossing it up on the landing and crawling up immediately. Jeez.
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Every child...
Does it bother anyone else that the unfortunate puppy is not being fed?
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What did they think would happen?
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Keep the balloon up World Cup final
This is a very intense competition.
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A national treasure.
I find it incredibly interesting that we can all hear his music just by looking at that photograph.
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I think the guy in the black shirt is the waiter and he should have known better. But he can kiss that tip goodbye.
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My favorite Photoshopper fixed this abomination...
All fixed.
He even straightened the drain.
*I almost put that in Puzzle Time because finding the tile problem is rather challenging.
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Hoarders was a sick idea for a TV show. She needs professional help - not ridicule.
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General Patton Day, Luxembourg City, Luxembourg
With only a couple of weeks left in the military, I was ordered to march in an annual parade to honor George Patton. It was a shit assignment in that we had to practice marching for hours AFTER WORK. I had already sent all my stuff home so I had to borrow a uniform. That one came without my cherished missileman badge that was pinned to the right jacket pocket.
So early one morning they loaded us up on buses and we drove to the staging area in Luxembourg City. We were marching 8 abreast which is not as easy as it sounds. So the music started and we plodded along until we reached the downtown area. Right, when we entered the area where awaited the crowd the band in front of us began playing Colonel Bogey's March from Bridge Over the River Kwai. I was on the far right of the formation and was basically marching in the gutter, but when hundreds - if not thousands - of hands reached out to pat me on the back I had never been more proud to be an American.Here is the greatest music to march to that has ever been written:
The best news was that at the end of the route we marched straight into a giant beer tent where we were served free beer for as long as we could stand up. The Air Force had waiting buses one of which would leave every 15 minutes to drive us right back to the base. I just had my beautiful Italian girlfriend join me in the tent and a good time was had by all.
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