Whatever

Nothing quite that fun. Just an adapter hose to hook a propane bottle to my Coleman stove. No more stupid little green bottles at $6.00 each. Not gonna use it until next week anyway. I'm just having fun tracking him. The amazing technology of the 21st century.

 

Well I hit 110k miles on the truck today.

 

That's actually pretty low mileage for an '07. I alrady have over 55k on my '16

 

I'm at 22k on my '18.

 

To bad the toilet is not in the poll!

 

Gotta go on a rant here, please feel free to skip. Also, if this rubs anyone the wrong way just tag me and I'll delete it. I'm good at that.
I'm a grumpy ole fucker but truth is, I don't really care much what people do. I use to be really into political stuff but over the years I've chilled. I have not watched the news (or read it) in 10 years.
If you are grown and want to marry a horse, I don't care. If you cheat the IRS, I don't care. If you get drunk and hit a tree, I don't care. When you involve kids, you're a piece of shit.
I just came back from a store and a car pulled up next to me. It was a couple with 3 kids from 1 to 4 years old. The two "oldest kids" were all climbing around all over the place. The tiny one was in the passenger's lap.
I remember when car seats weren't a thing. Hell, I didn't wear a seatbelt until my kid was born. But that has changed and we have learned that it's better to buckle up. I still think (and always will) that a seatbelt should be a choice, not a law. But when you involve kids, who cannot make that decision on their own, I feel you should be smart enough to make the right decision for them. Or, hey, maybe not have kids?
Lastly.
I'm not a person to tell on someone. Like I said, I don't really care what people do. Until it affects me, my wife, my son or kids.
I once went into a store (same store as earlier) at night on my way to work. There was an old dude in there so drunk he was falling into shit and could barely stand up. I don't care. I happened to be behind him when he staggered to his truck. There were 4 small kids in it (unbuckled, of course). I did call the police on that fella when he almost took out a lightpole leaving the lot. They called me back later and said they couldn't locate him. Unfortunately, I forgot to get his plates.
Rant over. All I have left is a current azalea pic

 

Ya'll with your libraries. #jelly

 

Agree with you 100%!

 

Ya know. That's a good observation. Maybe it should be.

 

How are you doin, Harry Wolfe?

 

just fine thanks And my name is not Harry, Mike

 

I heard that bag o dicks is a main staple in that keto diet

 

So Leroy then

 

no but you just you can call Mr. A

 

So many FUCKTARDS in this country.

 

Tell me about it

 

You can call me Ray, or you can call me Jay, Call me Mr. A
re-dib a dib

 

The fucktards don't bother me. It's the fucktards that breed that is bothersome.

 

I’m somewhere mid 6000’s on my ‘18.