A wide awake drunk…
Old Truck Tuesday, Rat Rod Trucks, because Phil said so.
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I guess the pizza sounds good now…
Friggen choices…
This is what wildlife Don’t mind me has about. Taken this morning. His dog is at home.
I Have Lurkers….
So I’m In Twitter Jail..
They have no sense of humor.
Because it’s Election Season, every Swingin’ Dick and Fapping Lips politician here in Washington State is all over Twitter spouting their lies and promising to do shit that they and we both know they will never, ever do.
So I like to take these opportunities to throw a few jabs their way.
That No Good Snunch Patty Murray was blathering about how much work she has done to keep our lakes and waterways clean the other day and in between the gagging and trying to catch my breath, I told her to fill her pockets up with rocks and go take a swim.
No foul that time.
Well today, our Illustrious Gun Grabbing Pencil Necked Geek of an Attorney General announced he is running for Governor.
This little puke is a Shit Weasel of the Highest Order.
Need I say more?
This fucking asshole has spent the last decade or so throwing gun grabber bills at the wall like a cat trying to bury shit on a hot tin roof.
Unfortunately, several of them have stuck and become law.
Assault weapon ban, magazine ban, you name it.
In the meantime, crime of all kinds has absolutely fucking exploded.
The murder rate up in Seattle TRIPLED for one example.
Property and violent crime have also exploded so I’ll give you one guess as to what this anal wart is running on.
Today, I officially filed for Washington Governor. I know who I’m fighting for. I’m running to center the voice of every Washingtonian in state government. I will improve public safety and protect your rights. Join me.
https://twitter.com/BobFergusonAG/status/1787571809317277724
So when I saw that the first thing that came to mind was to reply to this affront to decency by telling him to step in front of a speeding bus.
Yeah well, Twitter didn’t like that so they suspended my account for a while.
Like I give a flying fuck.
Fuck him and fuck them.
I meant every word of it.
This was on the wall behind the toilet in my new apartment.
I have decided to open a new adventure in the restaurant business, think it will prosper?
Gunday Monday XXXVIII,
Contributed by Dmm and Wild, wild West.
1)Dmm: Ugly guns.
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WwW Bonus: It was lifted from a popular blog.
Identify the country:
Identify the airport name and/or location:
Identify the timeframe:
Identify the aircrafts:
And that is just at my front door!
Though, I am not unabashed…
I’m Back, I’m Bad and I ain’t black…
Of course it rained on Thursday and Friday and Saturday, the days I moved. I have lived in my trailer for 9 years and never collected anything except my roll around office chair and a lift recliner and just had some utensils, pots and pans, cast iron skillets and grill and a big spaghetti pot. A coffee pot and toaster. In a year and half collected a fucking couch, end tables, a full sized bed and two freakin’ lamps a bigger TV and a TV hutch. Too much fucking stuff! It took 9 27 gallon tote bins to haul all the other shit that I have collected. I am doing some serious cutting back and tossing shit. If I have to bug out in my camper, I will abandon 95% of my stuff, I have no emotional attachment to it. I am tired, sore and cranky as hell, now I get to recoup and size up my life choices and get into a physical rehab to strengthen my stamina and muscle tone.
It’s Nice To See Time Has Actually Been Good To Someone
Someone Well Deserving at that.
Rik Emmett of the Canadian Rock Band Triumph seems to have aged well and his voice still sounds the same over forty years later.
Good Onya Man.