I also hate concerts, and my fiance loves them. Long story short, we go to three or four concerts a year, and there’s not a goddamn thing I can do about it.
Its how I cope. With a bunch of water all over the front of your pants, you just look like you carelessly air-dry your hands. No one can actually have that much of a lawn sprinkler going on down there, right?
If someone has the time, I’d read an in-depth breakdown of which one is a better representation of America. Mellencamp was my dad’s fav, so I have a pretty hefty bias.
Maybe its a geographical thing, but have any of y’all ever had a tough time finding a job? I’ve been unemployed for three months out of the last seven or eight years, and that was by choice as I got ready to head back to school. Sure, most of the jobs were part-time gigs, but I was able to easily get 30-40 hours a week, with as much overtime as I cared for in the corrections industry. I also had a full time job for two years out of undergrad, and have had at least one part time job every semester I’ve taken classes since sophomore year of college. Did some of the jobs suck? Definitely. Were some of them hard and depressing? Yup. But none of them have been hard to get. Maybe I’m blessed to live in a state where there’s more cows than humans, but getting and keeping a job has never been issue; the issue is finding a job that you like/pays well.
When I played consistently decent golf, I would spend about an hour a week at the pitching green. Take the shag bag out, and just play a game against yourself hitting it as close to the pin as you can. Hit five shots, then move around so you’re seeing a different part of the green. Not that I was ever a scratch golfer or anything, but I could consistently break 80 from the tips when I put in the time on the pitching range and the putting green. Never did spend time beating balls on the driving range, and I still think that shit is largely a waste of time.
I’m sad you never once referenced it as a “Vision Quest” (best wrestling movie of all time), but am impressed with your commitment to the nautical theme. Keep on keepin’ on.
Anyone remember the “Solo Rager” piece written on a grandex site somewhere ages ago? Those nights where you make no effort to gain any human interaction are some of my favorites. Plus, who doesn’t like to get ripped by themselves when their SOs are out of town?
I was really rooting for a scathing review of the De Beers Diamond Co.’s stranglehold on the world’s consciousness. Since you went another way with it, here goes: Why do we need to buy a fucking ring that’s value has been artificially inflated by one family who decided that a shiny, clear rock is a good way to prove our love for another human, who won’t be getting us anything to celebrate our engagement, I might add. I tried this argument out on my then-girlfriend (now-fiance), and was met with “But they look pretty, and I want one.”
Obviously, I caved and bought her one, because I lack testicular fortitude.
Baltimore prosecutors have a history of convicting people, and then throwing ‘evidence’ at them in a trial, and getting a jury to agree. Don’t believe me? Check out one of the cases they mentioned, Brady v. Maryland. (tl;dr- the state must give possible exculpatory evidence to the defense, whether it is asked for or not) It will have huge impacts on the new trial. Also, the prosecutors were aware of that case, so they instructed the detectives to only look at shit that had a high probability of pointing to his guilt.
Solid idea, poor execution. Someone that does something with regard for only whether there will be consequences for being caught would be a more apt description of a sociopath. They don’t experience emotions like the rest of the population, and so their only motivators are to do what brings them gain, and to avoid what will cause them pain or punishment.
FOH, this is a Red-Blooded, American site, and if you don’t like it, you won’t get an apology from us, because freedom means never having to say you’re sorry.
So you left a sure thing on the table. As an engaged man, HOW COULD YOU. Take ‘the sex’ whenever it’s presented. Give her a fake phone number and delete the app. Come on, this is day one stuff.
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I also hate concerts, and my fiance loves them. Long story short, we go to three or four concerts a year, and there’s not a goddamn thing I can do about it.
Point-Counterpoint: “Jane, you ignorant slut.”
Jesus, a 7-year-old in KG? Did you eat a bunch of paint chips or what?
Its how I cope. With a bunch of water all over the front of your pants, you just look like you carelessly air-dry your hands. No one can actually have that much of a lawn sprinkler going on down there, right?
Chill, I’m getting the shakes. This is the longest I’ve been into a Wednesday without TGDAG and I THINK I MIGHT BE DYING.
If someone has the time, I’d read an in-depth breakdown of which one is a better representation of America. Mellencamp was my dad’s fav, so I have a pretty hefty bias.
The Phish cover of Gin & Juice is hilarious and fun.
John Mellencamp – Jack & Diane. If you don’t think The Coug was the voice of the 70s-90s Americana, we are gonna throw hands to settle it.
congrats on the sex
Wait, that isn’t Duda under his assumed name?
Maybe its a geographical thing, but have any of y’all ever had a tough time finding a job? I’ve been unemployed for three months out of the last seven or eight years, and that was by choice as I got ready to head back to school. Sure, most of the jobs were part-time gigs, but I was able to easily get 30-40 hours a week, with as much overtime as I cared for in the corrections industry. I also had a full time job for two years out of undergrad, and have had at least one part time job every semester I’ve taken classes since sophomore year of college. Did some of the jobs suck? Definitely. Were some of them hard and depressing? Yup. But none of them have been hard to get. Maybe I’m blessed to live in a state where there’s more cows than humans, but getting and keeping a job has never been issue; the issue is finding a job that you like/pays well.
When I played consistently decent golf, I would spend about an hour a week at the pitching green. Take the shag bag out, and just play a game against yourself hitting it as close to the pin as you can. Hit five shots, then move around so you’re seeing a different part of the green. Not that I was ever a scratch golfer or anything, but I could consistently break 80 from the tips when I put in the time on the pitching range and the putting green. Never did spend time beating balls on the driving range, and I still think that shit is largely a waste of time.
I’m sad you never once referenced it as a “Vision Quest” (best wrestling movie of all time), but am impressed with your commitment to the nautical theme. Keep on keepin’ on.
Anyone remember the “Solo Rager” piece written on a grandex site somewhere ages ago? Those nights where you make no effort to gain any human interaction are some of my favorites. Plus, who doesn’t like to get ripped by themselves when their SOs are out of town?
I was really rooting for a scathing review of the De Beers Diamond Co.’s stranglehold on the world’s consciousness. Since you went another way with it, here goes: Why do we need to buy a fucking ring that’s value has been artificially inflated by one family who decided that a shiny, clear rock is a good way to prove our love for another human, who won’t be getting us anything to celebrate our engagement, I might add. I tried this argument out on my then-girlfriend (now-fiance), and was met with “But they look pretty, and I want one.”
Obviously, I caved and bought her one, because I lack testicular fortitude.
Chloe and Louise should suicide pact after making their next 69034 in monopoly money
Baltimore prosecutors have a history of convicting people, and then throwing ‘evidence’ at them in a trial, and getting a jury to agree. Don’t believe me? Check out one of the cases they mentioned, Brady v. Maryland. (tl;dr- the state must give possible exculpatory evidence to the defense, whether it is asked for or not) It will have huge impacts on the new trial. Also, the prosecutors were aware of that case, so they instructed the detectives to only look at shit that had a high probability of pointing to his guilt.
Solid idea, poor execution. Someone that does something with regard for only whether there will be consequences for being caught would be a more apt description of a sociopath. They don’t experience emotions like the rest of the population, and so their only motivators are to do what brings them gain, and to avoid what will cause them pain or punishment.
FOH, this is a Red-Blooded, American site, and if you don’t like it, you won’t get an apology from us, because freedom means never having to say you’re sorry.
MATT’S, YOU HEATHEN
So you left a sure thing on the table. As an engaged man, HOW COULD YOU. Take ‘the sex’ whenever it’s presented. Give her a fake phone number and delete the app. Come on, this is day one stuff.