Bob, on the other hand is a 'parking lot foundling' Turns out he's an american bobtail (considered a premium breed, unpapered, they start at like...
his choice. when I picked him up from the shelter he was named 'joe' I said it, he just stared at me, and I was like 'yeah, I don't like it...
meatballs with italian seasoning. going to tuck them into some crust later with a spot of sauce and some cheese to make portable food.
my infamous boys. black and white is Galileo Figaro Magnifico, and the speckledy one in the black watch walking jacket is Mr Robert Baker[ATTACH]...
when I was living in colorado, every sunday morning, 6 am, the little abuelitas would wander around the apartments trying to get people to come to...
mine ranges somewhere between 'a good vet could still save it' to 'a lit match was brought near it' to 'the outside was blowtorched for 30 seconds...
snow? I'm jealous!
yep. why take it and fuck up your liver if it's not gonna do shit anyway? reminds me when I wound up with a root canal. dentist shot me up with...
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everything. he doesn't have a lot to say, but he's a great listener.
it's actually pretty annoying, tbh. I get stoner thoughts, and they only time they stop is when I ingest. 'if the pope blesses you when you...
(gently pats the air near you) I've some osteo, because I've got sclerosteosis (increased bone density) but i can mostly keep that in check...
oh, you'd hate living in my head. some of the jewels from over the last week that've kept me up.. 'do dogs think in barks?' 'do dogs have...
for a new sponge, since the last time I washed my car was over a year ago. (actually, I just don't wash the damn thing. I sometimes fear the rust...
nah, it's not a competition. just sharing a similar experience as Tyrsonswood. and how the medical people don't really seem to give all that much...
well, hell, a lot of shit doesn't even 'touch' it, either. (rheumatoid arthritis and fibro here, since I was 13. then if I get glutened,...
sounds like the local cops who spend their time clusterfucked around the high school, writing tickets to the same girls over and over and then...
ah, good old tennessee... where the state book is the bible, but ain't nobody learned enough letterin to read the damn thing.
I'm not spiff, but here's a list to check tie rods, ball joints, steering box, bearings, idler arm bracket, U joints, and tire balance. spiff?
that looks sexy
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