Japan. February 28, 2018
Posted by lumps in Art, Crime, Entertainment, Heroes, Honor, Philosophy, Sex.7 comments
So, there’s a show about a samurai who refused to kill a cat.
Here’s a couple still promo images.
Here he’s sneaking up on the cat and probably thinking, “This has got to be the shittiest contract I’ve ever gotten.”
But of course, they ended up the best of friends! Yay! Showing this pic to Japanese ladies makes them all turn fertile at once.
This is the trailer.
In one episode, the cat got fleas and needed a bath. The samurai sings a song. You’ll like this song.
The show is called ‘Neko Zamurai’ and the cat is a bigger star than any of us will ever be.
Thank you and have a delightful day.
Deep Thoughts on Listening to the “Oldies” Station on the Way to Work October 12, 2017
Posted by skinbad in History, Music, Philosophy, Sex, slutbags.8 comments
Has any woman in the history of the world ever really said:
“Come on dudes, let’s get it on!”?
Old Classic vs Uptown Funk November 21, 2016
Posted by Retired Geezer in Family, Philosophy.17 comments
Rehab May 8, 2016
Posted by Retired Geezer in Music, Philosophy.1 comment so far
Catchy little tune.
I want to make one of those Rumba bass boxes cause DinTX told me that the Bass players get the wimmins.
Mind Boggling Tiles May 2, 2016
Posted by Retired Geezer in Gardening, Philosophy.4 comments
My friend Adrienne sent this to me. Beats me how he does this.
Journalists Are Dumb People November 17, 2015
Posted by anycomments in Gardening, Honor, Law, Philosophy.11 comments
Journalists are basically hair models whose mouths spew Democrat party tickertape. We would get better reportage if we replaced any one of these styrofoam heads with a person randomly chosen from any fast food line in America.
Day before Paris attacks, 43 people killed by suicide bombs in Beirut. But little media coverage, b/c doesn't advance white fear narrative.
— Sally Kohn (@sallykohn) November 17, 2015
As her many respondents pointed out, this person works for CNN. Which even with their ratings is still considered The Media. And neither she nor any of her colleagues covered the Beirut bombings on CNN. So she indicts her own employer and coworkers for this oversight in coverage.
Sadly, many people also took the time to comb through her twitter account for any mention of the attacks in Lebanon, and it too was empty of any references to those events. So she further indicted herself as a “racist.”
The reason the word racist is in scare-quotes is because both the Lebanese and the Syrian people, are white people. Which destroys her whole premise plus…she should know that, shouldn’t she? If you’re accusing people of being afraid of other people because of their race, shouldn’t you do a little double-check? Or is she just so certain that these people can’t be white because they don’t look anything like the CNN newsroom?
This is Fascinating June 27, 2015
Posted by daveintexas in Ballistics, Crime, Economics, Handblogging, History, Literature, Man Laws, Mufuckin Pie!, Nature Shit, Philosophy, Politics, Sex, Sitemeter, slutbags, Stupid shit, Technology, Terrorist Hemorrhoids, WTF?.5 comments
And a little unnerving. A real time map of global cyber attacks.
For Michael January 24, 2015
Posted by daveintexas in Art, Ballistics, Crime, Ducks, Handblogging, History, Honor, Man Laws, Mufuckin Pie!, Nature Shit, Philosophy.31 comments
The flowers showed up 15 minutes before the service started. I think it would have driven Michael nuts, so that’s something. He was a bit of a planner and organizer.
My favorite Michael story with Cathy was about the first IB gathering, a Superbowl party at their home in Ohio. They were planning food for this big get together and for some reason they took my chili recipe from a post seriously.
That recipe was total bullshit. I loaded it up with insane hotness that no human would consume. Habanero, too many jalapenos, Tabasco, diesel fuel and some nuclear waste (even Tushar would have said “dude”). I was just funning with everybody. Anyway I was on my way to their house and Cathy called me and wanted to ask if she could tone down the habanero. I was completely confused.. tone down the what? For what?
And she said “your chili recipe”.
My chili recipe? What chili recipe? “From the blog post”.
…
A moment while driving on the interstate in Ohio.. then I remembered. “You MADE THAT SHIT?”
Yes, it seemed a little hot so we were wondering if we could cut some of the peppers. I laughed.. “YOU CAN’T MAKE THAT IT WAS A JOKE. DON’T EAT THAT, IT’S PURE GASOLINE IT WAS A JOKE. RUN! CALL THE FD, GET THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER OUT IT’S TOXIC WASTE”
She said something about Michael wanting to make it for me (which could be a clue).
I think he actually liked supremely hot sauces more than me, he kept pimping that Marie whatever nuclear stuff all the time.
Anyway we all laughed about it and I remember drinking a beer with him later and telling him “I can’t believe you even made that shit” and all the while he kept insisting it seemed legit to him.
That was kind of our friendship. I loved tweaking him and seeing when I could get a rise out of him. Sometimes he’d take the bait, sometimes not. But we always laughed about it after. I’m gonna miss that.
These pics are purposefully not centered. Out of respect for the friendship he gave me. Which was huge.
Feel Good Minute December 16, 2014
Posted by Retired Geezer in Man Laws, Philosophy.1 comment so far
Here’s a nice minute to make you smile:
I didn’t think tortoises were that smart or coordinated.
Crap Tree 2015 December 5, 2015
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For Michael and the rest of you knuckleheads that I love.
May you all have a Merry Christmas.
Please do note the shotgun shell lights you could still smell the cordite on em if you were here. IF.