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Oh the irony.

“…law firm it hired, Pender & Coward”

Fried chicken and croissants.

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I think that’s Molly’s on Decatur and am pretty sure I have seen that cat!

Love locks I believe. A couple writes their names on the lock, attach it to a bridge or structure and then toss the key as a symbol that their love is forever.

I don’t get it. I mean look at all of the dudes in the main photo. All dreamboats.

Fingers McGee is definitely a keeper. His furrowed brow and lack of wedding ring show he’s definitely on the market. Sure, he could have taken it off because he’s travelling for the rally and is hoping for some fresh rally tail, but he looks so politically engaged he has to be “real”. By bucking the traditional maga red, his bright blue hat he shows he is his own person. He also connects to his roots with a shirt featuring a sweet whitetail ready for mounting.

Dopey on his left let’s the ladies know he is prepared with two pens in his T-shirt pocket. His four necks shows he can afford groceries in Biden’s economy.

Just behind Dopey is my pervy 9th grade math teacher that always made comments about his “skivies” and not holding farts in. He’s off the market as he is married to Louise. She’s loves her neighborhood - except that weird Laotian family down the block - and truly believes Thelma Harper from Momma’s Family is a fashion icon.

To the right is Russian expat, Leonard Chesnakek, aka Lenny Chesney . He loves his folded hat with sunglasses more than his mom’s borsht. He also secretly loves his matching pink shirt and shorts even though he tells his girlfriend of 2 weeks, Mary, he hates them because “they’re gay”. Mary has no idea what’s going on and is wondering when she can go pee.

To Lefty’s immediate right, we witness Don and Lisa having an existential moment. After 26 years in the military and defending the constitution, the realization that 2 years of retirement and a 10 hour daily dose of FEAUX News might not have been such a good idea.

Bought a fixer upper in June 2020 from a couple way in over their head. Zillow’s estimate puts me up 38% from my purchase but with everything Ive added/built/fixed, I think I could double the price if I wanted to sell it- cool house in a now popular neighborhood. Doing well, I guess.

Can say unequivocally, that this is a fact.

When I was in college, the same week I broke one of my front teeth playing “flag” football, I got really drunk and one of my roomates shaved off one eyebrow while I was passed out on our couch. Nobody noticed the eyebrow. Even took me 2 days to notice. Ere’body asked about the snaggletooth.

Good times.

Edit: a word and a period

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As someone that is on the marketing side of individuals renting condos for vacations, the ones that buy the quality stuff, are able to get more revenue per booking, and a better retention. It not only applies to the kitchen, but to things you wouldn’t expect, like sheets, towels, and toilet paper. Go cheap on any of those, and you’ll read about it in a 2 star review.

I was at a cocktail party a couple of weeks ago, and had an engaging conversation with 4 other dads about our choices and regrets in kitchen appliances…and lawnmowers.

My MIL has had really good luck with non-thc CBD creams for arthritis. Done it daily for the the last couple of years and she swears by it. Don’t have personal experience with it, but she recently opened a jar of pasta sauce in front of me and didn’t blink. Hope you get some relief.

And you get to be a cunt from your phone shitting on a dude doing his own thing

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Phish is a weird one. When I listen to a whole record it kind of all sounds like one long song. An experimental variation on the theme. But live… Holy s***. I’ll go see him anytime they’re close.

I tried because so many of my friends dig them. I just can’t get past the songs that seem like they’re written with a rhyming dictionary and they’re full of teeny bopper cliches. I love the guitar tone and some of the riffs but I just can’t get past those dumbass lyrics.