Discussion in 'Los Angeles DODGERS' started by irish, Apr 2, 2017.
I see you have experienced the dark side of Uranus.
This clip answers all your questions ...
No wonder I've always liked her.
She has the odinforce running through her veins.
She baptizing people.
And sealing them.
Closing up every hole and pore.
Like the ark covered in pitch.
With only fresh sea water.
Eva-poration from the inner raging volcano pyramid nuclear power plant inside.
That salt water is what keeps the reactor from exploding and the lava washing everything under a flood of water dust ash settled into mud and limestone.
Man I wish I woulda know her story earlier.
I must have seen some early interviews as a kid because everytime I saw this girl and heard her talk or watched her act i was raptured.
Because of her energy.
She's a baptizer.
Not only gets you wet.
She gets you glazed.
its an amazing story and she almost tells it like a movie script
not a doctor but i've been around plenty of people high as balls on powder that sound and behave just like this
they are the civilized ones and its possible to get sucked in to everything they say and take it as "truth" as she says so many times
but there's just as much blabbering incoherently as she pulls her mouth back in the direction her brain wants to go
its clear at any moment she's going to blast completely off the rails no matter how anyone interprets her behavior
if i were to meet someone like this i would be as polite as possible passing them off to someone else and then run full speed as fast as i can
nothing about knowing what she says she went through makes it any better
Wow. I wonder if she had a septum left ?
Kinda reminds me of stuff I've heard from the vice president.
She stayed well hydrzted, I'll give her that.
Pretty sad, all in all, upon further reflection.
Also, they putting fentanyl and other cheap fast highs and lows in weed products.
To catch stupid people who might not want the trouble of going into a weed boutique with cameras everywhere. Because of fame reasons or infamous ones.
Don't ask me how I know.
But I think I spent some time in wakanda there other week.
Remember those days that it got dark and gloomy in the southland?
It was dark and gloomy for me too.
This guy right here.
Can sometimes be really really really stupid.
Seeking a little comfort.
When all he needed was just a little patience.
And some balls.
But things happen for a reason.
I did go somewhere that's for sure. I saw my dad and he went to meet my uncle that died last month and whose wife died this week.
They came to America when my dad ferried them here.
He and my mom and baby me took a boat from la paz in Baja to Mazatlan.
Travelled to southern Mexico and picked up my aunt and uncle somewhere offshore.
Can remember what beach.
Then they went to stay with my dad's relatives at the hillside market town of zapotlanejo he grew up going to every weekend as a kid.
We spent a season there and everyone worked at the bakery.
My uncle fucked the baker's wife and the wife of the people he and his wife was staying with. That mofo got away with murder everywhere. Fucked half the townswomen and so they moved out. My dad couldn't get them in at that moment so he got em to Canada where he had a great time for a couple years as a travelling quasi celebrity due to his charisma and physique and that old school manly appeal that used to make women throw their panties and dudes want to start wearing them.
He even liked rock n roll when he was in Canada. His favorite band was Grand Funk Railroad.
He was in Vancouver and made it all the way to Toronto and Montreal.
Dude was the best conman I ever knew.
But cons always have a partner.
The face man.
And his shadow.
With the hidden hand.
Holding more cowbell.
Just in case.
The green grass has turned.
And it's time to rally the red heifers.
For Heimdollars parade is near.
He will announce the rainbow with a loue cry of his warhorn.
Like he always says, don't say I didn't warn you.
I always warn you.
That's kinda my thing.
One of my things.
I got a book of things.
Nobody likes a drug addict.
They all getting reaped.
Usually by their own.
But most dummies help themselves.
Nobody likes a disgrace.
Unless you Joe Biden.
Then you love your son.
Even if he is a drug addict.
I know a girl that had to have her septum replaced.
I found her dead in the kitchen after snorting comet.
Or ajax, I can't remember those kinds of details.
She a wonderful girl and turned out great after that.
People are born in that life.
The way of life different than those that live in the houses of the holy.
It's literally in their blood at birth.
And makes up a key component of their DNA.
They aren't homo superior as homo sapiens strive to be.
And to sapiens they aren't even that.
They are just homos.
The people of the earth.
The people of Gaia or Yaya or curious George if you prefer.
But during Ragnarok the gods and fantasy creatures fight.
And fantasy creatures are just euphemisms for the undesirables and their allies and fellow travellers.
But also their defenders.
And they all die under mysterious causes.
But like everyone says who lived in the cities built up by Cain and dined on the bacon he brought home without fail and drank the wine he learned them how to make... That punk Abel had it coming.
It's a tragedy for all involved sure but if only Abel would have listened to Cain we wouldn't be in this mess under the curse where we get melancholy and think about our evil deeds everytime we want to have a drink to the point where you get scared to get drunk lest you remember the true reason why you never want to be your brothers keeper again.
Medicine question for you old fuks herein...
When you were a kid, and you scraped or cut yourself, and your mom decided to put medicine on it, what was it that she used?
iv - iodine
f ] rub dirt on it, you pussy!
Granny's rhumatiz medicine.
I ask because I bought three bottles of mercurochrome for $8 today. One tube of Neosporin was $5. Funk dat.
Here's to the old ways, bitches.
Your best bet when you are tired of listening to your doctore and wish to rebel against the gladiator school and it's saint making patron is to remember this saying.
What would a rube do in this situation?
And do that.
Or you better do as your doctore and your doctrines proscribe.
Else they start treating you as a as a leaky water pot.
And nobody in this profession likes fixing cracked pottery.
So they just plaster over the cracks with a combo of self destruct meds and sugar pills.
Whatever floats your boat.
Which is what floats doctores boats.
Sending you to the whip-crackers.
And the sending you to the nurses to get your wounds tended to.
Hey you finally catch a break?
The nurses are all dudes too.
And they have long term COVID.
And COVID is virtually identical to HIV.
Go with mercury.
But stay on the shady side.
Where the sun don't shine.
Who am I kidding.
I would rub spit and dirt on it.
Get an infection.
Lie to my mom about it and hide it for weeks.
Then try cleaning it with alcohol.
The some auto surgery.
Followed by bath of iodine, mercury, merthiolate followed by a slather of 99 store pseudo Neosporin since neomycin is the main ingredient in the triple alliance and you don't have to pay out the nose for it.
Then get gangrene and have to find a surgeon to yell at me or my family at 1 in the morning for finally going to the ER and waking him up on his night off.
Maybe your mom knew a thing or two.
Maybe you should listen to your mother.
And have a much broader medicine cabinet than the items 9 out of 10 doctors polled nicely and well quartered would recommend.
we got hydrogen peroxide on everything including our teeth
Yeah. That's the other option.
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No worries, I'll be done with the cheesy and cor storiesO soon.
Just wash that shit off with water from the hose
from the hose or hoes?
Too much ho contact requires a whole new set of medicine.
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