WIC's in!

Apologies!

Saw it neither a Yugo underfolder nor a Chinese, and assumed a Romy.

Polish makes it double plus gooder, (TM)

You wanna eat deep fried bukkake, that's totally your business.

No judgement.
This is a no kink shaming zone.

It's just a snow blower, not a snow THROWER.

Fixt

Dammit.....

LOL, my youngest was just requesting to see you by name, and here you are.

How can you argue with someone of this caliber?

I'm sorry your older brother is a disappointment like that.
My younger brother is a good kid. Liberal, (cant live 15 years in NYC and not escape unscathed), but a good kid (45 yoa) for the most part.
Counterpoint to your brother...
My younger brother got into a lot of fights with bigger kids in grade school and I would always jump in an save him. He was in 3rd grade and I was in 6th. I came out to the playground and saw him egging a bigger kid on, and then backing off when he didnt see me. He scanned the crowd some more, saw me, and then ramped it up to 11.
Fight started, and I let him get his ass kicked.
He was furious with me, but I pointed out that I would defend him to the death as long as he wasnt starting fights.
He got quiet and nodded his head.
He's a Physician's Assistant in PA now with a kid of his own.
I'm proud of him.

I'd bet that your brother is proud of you as well.

this is totally a kink shaming zone

Wooden shot glass?

I have a business license, but they are asking me stupid questions like where do I plan to sell these knives, and I told them, wherever the hell I want.

Or do you mean the law firm? Yes, that too. If you have payroll and associated state taxes to pay (including workers comp) you have to have a business registration with the DOR so they can make sure they are getting their cut from you. But not for resale, legal services are not taxed in Wisconsin.

Compound life...

Hilarious/awful story I cant believe I'm sharing...

I joined the Marines at 19.
My family moved while I was in the middle of boot camp.
Nobody told me.
Mom and Dad, and little brother didnt say a thing.
They all thought somebody had told me in a letter.
Meanwhile, I'm busy writing letters pretty much daily from boot camp.
I get something like a months worth of letters marked "Returned to Sender, no such person at this address" in giant red stamped letters across a stack of letters.
The DI that night was the "heavy", (mean one)...I get handed a PILE of letters at mail call that night.
"Dont worry son, the Corps is your family now."

That was fucking awful.

Got letters the following week with the new address.
Mom still feels bad to this day.

lol no, we knew good older siblings. In fact three of my closest friends in HS were all brothers of different ages and they were thick as thieves. We all hung out together all the time.

Interesting perspective, thanks.

What company is this?

Back in high school I won a small battle with my father and was allowed to buy a pick up truck. My first vehicle. A GMC Sierra.

It was beautiful. Fire truck red, pristine. Old, but pristine.

It had been a farm truck. It had a 4.3 V6. Unbeknownst to me, the farmer had fucked that thing over pretty good pulling chains of hay wagons. Driving around on the first tank of gas, the oil light came on. Check the oil, there was no oil. Go back to the dealer, they rebuilt the engine. It still burned oil. Then I paid far too much and had a 305 put in it to save money on gas. It didn't save any money, 305 was too small for that truck.

But that's not what this story is about. It's about engine heaters.

So young lad with a new truck wants to keep his baby warm in the Wisconsin winters. I bought an engine heater and drove out to the shop for the construction firm I worked for, family friend, had previously been farmers too. I'm standing there in front of the truck, hood open, heater in hand, just staring in there. Guy that owns the company comes out, asks what I am doing, tell him I am installing an engine heater, he asks if I know what I am doing, I say no, my girlfriend laughs at me, he tells her to knock it off (he knew both our families pretty well) guy has to learn somehow, he reaches in to the engine bay, cuts a hose, fluids flying everywhere, tells me to put some hose clamps on there and stick the heater in there, which I do. All done just in time for winter to hit.

Parking in the driveway at home I had to park at the end of the driveway, which meant I was running a long (brand new, expensive to young me) extension cord from the garage to the truck to keep my baby warm.  Worked pretty well until one day in February, my dad is out there blowing snow and went just a little too far to the side, caught and chewed up the extension cord that had been sitting there for months. Lost my shit because owning a vehicle was just one expense after another. He apologized and said he would get me another but I was beyond consolation.

Then I cut the bad section out of the cord and patched it back together and kept using the cord. I still have the cord.

Lot less drama with this Sierra since you told me how to get the plug cover off and I can park right next to where I plug it in. Truck does seem to run happier being plugged in over night.

I think my ex has a picture of the first truck somewhere. I should ask her for it.

that is pretty funny in hindsight

Blue ridge

Great story, good to have guys like that out there willing to help young folks without being condescending. I certainly do my best. Plus I would have forgot to put the hose clamp on first and more fluid would have come out.

It would be cool to see the truck.

I assume you’re going to sell them locally, that’s what I do, and that’s what I told them. “Amazon”, and “Ebay” are trigger words you don’t want to use.

now you tell me

No one asked.

Once you send your application in, and they set up your account you’ll never hear from them again.

Damn.

I'm guessing that happens every now and then for him to show empathy as a DI.

OK, bad advice. No online sales.

they want specifics if you mention "online"

LOL, we still lost plenty of coolant, we had to pour a bunch into my truck. He had maybe 10 trucks and one in particular was a beast that he had dropped a 454 big block into. Had to modify the shocks, hell just about everything had to be modified for the weight of that engine. He had coolant just sitting around for that cobbled together beast. That thing was kinda scary. It ran well, but it sure didn't look it. No handling, it just kinda glided along in one direction.

I’d imagine. MAP, and whatnot comes into play. I’d just clarify by saying “My Facebook page”.

That is fucking hilarious, but I'm sure it sucked incredibly at the time!

That sounds like it belongs in one of the periodic prank suggestion threads.

I said i'd sell to those guys on ar15.com.

Ha, they probably had to Google it.

I figured they would just say no idea, not a threat and approve.

knowing my luck I will get the one employee with ambition who wont just slide it through.

For displaying your nugs?

Nice. I paid a little more than half of that

It's that Sinkevich touch. I like about everything he's put out

Two very different knives

Agreed. Neat designs. Some of his custom and one-off stuff is amazing.

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I thought that was an orange tinted Nalgene bottle with a sticker on it. It provided hope that you were making some positive health changes for the new year, drink more water and cut back on the alcohol.

Nope.

Bowel obstruction in a tube. You need more broccoli.

Yep. Like that knife I showed you earlier. Beautiful. Very sinkevenchent.

Get one of the lawyers to write that?

nice capture of the colors

and weed bowl

for all the bourbon I have, I don't drink much

I do drink a lot of water now with the changes we made at the office.

false

vegetables that are not asparagus are bad

jalapeno is a fruit and therefore good

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