@socks-shorts-1-2-3-swish sure. Neither is a healthy choice. Neither should be able to be purchased with food stamps. But one is better than the other. And continued incremental progress towards a healthier food supply is not insignificant.
And you take exception with Trump making a tweet about it? He tweets about everything.
@mcm666 In my life I’ve found petty annoyances to be unpleasant so I avoid them. You assert here you find me annoying. That’s a you thing, maestro. I only come here for interesting conversation and levity. I have no problem with you. If I did, that’d be a me thing.
Congrats! You’ve mastered woke terminology.Failed observation. I’m having fun and trying to add levity.@hhlurker you think you're clever. you're not
First one’s a lock, second clearly depends on the recipient.
Being a passive aggressive, cunt, bitch is your attempt at having fun and adding levity?
Interesting.
Takes me back to the rednecks of the late 60s early 70s with their short hair who 20 years later wore it long like the hippies they hated so much.
if you live 20 more years, you might be a flaming liberal. Who knows?
@bradstevens ha - OK, here's a good story.
I mentioned it on the 'old' board last summer, but I matched with a woman who, early on, told me she voted for Trump and was planning to do so again in November. She assured me she wasn't a 'crazy' MAGA supporter, and since she seemed nice and was very attractive, I thought I'd at least broaden my outlook.
Let's put a pin in that thought for a moment.
One day last summer, I drove over to see her ( she lived a little over 2 hours away) and we had a nice, summer day planned. This was our third date, I think. Any way I get over there and she's not home, but a guy doing some contract work was. I decided to sit on the front porch and she pulls up from a Starbucks run with her mom. So, yeah, I met the mom on the third date.
Any way, we go in and we talk with the contractor. He says that he thinks he'll be done by midafternoon. At first we were going to stick around until he was finished, but she asks him if he's good if we head to lunch. He says as long as we're good with it, he does this sort of thing all the time. She goes ahead and pays him, tells him the front door will lock behind him and to call if he needs anything.
We go have a nice lunch with plans to kind of bop around the shops near where we ate and after lunch she asks me if it's weird that the contractor hasn't left yet (she has a security app on her phone that tells her when the doors in her house open/close and hadn't been alerted that her door had opened). I say I'm not sure. Initially she's a little worried because he was an older man. I think she's probably worried that he might've had a heart attack and passed out or something. She asks if it'd be weird if she turned on the internal house cameras she has to see if he's OK.
She turns the camera on and her eyes get the size of saucers and he face goes pale. She has a hint of tears in her eyes as she hands me the phone.
"What's going on here?"
As I look at the phone, I try to come up with any reasonable, plausible explanation for what I'm pretty sure I'm seeing. Right there - live on her phone - you see the contractor sitting at her dining room table - definitely NOT doing what he was contracted to do. His shirt is noticeably raised over his belly. He's holding his phone in one hand. You can't see his other hand because it's under the table on/near his lap (imagination should suffice here).
Something spooks him - she thinks he probably noticed the light on the camera on her bookshelf - he stands up, straightens his shorts and pulls down his shirt, grabs his stuff and beelines it for the door. She gets a notification that her front door opens/shuts.
We get back and I go in first. She goes through her personal stuff and nothing is missing and it doesn't appear he's gone through anything. She asks me to wipe down the chair and table. She's drained and wants to take a nap, so she lays down for a bit.
I end up falling asleep on her couch and I'm awakened by her hurrying into the room I'm in and she's on the phone. It's her mom, telling her to turn on Fox News because Trump just got shot. We're watching in disbelief.
She hangs up with her mom and we keep watching. One of her best guy friends calls her and for some reason she answers on speaker. "Those motherf*&king liberals did this. They actually tried to kill him!" This goes on for a bit with lots of profanity tossed at 'the left.'
Her uncle calls and she tells him I'm there. He wants to talk with me. It's clear she's told him about me and he presumes I'm some sort of commie pinko liberal and our conversation is like some real world version of the back and forths we've all had on the water cooler. It was all exhausting. We watched the coverage for a bit longer and just went to bed.
She did end up telling some of her family about the contractor and people had different ideas of what she should/shouldn't do. She ended up calling the police and filing a report, but I don't believe anything major happened. I think she may have issued a complaint with the BBB.
We ended up getting together a few more times, but it sort of fizzled out. I thought she was great in a lot of ways and politics really weren't a big reason things didn't work out. She was a lot of fun and I do wish her well, but as they say, things worked out for the best.
Totally unrelated but when you mentioned meeting the mom got me laughing about the first time I met my M.I.L.
Had just started dating my wife, who had just gotten out of a longterm relationship with her ex, so my wife was staying at her parent house. Anywho, go and pick her up, we go out to a club, have a good night out and I take her home. Her parents worked 3rd shift, so she "persuades" me to come in before I leave. We do our thing and both end up falling asleep, butt naked.
I get waken up by her mom yelling at my wife for both of us to get dressed and downstairs. I jump up, get my clothes on and go out the back door. As I'm leaving, my MIL says don't take off when you get out of here... screw that, I'm gone.
Got a call half hour later saying she got kicked out and needed a ride to her friends.. I really wasn't suppose to leave.
I asked my MIL a couple years ago if she remembers the first time we met... she laughed and said "how can I ever forget seeing the whitest ass ever ". She definitely remembers.
100th post. Goal for this board met.
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Sounds like the board could use a bit of consolidation. Nothing better than this clip to provide some inspiration,