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  1. I sharpened an old lawn mower blade and mounted it on an angle grinder, mounted the grinder in a vise, turned it on, then plugged it in. I need to some how connect a long pipe to the grinder to act as a handle. Then I’ll be able to attack those out of control blackberry bushes down at the edge of the side yard.

  2. While I always appreciate your efforts to take the rusty edge off Monday mornings, it’s not working today. I’m in a “mood,” and my day could very well end up with me chasing small animals or religious proselytizers down the street with garden tools.

    But thank you for trying.

    And don’t you DARE call me, offering to buy my property!

  3. are the ladies at the end random internet finds? They’re delightful on the eyes. The deal breaker is if they’re less than delightful on the ears and wallet.

    Vegan remind me of a crossword puzzle clue; Five letter word for dumbass.

    The thing about the Jan 6 visitors that gets me is this. According to the left, the right is armed to the teeth (not too far off the mark) with weapons of war that shoot thousands of bullets in a second with each squeeze of the trigger and these bullets travel at light speed to cause indiscriminate carnage (not even near the mark). If this was an insurrection or rebellion on Jan 6 wouldn’t these gun toting rioters have brought their weapons of war to the Capitol to overthrow the government or stop the certification process? This makes no sense at all even on the surface of it.

    JQ

    2. Also, ALL women are less than delightful on the ears and wallet, unless they are called Shania Twain.

  4. re — lumberjack OCD
    If I owned a truck like that, I would ‘mural’ the tail-gate just like that.
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    re — second from the bottom
    ‘my friend’ has the identical mauve spaghetti-strap halter… and wears it well (according to random passers-by)…

  5. Eye candy. I thought you liked them horse size or bigger? Even at my age I could manage more than one night with those ladies.

    #2 was fifty when I met her. I called her my little Dolly Parton. She didn’t like that. Nonetheless she passed the pencil test. If there’s one thing I hate it’s getting black eyes while I’m having sex.

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