plus Bacon.
Hoping to find a forged carry handle for the AR. Hoping to survive the damage 23 lbs of bacon will do to my coronary arteries.
Looking forward to seeing the quickbuggies and the look of horror on the faces of the Mennonites as they see the lot of us descend on their sleepy little village intent on mayhem and gluttony.
the fecal matter has been impacting the rotating, oscillating device.
Everyone is tense and freaked out.
Yesterday, one of our diminutive engineers dressed me down for… telling him the truth about something he was sure I was wrong about. he later apologized, but it was all I could do to keep from laughing all the time.
it looked a bit like this. Fast forward to 2 minutes 10 seconds.
I wondered if he felt that he could intimidate me.
