TSCLT 7.0: Hemis, Harleys, Hooters-n-Harridans

[SpeareChucker]

I never watch PBS or listen to NPR.


Money was stolen from me for use in Left-leaning propaganda.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Home with Fresh Oil. I feel so . . . Exxon!!!


Actually, everything I've read says that Mobil1 is purt near the bestest oil you can use, so I do. Keeps my stuff pert as a ruttin' buck.


Coffee is the beverage of choice of Allah. I helps to keep young people alive.


Those fucking "energy" drinks will kill these silly millennials early. That's probably the Social Insecurity Bail-out Plan, truth be told . . . .

 

[SpeareChucker]

*chuckle*


His heart just gave out on him.
But he was 28!

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Sounds like some red bullshit to me.


Half the trick in this thing, this Battle called Life, is to live long enough to become an annoyance to st000pid young people. The smart ones, few as they are, "get" it.


Then there's Wat's Goal, to outlive all you motherfuckers, to see you dead and buried.


Well, buried, anyway, and dead eventually . . . .

 

[SpeareChucker]

You chippin' in on our funeral expenses?


Woke to the Wake?

 

[Bidin~Time]

Good Morning Threadsters

I met a fella recently who told me he was drinking 4 energy drinks a day; that was after he'd cut back from 8 a day. Holy Crap! I can't imagine that.

 

[SpeareChucker]

I can't imagine one...

 

[Bidin~Time]

I want to live longer than Wat. Just to be an annoyance.

 

[SpeareChucker]

I don't.



I want to be the pretty corpse...

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Wat is raising Annoyance to an Art Form.


They'll even do a story on it on NPR.


Provided that Wat doesn't outlive that, too.


Now, Wat is going to outlive some of this shit over here that's fixin' to go out the back door . . . .

 

[Bidin~Time]

Nobody has ever accused me of being pretty, so I'll stick with annoying.

 

[SpeareChucker]

So the goal for you is the same for rat-rod gassers...





... pretty annoying.

 

[Bidin~Time]

You just wait! You reminded me of the comedian who talked about his older relatives with the "walkin farts". I'll be the backfiringest, annoying old woman you ever saw.

 

[SpeareChucker]

[voice=Wat_Tyler]

You aren't now???






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[Bidin~Time]

LOL Without even trying.

 

[SpeareChucker]

Live long and bother!


Corrected translation from the original Vulcan.

 

[Bidin~Time]

I'm quite goal oriented.

 

[SpeareChucker]

It's good to have objections.



My goal is a quick nap before hitting the pool.

 

[Bidin~Time]

Watch out for the tree frogs. Those little suckers always loved my pool.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Some progress made.


Off to change the bike oil.


Motorcycle.


Harley fucking Davidson!!!!!

 

[bellisarius]

Back from my errands. Virtually no traffic, they're all home sleeping it off I presume.

Coffee Maker - Check
Gas - Check
Impulsive purchase of some food treats - Check

Now to go out and do some PM on my Lawnmower before the wind kicks in.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

New oil in the HfD. I'm sure that it's all happy an' shit now.


New oil makes engines all happy.


You can almost see them smile.

 

[bellisarius]

Son of a gun the weather dude was spot on, T'Storm's and lots of wind. Hope he's right about tomorrow too.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Quick, run out and buy a lott'reh ticket!!!


Nah, lightning never strikes the same place twice.


Had a good visit with the mentee. Headway is being made.


Quiet night around the homestead in store, I reckon . . . .

 

[Wat_Tyler]

That Willys is hammered, so: