Wat’s Carbon Water-N-Stuff Thread - Concepts In Iron And Wood!!!



I'll be happy to - later. The food coma round 1 is kicking in.


I have made exactly one turkey ever. It was abreast. I went shopping for a c-cup and the damned things started at e. Got more than I wanted. Followed the instructions. It was edible.


I'd hunt turkey to eat (think SHTF), less so for "sport."
 
PooPoo PeePee,

Falsely accusing a parent of sex crimes is "fighting words."

Of course, you can't fight.

Come to ny city.

( O O )
Lmao. Shut the fuck up you gimpy retard.

Just stay away from our children and stop fantasizing about raping my kids and you'll live to see another day.

You couldn't fight your way out of a wet paper bag, bigfitssteve.
 
Trotsky called Stalin Chinggis Han with a limo.

( O O )


Those cars look suspiciously like the senior Packard bodies. Iosef was a fan. Allegedly, FDR, who had help Packard get the rights to produce the Rolls-Royce Merlin engines and the contract to build them for the P-51s which the US government planned to buy a bunch of, coerced Old Man Macauley to give the body died to the Soviets. That way, Uncle Joe didn't have to buy the car of the old school Capitalist Oppressors.


Alvan did not live to see his company go down the shitter, but his chief engineer did. If their thinking hadn't constipated and if they hadn't run off the good president and promoted the fearful one, it didn't have to happen.
 
Lmao. Shut the fuck up you gimpy retard.

Just stay away from our children and stop fantasizing about raping my kids and you'll live to see another day.

You couldn't fight your way out of a wet paper bag, bigfitssteve.
PooPoo PeePee,

Get help with your incontinence. Your allegations about me are so vague no investigator anywhere would take them or you seriously.

Nevertheless, i owe you thanks for allowing me to vent my radicalism.

I am indeed a very extreme critic of the family in general and desire its destruction. This was the theme of my first serious essay in the Surrealist movement in 1967.

You're a century and a quarter over with, Ötzi.

I agree totally with this:

COMMISSION

Ezra Pound

Go, my songs, to the lonely and the unsatisfied,
Go also to the nerve-wracked, go to the enslaved-by- convention,
Bear to them my contempt for their oppressors.
Go as a great wave of cool water, Bear my contempt of oppressors.

Speak against unconscious oppression, Speak against the tyranny of the unimaginative, Speak against bonds.

Go to the bourgeoise who is dying of her ennuis, Go to the women in suburbs.

Go to the hideously wedded,

Go to them whose failure is concealed,

Go to the unluckily mated,

Go to the bought wife,

Go to the woman entailed.

Go to those who have delicate lust, Go to those whose delicate desires are thwarted,

Go like a blight upon the dulness of the world;
Go with your edge against this,
Strengthen the subtle cords,
Bring confidence upon the algae and the tentacles of the soul.
Go in a friendly manner,
Go with an open speech.
Be eager to find new evils and new good,
Be against all forms of oppression.
Go to those who are thickened with middle age,
To those who have lost their interest.

Go to the adolescent smothered in family-
Oh how hideous it is
To see three generations of one house gathered together!
It is like an old tree with shoots,
And with some branches rotted and falling.

Go out and defy opinion,
Go against this vegetable bondage of the blood.
Be against all sorts of mortmain.


Yes. I predict that after two centuries more the world's male population will have declined to 20%.

We will indeed convert your offspring.

Your time is coming to an end.

DJT is a pussy fart in the birth of the new world in our hearts.

And Wat Tyler will be our Lazarus Long.

Here's Wat at 3:06. Neither a token nor a slave.


Gandalf.

Perhaps we can clone him. Perhaps in the end he's channelling The Space Jockey, who lives just as i am, in reality, Lulu Cthulhu.

It doesn't matter. Firearms have no gender. Thank the Goddess.


It ain't Lawyers, Hugs, n Money.

( O O )
 
Wonderful poem.


We must prepare for the wheels to fall the rest of the way off The System.


I had no idea I'd be learning animal husbandry. Predicting the future resembles the herding of cats.


Off to read . . . .
 
PooPoo PeePee,

Get help with your incontinence. Your allegations about me are so vague no investigator anywhere would take them or you seriously.

Nevertheless, i owe you thanks for allowing me to vent my radicalism.

I am indeed a very extreme critic of the family in general and desire its destruction. This was the theme of my first serious essay in the Surrealist movement in 1967.

You're a century and a quarter over with, Ötzi.

I agree totally with this:

COMMISSION

Ezra Pound

Go, my songs, to the lonely and the unsatisfied,
Go also to the nerve-wracked, go to the enslaved-by- convention,
Bear to them my contempt for their oppressors.
Go as a great wave of cool water, Bear my contempt of oppressors.

Speak against unconscious oppression, Speak against the tyranny of the unimaginative, Speak against bonds.

Go to the bourgeoise who is dying of her ennuis, Go to the women in suburbs.

Go to the hideously wedded,

Go to them whose failure is concealed,

Go to the unluckily mated,

Go to the bought wife,

Go to the woman entailed.

Go to those who have delicate lust, Go to those whose delicate desires are thwarted,

Go like a blight upon the dulness of the world;
Go with your edge against this,
Strengthen the subtle cords,
Bring confidence upon the algae and the tentacles of the soul.
Go in a friendly manner,
Go with an open speech.
Be eager to find new evils and new good,
Be against all forms of oppression.
Go to those who are thickened with middle age,
To those who have lost their interest.

Go to the adolescent smothered in family-
Oh how hideous it is
To see three generations of one house gathered together!
It is like an old tree with shoots,
And with some branches rotted and falling.

Go out and defy opinion,
Go against this vegetable bondage of the blood.
Be against all sorts of mortmain.


Yes. I predict that after two centuries more the world's male population will have declined to 20%.

We will indeed convert your offspring.

Your time is coming to an end.

DJT is a pussy fart in the birth of the new world in our hearts.

And Wat Tyler will be our Lazarus Long.

Here's Wat at 3:06. Neither a token nor a slave.


Gandalf.

Perhaps we can clone him. Perhaps in the end he's channelling The Space Jockey, who lives just as i am, in reality, Lulu Cthulhu.

It doesn't matter. Firearms have no gender. Thank the Goddess.


It ain't Lawyers, Hugs, n Money.

( O O )
Isn't it past your bedtime, gramps?
 
well-regulated is right up there with "fair"
No, it's not. Everyone has their own definition of fairness.

Well-regulated is the same as well-managed. Everybody knows what a well-managed business is.

A well-regulated militia is one that keeps its military assets, trains all the populace in self-defense, and operates in a decentralized way.

( O O )
 
I had to Google "drop saw." That's cruel to have to do first thing in the morning. I watched Scarface last week. They used a chain saw. Either will sling bloodybits everywhere, so if you can find where she cut him up (basement, garage), there will be something flung somewhere unless vermin carried it all away.


The one who should be next is the peeping weirdo who claims to have seen her nefarious deed.


I'd also say that, if he did what she said, he had it coming. Then again, I tend to side with women in situations like that.


I don't abuse the cats, and they reward me letting me live . . . .
 
That's why I always keep the poacher's saw handy which, when referenced, prompts Two Left-Wing Loons to triumph:

So you think cooking oil is cheaper than bar oil...

But it's an EC!

electric chainsaw


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