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After working the yard all day (and barely making a dent), this is effort I expended for today’s daily picture. I think this is the classic definition of, mailing it in.
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To say I’m a skadoosh tired of the media fear mongering, would not be an exaggeration. Fuck these fear creating assholes. Fuck the click bait fucktards. Fuck everyone trying to ruin the worlds economy. We’re back, we’re spending our money locally, and anyone who gets in the way can jump the fuck off into obscurity.…
Day 110 366
In honor of the umpteenth day, a reminder and a cheers. Prost! Today I listened to my body whine about all the yard work from this weekend.
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Pizza, Dead Guy, Miley. Draw your own conclusions.
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I enjoyed his showing off his handiwork. Everyone worries about our friends and families kids and how they will turn out. This one, not so much.
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