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I have a question
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Starship Coyote
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That fucking asshat Bozo used to ask kids that question back in the day here in Arkansas. His was "do you walk to school, or do you carry your lunch?"
Another fucked up stunt he'd pull is ask "how much do you love your mother...100 or 45???" Of course, any 4 year old would say "45."
Gary Weir really was a prick.
Another fucked up stunt he'd pull is ask "how much do you love your mother...100 or 45???" Of course, any 4 year old would say "45."
Gary Weir really was a prick.
Nacchisrevenge
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Kerb Crawler
Closed Fist of the Badlands
^Cunt tree.
Eggs Mayonnaise
All In With The Nuts
The other one from my childhood:
Are you going to New York, or by bus?
Are you going to New York, or by bus?
eloisel
Forever Empress E
I had an uncle that traveled the world and built houses for 40 years then retired to chop wood on his land. He would say things like "You have garments on your back" and just laugh, and laugh, and laugh.
I have an aunt that won't let you wear your shoes into her house, won't let you walk around in your socks inside her house and won't let you go barefooted inside her house either. I gave up trying to hover when I was 10 and haven't been in her house since.
Had a houseparent at the orphanage, Ms. Teasdale, that would look at a tear in a piece of clothing and say things like "A stitch in time saves nine." She wouldn't let you put clean thread in soiled clothing to mend it and wouldn't let you wash it if it needed mending. Having been raised prior to that with people that took care of that kind of thing for my mother, I couldn't fathom Ms. Teasdale's thinking. Hence, I don't repair anything - just make a petbed out of it. The dogs and cats have some expensive bedding.
I have an aunt that won't let you wear your shoes into her house, won't let you walk around in your socks inside her house and won't let you go barefooted inside her house either. I gave up trying to hover when I was 10 and haven't been in her house since.
Had a houseparent at the orphanage, Ms. Teasdale, that would look at a tear in a piece of clothing and say things like "A stitch in time saves nine." She wouldn't let you put clean thread in soiled clothing to mend it and wouldn't let you wash it if it needed mending. Having been raised prior to that with people that took care of that kind of thing for my mother, I couldn't fathom Ms. Teasdale's thinking. Hence, I don't repair anything - just make a petbed out of it. The dogs and cats have some expensive bedding.