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Originally posted by Bill Krozby
i will next year. that or you can just meet me at dans tomorrow for ritz
Grits, you mean. You used to claim they ran out of grits, which we all knew was a troll, but to take it a step further, we prank called Dan's. Remember that? Asking them why the truck ran out of grits? Hahha. I had a manager tell me, "I assure you. I don't care what you heard. We never run out of grits."
Aahaha.
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...holding a sign that says "KILL YOURSELF FOR PANTHRAX". If this sign isn't produced, then it it is a confirmation of BULLSHITTERY. If it is produced, then all will be forgiven. It's on you now, Jill. Put up, or shut up.
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Originally posted by Semiazas
I'm joking about the hard drugs. Panny should know better. But I might have to make a one time exception for the legendary cell phone ass prison smuggler.
And uh, beers are fine.
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Tobacco is big 'round these parts. Grown in North Carolina mostly for the south. I have grown it a time or two. You should take the entirety of the plant in a jar. So whatever you bought and was shipped, chop it up and place in a jar along with an orange peel. It will flavor your tobacco ever so slightly, but it provides some moisture in the moisture-ridden environment of the jar. Leave it that way for a solid week.
Please, please, wash your jar out. Mold spores is the #1 killer.
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§m£ÂgØL makes a thread asking what kind of "ethanol" people drink like a "scientist" (which in and of itself is such a fucking cringe inducing way to say, "What's your favorite alcohol?") and then cherry picks people in an attempt to shame them when they respond to his question.
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§m£ÂgØL can't stay out of this thread. He acts like he could care less, while simultaneously rapidly refreshing the page for updates from his former lover.
He's infatuated with her.
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You should collect up all the roadkill off the highway and harvest their furs.
You can have a dog/cat/squirrel/possum/groundhog/raccoon blanket, dawg.
If you're REALLY lucky, you can find some HUMAN FUR to add to the mix.
You can pile up all the dead animals outside of your mobile shed and rip all their fur all their smashed bodies. You gotta scrape their rotten skin off the underside and tan it then sew it together.
You should start a whole new business model off it. Your material is free. You're only investing time and energy AND you're helping the environment!
ROADKILL MOCCASINS AND PANTS DAWG. FUCK YEAH.
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Absolutely. For almost two years straight, my wife was in prison, and I was in prison also. We wrote each other. That was the highlight of my fucking day. To get a letter from her. I read every word she wrote over and over, haha. So yes, I poured out my love for her in some of those letters. We're happily married today, and those times are just a weird, shitty stain on our past. That isn't us now. So yeah. Wrote my (at the time) fiancee almost daily, full fledged love letters.
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