- 54d 5h 32m
ISO Abs boys. Trust a 43 year old fat ass that squatted nearly 900 lbs in college and has no back issues.
Wow- I had a really old team picture-- black and white; professionally done. I know exactly where it was. It was an irreplaceable relic (for me) from back in the predigital days. It got thrown out... I know who did it and about when. As to why-- well, it was just old junk to the person who chucked it.I seem to have lost all my personal pictures. The pics when they were not digital. I started looking a couple of weeks ago. I moved a couple of times. I looked at the new house, my old house, my grandmothers house which accumulates some of my junk at times in her old business shop at the house. Starting to tick me off.
Stop buying shit you don't like, FFS. Now I'm rustled.I'm rustled by myself atm. I guess this range could go in any of these threads. First world problems, you know your getting old when...but mainly I'm rustled.
I'm the type of person that eats the thing i like the least first and saves the best for last. I do this with everything from Starburst to mixed popcorn. i just realized that for the last six years, basically since we became empty nesters, I've been eating my least favorite sliced meats first and saving the best for last. The problem is my wife still buys like we have kids in the house. The good stuff spoils before i get to it. Fuck. Now i have to convince my wife to buy for two and break my lifetime habit. Almost worse than that I'll have to occasionally eat the stuff i like the least last.
Complaining about christmas gifts is cheesy, but goddamn it, why do people think I like DARK chocolate. That shit is almost as bad as white chocolate! I'd take a lightly salted caramel over either.Can you motherfuckers PLEASE STOP putting salt on my fucking chocolate and caramel!??! Jesus fucking christ. Salt is for the sea.