Maybe frog lube.
Annoyed at thread drift
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policerevolvercollector
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119,746 views!
Here a "drift" challenge:
Everyone who reads this, add at least one post! How many posts can we add in let's say.... an hour??!!
OK.....begin!
BigCityChief
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All work and no play...
So I'm playing!!
Get this DRIFT ON NOW!!
So I'm playing!!
Get this DRIFT ON NOW!!
BigCityChief
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I can't hear you guys!!!
Ding ding ding ding!!
WAKE UP!!
Ding ding ding ding!!
WAKE UP!!
[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sPMKlEwrIs8[/ame]
I went and read it again, here's my post.
boatme99
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We're toast.
jell-dog
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With butter and marmalade?
Mmmmmm....frog lube:
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shouldazagged
Absent Comrade
Is this the Solar Flare?Or a Solar Fart?
White Castle warning label.
boatme99
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What hair color do they put on the driver's licenses of bald men?
I ain't tellin ya.
boatme99
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And now, a little art.
Stop groaning!
Why? Why not? Besides, from the general tone around here, we could all use a little cultures and I have nothing better to do.
Today's piece is by John Singleton Copley. Primarily known for his colonial period portraits (see BOY WITH SQUIRREL above) and battle scenes, we're going to look at a painting that was a bit of a departure, and has been fascinating pre teen boys ever since.
Commissioned by Brook Watson in 1778, it depicts an event that happened in 1749.
At the age of fourteen, Mr. Watson set forth to make his way as a cabin boy. While anchored in Havana Harbor, young Master Watson thought it would be a good idea to take an afternoon swim.
Whoops.
It seems nobody thought to tell the boy about...the sharks!
After a couple of bites and three rescue attempts by the ship's crew, Brook was saved. Reportedly, his last words before passing out were; "Why didn't you tell me about the freaking sharks, you bastdiges!"
Well, Mr. Watson obviously survived, although his right leg had to be amputated just below the knee.
He went on to a military career and then politics, eventually becoming Lord Mayor of London, where he had to endure the snickers and snide remarks of his fellows. You know, like,
"Wossa, shark got yer tounge guv?"
"What goes step, thunk, step, thunk, step, thunk,? Hizonner!"
"Ow, step right up, Mr. Mayor. Sorry."
"Shh, 'eres owuld Lefty now."
Well, I was going to go into painting theory, colors, balance, and symmetry, but I got sidetracked.
Before the Kardashoons, the evening news, and reality tv., people fulfilled their morbid streaks with campfire stories, tales handed down from generation to generation, and art, so here I give you: Watson And The Shark.
Enjoy.
Stop groaning!
Why? Why not? Besides, from the general tone around here, we could all use a little cultures and I have nothing better to do.
Today's piece is by John Singleton Copley. Primarily known for his colonial period portraits (see BOY WITH SQUIRREL above) and battle scenes, we're going to look at a painting that was a bit of a departure, and has been fascinating pre teen boys ever since.
Commissioned by Brook Watson in 1778, it depicts an event that happened in 1749.
At the age of fourteen, Mr. Watson set forth to make his way as a cabin boy. While anchored in Havana Harbor, young Master Watson thought it would be a good idea to take an afternoon swim.
Whoops.
It seems nobody thought to tell the boy about...the sharks!
After a couple of bites and three rescue attempts by the ship's crew, Brook was saved. Reportedly, his last words before passing out were; "Why didn't you tell me about the freaking sharks, you bastdiges!"
Well, Mr. Watson obviously survived, although his right leg had to be amputated just below the knee.
He went on to a military career and then politics, eventually becoming Lord Mayor of London, where he had to endure the snickers and snide remarks of his fellows. You know, like,
"Wossa, shark got yer tounge guv?"
"What goes step, thunk, step, thunk, step, thunk,? Hizonner!"
"Ow, step right up, Mr. Mayor. Sorry."
"Shh, 'eres owuld Lefty now."
Well, I was going to go into painting theory, colors, balance, and symmetry, but I got sidetracked.
Before the Kardashoons, the evening news, and reality tv., people fulfilled their morbid streaks with campfire stories, tales handed down from generation to generation, and art, so here I give you: Watson And The Shark.
Enjoy.
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BigCityChief
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Drifting into work this morning with sub-freezing temperatures of 22° F! Where is spring?
BigCityChief
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Calling on snubbyfan, vonn, jell-dog, pawngal, boatme99, Rusty1953, loknload, skrazo, shouldazagged, bigride, timjake, rags, GaryS, raljr1, timn8er, Isis1200L and all DRIFTER regulars to climb the peak to 8400 today!!
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