After 15 Years, He Finally Cleaned The Place
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Clearly we need common sense hammer control.
Best to go after the driving force behind the hammer lobby. They’ve taken a real pounding in the polls. The manufacturers have also taken some hard knocks but they keep clawing their way back to favour.
I think I nailed it.
Hammer attacks
he [Strozier] is from Flint, Michigan, and has a degree in hospitality
Hospitality ain’t what it used to be.
PS Thank you for the change to the links. I will be having a word with my bank manager later this morning.
These women who act like no one in history ever had to do any work…
The whining is embarrassing and no amount of disclaimers on comic mom’s part of how much she loves her husband and kids and she’s not talking about “all men” takes away from the kind of spoiled brattiness of the strip. I went and looked at several others trying to put my finger on what bothered me most.
And it’s the unrelenting “me me me” of the piece. Let’s face it, the differences between the sexes are older than history and been the fodder of comedic entertainment for centuries. But the best humor is 1) good natured 2) goes in both directions.
*ping*
Here is the thing that bothers me about whining wives: marriage especially with kids requires sacrifice. For thousands of years, men have worked themselves to death, literally, on the farm, hunting, in factories. In the era of sailing ships, sometimes the entire fleet from a village in portugal would sail off to fish…and never return. Still men have 98% of the workplace fatalities. For their part, women died too often in childbirth and worked heroically. Now, men have successfully created comfort and luxury, while still working longer hours at more arduous jobs (oh, I know, not every man) but women now are full of resentment and self-pity. They should try sewing all the family’s clothes and tell us how hard they are working. That is the result of feminism’s propaganda. Both partners need to try gratitude.
he [Strozier] is from Flint, Michigan, and has a degree in hospitality
You noticed that too, huh? 🙂
I have seen a good number of recent accounts of bail hearings where the defense attorney offered up that sort of “extenuating” hes-a-good-boy circumstance. There seems to be a common factor in all those cases of college-student/grad-turned-vicious-thug which we are supposed to not notice and especially not point out. Why, it’s almost as if colleges will admit and graduate anyone who fits a certain demographic profile no matter what.
It is to laugh, chortle, guffaw, snort, chuckle, giggle, snigger and all the rest.
Both partners need to try gratitude.
Uh-huh.
Tell me you have serious issues without telling me you have serious issues.
Male chokes woman at cheerleading camp…
The first rule of Photoshop Club is don’t make it look like Photoshop Club.
Every picture of this guy looks like it is using someone else’s face.
Both partners need to try gratitude.
Uh-huh.
“Women seek closeness and vulnerability in a marriage where, under the veil of marriage, it is safe to be real and raw with our chosen one, or soul mate. When she reaches out for that connected feeling and is met with the “wrong” response, she lays a brick down.”
And yet women seem to be much more likely than men to talk–and talk critically–to others about the most intimate details of their marriage. I cannot recall any men running down their wives to me, but I have heard some women run down their husbands.
“This is where the communication breakdown often occurs: women not saying what it is they want”
God help the man who, hearing complaints, offers solutions.
After 15 Years, He Finally Cleaned The Place
[ Notices overflowing skips in the alley. ]
My God.
I visit this joint with a desktop computer with a screen that’s a foot tall and two feet wide.
My browser is Chrome. The “Zoom” setting is 175%.
I can see everything just fine.
A new euphemism is coined:
Out: “recklessly promiscuous”
In: “tightly connected sexual networks”
Please update your dictionaries, comrades.
I can see everything just fine.
With those settings, so can the cosmonauts in the ISS…
With those settings …
Chrome “Zoom” settings are site-specific. I set this place to 175. I set my Disqus page to 125.
Rat on a stick! Rat on a stick! Get them while they’re ratty!
These enterprising young men probably heard that the WEF is in town.
“its not about the nail”
women and divorce. Someone had college students rate photos of the opposite sex. Guys rated the girls on a bell curve: most average, some hot, some ugly. Girls rated 75% of the guys as below average (which is impossible of course). Women are never satisfied. Over the past 50 yrs, surveys show US women getting more and more unhappy. Men’s happiness (contentment really) has remained unchanged. Men make decisions (buy a car or house, pick a career) and are happy with that decision, because they weighed the options. Women always want a do-over. It is women who take stuff back to the store so much. The joke is that after marriage men hope she stays just like she is but women want him to change. Not a joke of course, but true.
Please update your dictionaries, comrades.
The article mentions “men who have sex with men (MSM)” and later refers to “the MSM community”.
My one criticism is I think you cleaned up a little too thoroughly and put the blog title into a drawer somewhere.
I’m with Captain Nemo here on the Nautilus. I much preferred the current post right in the center of the page, sandwiched as it were.
I am on an iPad and can embiggen or resmallen as I desire, so font size is never a problem for me. But I do like to see all my options for movement around the blog without having to scroll up and down.
I also have a concern about doing too much to suddenly attract new readers. One doesn’t want to have to deal with too much riff-raff all at once. Surely, we don’t want your lovely place to turn into a dive bar. The current patrons are so gentile, by and large.
Nonetheless, pinged once again.
As for Mr. Big Guns Wannabe Cheerleader…this fits right into what I have noticed (as have Steve Sailer). The autogynephile segment of the trannies seems to have an overabundance of testosterone, and the men in this segment seem to really enjoy verbally and physically abusing women.
I think the latter trait (the abuse) is because these men know they are not, in fact, women–and this upsets their narcissistic focus on themselves and their sexual gratification. (That is, their sexual gratification depends totally on their deluding themselves that they are women.) Women really are women, and this pisses these jackasses off. And heaven forfend a women have the …ahem, balls… to point out the obvious.
I have come to believe that women who dare to call out these men are putting themselves in danger. As seen by this jackwagon trying to choke a teenage girl.
Sometimes I dream of… well never mind. I shouldn’t encourage my own violent side.
Crap. As HAS.
Sometimes I dream of… well never mind. I shouldn’t encourage my own violent side.
I’ll do it for you: Formal complaints will not change their behavior. Swift physical punishment will.
As HAS.
I noticed that myself, but wasn’t going to mention it (being “gentile” and all).
But we must widen our attention from the deranged perverts who need to be put away to the pious liberals who defend and empower the monsters. Who is more evil, the insane thug or the sane liberal who empowers the thug?
God help the man who, hearing complaints, offers solutions.
As ccscientist said above, ‘it’s not about the nail’.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-4EDhdAHrOg
Tell me you have serious issues without telling me you have serious issues.
Another man who’s at too high a spiritual plane for the conventional barbeque smalltalk of domesticated suburban dads. See also here and here.
I mainly come here for the italics cockups and the subsequent drama.
So if that is still possible and likely , then all is fine by me.
I love a happy ending.
PS this store is about 5 miles from my home.
Tell me you have serious issues without telling me you have serious issues
Inappropriate sharing of personal information in an attempt to create instant intimacy is something insecure, immature people do. “Best friends know everything about each other; we now know everything about each other; therefore we are now best friends.”
One of my best friends of over twelve years is struggling with some issues with his kids. He’s been dancing around the issue for six months. He’ll get there when he’s ready and he knows there will be a cold one when he is.
screen that’s a foot tall and two feet wide
Amateur.
I say this as a lifelong software engineer: if you write code for more than five minutes a day, put your boss in a headlock until he buys you one of these. It pays for itself overnight.
The current patrons are so gentile
Oy vey.
God help the man who, hearing complaints, offers solutions
My (insufficiently emphasized) point was
As Mark Steyn says: sometimes the truth does not, in fact, lie somewhere in between.
pst314,
Swift physical retribution, yes…but perhaps not the sniper rifle I have in mind.
My bank manager said “Yes and be happy you can now see the html links”.
I mainly come here for the italics cockups and the subsequent drama. So if that is still possible and likely , then all is fine by me.
Make yourself useful.
Hold this.
My bank manager said “Yes and be happy you can now see the html links”.
Ping.
*ping*
Nonetheless, pinged once again.
Bless you, sirs, and madam. May your heavy-duty, reusable supermarket carrier bags actually make it back into said supermarket the next time you visit, and not get left on the back seat of the car, again, thus necessitating the purchase of more heavy-duty, reusable carrier bags.
Both partners need to try gratitude.
An underappreciated quality, ironically.
Tell me you have serious issues without telling me you have serious issues.
Let’s see. Gratuitous pronouns, mental health, and the assumption that “trauma” is ubiquitous, which suggests a casual emptying of the word. The subsequent disagreement and mockery are, inevitably, framed as “trolling” and “hate.” And so, I’d guess that “Christopher not Chris” is not in fact okay with what he claims to be “really truly ok with.”
My one criticism is I think you cleaned up a little too thoroughly and put the blog title into a drawer somewhere.
Once people are here, they generally seem to know where they are. I’m assuming they don’t often have to look up and check.
[ Continues scrubbing. ]
I’m just going to leave this here, I think.
Heat-ray attachment sold separately.
Heat-ray attachment sold separately
As I’ve pointed out to far too many otaku, it’s not that we can’t build mecha, it’s that they’re slow, awkward and utterly pointless for anything but extremely niche situations that do not involve being piloted into battle by 14 -year-olds.
[ Notices overflowing skips in the alley ]
Was Steve E’s burned coat there too?
I love a happy ending.
PS this store is about 5 miles from my home.
Only semi-happy, because the robbery victim had a heart attack afterwards. I hope he makes a full and fast recovery.
A happier ending would be no harm coming to the victim and terminal harm coming to all four robbers. Plus some sort of “relocation program” for any relatives of the robbers who object to their fate.
The article mentions “men who have sex with men (MSM)” and later refers to “the MSM community”.
Remember when MSM meant the New York Times, CBS News, the BBC, etc?
My one criticism is I think you cleaned up a little too thoroughly and put the blog title into a drawer somewhere.
Once people are here, they generally seem to know where they are. I’m assuming they don’t often have to look up and check.
Gone from the masthead for several years now: The cartoon reminder that this is the Lair of Evil and that we will all soon be dust beneath your paws.
…put the blog title into a drawer somewhere.
All good dives and speakeasies are in stealth mode. You want in, the password is Swordfish.
I’ll just leave this here.
For reminiscing purposes.
For reminiscing purposes.
Now I feel both nostalgic and cowed.
*stumbles in, looks around, wonders “where the … am I”*
Hey, not bad, not bad at all.
*hits Amazon linky…*
BBQ: women don’t like the smoke and flames and grease spray. Men like the smell. That simple. Not patriarchy. Can you imagine men pulling rank to get BBQ duties?
Male small talk: all talk is small talk until you get to know someone. Among my guy friends lots of it remains small talk but we get into real stuff too. But I think what this guy wants is to talk nonstop politics, by which I mean running down the deplorables.
put your boss in a headlock until he buys you one of these.
Nothing to do with you, but I was amused when I clicked on the link, was offered a choice between the US and UK sites, and (when I picked US) was dumped to Dell’s front page, instead of that particular monitor. I don’t know if it’s possible to carry the item number along, but it is a bad example of frictionless programming.
*hits Amazon linky…*
I do hope you’ve written a list. You wouldn’t want to forget anything cripplingly expensive.
And bless you, sir. May your tools remain organised and easy to find.