does anyone remember my tire saga of several months ago? to recap, i had a flat tire and my other 3 tires were not in great shape. the tire store strongly recommended that i buy 4 new tires and told me they couldn't fix the flat. i said no and told them to put air in my leaky tire. they came back and told me that they had one mismatched tire that they could sell me for $70. it was a deal so i had 1 new tire and 3 crappy tires. the plan was to drive it for a while then look for 3 good quality used tires. well, today things happened.
there's a used tire store that advertises excellent deals on used tires but it's a fair distance away. i called, gave them the size i was looking for and was told they had some fucking beauties. after a frustrating drive in heavy traffic i arrived at the tire store only to find the tires were shit. not only were they heavily worn, i could see where one had been repaired on the sidewall. the manager had a very good sun tan. i gave him a dirty look and walked out.
back home and onto craigslist. i find several ads that look interesting and call them all deciding on a little hole in the wall shop which told me they had 2 used michelins with 90% tread. i hopped in the mighty hyundai and was off to the shop. sure enough the michelins were very nice so i decided to buy them at which point he told me he had 2 of the same and would give me a little discount if i took all four. i had to think long and hard because that would mean dumping my almost new yokohama. i finally said yes and went for a walk whilst they installed the tires. when i returned they were installing the tires and i went to have a look. the second pair of tires were not michelins and they were not in great shape. a very heated discussion ensued where my excellent f bomb skills were put to good use. after a good argument i insisted that he replace my good yokohama and only sell me the original 2 michelins. it took him a while to agree. then he suddenly realized that he might have one good michelin and we went to have a look. it was a fucking beauty and all was right with the world. i ended up with 3 almost new michelins at a very good price. if not for my combative nature i would have been thoroughly fucked by the shady automotive shops.
i heard this song on cbc radio and the opening few lines really hit home:
i love you sons of bitches.
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Billy, mate, this incident must've tired the hell out of you, my friend. Why not do what we're about to do over here in Blighty, and that's to put our feet-up, chill-out and watch a DVD.
Hope all's well, and seriously, sorry to hear that you've been pissed about!
To You & Yours, I Wish You a Happy & Peaceful Night!
Take Care & Stay Lucky!
Peace,
Steve...
yes, i must decide on a good movie for tonight. but right now it's time for a cup of coffee, a little fish and some easy listening.
I sort of recall that post. I just always buy new tires except for the boat and odds and ends trailer. A twelve mile drive over to Discount Tire in Sequim and I get good prices on new tires.
The tires on my truck now may well last me the rest of my driving days.
I've been watching 24.
i've had the sonata for 3.5 years and put on about 10,000 kilometers so the used tires will last me until i dump the car.
after arguing with the boss i walked into the shop and gave the kid who installed the tires $20.
I recall when you bought the sonata, my, my, time does fly.
You are one crazy SOB.
What would that make frump?
i've had the sonata for 3.5 years and put on about 10,000 kilometers so the used tires will last me until i dump the car.
Okay, but I keep a rig until it goes to the wrecking yard.
I've been driving the same truck though all of our blogging years. :-)
Frump's a phoney.
Frump is not a phony, he is just fucked up.
frump's big mistake was not coming to me for help. if asked, the rosewater foundation could straighten out boy george.
Mine are turning to shit, too.
Not many make truck tires for a quarter-century-old truck!
Well, I'm glad you didn't dump your almost new yokohama, that wouldn't have been nice. Is that a bike or a Japanese geisha?
Life is uncertain, first thing this morning I'm eating these fucking brownies.
You can usually get good tire deals at the local Wreckers.
".....if not for my combative nature i would have been thoroughly fucked by the shady automotive shops......"
Query?
All these 'shady automotive shops' into which you ventured? All run by white folk who smell like I imagine BBC smells, yes?
gb - yokohama is the finest tire in the known universe, so i was told by the greasy, shady vendor.
king - great news, the tires are fully inflated this morning and they didn't need any viagra.
thims - have you seen google this morning?
For the edification of the cunts here I will post links to pictures of the card Billy P sent me.
FRONT...
INSIDE...
My tires of preference are Goodyear, I've had good results with them over the years.
pembroke - as a matter of fact, i did not deal with one anglo saxon yesterday.
luckily, i've learned how to deal with the celestials through my exposure to al swearengen.
Okay, but they still smelt like BBC, right?
You say you're a Viking. You're not Anglo-Saxon either. Unlike yours truly, whom you can see by my visage, is terribly in-bred Anglo-Saxon.
I liked Ian McShane in "Lovejoy" better than in this Western crap, which I've never seen 'cause I ain't gots HBO on my Cable Package.
pop's a viking, ma's a brit and i'm a child of the universe.
after falling in love with deadwood i tried lovejoy and was utterly disappointed.
The grand-parents of ALT-F's "The Tutor", on his mother's side, are filthy Brits - Scousers even.
The Tutor has undergone several total blood volume transfusions of Red Blood Cells, Platelets, Fresh Plasma and Cryoprecipitates to rid himself of the terrible taint of it all.
Any of you guys 'n gals remember 'remoulds'? I don't know if these were sold and used 'across the pond' - haven't bothered to check. After passing my driving test @ 17 [bloody hell, that was some time back - only seems like yesterday], remoulded tyres were all we could afford on apprentice wages.
Essentially, they were, as the word more-or-less states/implies, old tyres that'd been remoulded. I guess you could call them recycled.
In my 20s/early 30's when I could afford decent sports job cars, i.e. an Audi Coupe, a Toyota Cellica and a Mitsubishi 3000GT, and those sort of chick-pulling cars [ :-P ], then I'd fork-out on decent Dunlop or Goodyear's. Fortunately, I had a mate who worked at a local KwikFit, and I also knew the boss at the same branch in town, so therefore, I'd get a decent deal with quite a few quid knocked-off.
To be honest, remoulds were shit at handling, especially when driving at high speeds, but when you couldn't afford the extra cash, quite often you had no choice and took the chance! One of the main problems with remoulds was the fact that they used to 'bubble' a helluva lot!
Anyway, that's my tired tyre-take! :-P
Billy, To You & Yours, I Wish You a Happy & Peaceful Night!
Take Care & Stay Lucky!
Peace,
Steve...
we called them recaps. (notice the pun in my second sentence)
i put recaps on my first car and crashed the son of a bitch the same day.
They's called "retreads" ya fucking retards. Notice there is no pun whatsoever there.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Retread
Notice there is no article for "recap" or "remould".
Anglo-Saxon scientists studying the literacy level required to understand internet user agreements found that Google’s was harder to understand than the epic Anglo-Saxon poem Beowulf?
Y'all are pretty much fuct, Innit?
Scientists have also found that from the age of as early as 18 months, children can tell when an adult is lying. At 16 months, they can already tell that BBC is a cunt.
I worked in a tire shop for three years that had a recap shop, by then recaps were pretty decent, all in all.
They are still used on trucks a lot in this country. There are two different types of recaps.
One is a cold rubber cap glued to a buffed casing and cooked in a mold, the other is rubber ran through an extruder and around the buffed tire and cooked in a mold with the tread design in it.
The most used term in this part of the country is recap, you fucking cunt.
"......to recap, i had a flat tire and my other 3 tires were not in great shape......"
Horrid pun!
Yawny yawny cunt cunt!
"......after falling in love with deadwood i tried lovejoy and was utterly disappointed........"
The Tubby, The Pembroke Curmudgeon and yours truly love Britcoms. Lovejoy is rather good as far as the genre goes.
Pilgrim?
Seeing that you risked life and limb, not to mention a rude visit from CSIS, by sending BBC a letter, send him another!
You saw how happy he was to get a letter that was actually addressed to him and wasn't a "FINAL NOTICE" or the normal, "To The Occupant" letter?
Make the poor pikey git happy again.
You have the power!
Leslie is sending him a "pawed" photograph of both Jasper's and Obi(e)'s dainty doo doo on a hot dog bun. I reckon Ruby could easily out do that doo doo.
And BBC, fuck off or I'll put another recap in yo' white boney ass! Now THAT'S a fucking pun!
Way to go, BP. Glad it all worked out for you. Those bastards messed with the wrong dude. Enjoy your weekend, buddy.
recap, thanks king.
She sure is a boring cunt, have you ever noticed that when I post basic information based on my actual experiences that she does some research and comes up with all kinds of fucking bullshit.
But hey, I guess that is what cunts do. :-)
Well, apparently stupid cunts send old bigoted cunts pleasantries via postal mail.
But hey, I guess that is what stupid old bigoted cunts do. ಠ_ಠ
I'm confused. Why a Christmas card in October? Is BBC not expected to live another 2 months?
BBC celebrates "Spirit" Christmas. Kinda like "Ukrainian" Christmas is celebrated 13 days after standard Christmas. In his case, "Spirit" Christmas falls 66 days before standard Christmas to reflect his IQ.
Deeply spiritual he is.
I can hardly expect cunts to understand my spiritual journey.
Remember when Leslie was hoping I wouldn’t make it to 1000 posts? I’m now at 1550 and still steaming along just fine.
Besides, when I do die you will continue to see my attitude on the internut, flowing through others.
BBC grunted,
".......I’m now at 1550 and still steaming along just fine......."
Like a New Jersey Steamer?
Besides, when I do die you will continue to see my attitude on the internut, flowing through others.
The gift that keeps on giving!
I see your attitude all the time BBC. It's very common.
Perhaps you meant "perspective"?
I know you struggle with the big words...
What a lovely photo, BBC. The mardi gras beads are a nice, festive touch.
"When I missed that shot, I didn't feel like a loser when I went and told [Heaton] that, 'Oh, I missed it,' " she says. "I didn't feel like she was going to be like, 'Oh, you're a huge loser.' ... My brother easily would have been like, 'Oh, I can't believe you missed that. You're stupid.' "
LOL!!!!!!!!! Are these your long lost offspring?
the pilgrim is unstuck in time and the spirit is omnipresent. we have escaped the linear prison.
omar - you've called your genial host a bigoted old cunt.
you may be a hero to the children on facebook, but you're out of your depth here.
Omar, please send me a Facebook friend request, pronto!
sorry king, enjoy the moment is a game sanctuary.
What I want to know is, what does Omar's punctuation emoticon, "d_d" represent?
A not-so-happy happy face with some form of astigmatism?
I know that some are opposed to hunting but it doesn’t change the fact that people will need to eat in the future and hunting to put meat on the table will remain a viable option.
pilgrim?
Why did you delete a link to this:
http://www.npr.org/2013/10/18/236366868/enthusiasts-encourage-more-women-to-give-hunting-a-shot
I really don't understand that at all. Has it something to do with your 'game sanctuary' metaphor? If so, you were right to delete it. Feel free to delete this comment too.
I know that some are opposed to hunting but it doesn’t change the fact that people will need to eat in the future and hunting to put meat on the table will remain a viable option.
or maybe just not eat meat?
If we didn’t shoot and eat a lot of the deer here we would be overrun with deer. I haven’t hunted for years but I’m not ruling it out as an option and I can’t blame any woman for wanting to put some food on the table. A lot of the women in this area hunt, the deer and elk here are like pests and destroy gardens.
the deer and elk here are like pests and destroy gardens
People probably feel the same way about you, especially with all that yard peeing you do.
Isn't it about time to round up Helen and hit the breakfast buffet at The Cornerhouse?
This is about the time you normally *poof*.
We all pee in our yards here, nature loves it, get the fuck over it.
Whateves, peanut. Nobody can make your comment threads rumble like I do, so feel free to begin your worship in 3, 2, 1..
Omar?
Lord T'underin' Jaysus b'y, are you serious?
ruby is very uncomfortable with bipeds shooting quadrupeds. but having her administrator called a retread brought a smile to her face.
As I recall, Ruby doesn't have any trouble taking out coons. :-)
On behalf of all quadrupeds, including Ruby but excluding BBC of course, they have no 'Administrators'.
And I called you a 'retard' not a 'retread'. There is a difference and this difference would be understood by our canine friends.
Just keep in mind that if things gets in dire straights that coons make good cat and dog food. If you can get past skinning the nasty bastards.
All the good women gardeners here use their piss on their lawns and gardens. Us country fucks will be here long after the city fucks are gone cuz we know how to keep on keeping on. Even Thim’s knows that.
I'd love to hear from "Thim's" wife about how often he pees in the yard and skins coons.
He won't take to skinning coons unless he has to, now he is on a good roll and enjoying fancy coffee.
Most folks enjoys fancy coffee.
Never tried a fancy coffee I liked other than the mocha I make with schnapps in it. Hum, I should buy a bottle, haven't had one for over a year.
Omar Cassandra-ised
".......Nobody can make your comment threads rumble like I do........"
Fuck me from behind with a now extinct Grand Banks cod, but could he be right?
This Leslie and BBC dialogue is boring as fuck.
When I come to WA we will party like rock stars, BBC.
Let me bore you some more. Can’t buy the good schnapps here, all they sell is the cheap shit but it’s better than nothing. Distilled spirits are expensive here being as these idiots kicked the state out of the liquor business.
Time for some target practice…. Poof.
There's no such thing as good Schnapps. Try some Baileys.
I have, don't like it.
Maybe, but not with me you won't.
Yeah we will. Wait and see.
Then you will have to fine where my campfire in the mountains is cuz I don't party anymore. I just enjoy bullshit at a campfire.
I don't have good shoes for dirt. Can't we just meet at that Eagles place?
I haven't been in the Eagles for sometime, just some boring old fucks in there anymore.
What happened to the Canadian chick you used to meet there?
The one who took you home and made you an omelette.
I pissed her off, but what's new?
Did you call her a washed up cocksucker?
the aquarian makes an excellent point.
No, I only call the women here that.
How did you piss off the Canadian woman?
Did you show her your limp biscuit?
Canadian women do expect a certain level of turgidity, if only because of the incessant cold up there in the Canadas.
She is married, I've never fucked a married woman, other than the ones I was married to.
Just put the guns in the truck, really gotta go now……
We will miss you, BBC!
Take Care & Stay Lucky!
Do you know what I miss? I miss that wonderful erudite banter between BBC and anybody else when BBC is regaling us/them with some boring element of his vast life experiences in multiple menial and crude vocations fit only for people of his intellectual ilk.
You mean like "master mechanic" or "big rig driver"?
Or we talking shake/shingle again?
BBC intoned,
".....She is married, I've never fucked a married woman, other than the ones I was married to......"
I don't understand BBC.
She's married, okay, but how did you piss her off? And how does the fact she is married come into it?
And as far as the women to whom you were married, I reckon you fucked them real good too.
Billy, reading some of the comments on your blog, mate, is funnier than pissing in the wind, and a gale force one at that, my friend!
Just a quick friendly comment to the person it involves. Now, little Missy: remoulds were remoulds, and will remain so through the course of history, and that's the fuckin' end of the story, OK? :-P
I _didn't_ get where _I_ am today by looking, and acting, like some kinda silly-arsed twat by asking for remoulds when they weren't called remoulds.
Fuck me, I don't need this kinda of irritation and stress, I've got enough on my plate as it is. In future, if tyres are mentioned, then I'll keep my fuckin' thoughts and experiences to myself! :-P
And for fuck's sake, can the 'Yobbos' who comment on this blog, please, please, please, keep it, 'nicey', nicey'. After all, as much as running riot and amok's a good laugh at times, keeping it 'nicey', nicey' just makes my job a l'al bit easier! Thanking you all so kindly and civilly. :-P
Billy, To You & Yours, I Wish You a Happy & Peaceful Night!
Take Care & Stay Lucky!
Peace,
Steve...
Just to be a cocky Brit-fuck, check this out, baby: http://www.tyresavings.com/articles/help-advice/tyres-explained/remould-tyres
I rest my case! :-P
Blow me, in your dreams, Aq! :-P
Billy, To You & Yours, I Wish You a Happy & Peaceful Day/Night!
Take Care & Stay Lucky!
Peace,
Steve...
what are you talking about you stupid twat?
"......Now, little Missy: remoulds were remoulds, and will remain so through the course of history, and that's the fuckin' end of the story, OK? :-P......"
You mean, "remoulds are remoulds, just as they have been so through the course of history and into the distant future, and that's the fuckin' end of the story, OK? (insert juvenile punctuation happy-face emoticon)"?
I think it important to ensure ones grasp of the proper use of verb tense and hyperbole is acceptably within the confines of The Queen's. Don't you?
Speaking of queens, where's The Tater today?
The Tubby is pouting and has removed all access to his blog.
He feels he has not been afforded the attention he deserves.
Ok. I just wanted to make sure he wasn't still ogling my dad.
Ah, the pneumatic, pogo-using, turbo-charged, vibrator girls are alive and kicking, it'd appear! :-P
OK, sweetheart, it may be hard for your l'al air-head to accept, but, despite not being a sexist twat, what the fuck would a woman know about tyres, anyway? Therefore, I'm right, you're wrong, and as for my grammar and punctuation, I _do_ most sincerely _apologise_ - I'll even do some work on it! :-P
After all _I_ didn't get where _I_ am today without having a privileged edukateon! ;-)
Billy, To You & Yours, I Wish You a Happy & Peaceful Day/Night!
Take Care & Stay Lucky!
Peace,
Steve...
PS As for Leslie, I'm shocked, darlin'. I thought that you and I had something going - a great geographic distance between us! :-P
I'm not really into prolonging these mundane tasks.
What do I really need to know?
Need tires?
Buy tires.
Have tire guy install.
Drive away.
I do own a tire gauge and I can certainly put air in them when needed, unless it's raining or snowing or I'm on my way somewhere and can't get smudgy.
yes, why waste my time on tires when i could be taking a pomeranian to the groomer.
Mellowing your harsh...
Tell me why... is it hard to make arrangements with your yourself, when you're old enough to retread, but young enough to quell?
Or perhaps employ in a "necklace" for your uncooperative opposition?
I got on her for not having extra life insurance when skydiving, if she wants to risk killing herself that is fine, but I don’t think the rest of you should be stuck with helping raise her kids, that is what insurance is for.
I have nothing more to say to these washed up cocksuckers that are always insulting me.
thanks thims, i enjoyed reading about the 15 methods of dispatch. now i have to figure out how to work this into the dinner table conversation.
I live to serve. A Russian gentleman I know once suggested a profoundly cruel and unusual form of torture:
Take a string. Insert many pins along it, in various directions, perpendicular to its axis. Dangle it into a tube, perhaps an inch in diameter. Fill with water, around the string. Freeze.
Insert into your favorite terrorist orifice (because, why would you contemplate doing this to anyone else: WE ONLY TORTURE TERRORISTS!). Wait for the ice to melt. Pain ensues.
After wincing and then sheepishly suggesting that this would likely anesthetize the cavity of entry (rendering the inevitable piercing less painful) he pointed out that the anesthetic effect of the cold would not penetrate as deeply as the needles, and then noted that the subject would be undetectably effected, even if you ripped out the string. Consequently you could establish the beloved deniable plausibility.
I was disturbed, as you might imagine, but I remembered that my mentor had once described to me the discovery that his colleague had parlayed into a full time job with the MIC: he sought out a plastic material with the same x-ray reflection coefficient as muscle, so that a land mine encased in such plastic would produce shrapnel that would remain undetected by typical efforts available to "Charlie", leading to infection and inevitable death of the "enemy combatant"... thus the poor fuck would be "immobilized" after "enemy expenditure". Genius!
I suspect that the dormant Tater, Tutor, Doctor without a Border would know about these nasty devices, and not Biblically mind you, because most of what he knows he knows Biblically.
It's all quite fascinating, and it is a wonder that I wasn't sufficiently intrigued to divert my effort to making an even more important discoveries like that, but I chickened out and decided to waste my life helping other people get their shit together instead... and, of course, digging ditches.
By the way, I still have some shares in my ditch digging business that I will likely need to reabsorb before year end, so let me know if you're down with the concept of selling me Oz's of Au per shares of the venture. What share? Well if you gave a shit, you'd email me and ask.
If you didn't give a shit? What else is new?
My my, Thim's has sure suddenly gotten to be a interesting fucker. Bless his little heart.
My heart grew two sizes today as I watched Team Polaris score three goals the end, only to lose 4 to seven against those Gator shit snorters.
As I told them: they might walk away with the Gators thinking they won... but they did not think they beat us. And next game, we'll clean their damn Seminole clock.
Thim’s, how do you think the washed up cocksuckers will fare in the future?
Leslie is all good. She is a total survivor. There isn't a moment's hesitation. It doesn't matter what you throw at her unless it is unlivable. She get's the concept.
The ATLT and George? They're plugged in a way that we cannot reach, and so they will be more than fine unless there is basic reset. In that scenario, they have a month to live on "but I know", and after that it is all about adaptability. They think that that plan C is OK... Plan B anihaliated plan C, and plan B was already suspect. The elite rely on too much nebulous shit, that will disappear like a fart in the wind when things get ugly.
And when they do (not if, because "if" then you are STUPID) the rest of us will very quickly revert to fundamentals... which somehow don't include paying people to lend money, because "fuck you, the sheriff thinks you're a moron." And for those that say, "OK, then no gold for YOU!", then the response is "Where is the GOLD, you fucking whining bitch?"
Or, if they manage to get a new "police" or "military" to defend them, then: "Why do you defend these fucks that may yet feed you, for now, but don't make it possible for everyone you love to survive in our midst?"
Really it is quite simple. If the 1% doesn't figure out a way to re-stabilize the system, then they will become food for "TERRORISTS" that they are certain they can torture into submission. Because they are actually as stupid as the normal 120ish IQ person that isn't even privileged... not that intelligence makes a difference except to facilitate understanding how hopelessly they have screwed themselves (the <120IQ ones still thin that it is just the dumbass masses that will be screwed).
Anyway, the "super smart", and the connected, like the Tater get to swill shill. I would very much like to hear him brag about the plan to avoid it. The view will be spectacular for those that are intelligent enough to perceive it. Enjoy, BBC.
Thimscool, I am far more complex than you think.
I don't really care to survive whatever doomsday scenario you goofballs eagerly await.
The Tater is fucked. In his present condition he could feed an entire trailer park.
Bullshit. You will sell cigarettes and airplane bottles of vodka from a goddamn dingy.
Spare us the bourgeois "I'd rather die" bullshit.
You made it this far, and then you'd quit because it isn't fun anymore? STFU.
Also, I'll not that I have to reassure y'all that I'm damn simple, and you not that you are "more complex than I think".
I can reassure you that I think damn complex. And simple. It depends.
Some things are simple. Like the time ticking on the Tator's pop out plug.
Not/note... it's like effected/affected. I canna b-bothered by being grammatically correct, much less cogent.
Therefore the NSA puts me on the ignore list, no matter how much I provoke those spineless reptillian spooge vessels. Har!
Bullshit. You will sell cigarettes and airplane bottles of vodka from a goddamn dingy.
First of all, it was cigarettes, diapers, and airplane bottles, and that is for post-hurricane conditions only , and just until they pump out the water a few months later. I have no desire to survive a larger humanitarian disaster if wearing camo and eating SPAM or one another is involved.
Also, I will have you know I have twice lived in "unlivable conditions". One involved a non-working fireplace and lavender bathroom tiles, and the other was Alamogordo, New Mexico.
yes, why waste my time on tires when i could be taking a pomeranian to the groomer.
Pilgrim? I live in America.
wow, i actually read a few of those long comments twice. i may have read them twice but i'm still out of the loop.
are you seriously talking about the fall of western civilization or were the comments left after several drinks on a saturday night?
you're light years ahead of me with your future insight. i'm still trying to figure out if interest rates will rise any time soon. that would be the horse in front of the cart in my books.
and who in the fuck is the tater?
Who is George?
Well, it's not just the west that will fall, but yes. The game is up. We're all on borrowed time now, and those who lend don't traffic in that currency.
RANT!
Tire rant.
The possible collapse of western civilization was a much discussed discussion in the bar yesterday. Many of us think it is possible, and in fact a fact, we just don’t know when and how but want to be ready if it happens on our watch. I have a lot of friends here, all armed and willing to cover each others backs. We’ll leave the ones that need fancy shoes behind.
Sure Thim’s had a few drinks and shared some of his inner feelings and beliefs, but he’ll put his optimistic face back on today and it will be business as usual, that is what you do until things go to hell.
Now that Google has topped a thousand bucks are you going to sell your shares or stay in the poker game?
Thim's is correct, it won't just be western civilization, he has a good view of the big picture.
of course western civilization is going to collapse. all civilizations collapse but i don't think it's going to collapse in my lifetime.
we have broken the golden rule of survival for all species on the planet, survival of the fittest. we take great pride in spending copious amounts of money on the sick and the criminal dregs of society who will contribute very little to society but will drain resources at an ever increasing rate and also weaken the gene pool.
the medical industrial complex makes a fortune extending our lives a short period of time with very little quality of life and there is the mistaken belief that habitual criminals can be rehabilitated.
am i a heartless prick or a realist?
I'd say you are a realist.
Paul lost over a hundred bucks on pull-tabs yesterday, I thanked him for his contribution. Well, the asshole won’t sell me any of his #11 percussion caps.
“You broke a heel? One hundred feet down the trail we’ll leave a gun with one bullet in it, you are a liability and we don’t like cunts like you.”
Will the collapse go quickly or slowly? Some of us like to ponder on things like that.
You’ve got to know when to hold them, know when to fold them, know when to walk away, know when to run.
The great spiritual awakening will have to wait until after the big topple. Carry on….
I know that I know nothing.
sergeant schultz resurfaces.
I know too much, and too little.
i think frump needs more air in his tires. i keep trying to help him but he won't accept me as his lord and savior.
I fucking wouldn't either. Hahahaha
But what makes you think he needs to be saved? He's replaceable, hell, we all are.
Leslie, so jealz, mewled,
".......Ok. I just wanted to make sure he wasn't still ogling my dad......."
Your Dad is prettier than you.
Accept it.
thimscool prophesied,
".......The ATLT and George? They're plugged in a way that we cannot reach,....."
And in the very near future, the Dissociative identity disorder (DID) clan will become even further out of reach.
And you'll miss us.
".......The elite rely on too much nebulous shit, that will disappear like a fart in the wind when things get ugly......."
Nebulous to you and me, but is it to the great gomerels of the 99? And I would think 'disappear like tears in rain' is a more poetic simile.
Retread?
Recap?
Remo(u)ld?
Does it really fucking matter what the appellation is?
What's in a name? That which we call a fucking 'rejuvenated' tyre, by any other name, would be still be a purchase by only a fucking poor moron.
I've never purchased a 're-' anything - it's just not capitalism. Frankly, it reeks of commie sympathies!
"The elite rely on too much nebulous shit"
that might be the most delusional statement i've ever read. did it originate out of petty resentment or an alcoholic stupor?
Screwing the same women all the time is retreading.
Too Recap…..
All the women we know are retreads.
Omar conflicted,
"......I know that I know nothing......."
That is both a self-referential and self-conflicting statement.
The following, however, is neither:
"I know Omar knows nothing"
Speaking of self-referential sentences, how's this?
This sentence has three a's, two c's, two d's, nineteen e's, six f's, two g's, five h's, ten i's, two l's, twelve n's, nine o's, five r's, twenty six s's, sixteen t's, four u's, four v's, eight w's, four x's, and two y's.
Absorb that BBC, you fucking self-conflicting moron!
pilgrim taunted, initially quoting thimscool,
"....."The elite rely on too much nebulous shit"
that might be the most delusional statement i've ever read. did it originate out of petty resentment or an alcoholic stupor?........."
We in the elite rely on just the right amount of nebulous shit. And resentment is never 'petty' when considered by the resenter.
in order to be a true child of the universe, one must rid oneself of regret, all grievances and resentment.
once this is done, you have the potential to prosper and an outside chance of joining us 1 percenters.
frump has a long way to go and thims has an even longer row to hoe. i have been trying to set frump on the road to freedom but i suspect he considers me to be his intellectual inferior and his ego precludes accepting help from a man so confident in his abilities that he has no need to boast of his education or accomplishments.
so it goes.
I have no desire at all to be a one percenter, I just don't want a lot of fancy crap, it's just shit you have to clean and dust and protect from thieves.
I didn't spend much money again last month so maybe I'll buy some more gunpowder. Or something.
The Tutor is constantly reminding me that he has more letters 'in front' and 'behind' his name than exist in his name.
And your definition of the prerequisites for becoming a child of the universe are remarkably similar to the requirements needed to attain Buddhist Nirvana.
As a Viking, I should think Valhalla would be more apropos. Then again, entrance into Valhalla requires death in battle. Perhaps you were expecting to fulfil that very requisite when you were 'f-bombing' the tyre guys? A tyre-iron to the chops? A Tyre torque wrench to the testicles? A remould of your face? A recap in yo' ass?
Come on BBC!
I've got 10 bucks riding on a bet you would soon comment about all your excellent wage-slave life experiences with all manner of 'torque wrenches' and 'pistol-grip pneumatic impact wrenches' and bore the living fuck out of us all.
Don't let me down!
HA!!!!!
BBC doesn't know what the word 'pneumatic' means.
Or what an 'impact wrench' is for that matter.
Master Mechanic?
Ha!
My plump and inviting ass!
Hold off for 10 more minutes BBC. At least until 9:52 AM your time. Then I'll win.
Ooooops!
Make that 10:02 AM your time.
That's a good boy.
Thanks!
Now that I have successfully decrypted the Wells Fargo customer account access encryption algorithms, I'll deposit your $2.00 cut by end of business today.
"The Tutor is constantly reminding me that he has more letters 'in front' and 'behind' his name than exist in his name".
Ha!
I'm curious to know why this particular tutor is such an esteemed man of letters when in fact your average tutor ranks somewhere alongside the gardener, the butler, the personal trainer and maybe, MAYBE, the piano teacher. I smell a rat.
"......I know that I know nothing......."
Wow. Even the kids on my Facebook page know that quote to be attributed to Socrates. I best dog paddle back to the shallow end as I apparently still outta my depth here. Oh noes!!!!!
"Σε ένα πράγμα που ξέρω ότι δεν ξέρω τίποτα" actually.
And the most accurate translation, duly incorporating the curious Greek concept of the medio-passive aspect of verbs is:
"I know one thing: that I know nothing"
The 'colon' and the word 'one' are quite explicit in the original Greek.
This is self-referencing but not self-conflicting - and accordingly, quite Socratic. Well, Socratic in as much as we can trust Plato's insouciant concern for verisimilitude when it comes to all things Socrates.
Apparently none of the kids on your Facebook page, some of whom are suffering repeated bouts of rectal haemorrhage, have been schooled properly.
Then again, you being a fucking phaedophile, I should defer to your wisdom on all things Platonic
L'Tutor, c'est moi!
And you are right, I am often beneath the piano teacher - she prefers it that way.
And the appellation, 'The Tutor' is quite different in meaning and potency than the simple and pedestrian nominative, 'tutor', whether modified with either the definite or indefinite article.
HERE
Get Leslie to translate for you. She reads that shit.
Leslie is unavailable at the moment. She is in camera with a bunch of Lawyers.
After being apprehended shoplifting designer hernia-truss surgical appliances at the Lower Manhattan Victoria's Secret Emporium and found to be carrying a recently calved human foetus of about 6 months gestational age in a Wal-Mart bag and answering, "I didn't know what to do with it" to queries as to why she had a dead baby in her shopping/shoplifting bag, finally "Lawyered up".
Yeah, I know. That's one fuck of a run-on sentence.
Fuck off.
Sue me.
Phaedophile!
Ha!
I'm just too funny!
And my brilliant raillery is completely wasted on the fucking retarded cuntribbits 'round here 'bouts.
I am not bitter.
Cuntribbit!
Ha!
I'm just too funny!
Billy, sorry, mate, but this jovial banter's killing me, mate. I've never laughed so much since I swallowed one of my mate's favourite goldfishes, whilst pissed-as-a-fart [years back, before I became a 'menace to sobriety'], then threw the poor fucker back up about half-an-hour later, and everyone's amazement, the poor l'al thing was still alive!
Sorry, but off to open a Facebook account! :-P
To You & Yours, I Wish You a Happy & Peaceful Day/Night!
Take Care & Stay Lucky!
Peace,
Steve...
pilgrim?
Will you comment already?
That cunt BBC, hiding behind your coat-tails, won't comment until you say something. The poor pikey git is just dying to enlighten us about torque and impact wrenches.
Have a heart! Ya sent him an old re-gifted Xmas card for chris' sake, have a heart!
Yes. Nebulous shit. For example, derivatives.
Ask the Federal Reserve to estimate how many dollars are in existence, with any degree of accuracy. Their answer: we don't know. Ask the incoming Fed chairwoman why or how the banking crisis of 08 happened: her answer, published in the NYT: she didn't know and thinks no one predicted it.
More nebulous shit: paper gold. And for those what like it physical, their security depends on those ethereal currencies to protect it; and when that is no longer available, it will depend on nebulous shit like the honor of their guards.
People that are not in the elite, but wise to the system, won't be drastically affected by the collapse of this faulty and corrupt economic system. Nor will they have the same security troubles. But elite are totally dependent on all that nebulous shit, even the most clever.
Try again, Yoda.
People with nice things are actually as much as slaves to those nice things. I greatly enjoy being a fucking bum and haven't washed my truck for at least a year. And I have more fucking money than I know what to do with.
That's what I'm talking about. But it's really the alcohol talking and there's no need for Pilgrim to get worked up and suggest that obvious truths are delusional...
Then give some away.
fuck me, omar thinks he's socrates and thims thinks he's smarter than the elite.
if that's not delusional, what is?
Who is alcohol making talk? I haven't have anything to drink today. And drinking or not my views never change.
thimscool corrected,
"......Yes. Nebulous shit. For example, derivatives......"
You're right about the M1 money supply and paper gold, but the rest? I understand it. And those 'wise to the system' ARE in the elite. Perhaps we define the 'elite' differently. The 99 believe the 1 to be the rich - not so. Granted many rich are in the 1, but that is not the criterion used to determine 'oneness'.
The elilte are dependent on the 99 thinking they are dependent on this 'nebulous' shit.
Derivatives are very simple, we just tell the 99 they are complex. So complex that even we don't understand them. Better to have the well-armed 99 troglodytes think we are fools and idiots - they won't shoot us up too much - than have them think we purposefully, and with malice aforethought, rip them off - they're sure to revolt then!
Innit?
And Yoda is a Star Wars reference, and we don't do that sort of thing 'round here. BBC gets embarrassed.
Speaking of BBC. Did y'all know that he was the person behind the cacophemism, "Jesus H. Christ"?
In his case, the "H" represents the word "Hucking", 'cause when he says the full phrase out loud when he has mislaid his dentures, that's how it sounds.
"Jesus Hucking Chris'"
I think Thims is pretty damn smart, and that's no shit.
Thims is smarter than the cunts here. Fuck it, I'm going to the bar for a beer.
I do believe I frighten the fuck out of folks around here.
And BBC especially.
The poor dolt.
i sent the king a fucking xmas card and he has the audacity to call thims smarter than me!
there goes your fucking easter card down the crapper.
Derivatives are very simple, and easily gamed... if you're in the position to do that sort of thing. As for their reliability as a hedge based on "international law" (another g'damn nebulous concept), well let's just say that eventually you run out of victims. And when you do, you're the most obvious target.
I am smarter than many of the elite, but surely not all of them. It doesn't matter tho. You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.
Castles made of sand... and whatever other boomer wisdom y'all used to revere and then promptly forgot...
"......and there's no need for Pilgrim to get worked up and suggest that obvious truths are delusional......."
There are but two objective truths.
To wit:
The laws of physics. Those we currently understand and those we have yet to understand.
And
The truth and beauty of mathematics.
EVERYTHING, and I mean everything, else is subjective anthropogenic delusion. Including BBC's fucking 'Spirit' shit.
I think yer smart pilgrim. After all, you had that funny 'bout the asteroid and the State of Israel. Ya gots a few functioning neurons, and their respective synapses, firing in synchronicity there.
The laws of physics are neither objectively true, nor obvious.
Math is the closest thing to objective truth. But this ain't about objective truth. It may not be objectively true that water is wet, but it is obviously true.
i'm no where near as smart as the elite but if they toss me a crumb, i'm smart enough to pick it up rather than tell them go fuck themselves.
i also pick the empty beer and pop cans out of their recycling boxes.
"......well let's just say that eventually you run out of victims. And when you do, you're the most obvious target......"
I disagree, when you run out of targets, the pyramid collapses and the 99 are left holding the bag, the elite have gamed and gotten out long before that.
Ya gots the brains thimscool, no doubt about that. And you know damn well The Tutor and I have the utmost respect for your intellect, but it must be said, you are young and still a tad too idealistic. You need to adopt and then fully internalise what we have taught the 99 to call "cynicism" and to believe it is 'bad'. Cynicism is appropriate it is good, better than good. When you realise this, you'll be in the elite. It is important that the 99 always believe cynicism and greed and all those other socially maladjusted behaviours are bad. A society that has too many cynics will fall!
Ah. That's why this is eating you so ferociously... you're afraid you've sold out.
Well, there's no shame in it. Any of us can change our minds in one enjoyable moment.
As for me, I don't need the crumbs. As for most of the 99%, the crumbs are growing rancid.
you won't take crumbs from the elite?
pride goeth before a fall.
"......The laws of physics are neither objectively true, nor obvious......."
Not true, thimscool. Though I do agree that some of those feckers ain't at all obvious. Remember. I spoke of two types of Laws. Those we currently understand and those we have yet to understand. BUT the laws are there, waiting to be understood by the mind of man. Fortunately, not the mind of BBC man. Fuck, we'd still be waiting for Newton's apple to fall if it were up to BBC.
ALTF, well be left holding the bag of hammers, and while you may have "gotten out", you'll look suspiciously like a few nails.
Ask yourself this question: what would Hitler look like with modern technology... as you say, you fear the military. Do you imagine that those hammer holders are gonna watch their families starve and there won't be consequences?
Perhaps you are insufficiently cynical.
"......Ah. That's why this is eating you so ferociously... you're afraid you've sold out......."
Sold out?
WTF?
Are you a Commie?
Do you believe in Basic Human Rights?
Are Humans better than mosquitoes, or BBC?
I answer no to all of the above.
They are all subjective determinations born in the mind of man. Physics is not born in the mind of man - it just is. The mind of man is tasked with discovering the Laws.
The only objective truths are Physics and Mathematics. EVERYTHING else is someone's shit and if we believe it it depended on how powerful that particular someone was.
It's a tangent, but physical laws, existing or not, are mere theories and not truth. Define energy, without using force. Or vice versa. What is a point particle? Even mathematical truth is questionable when you reflect that in its most elemental description (set theory) it depends on drawing distinction that the zen master here thinks don't exist.
Yes, I do believe in basic human rights, and animal rights for that matter. Call me naïve...
i should have paid more attention when i read hyper space. but i still can't figure out the correct usage of who and whom so whom in the fuck am i kidding. i could read hyper space 5 times and still not get 75% of it.
"......Ask yourself this question: what would Hitler look like with modern technology........"
It has been my experience that when someone brings up the leader of the Third Reich, the reasoned aspect of the discourse is pretty much over.
Hitler would look like that Arctic Monkeys' frontman Alex Turner, with that fulsome quiff hairdo and some of Elvis's stage mannerisms.
You are naive thimscool, but it is not too late.
I can home school you.
I am very quiet and I don't eat much. And kids just love me.
he looks like andrew fucking wiggins.
substitute jews for buggers and bob's your uncle.
thims asked: So... what does the 21st century Hitler look like?
ergo andrew fucking wiggins!
"......It's a tangent, but physical laws, existing or not, are mere theories and not truth......"
Thimscool, that's the liquor talking. You know better than that.
Theories are promulgated to explain facts.
home schooling!
you deactivated his logic microchip.
Har. OK, just focus on Goebbels then... with the internet, screens everywhere, cameras everywhere, and no check on the ability to move on "actionable intelligence".
Now, will some of the present day elite manage to squeek out of blame by endorsing and promoting this purge? Of course, and what results will be even worse that Orwell's nightmare. But many of the present day elite will need be sacrificed to quell the hunger (and seize their resources).
Theories are promulgated to explain facts... and then later discarded due to their inability to explain other "facts", which are themselves often mere interpretations of theories yet to be discarded.
So much for existing physical theory... and as for future theories? Well, proof by indication. QED.
It's been real, but I'm typing this shit out with my thumb and I need to get to working for some other 99%er's if I'm going to be able to pay back the 1%er's the money that they invented and loaned to me.
i was going to ask for your opinion on rentech nitrogen.
Billy, you and some of the more intelligent fuckers on this site need to join Facebook, Really, mate, it's where _real_ bloggers blog and _wankers_ don't!
To You & Yours, I Wish You a Happy & Peaceful Day/Night!
Peace,
Steve...
jesus christ, the rosewater foundation censured me for the andrew wiggins reference.
i guess the zionists have finally infiltrated the board.
It's pretty hard to have an intelligent conversation with others here when the cunts are here, I'm going to visit some other blogs.
I don't know anything about Rentech Nitrogen, except that there is not enough arable land to feed more than 2B humans without the use of fertilizer pulled from the air, and mechanized farming.
The decline of oil would superficially look to be a problem for big AG, but the equipment could be converted to run on LNG, and nitrogen can continue to be drawn from the air using the same energy source.
One thing I know for sure is that I do not want to live close to a fertilizer plant.
I'm so glad that Wiggins is not a Tarheel.
No worries, Monsanto is introducing more cancers with its fancy crops.
Working music.
ACCORDING TO THIS...
jesus christ king.
i saw the same article about argentina and was going to write about it.
great minds think alike or fools seldom differ??????
Got me, but my job is to instill fear, it makes people prepare, change things, fear has kept us going for thousands of years.
Some fools suffer together, or alone.
Billy, all I can say, mate, is that it's like untying the Gordian Knot! :-P
To You & Yours, I Wish You a Happy & Peaceful Day/Night!
Peace,
Steve...
PS And as Bill quite rightly states, no fool suffers more than a fool's fool!
"......Billy, all I can say, mate, is that it's like untying the Gordian Knot! :-P......"
One does not bother to untie a Gordion Knot, one cuts it. Preferably with a Greek sword in the manner of the "Alexandrian Solution".
Funny though, the entire Internet calls it the "Gordian Knot" when The Tutor assures me that it is actually the Gordion Knot. I reckon, the Internet prefers a Latin to English translation and The Tutor, being quite old-school, prefers a Greek to English transcription.
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