When I was younger, we moved around a lot, and as side effect of that, we paid for a storage unit to hold less frequently used stuff. Around the time I started high school, we managed to buy a house, and moved everything from the storage unit into our home. In it there was a picnic basket that I had never seen before. I remember looking inside and finding a horrible smelling bag of “bread” which was actually a black liquid with lumps in it. There was also some individually wrapped cheese slices which visually speaking were indistinguishable from any I could buy in the store today.

Just to give a shout out to my boss when I worked as a mechanic, I’d like to say “get the fuckin’ torch. She’s hogged up tighter than a nuns cunt” and also a “she shakes like a sick whore shiting blood”. Lastly, I’ll add “fuck you shit whore fucking cunt”

Duane, you made amazing progress in the world of profanity and you were an amazing mentor.

Thank you.

It kind of makes sense. Everyone else there is partying with a rock star while Freddie is just in bed with a group of random guys.

“Nothing worth mentioning, you?”

I think libre office is even a maybe in this case. Give them a browser and they’ll be fine.

I am certainly not one of the younger folks and had never seen that before. That is awesome, thank you for sharing.