TygerTyger

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White women are so dumb

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I’m not at all what you’d consider a chauvinist, but lately I’ve started to see why God gave women titties.

Would we really put up with their dumbasses otherwise?

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depending on his financial situation

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Did he smoke?

Vape?

Have tattoos?

Spend money on other stupid shite?

If so, frick that whole “noble poor sacrificing for his family”. He was a dirty lazy slob who, in the 21st century, did brush and floss his teeth. frick him.

My dad has been a musician since he was 16. He was a natural phenom sax player and the band he played for would sneak him through the back door of bars and on to the stage to wail on his horn. He graduated from LSU as a music major and played in bands up and down the gulf coast. He even sat in with bands like Blood Sweat and Tears and John Fred and the Playboys and studied under Bill Conti, the guy who wrote the Rocky soundtrack.

But as a kid, he was just my dad. He taught band at Dutchtown and then Central during the week, and played music on the weekends. I knew that, but never really knew what it meant. To me, he was a strict but loving father who insisted on good grades, good behavior, and was not my "friend". He was a leader and disciplinarian. My friends all respected him and were kind of scared of him. He was in no way the "cool, dad".

Fast forward to 1984 when the World's Fair was in New Orleans. The band my dad was playing in got a gig at the Australian bar there called "Joey's". They like the band so much they booked them for the whole fair.

My highschool class scheduled a trip to the Fair and I told my dad we'd be there that Saturday. He asked the bar owner if it would be possible for me and a few of my friends to come in and see the performance. The Aussi bar owner said "As long as they don't drink I don't see why not mate."

So, my friends and I spent the day at the fair, and as the sun set over the Mississippi, we made our way to Joey's. It was our first time in a bar, we were high school Juniors. Right off, we see three drunkass Aussies stacking Foster's Lager oil can empties into a giant pyramid. Like something from a movie. The bandstand is dark and we find my mom and aunt and uncle and wait for the show. The music starts, some Same and Dave style old school rock and roll and the spots begin to light up each band member. Guitarist is ripping, drummer and bass are locked in, trumpet and trombone ramp up, and then the main spot hits this guy wearing dark shades and a hat low, RAILING on the saxophone. He's the fricking star and people are freaking out. It's insane. His solo melts glass.

And he's my dad. The guy who whipped me when I made a C in math. The guy who dragged us to middle school band concerts that were as square as they get. The guy who played catch with me. The guy who made me cut the grass in the rain because I was a lazyass. THAT guy was the coolest motherfrickker in the place. My friends and I were dumbfounded. We all just stood there staring. Aussie girls were screaming at him and dancing to his every note.

It hit me like a freight train. My dad wasn't just this figure of discipline and authority, he was a living breathing person, with a life that was not that of my father. I will never forget that moment of realization.

He's very humble and would never say it, but my uncle told me that in the 60s and 70s he was considered one of the best sax players in the south. Big bands tried to get him to come on the road and tour with them. He always said no because he had a family. He passed on potential stardom to make sure my mom and brother and I had a father and husband in the home.

Since that night I've always said, my dad is ten times cooler than I could ever dream to be.

Sadly, this is pretty accurate to today’s society. There’s a whole lotta fatasses waddling around out there.

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They weren’t totally defending her but they felt sorry for her or thought she belongs in a psychiatric facility

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Yet these same dingbats will say psyche hospitals are iNhUManE

Get your watch sized right while you’re at it. You need at least one link removed.

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I thought it was pretty slow

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How old are you?

Are you a phone scroller tik tok junkie?

Are you ADHD?

Lance Armstrong in Dodgeball



I have raced bikes for over 20 years and followed his career closely back when he was kicking Euroass in the Tour.

My wife and I were at the movies watching Dodgeball when his scene pops up and without thinking, way too loud, I said "holy shite it's Lance Armstrong!" Could have knocked me over with a feather.

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These kids are vaping today. Cigarettes are mostly out.

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And in a few years they will have a whole new fresh hell of medical issues tied to sucking in those douche flutes.