GeauxldMember

Obligatory “where were these skanks back when I was being robbed?”

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DarthRebel

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Choosing a new walk up song for your softball league, eh?

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Once was an adult video store and now it's a restaurant

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In one extreme example of internal metal objects causing damage during an MRI scan, a woman wore a sex toy into the MRI without the knowledge of the clinic staff.

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How much of a deviant do you have to be to not be able to go an hour or two without one of your orifices crammed…

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Valid ID may be required.

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Ditto on this. Works great. I do still soak mine in a big trash can with water and cleaner first, though.

Also, I have two sets of filter cartridges, so when it’s time to clean, I replace the ones in use with the ones I have in storage. Then, I clean/dry the dirty ones at my leisure, box them up, rinse and repeat.

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my insurance agent advised to pay out of pocket, his reason was that type of claim, if the insurer did an audit, would jack up the premium almost as bad as getting a DUI

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I would have a lot of questions about this. Using insurance for the actual shite you get insurance for makes your rate as high as a known drunk driver? That logic is the kind of shite that makes people hate insurance companies.

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One thing I’d like to do is to write a series of letters, or perhaps emails to my kids that will be delivered every so often after I die. I could schedule the delivery by email pretty easily.

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I set up an email address for my daughter (now 5) when she was an infant. I periodically write her little notes, telling her what she’s been up to in recent weeks, with humorous stories about her, and reminders of how much I love her. I will say there is something about seeing it in my Dad’s handwriting that makes it extra-special, though. :cheers:

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Baxter, you know I don't speak whatever the frick language that is...

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:lol: :cheers:

My Mom found a letter my Dad wrote to me and my siblings about 10 years before he died. It was mostly him telling us all how much he loved us, how the time he spent with us growing up were the greatest times of his life, along with some memories/anecdotes about each of us.

There was also a lot about how much he regretted having to be away nights, weekends or holidays for work, and how he wished he would have had a job that allowed him to be with us more, which is funny, because we all remember him being there for pretty much everything throughout our respective childhoods.

I feel so lucky to have gotten to read this letter. I cried like a little girl during and after, and— hell— I’m getting choked up typing this. But they’re mostly happy, appreciative tears. I love my Dad. He was a fantastic father.

The moral here, though, is to love those kids and spend all the time you can with them. It’s likely what you— and they— are going to remember. Not the toys and material things, but the memories of the time and experiences. It goes by faster than you’re going to want it to; I see with my own child. Make the most of it.

:cheers:

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Experts say it’s part of a broader shift redefining who the “monster” really is

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Let me guess, the monster is straight, white men. :lol: