I had a similar issue with the stuff as a kid. Might of had something to do with having to hold my drugged out mothers wrists with my hands when I was 10 to stop her from bleeding out, and then having to do it again when I was 11. From that point on I felt uneasy with the stuff (go figure) until one day I thought to myself HTFU and you know what ? no problems since.
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Yeah, what's up with $17 for two pieces of snapper and a couple of handfuls of chips?
Battered piscine fiscal rape.
Edit: And, just for that, I'm going through with the suggestion I made to Jody last night of hanging, skinning and quartering a goat from a hook in your carport in a couple of weeks time.
kiwibiker is full of love, an disrespect.
- mikey
A mate of mine was like that,certainly a stereotype big tough guy.We were working opposite each other on a long narrow fabrication using 9in grinders,and as he released the trigger and lowered his grinder to inspect the work,the disc hit his thigh,he was in shorts.He glanced at his thigh and then looked at me - I could see what was going to happen as he appeared to be shutting down.I didn't know whether to jump over our fabrication destroying 2 days work,or run around it.I figured he wasn't dying so ran around.....he just folded in a heap out cold.
Another time we were at a party and some clown pulled a knife - so being the big tough guy he walked up and grabbed the knife....by the blade! Of course it was pulled out of his hand making a big cut.He took one look at his hand and fell to the floor.I had to pile him into a car and head for A&E.
Do you go to the one on the main road, or the one down the side street? Side street took half an hour to cook my order last time I was there.
Only takes 45 minutes to do a goat, but the photo opportunity with the bikes will be unmissable.
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kiwibiker is full of love, an disrespect.
- mikey
I would have thought that living together you two would communicate better. I think you two should seek relationship guidance.
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
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Grass wedges its way between the closest blocks of marble and it brings them down. This power of feeble life which can creep in anywhere is greater than that of the mighty behind their cannons....... - Honore de Balzac
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