Guam?

As if these poor kids hadn’t endured enough, several were placed with these fucking foster parents who also abused them, including lewd acts on a child, false imprisonment, and child cruelty.

While you’re in there, may as well do a little Putin.

I imagined all the details for the items, but didn’t pay attention to the person. I don’t like looking at people’s faces.

Chunky soft corduroy! From Express!

What kind of work do they get into?

Probably pop tarts and diet coke

Mick & Keith really are a couple of wet blankets.

I just watched the documentary Free Solo last weekend. I have never been climbing, not because I didn’t want to. But now I also don’t want to.

Same. But with a tank on so you can breathe, and a weight belt to help keep you under, you can focus on figuring out if your ears will allow it.

Just swimming or snorkeling with no weight belt, I struggle to stay underwater, and my brain has a hard time being patient with my ears, while I’m trying to paddle with one hand & hold my nose with the other so I can equalize.

My ears give me difficulties too. You can try it out in a pool if you find classes. A divemaster finally showed me how to bend and twist my head while equalizing my ears to get my narrow ear passages to allow air to move around. Now I can usually manage a second dive when going out.

Lollll, my husband’s 1990 T-bird was the same, and when he got pulled over, the cop asked if he knew how fast he was going. “85, officer” (with Puss in Boots innocent eyes). The cop sputtered “you idiot, that’s not…that’s… your speedometer only goes that high!”, but wrote him the ticket for 85 instead of whatever irresponsible & arrestable number it really was.

I got up that high on a race track once. It was one of those “drive a nascar” experience things. They used older models but they would still move. I couldn’t get up any higher than that because it was only a 3/4 mile oval. By the time I was accelerating on the straightaway, it was time to decelerate for the turns.

On public roads, I have done 180 kph in Germany (and still got passed).

Just for funsies, I rented a Challenger R/T from the Hertz “fancy car” selection about 6-7 years ago. My boss asked me to pick him up on the way to work so he could see what the car was like. We hit a stretch of highway with little traffic, and I aired it out a little. Easily hit 100. Boss was tickled. I slowed back down to sane speeds before we got to other cars. That thing would give you whiplash if you floored it at a green light. So much fun. Glad it was only a rental. I’d have lost my license if I had it for a daily driver.

This does read like a teen movie plot.

I also wondered why you weren’t trying your bike tricks over a foam pit.

Haha, we had an older cat that would leap the baby gate that kept (not her) kittens from going downstairs. Even when the kittens were big enough to easily leap the gate, they wouldn’t, and would watch in wonder as “big sis” would escape for some peace & quiet. It was a magic baby gate, obv.

Saw right through this joke 👻

Pajama pants. I have many pairs, but only 3-4 have characteristics that make them a pleasure to put on. Cuddl Duds makes some really nice pjs.

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