No I didn’t. Thank you. I’ll check it out.

I’m cross eyed. Can’t get a third dot. Boooooooo

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Man I’m still finding out crazy lies she told on me.

Talked to my sister the other night and we got on the subject, she said, “You were pretty sadistic to her at times, but she was nuts.” I replied, “Sadistic? I wasn’t always kind to her, but sadistic? That’s a stretch.”

“Well, she told me some crazy stuff, like when you stuck a screwdriver in your ear and hit it with a hammer if she didn’t say exactly what you wanted her to say when you thought she was lying once.”

HOLY SHIT!

I said, “Well, I still have my hearing. If there was any truth to that, wouldn’t I be deaf? Like, at least in one ear?”

When I caught her with the guy she ended up with, she swore she was raped. He’s such a great guy too, and I’d never tell him that because it would crush him. He took care of her as she died from cancer.

Man, oh man. The stories I have with that girl. She lied about anything and everything. According to her, I beat her, raped her, was responsible for every failure in her life.

We were about to close on a loan for a home when she left me and I had to back out. She just sabotaged everything constantly. She took our daughter, left, told me her sister’s husband had guns so I’d better not come over to try to get my daughter. I said in anger, “If your plan is to keep my kid from me, he’ll need those guns to stop me from coming to get her.”

Phone calls from her family started coming in. “How dare you threaten to shoot up a house with your kid in it!?” What!? She said that? That isn’t what happened.

Beat herself up, sent me picture. “This is me without you. I’m literally tearing myself apart.”

Sent the same pictures to friends and family. “He beat me!”

Tried to convince our daughter that she witnessed me choking her out.

Good lord.

Life was good up until I caught her cheating the first time (verified anyway) and everything went nuts after that.

I have my daughter in therapy. For me, this chaos passed pretty quick. For her, it was a significant portion of her life.

Hey hey hey.

She was diagnosed with BPD right at the end of our relationship after I caught her cheating over and over again.

Of course once she done research on BPD I was lying and making it up and she never told me that.

Good lord man. What a nightmare it all was.

My poor daughter, she reminds me so much of her mother.

I remember when I first moved in with her. We were friends. We shared a room and a king size bed and nothing happened between us for months, and then it did.

She was sweet for about two weeks. The first time it happened I remember waking up thinking she was being attacked. “AHHHHHHH!” I sat up in the bed in horror. “WHY WON’T YOU FUCKING LATHER?!!!?” BANG, BANG, BANG

I got up and pecked on the door, “Is everything alright in there?” sobbing “Yes, it’s just this fucking shampoo. It won’t fucking lather. I keep dumping it on my stupid fucking head and it’s barely even soap!”

I sat down just bewildered. Like, seriously? That meltdown occurred because the shampoo wasn’t lathering to her standards? I used it all the time. I’m a man who doesn’t care about those things, I just bought what my mom always bought. I never had a problem with it. Hell, it’s 20 years later and I still buy the stuff.

The next time I woke up to a slam and clattering metal sounds. I walked into the kitchen. “FUCK THIS PAN! FUCK THIS STOVE! I give up, GODDAMMIT!!” She had turned on the wrong burner.

It started happening more often until it was every single morning. I snapped at her one morning. BAM I slapped the bathroom door. “CUT THIS SHIT OUT! I’M SICK OF WAKING UP TO SCREAMING EVERY MORNING!” She sobbed, apologized, stopped for a few days, fired right back up when she was more comfortable.

I started setting my alarm earlier than hers so I could get up and go outside until she cooled off. She never, ever, ever woke up in a good mood.

She’s been dead for 3 years now, but man, my daughter will carry her shit around for a lifetime.

I can control it with her though, calm her down, shut her up, but you gotta be careful haha. NEVER compare her to her mother, even if you’re just trying to be sweet or funny.

My daughter is only about a tenth as bad as her mom was with it, but even that can be exhausting.

Very bold…atlas.

Put pictures up of the team America characters and type, “derka derka, allah jihad. 103 blah St.”

When they get there, they’re confronted with nothing and the joke is obviously a joke.

Not that it would save you.

Where is the “water isn’t really wet” guy!?

Your comment is 8 hours old. He should be here by now!

It always makes me feel better to just go. I seen Modest Mouse recently. It was some of the most fun I’ve ever had in my life.

Your version is broken at the end though and ruins it.

When I 16, a thousand years ago all the way back in 2001, my neighborhood experienced a flash flood.

My mother is bad for panicking over nothing, and we all rolled our eyes as she loaded us into the van and drove up the mountain.

It was one of the wildest things I’ve ever seen. It looked like there were waterfalls coming out of the sky around us. If someone had told me they seen something like that before I seen it, I would’ve called them a liar. But it literally would be dry in one spot and raining just a few feet away, but not normal rain. It was literally like someone was dumping a giant bucket from the sky.

The creek behind my house was instantly in my backyard. This happened as we were leaving.

Later, someone came to the store at the top of the mountain where we were sitting and told my mom that they were going to have to bring boats to get people out of our neighborhood. These big, two-story houses were underwater all the way up into the second floor.

I was so terrified, worried that all of my friends were dead. Fortunately, it didn’t take out the entire neighborhood and people were able to go up the road and take shelter in a church. Only two people died because they tried to drive through it and got sucked into the water.

The people who didn’t take it seriously had to be rescued. We spent months with shovels digging the mud from the houses when the water went back down. The whole neighborhood pitched in. Several families left and the value of the houses tanked. People were buying them for a few thousand dollars. One man from New York swept in and bought several of them and became a slumlord. He did just enough work to make them livable for 350 a month. The neighborhood was so beautiful before that, but it was forever changed. It’s a hellscape to this day.

Somehow we got very lucky. My house only got water in the back rooms and it wasn’t destructive. Everyone from the next house over and on down was ruined though.

This isn’t what anyone is celebrating.

They don’t think for a second that Musk will do anything positive.

What they’re hoping for is republicans to split somewhere near the middle, some in support of MAGAts and some in support of Musk, which could lead to more people voting for a democrat than a republican. Votes that would have gone toward a MAGAt will go to Musk. That is the prayer.

Well, I mean, if a person wants to ride a bike 40 miles for 4 1/2 hours to the nearest Walmart I’m sure they could.

About 4,500 people live here and most of them have cars or they’re stuck.

We have public transit but about 30 people use it. My neighbor said it’s a 2.5 hour ordeal to go to the post office when he could be there and back in 20 minutes in a car. He got old and lost his license.

No one is traveling on a bicycle or walking here. These roads are empty, there’s nothing there. I live in one of the most rural places in the country (United States).

It was seriously 20 miles straight with no houses, wide road, 25 mph. In residential areas there are still 25 mph speed limits.

On our 4 lane road, bicycles are not allowed, yet the speed limit was only 35-40.

Where there are sidewalks, the speed limit is 25 mph. If there are buildings, 25 mph.

Empty roads with nothing but fucking trees should not be 25 mph.

In all of my years driving on those roads, I don’t even think I’ve ever seen a bicycle. A couple of those tiny, slow motorcycles, maybe. I guess they call them scooters

Everywhere in my town was 25mph until about 10 years ago.

A local politician got a few speeding tickets and went nuts over it, now it varies from 25-60mph. Engineers were brought in to advise on safe limits.

Him getting those tickets was one of the best things that ever happened to me. It was so miserable driving so slow on big open roads. I could probably sit down and figure up an insane amount of time I’ve saved over the last decade (if I weren’t an idiot).

And one more for, “stuck it in the fridge I guess.”

I just heard this name for the first time yesterday. I have no idea what it is, but I was really upset that I didn’t think of that name.

Most I ever paid for a blowjob is the one I got on credit and I’m still paying for today.

Let me tell you, even though I can’t get much action today because of the kids, she’s been worth every penny haha.

Of course I’m joking. I’m a stay at home dad. (Which interestingly autocompleted to “stay at home mom” and I had to delete it and try again). If anyone has paid it’s been her. I can assure you I’m not worth it. Don’t know why she puts up with me.