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Desert RatSeptember 22, 2020, 4:48 PM
Nice paint jobs.
whateverSeptember 22, 2020, 5:15 PM
I she were my weather woman I could never tell you what the weather forecast was.
ZaphodSeptember 22, 2020, 6:38 PM
Now we know where all the Venezuelan Plastic Surgeons went to escape Year Zero.
OneGuySeptember 22, 2020, 7:01 PM
The weather is very humid and will get wetter because of a very warm front.
Andrew XSeptember 23, 2020, 12:52 PM
It is interesting to note that Mexicans have always taken meteorology very seriously. Just a weird cultural thing or something.
JackSeptember 23, 2020, 1:12 PM
I don’t keep up with Mesican’s or any other Latino types but some of them tamale famales are stunning and if I were young and handsome again I’d try that taco. Several times.
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
The steel mill sky is alive.
The fire breaks white and zigzag
shot on a gun-metal gloaming.
Man is a long time coming.
Man will yet win.
Brother may yet line up with brother:
This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.
There are men who can’t be bought.
The fireborn are at home in fire.
The stars make no noise,
You can’t hinder the wind from blowing.
Time is a great teacher.
Who can live without hope?
In the darkness with a great bundle of grief
the people march.
In the night, and overhead a shovel of stars for keeps, the people
march:
“Where to? what next?”
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holy kow!
Mercy.
Hee hee. Sexist.
More like this, el hefe.
For those of you who don’t get Telemundo on cable, Amazon offers a “Hoochie Mama (Elk) Call.” Who knows what could happen?
Nice paint jobs.
I she were my weather woman I could never tell you what the weather forecast was.
Now we know where all the Venezuelan Plastic Surgeons went to escape Year Zero.
The weather is very humid and will get wetter because of a very warm front.
It is interesting to note that Mexicans have always taken meteorology very seriously. Just a weird cultural thing or something.
I don’t keep up with Mesican’s or any other Latino types but some of them tamale famales are stunning and if I were young and handsome again I’d try that taco. Several times.
Are fish taco’s made with tuna?
where dat gwok-a-mol iz?