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this is from a month ago, but it’s the truth. Gen X is the battle-scarred menopausal chick who simply doesn’t care anymore. Go ahead and cry, nobody cares.
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this is from a month ago, but it’s the truth. Gen X is the battle-scarred menopausal chick who simply doesn’t care anymore. Go ahead and cry, nobody cares.
I can relate.
I want my tools to work. I don't want to work on my tools. If I wanted to work on tools I'd get a job at a repair shop.
My neighbor is a mechanic and I gave him a Husqvarna saw and a string trimmer because they were a pita. He says that they are still a pita.
Rick Monday's sisterHINT: It's not Wednesday Addams.
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OETA, back in the day, would sign off with this film. Always enjoyed watching it.
High Flight (1941) - by John Gillespie Magee Jr.
"Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of – wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace.
Where never lark, or even eagle flew —
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
– Put out my hand, and touched the face of God."