Maggie’s Motivational Pic Thread v2.0 - - New Rules - See Post #1
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Heard about these in Europe. Pretty cool concept, but it would really depend on the (untrained) responder listening to the prompts from AED, but then again they all do.
I have also seen they have mobile ECLS where they can cannulate in the field. Sounds exciting and infection prone!
Did a lot of that kind of cooking when my son was in Boy Scouts. I got pretty good at making peach cobbler in a Dutch oven.
"Need" has nothing to do with it. Just think of it as expanding your cultural horizons.
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Who the fuck corrected that paper, Helen Keller?
I'm pretty good with the Dutch oven too...ask my wife.
Tucker will you please for the love of all things holy delete this and ban 168 if he ever posts anything such as this again. Lol.
168 thats just damn nasty!!!!
No one really thought she was just going away, did they?
Certainly the smartest thing Clark Griswold was ever capable of saying hehehe
Sounds like Turkey. I mean exactly like Turkey!
Unbelievable... except I have seen it... dumbed down teachers trying to make our kids even dumber... my oldest had a similar assignment and I said let me show u how to do it simply, he understood did it and according to them he failed the assignment
Yeah they are a cool looking machine, particularly when they're angry.
But I'd hate to be in a shell scrape looking at one from the loud end, hosing 4,000 rpm of 23mm at me.??
The only reason the Communist Chinese get away with so much is that so many people are willing to bend over and spread their cheeks for a few dollars.
The "Donald's" trade war might be causing some pain, including here in Oz, but as the old adage goes "pain is just weakness leaving your body".
Anyone believe that the Chinese Belt and Road project is for trade?
If so, I've got this really nice bridge, going cheap.
And they own WAY too much of our country!
So did the japs in 1989. We had a recession and they all lost their pensions and committed hara kiri.
The Hop Sing types forget that they can buy all the Los Angeles movie studios they want.
all they are buying is Quonset huts, pavement and a cafeteria On paper. They can’t have it without an occupation.
And that is A fun thought.
Chinese Food might take on a whole new
Meaning. soylant yella???
sirhr
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South Park's Apology after getting banned and scrubbed out of China this week . If you missed the episode they just ripped China a new asshole.
“ Like the NBA, we welcome the Chinese censors into our homes and into our hearts . We too love money more than freedom and democracy . Xi doesn’t look just like Winnie the Pooh at all . Tune into our 300th episode this Wednesday at 10! Long live the Great Communist Party of China ! May this autumn’s sorghum harvest be bountiful ! We good now China ? ”
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Every day, a male co-worker walks up very close to a lady standing at the coffee machine, inhales a big breath of air and tells her that her hair smells nice. After a week of this, she can't stand it anymore and takes her complaint to a supervisor in the personnel department and states that she wants to lodge a sexual harassment grievance against him. The Human Resources supervisor is puzzled by this decision and asks" What's sexually threatening about a co-worker telling you your hair smells nice?" The woman replies "It's Frank, the dwarf"
An Australian Army Recruit sends home a letter...
Dear Mum & Dad,
I am well. Hope you're are too. Tell me big brothers Doug and Phil that the Army is better than workin' on the farm - tell them to get in quick smart before the jobs are all gone!
I wuz a bit slow in settling down at first, because ya don't hafta get outta bed until 6am. But I like sleeping in now, cuz all ya gotta do before brekky is make ya bed and shine ya boots and clean ya uniform. No cows to milk, no calves to feed, no feed to stack - nothin'!! Ya haz gotta shower though, but its not so bad, coz there's lotsa hot water and even a light to see what ya doing!
At brekky ya get cereal, fruit and eggs but there's no kangaroo steaks or possum stew like wot Mumsy makes. You don't get fed again until noon and by that time all the city boys are dead because we've been on a 'route march' - geez its only just like walking to the windmill in the back paddock!!
This one will kill me brothers Doug and Phil with laughter. I keep getting medals for shootin'! Dunno why. The bullseye is as big as a possum's bum and it don't move and it's not firing back at ya like the Johnsons did when our big scrubber bull got into their prize cows before the Ekka last year! All ya gotta do is make yourself comfortable and hit the target! You don't even load your own cartridges, they comes in little boxes, and ya don't have to steady yourself against the rollbar of the roo shooting truck when you reload!
Sometimes ya gotta wrestle with the city boys and I gotta be real careful coz they break easy - it's not like fighting with Doug and Phil and Jack and Boori and Steve and Muzza all at once like we do at home after the muster.
Turns out I'm not a bad boxer either and it looks like I'm the best the platoon's got, and I've only been beaten by this one bloke from the Engineers - he's 6 foot 5 and 15 stone and three pick handles across the shoulders and as ya know I'm only 5 foot 7 and eight stone wringin' wet, but I fought him till the other blokes carried me off to the boozer.
I can't complain about the Army - tell the boys to get in quick before word gets around how good it is.
Your loving daughter,
Sheila.
Dear Mum & Dad,
I am well. Hope you're are too. Tell me big brothers Doug and Phil that the Army is better than workin' on the farm - tell them to get in quick smart before the jobs are all gone!
I wuz a bit slow in settling down at first, because ya don't hafta get outta bed until 6am. But I like sleeping in now, cuz all ya gotta do before brekky is make ya bed and shine ya boots and clean ya uniform. No cows to milk, no calves to feed, no feed to stack - nothin'!! Ya haz gotta shower though, but its not so bad, coz there's lotsa hot water and even a light to see what ya doing!
At brekky ya get cereal, fruit and eggs but there's no kangaroo steaks or possum stew like wot Mumsy makes. You don't get fed again until noon and by that time all the city boys are dead because we've been on a 'route march' - geez its only just like walking to the windmill in the back paddock!!
This one will kill me brothers Doug and Phil with laughter. I keep getting medals for shootin'! Dunno why. The bullseye is as big as a possum's bum and it don't move and it's not firing back at ya like the Johnsons did when our big scrubber bull got into their prize cows before the Ekka last year! All ya gotta do is make yourself comfortable and hit the target! You don't even load your own cartridges, they comes in little boxes, and ya don't have to steady yourself against the rollbar of the roo shooting truck when you reload!
Sometimes ya gotta wrestle with the city boys and I gotta be real careful coz they break easy - it's not like fighting with Doug and Phil and Jack and Boori and Steve and Muzza all at once like we do at home after the muster.
Turns out I'm not a bad boxer either and it looks like I'm the best the platoon's got, and I've only been beaten by this one bloke from the Engineers - he's 6 foot 5 and 15 stone and three pick handles across the shoulders and as ya know I'm only 5 foot 7 and eight stone wringin' wet, but I fought him till the other blokes carried me off to the boozer.
I can't complain about the Army - tell the boys to get in quick before word gets around how good it is.
Your loving daughter,
Sheila.
