Duffelblog, but still, it's Marines.
Of course, these pilots are in some deep water because the military loves to pretend it isn’t generally an adult daycare center for people with lots of guns and anger problems. I was interviewed earlier today for the Washington Post regarding this story, as I’ve apparently become one of the nation’s leading experts on dick drawing.
The news you don't find in the lamestream media. https://www.duffelblog.com/2018/01/...ton-button-trumps-desk-tells-launching-nukes/Duffelblog
Imbibe, or use it?In my whole entire life I have never heard of a such a breathtakingly stupid fad. It never occurred to anyone in my youth to imbibe laundry detergent.
Not even going to lie, I had to ask my parents how laundry worked after I moved out. I also didn't start cooking until after I moved out from home. First "real" meal I attempted on a stove was dropping an entire raw unseasoned chicken breast on a pan with high heat.Imbibe, or use it?
Not even going to lie, I had to ask my parents how laundry worked after I moved out. I also didn't start cooking until after I moved out from home. First "real" meal I attempted on a stove was dropping an entire raw unseasoned chicken breast on a pan with high heat.
Now I can do laundry and cook a wide variety of dishes that are even edible!
Those who've ever been to Okinawa and specifically "B-C" street, (I don't know what it means in Japanese but for Americans it means "bring cash.") it was a rite of passage for new Marines to eat a chunk of banana. Not just any chunk of banana but one that was once inserted into the nether region of a skank who did several shows a night at a bar I can't remember the name of. The rule was that they had to catch it in their mouth as it exited said region of nether. Pretty disgusting to say the least. But they say if you want a memory out of your head, you must share it with others. So there ya go.
I didn't do that, but I know a few that did. Usually right before the stroll over to Whisper Alley.
For more skank contact. I peeked into one of the little huts on Whisper Alley one time. The mattresses looked like a civil war bandage.