I don't know what you'd call it, but I've had to do something similar to get the cat to swallow a pill. I pry his jaw open, throw the pill in, and then keep his jaw closed. He usually blinks a few times, gives a look like, "WTF??" and finally swallows. He loves it.
Behold the most grizzled old motherfucker. The one liners in this story. 70 year old 'Nam vet cracks Waffle House robber with his cane. 1. The old guy was basically pissed his breakfast was interrupted. Smothered and covered will do that to you. 2. What kind of a fuck up tries to rob a Waffle House? They have like $40 at all times.
This kid, if you guys don't know, is known to the internet as AIDS Skrillex since he styles himself an insprining EDM artist. The internet remixes are great:
Great home "brewing" kit Can't believe that thing still exists. I was making all kinds of wine and champagne with it about 7-8 years ago, had damn near an assembly line going with a new 2L bottle ready to go every few days or so. For $25, it's fun as hell and very cost-effective drinking if anyone is even remotely interested (basically you just pour fruit juice into a plastic can, add the yeast, screw on a top and in a few days you have wine/beer/champagne depending on which top you use and how long it sits)
As I've mentioned before, I occasionally buy old postcards because sometimes they amuse me. What can I say? I like history. Besides that, they're usually ridiculously cheap. This one was $2.49, shipping included. Pennsylvania Avenue in Washington DC, postmarked 1907:
President Garfield was arguably the finest man to hold office. As he was hanging around waiting for his train, alone, as a sitting president, a delusional whacko named Charles Guiteau simply walked up and shot him. Super cutie Candice Millard wrote a wonderful book about it "The Destiny of The Republic." They still didn't get the hint when the same thing happened to McKinley 20 years later. Security gradually got beefed up. Shit, you used to be able to walk right up on the lawn of the WH. Jackson threw a week long inaugural kegger where everyone was invited.
That's one order of ribeye, an order of gnocchi bolognese, 2 bottles of Malbec, and a bottle of sparkling water for $45 USD. I love a good Argentinian currency crisis. Edit: the rest of the gnocchi is in a dish out of the frame.
I just watched a show the other night about Alexander Graham Bell and President Garfield's death. Bell brought his new induction balance device (essentially a metal detector) to the White House to find the second bullet that was unaccounted for but he wasn't successful in locating it because of the metal wires in the mattress. The doctors were really eager to find this bullet, regularly probing the wound in an unsanitary fashion and the septic infection the President ended up with was what killed him - not the second bullet that was hanging out behind his pancreas.
Here's a lesson for you: anything you don't like, shoot it. Even if you paid X-hundred dollars for it. Least the cunt waited for the dog to move. Kids have trouble in school? With role models like this? Get the fuck out. Basically the guy who invented Listerine (Joseph Lister) told his doctors to stop putting their dirty fingers inside the president's wound. They didn't because they weren't about to trust no fancy European learnin'. Goes to show how tough Garfield was. The infection inside him was pretty much the entirety of his abdomen into his chest cavity. Dude was basically Teddy Roosevelt without the bravado, same mindset and resolve. Pick up that book, it is fascinating and quick.
I'm also a huge fan of that book, her other book ' The River of Doubt' which is about Teddy Roosevelt and his journey through the Amazon after his Presidency is also amazing.
My Great American Trash Movie quartet: Stone Cold Maximum Overdrive Basic Instinct Drive Angry Just remember: not only can they vote, but their vote counts every bit as much as yours.
Dude.....dude... Nothing says "Resist Capilaism quite like a $60 Nike Pullover, $70 tinted goggles and a $699 iPad. Fuck Commerce, we are the 1%. And right after we're done sticking it to the man we're all heading to Tweeter's dads lake house for a sick kegger.
It's gone already, dang! My lab would have been making sure the phones were good and dead before bringing them back to us. He loves gunfire, he knows it means he gets to do his job. We took him out swimming yesterday. Ms. katokoch got to shower the stinky pond muck off him afterwards for the first time, which was hilarious to listen to. He loves water but only on his own terms, which means the shower is up there with the vacuum cleaner. She tried blowdrying the poor dog off afterwards and that was a hilarious fail.