wildncrazyguy138

What’s your problem guy? What, now you don’t like clean ducks?!

How else you think we’re going to clean up these oils spills? Duck dawn dynasty watchin you.

MF guy doesn’t like clean ducks.

If I were past the retirement threshold, I would probably take this. If I were so burned out that I could barely cope, I would probably take this. If I were dying and it wouldn’t affect my family’s benefits, I would probably take this.

But in all other cases, you know what I would do? I would reach out to HR and start having the discussions with them. I’d get those “efficiency” wolves salivating at the chance to vacate my position. I’d ask questions, I’d have trouble with the paperwork, highlight certain lines in the agreement where I needed more assurance and clarification. I’d inject additional terms…I mean really gum up the works. I’d occupy as much of their time as they’d give me.

And when it was finally time to sit down and sign, I’d rip it all up, right there in front of whomever I could get an audience with and tell ‘em I changed my mind. And then I’d do it all over again 3 months later.

Saying things out in the open that have long been shadow policy. Remember it was Russia and China that helped push SK troops out of NK when the war was hot 70 years ago. The hermit kingdom continues to exist because of aid from those countries.

For a long time the world was mostly aligned that more nuclear armed countries added risk, slowing proliferation, but there’s a reason the great powers key allies somehow seemed to still implement successful nuclear programs.

Water park!

I was dating this girl, was going well. We fooled around, had a lovely time. She just seemed cooler than me in many ways, had cool hobbies, hung out with cool people, I was kinda feeling like I scored.

Then one day 3 weeks later I did. For some reason she didn’t want to on her bed, so instead we attempted the act on the living room couch, she had roommates. Her shirt came off exposing her back and it just didn’t look right, I can’t explain it, was like her ribs were sunken in like a corset and her backbone was curved in this scoliosis kinda way. I was confused and my member went a bit limp. I think she could tell, but we went ahead anyway. Then the couch cushions just kept sinking and getting in the way. Me with a half limp dick and these awkward positions, neither of us really feeling it and yet we still continued on. The whole thing just felt pathetic.

We hung out a few times after, but it always felt like the ending of 1984, where the couple have all of that vibrant life sucked out of them. The relationship was over shortly thereafter.

A decade later, I haven’t seen her since. We’re still friends on Facebook.

Like a pillow princess, but somehow worse.

Just like they had doubt about Hillary. Show me one woman presidential nominee that polls over 50% in the US.