Epic Fail.

I was thinking about all that brass and then saw it about 2 seconds later.

Nobody needs that many tracer rounds?

"Tracer rounds point both ways"

Wtf, man?

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Sick bastard...

Have ya ever seen monkeys dressed as cowboys riding border collies herding sheep?

Sick bastard? Sick genius.

Also, for some reason (alcohol/weed/insert adulterant here) I'm finding it funny that the rider (in the drawering) is also muzzled.

Maybe this plus not paying jockey union scale.

"Front Toward Enemy" as in Claymores.......:eek:

There's like 50 though...

I see what you did there.

Good 'ol Faux News...

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Gesuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuundheit.
 

Here is Wikipedia's Today's Featured Picture:

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On which I call complete and utter horseshit. Look. At. The. Volume. Of. Liquid. I didn't expel that much liquid the last time I puked. Was the guy doing a kegstand when he sneezed, or what? An elephant with sinusitis would not expel that much gunk.

Now, I've been sneezed on by complete strangers, but, if that load lands on me, THAT sneezer will be removed from the gene pool.

Michigan...

"Three square meals a day." Who still describes a meal as being square? What is this, 1950? Does that saying come from the 4 food groups? That's a way of thinking about foods we haven't used in decades.

I got a tour of our local jail a few years ago and saw the lunch that was being prepared. It did not look yummy or nearly enough to feed me. A dismal looking hot dog without a bun, a slice of crappy white wonder style bread, a big scoop of canned baked beans, and I think one of the plastic half cups of orange juice with the foil lid. Nothing green. No vegetables. No fruit.

It's a phrase still used here and I've always been under the impression that it was of British origin, thus:

No, it's not one of ours, it turns out it's one of yours.

Oh well, that's another illusion shattered.

That's four this week and its only Tuesday.

Link

Not to discourage more investment in education, but children who are wards of the state get some of those boxes checked.

Well, you know, jail isn't supposed to be pleasant. I'd be pretty pissed off to learn that criminals were eating better than millions of poor families across the country. :neutral:

It isn't.

I didn't get three squares a day. We got a powdered egg, a strip of not-quite-bacon, or sometimes a piece of rubber sausage, a canned biscuit and a cup of coffee (don't drink coffee, fuck you, you drink water) for breakfast, lunch was either a peanut butter, or baloney sandwich and a coffee cup of orange Kool-Aid. Supper was basically a high school lunch, with a coffee cup of orange Kool-Aid. On Sundays ya got the supper at lunch time with a chunk of orange Jell-O, and the sammich at supper time. With a coffee cup of orange Kool-Aid.

I don't drink orange Kool-Aid, and I don't eat orange Jell-O, and I don't eat baloney. 183 days in a row was enough of that shit.

Hell, that ain't even three hots and a cot!

Surely the answer to that is to improve the lot of poor families rather than reduce the lot of prisoners?

The horrifying thing there is not that criminals might eat better than poor families, but that poor families may be eating as badly as prisoners.


Many of the people who end up in prison for any real length of time are young men who already place a very low value on themselves and others. Done right, prison can teach two very important lessons: first, what you did makes you unwelcome in society and second, that you as an individual can become valuable.

Many of those in prison also suffer mental health problems - probably most. If that aspect is not dealt with then why would they not return to criminal behaviour when they are released? You can't tackle mental health without basic stuff like decent nutrition and a way to build a healthier sense of self-worth

Additional thought: why do we want prisons to be some kind of hell? Do we value our freedom so lightly, that the loss of that alone seems a trivial punishment?

Prison is the fundamental loss, temporarily for most, of personal autonomy. Coupled with absolute and enforced stasis. The door stays closed unless someone else opens it; it stays open unless someone else closes. The time the light goes on and off, the time to shower, the time to eat, what you eat and how often you eat, who you see, when and how often you see them, how many toilet rolls you get to use, how often your hair is cut, whether you can see a doctor, what books you are allowed to read.

And all in the context of a profoundly dangerous community, equally bored and ready to impose themselves on others.

I had a couple of friend years ago (I probably mentioned them on here before). Nutty Paul and Little Pete. I recall a conversation with them that has stayed with me ever since. They were sharing stories of their various prison stints and they both talked about the way that first night after sentencing hits you when you are sent down. When the door closes and the lights go out. They talked about being able to hear some guys crying, a few really freaking out with a kind of claustrophobia.

Paul was without a shadow of a doubt the hardest and most dangerous individual I have ever met. He was a good mate, and in the right mood he was brilliant company, but he could be a fucking animal. And he said he cried the first night, the first time he was sent down for real (rather than the in and out of the juvenile system).

You don't need to make prison hell. Trapped in one place with several thousand other troubled or dangerous people and held in check by a system deliberately and consciously designed to remove your individuality, for years, is its own hell.

So ya wanna stay the hell outta there!!!! Same reason they bugger ya and beat the shit outta ya!

And not necessarily in that order!:eek:

However, much like buggering and beating the shit out of a child, empirical evidence shows that it doesn't have the intended effect.

I stayed at the Atlantic Co. Hilton in NJ for 3 days. We didn't have a breakfast. For lunch I had an ice cream scoop of cut potatoes. Burnt on the bottom and raw on top, had to eat the middle. The meat was a salisbury pattie with no gravy. It was cooked like the taters. I had a salad though. One big leaf of lettuce and slice of tomato. No dressing or salt. This was also supper. Had this for all meals for 3 days.

I didn't get buggered spent one day walking around in a big room with others. I did see through a cell window one guy sucking another. They stuck me in a cell with a stainless steel toilet with no lid. A fiberglass bunk bed, had no mattress. I had a bunch of holes in my blanket. No sheet or pillow. A fellow came in the 3rd day he just had a sheet. I traded him my blanket for the sheet when I was released. Never did get a shower. Once I was in there I didn't get out.

My parents came and bailed me out. I was so embarrassed I couldn't look at them. The bail was 10k. My father said he would never bail my brother and me, but he did. I love that man so much and miss him terribly.

It does, but, only on people with self respect.<--See above post (#12387).:)

Which conflicts with their strategy of eliminating prisoners' self respect.

Howyathrowitnow?!:eyebrow:

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You know what they say: If there wasn't a problem, there wouldn't be a rule.

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...da fuq?

Canadian refiner...

Now, this, friends & neighbors, is a bad case of crabs:

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Sorry: crab with skull is said to be fake on the nature is metal subreddit.


please remember to consume nature is metal subreddit only in moderation

am trying and failing at moderation

Oh my :facepalm:

She does; you're looking at it.

Yeah, I'll walk, thanks.

Good thing it was only a Ford. :bolt:

That used to be what? A Mustang?

I bet that made a noise.

That looks like it might still be drive-able. Unless the gas tank ruptured. But then it would be a burned out hulk. I bet you could drive that thing.

Not straight. Unibody, no frame.

Be fun on Uncle Bob's back 40, though.

Actually, is that Mustang RWD? Maybe the driveshaft/differential is kaput.

Mos def rwd.

Except for that Hoonigan

Oh, yeah.

Damn kids, not like back in my day... uh, wait... nevermind. :o

And I bet they all claimed that Butch was driving. :rolleyes:

Meanwhile, seventy years on and an ocean away....

BBC link

Ahh, but was it an assault car? :rolleyes:

This must be the zenith of LA decadence.
I just can't get my head around it.
Anyone who could afford this would have a cook, if not a chef, to crack their eggs.

The sign of real decadence is having staff to peel one's grapes. :)

Take it from Marlon himself, "I won't touch an egg unless Joe Flynn has been touching it first" Ewwwwwww

Personal egg tank and personal docent?

JR

I ... I just ... :eyebrow:

I have no words.

Eggs on tap.

What could go wrong?

If you were careful breaking shells, and maintaining temperature, could you get something like an amphibian egg cluster, but full of chicks?

(not in this contraption, which comes pre-scrambled, but in general).

I don't think they're pre-scrambled, one of the settings is whole.

I looked for a better resolution picture, and found one. Alas, it seems it is fake.

Ah, so Flynn was murdered by a group of nefarious thugs wanting build his egg dispenser with child labor offshore. :haha:

So you're saying that people who don't like eggs should be set on fire?

At least scrambled and fried.

Well, I'm about to go to work on that getting fried bit.:D

Go home Japan, you're drunk.

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