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Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: franksolich on February 12, 2012, 01:08:03 PM
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http://www.democraticunderground.com/11612161
Oh my.
Stinky The Clown (44,946 posts) Profile Journal Send DU Mail Ignore
Lazy Layabouts
Nearly 11.00 AM on a gray, lightly snowy, Saturday morning. (Please ignore the pink, fluffy robe and plaid PJ's in the second picture.)
after which two photographs of the inside of the old dude's mansion in the third-most-affluent county, and one of the whitest counties, in the United States
Scuba (14,584 posts) Profile Journal Send DU Mail Ignore
1. Your dogs are practicing the art of mellow ...
... and you are entitled to laze about in your pink robe on Saturday morning.
I don't hear any sound coming from the piano. In fact, it appears the keys are shuttered behind a thick, hardwood cover. What gives?
Stinky The Clown (44,946 posts) Profile Journal Send DU Mail Ignore
2. hehehehe
I'll leave that for the "pink robe" to answer.
*I* was long ago designated as a "listener."
Something creeps me about that "hehehehe" thing.
Curmudgeoness (6,015 posts) Profile Journal Send DU Mail Ignore
3. Ah, the life of a dog in a good home!!!
I think we could all take a lesson from this.
Ruby the Liberal (12,790 posts) Profile Journal Send DU Mail Ignore
4. Aw - I love the little purple hairbow!
They always look so innocent when they sleep, don't they?
Stinky The Clown (44,946 posts) Profile Journal Send DU Mail Ignore
5. Yeah . . . . then she goes out in the yard and eats poop
Or tries to get to the cat box for a tastier snack.
Funny thing about the little, "cute" dogs. We imbue them with all manner of sweet, lovable, childlike traits, but in the end, they are what they are, dogs.
She growls, she fights, she barks, she farts, she chases toys, she barks menacingly at passersby she sees out the windows. She does everything the big dogs do and then some.
But she melts your heart while she does it.
TorchTheWitch (6,023 posts) Profile Journal Send DU Mail Ignore
6. you have a lovely home
I really like the mix of modern and antique. I especially like that standing lamp. Now I feel like I have to go scrub my house. How do you have all these dogs yet there are no mud splatters on the walls and filthy footprints throughout??? I only have one beastie yet the second I clean anything he's dirtying everything up again. He even dirties things up WHILE I'm cleaning them. Last night I tried to clean the kitcen floor, but with him trying to attack the mop he was just transferring more dirt from his feet and belly back on the floor. I think we ended up dirtying up the floor even worse than it was in the first place.
And yet just like your layabouts he's doing his bathmat imitation on the floor looking all lazy and innocent. You'd never know it was him that ate the umbrella last night and cast it's various bits all over the living room. It was broken anyway, but I'd rather be able to throw it away in one hunk rather than crawling around on the floor picking up all the little remnants of its formal self.
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The dogs are gorgeous!
He has a living room and a family room? and a piano? not fair to those his ideology professes to care about.
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Stinky The Clown (44,946 posts) Profile Journal Send DU Mail Ignore
2. hehehehe
I'll leave that for the "pink robe" to answer.
*I* was long ago designated as a "listener."
IOW, Sparkly told him that his opinion didn't count for shit, and he should STFU and STFD (Sit The Fuck Down).
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The purpose of this thread is the same as Pam's Glock and the Weeper's widescreen and Blu-ray player.
The catbox squatter wants the other DUmmies know that he can afford an imitation leather sofa and a 1961 floor lamp, and they can't.
Enjoy getting your noses rubbed, DUmpmonkeys!
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Curmudgeoness (6,015 posts) Profile Journal Send DU Mail Ignore
3. Ah, the life of a dog in a good home!!!
I think we could all take a lesson from this.
I think living in mom's basement could be likened to the life of a dog in a good home....
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The purpose of this thread is the same as Pam's Glock and the Weeper's widescreen and Blu-ray player.
That's what I thought too, when I saw the photographs.
The old dude just wanted to show off.
I still think his spread over there in Maryland would make a nice campground for the occupiers, whom the old dude seems to think are clean and fastidious.
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Star Member Broderick
7. looks 1 percent to me
Response to Broderick (Reply #7)
Sun Feb 12, 2012, 04:00 PM
Star Member Stinky The Clown
8. Excuse me?
Response to Stinky The Clown (Reply #8)
Sun Feb 12, 2012, 04:12 PM
Star Member Broderick
9. Just beautiful home furnishings.
Walked through a very expensive furniture store yesterday. Some of the stuff I saw, priced way beyond a normal person's ability is located in your picture. Like that lamp, and piano, and wall painting. In that first picture, the chair you have ( very nice ), is priced (if the same chair), at or near 1500. The throw rugs in the store, similar to yours go for 500-1500. For the one chair that is out of most people's budget, if merely a chair. The ashtray on the other hand probably goes for under a hundred. Not begrudging you the digs, and probably was not a good comment to make.
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
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Oh my.
The old dude's pissed.
Stinky The Clown (44,951 posts) Profile Journal Send DU Mail Ignore
10. Just for the record for you and your posse . . . . .
The piano is my wife's. She is a professional musician (among other endeavors) and that piano is part of how she makes her living. It was a rebuild of a very tired but sound instrument as a favor to her father more than 30 years ago.
The ashtray was a $5 flea market find.
The chair is IKEA.
The lamp was bought new by my in-laws in the 1950s. The scratches and surface rust at the base don't show in the pictures.
The wall painting is of my mother-in-law, my wife, and her three sisters. It is an original by a friend of my in-laws and was done in the 1960s. The sentimental value far outweighs any monetary value it might have . . . . which, on a good day, might be a few hundred dollars. At best.
The throw rugs are from Home Goods. Maybe $20 each. We toss them every few months when the dog mud gets too much to vacuum.
We have good taste and a good eye. We also tend to hold onto stuff that means something to us.
Lastly, we have the good sense to not insult people in our first exchange with them. We also don't visit someone's home and ask them how much they paid for the dishes. You're very rude and I very much don't appreciate it.
I am certain this will get "rowed" back for your friends' amusement.
Have a nice day and please, in future, just go past my threads. I shall not appreciate your replies.
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StinkDUde, your place looks like shit.
Go hire an interior decorator fer cryin' out loud.
Damn, only thing that doesn't look like a garage-sale special is the piano.
I did notice the dogs have a certain "democratic" aire about them. :-)
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I don't think Broderick belongs to us.
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I don't think Broderick belongs to us.
Nor do I, but it's always a good thing to paranoiaize the primitives.
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Well, let's see how this goes over:
Broderick (3,188 posts) Profile Journal Send DU Mail Ignore
11. Whatever, I will take you at your word and it makes no difference
I said it was not a good comment to make on my part and I should at least apologize. So I apologize. Sometimes, I look at my own stuff and go crap especially traipsing around in places I don't belong. That is all. No reason for me to be jealous, just a thoughtless remark better kept to myself. You can ignore me if you would like. Would not be offended if you do, maybe deserved. The dogs are beautiful.
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Oh my.
The old dude's pissed.
He is such a thin-skinned assshole. Lighten up, Stinky.
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Being easily angered is a mark of mafia scum.
Being impotent to do anything about is the mark of a woosy.
Being both is the mark of a DUmmy. (thats YOU, Stinky!)
I'm just surprised the wife let him outa the basement. Probably time to walk the dogs.
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The littlest thing sends stinkDUde into rage.
I pity the poor dogs.
He no doubt beat them after reading that one comment.
Good thing the Sporkler wasn't there.
She would would have slapped him silly for hurting the dogs.
No wonder he's an international laughingstock. :rotf:
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I thought Stinky's house looked dingy. Like he is a chain smoker. That ashtray looks gross
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10. Just for the record for you and your posse . . . . .
The piano is my wife's. She is a professional musician (among other endeavors) and that piano is part of how she makes her living. It was a rebuild of a very tired but sound instrument as a favor to her father more than 30 years ago.
Rebuild can be more expensive than buying a new affordable basic piano.
The ashtray was a $5 flea market find.
More evidence that you are a Fred Sanford.
The chair is IKEA.
Tried to find the chair, they don't sell it.
The throw rugs are from Home Goods. Maybe $20 each. We toss them every few months when the dog mud gets too much to vacuum.
There is a thing called a washing machine. Might save you a couple 20s or so. But just keep complaining about "The economy is the GOP's fault."
Lastly, we have the good sense to not insult people in our first exchange with them. We also don't visit someone's home and ask them how much they paid for the dishes. You're very rude and I very much don't appreciate it.
We have a good sense not to lie or fake heart attacks to get sympathy for your agenda. Further more, we go head on in your face when the politics gets heated. But unfortunately your fearless leader at the DUmp will just kick us out because they don't like opposing views. And the war goes on!
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I thought Stinky's house looked dingy. Like he is a chain smoker. That ashtray looks gross.
I saw that too, and I'm hoping, very badly, that it's just there for decoration, and not use.
The old dude's a little too old and too frail to be smoking; he's had medical conditions in the past.
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You moochers have created this era of class envy, and now you must never, ever demonstrate that you have any more than the hapless sap working as a barista that owes $50,000 in school loans for their Womyn's Studies degree.
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You moochers have created this era of class envy.....
You see, that's a really serious "disconnect" for the primitives, in particular the primitives part of the 1%--the Bostonian Drunkard's mother, Pedro Picasso, the kpete primitive, the BeHereNow primitive, the old dude, CaliforniaPiggy, &c., &c., &c.
It's a disconnect wider than the Pacific Ocean, it seems.
I have no idea what sorts of mental gymnastics they go through, omitting to remember that they themselves are part of the "haves," in this case the tiny tip of the pyramid that has lots and lots and lots.
And they even got the "have-not" primitives on their side; take the fecund grasswire primitive, for example, who wants to have a pie-and-jam shoppe where the pie would be free to the rich, and she'd have to charge the poor extra to make up for that "generosity."
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I can't buy the idea that the catbox squatter has any position in the Mafia, living in that mess.
Even the lowest class Mafioso brag about their Italian loafers and drive fancy cars.
Squat the clown lives in a hovel full of fugly, mismatched, cheap kitsch.
Stuff that was junk fifty years ago isn't antique, it's just old junk.
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I can't buy the idea that the catbox squatter has any position in the Mafia, living in that mess.
Even the lowest class Mafioso brag about their Italian loafers and drive fancy cars.
Squat the clown lives in a hovel full of fugly, mismatched, cheap kitsch.
Stuff that was junk fifty years ago isn't antique, it's just old junk.
Actually, it's common--or it used to be common--in the culture of organized crime to live in such a way that one looked considerably less affluent than one was. There were some flamboyant ones, such as Alphonse Capote and Willie Bioff, but on the whole it is, or was, the usual practice to be discreet about wealth.
In giving the old dude his award for #02 Top DUmmie of 2010 (two years ago, not this past year, when he rose only to #05), I connected all the dots.
The old dude's wife goes to Switzerland--Davos, no less--with Mrs. Tutweiler down the street quite often, and it's obvious what that's for. She's checking up on their money there.
Now, on the offhand chance that I connected the dots wrong, how does one explain the old dude's Streisandian digs and his large spread in the third most-affluent county in the United States? It's not cheap where he lives, and I suspect even the Polaroid trust-fund kiddie Pedro Picasso would be hard-pressed to afford it.
The old dude's father had been an honest working-man, earning bread by the sweat of his brow, and couldn't have possibly left his son a fortune or something.
And so this leads one to where?--maybe like the Bostonian Billionaire, he married money?
His wife does seem to have some exquisite taste in culture and somesuch, as if she were the product of girls' private schools and one of the Seven Sisters of the Ivy League, all of which suggests Old Money and Much Money. But why would a rich heiress marry a rough uncouth kid (I'm guessing they married about 1969, 1970) whose only remarkable accomplishment in life had been two years spent in the U.S. Navy, the son of a humble blue-collar working-man?
And with her Old and Much Money, if that was the case, she'd certainly shop for a Grand Duke, at the least a count, instead of the then-young old dude.
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Stinky The Clown
10. Just for the record for you and your posse . . . . .
The piano is my wife's. She is a professional musician (among other endeavors) and that piano is part of how she makes her living. It was a rebuild of a very tired but sound instrument as a favor to her father more than 30 years ago.
The ashtray was a $5 flea market find.
The chair is IKEA.
The lamp was bought new by my in-laws in the 1950s. The scratches and surface rust at the base don't show in the pictures.
The wall painting is of my mother-in-law, my wife, and her three sisters. It is an original by a friend of my in-laws and was done in the 1960s. The sentimental value far outweighs any monetary value it might have . . . . which, on a good day, might be a few hundred dollars. At best.
The throw rugs are from Home Goods. Maybe $20 each. We toss them every few months when the dog mud gets too much to vacuum.
We have good taste and a good eye. We also tend to hold onto stuff that means something to us.
Lastly, we have the good sense to not insult people in our first exchange with them. We also don't visit someone's home and ask them how much they paid for the dishes. You're very rude and I very much don't appreciate it.
I am certain this will get "rowed" back for your friends' amusement.
Have a nice day and please, in future, just go past my threads. I shall not appreciate your replies.
Sounds like the Dude is accusing Broderick of being a mole from CC to me.
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Sounds like the Dude is accusing Broderick of being a mole from CC to me.
If there's a mole at that campfire, it ain't the poor Broderick primitive.
I've always wondered how much unintentional collateral damage our moles have done, to innocent bona fide primitives the other primitives think is one of us. I'm sure it's been considerable, authentic primitives getting kicked off Skins's island.
But.....excrescence happens. It's sad, but it happens.
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I saw that too, and I'm hoping, very badly, that it's just there for decoration, and not use.
The old dude's a little too old and too frail to be smoking; he's had medical conditions in the past.
The DUde smokes like a chimney.
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The DUde smokes like a chimney.
That's bad news.
He's been under doctor's orders the past few years to drop about 40 pounds.
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An old tub of guts stuffed into a too small pink robe, flicking ashes into a dingy old theatre lobby ash tray. Class act, the Dude.
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Well, the fecund grasswire primitive showed up to support the old dude:
grasswire (32,851 posts) Profile Journal Send DU Mail Ignore
12. for the record here....
...because Stinky is a knowledgeable collector and has a good eye...
I have two chairs that are worth about $1000 each. Danish modern, with original finish and original upholstered cushions. I paid $5 for each of them about ten years ago. Found them in a thrift shop. I also have a Danish modern teak end table probably worth four or five hundred. I got that one in the free pile at a sidewalk sale.
That's how it goes for those who spend the footwork and research to know a good deal when we see it. It's the American way and has been for decades until Republicans decided that money trumped all else and shoved corporate greed in our faces.
:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
If you want to hang out over in the Antiques Collectibles topic, you'll find lots of tips on how to find potential treasures on a budget.
My best wishes to you.
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Well, after noticing the fecund grasswire primitive's inventory of her valuables, I thought I'd check my own.
I couldn't find a damned thing around here, excepting an old book missing a few pages--I'd originally found it in a Ukrainian outhouse--ИÑÑ‚Ð¾Ñ€Ð¸Ñ Ñ€ÑƒÑÑкой революции which in my deciphering translates as "History of the Russian Revolution."
The author's "Lev Davidovich Bronshtein," whoever that was, and he autographed it as a gift to "Iosif Vissarionovich Dzhugashvili," in 1927. He must've used a socialist-made pen, though, given that there's a couple of ink blotches from when he shook the pen.
I doubt it's worth anything, though.
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grasswire (32,851 posts)
I have two chairs that are worth about $1000 each. Danish modern, with original finish and original upholstered cushions. I paid $5 for each of them about ten years ago. Found them in a thrift shop. I also have a Danish modern teak end table probably worth four or five hundred. I got that one in the free pile at a sidewalk sale.
Poor, addled grasswire, who squatted for two years in a former friend's bonus room, has a pair of thousand-dollar chairs, reliably appraised by poor, addled grasswire herself.
They'e among the junk she hauls around in her little red wagon, from the "free pile" of stuff people put out by the sidewalk on trash pickup day.
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Poor, addled grasswire, who squatted for two years in a former friend's bonus room, has a pair of thousand-dollar chairs, reliably appraised by poor, addled grasswire herself.
They'e among the junk she hauls around in her little red wagon, from the "free pile" of stuff people put out by the sidewalk on trash pickup day.
That reminds me of the comics-book business, back during the late 1980s, early 1990s.
I had a nephew who collected comics-books, and he used to point out with pride that this one had a "book value" of $100, that one had a "book value" of $250, the one over there had a "book value" of $500, and so on.
There were, I dunno, maybe a couple hundred comics-books there.
He sold the whole box of them at a garage sale for fifty cents.
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The author's "Lev Davidovich Bronshtein," whoever that was, and he autographed it as a gift to "Iosif Vissarionovich Dzhugashvili," in 1927. He must've used a socialist-made pen, though, given that there's a couple of ink blotches from when he shook the pen.
I doubt it's worth anything, though.
Pretty clever, coach.
I'm not a trained historian, but I didn't even need the google.
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That's bad news.
He's been under doctor's orders the past few years to drop about 40 pounds.
And he was suppose to stay away from stressful activity. He still bitches on the DUmp. That's why I cast doubt that he had a heart attack several years ago.
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So stinky plays the piano like the calpig writes poetry?
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Looks like me and "the dude" have something in common if that's a Lhasa. We own 4, the mother, father, and two from the last litter. I've delivered 9 total. Many of you were here during the process.
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And he was suppose to stay away from stressful activity. He still bitches on the DUmp. That's why I cast doubt that he had a heart attack several years ago.
I'm starting to wonder, given some clues the old dude's dropped off in his comments on Skins's island, if there might not be some, uh, disquiet in the old dude's household, which of course includes only himself and his wife.
(He's got a maid [self-admitted] and probably some gardeners and lawn people on his payroll given the size of his spread, but those are day-time only.)
I'm beginning to suspect that the old dude's wife is liking it less and less, that he's hanging around with the primitives. They used to do it together, and had a rollicking good time, but she doesn't seem so enthusiastic about it any more, and the old dude's appearances have been somewhat more sporadic than they once were.
I'll bet she's turning the screws on him to recede away from Skins's island; it's obvious she doesn't like him being there. Time will tell.
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Having worked for people with real money, I suspect that the smelly dude is lying like one of his rugs. People with the kind of money to live in such nice places would have covenants that say what you havevin and around your home. Anyone living with cheap crape like stinkbait is claiming to have would find themselves excluded from any contact from the neighbors and likely sued for breaking the convenant.
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Stinky The Clown
10. Just for the record for you and your posse . . . . .
No need to get your bathrobe knotted up in your mangina, Captain Kitty Litter. If you have nice shit and want to flaunt it in front of the prols at the DUmp, do it. Hey, it's not easy having to justify living in a house that could shelter so many poor but, by God, you've earned the right to lay on your ass in splendor while so many lazy democrats (who refuse to do better for themselves) go without and you should tell them so.
Be a man, stanky, and be proud to be the 1%!
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Broderick
9. Just beautiful home furnishings.
Walked through a very expensive furniture store yesterday. Some of the stuff I saw, priced way beyond a normal person's ability is located in your picture. Like that lamp, and piano, and wall painting. In that first picture, the chair you have ( very nice ), is priced (if the same chair), at or near 1500. The throw rugs in the store, similar to yours go for 500-1500. For the one chair that is out of most people's budget, if merely a chair. The ashtray on the other hand probably goes for under a hundred. Not begrudging you the digs, and probably was not a good comment to make.
This is why Democrats suck ass. No conservative is ashamed of what he/she has or who he/she is. We don't have to constantly prove ourselves to retain our "conservative credentials" like these fools. Is there any wonder why every damn psychological study and poll out there shows conservatives to be happier than those moonbats? If someone would have responded to me like that I'd had gone the **** off. Seeing as how it's The Dude, oh f'n well. You made your bed, "Dude", lay in it. You bitch at the "1%" and then turn around and post pics of your home on a site full of mental reject Socialists jealous of everything.
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..and I couldn't imagine what the house smells like if that ash tray is in use. I'm a smoker, but I don't understand how anyone can smoke in the house, and I realize some CC'ers probably do it.
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This is why Democrats suck ass. No conservative is ashamed of what he/she has or who he/she is. We don't have to constantly prove ourselves to retain our "conservative credentials" like these fools. Is there any wonder why every damn psychological study and poll out there shows conservatives to be happier than those moonbats? If someone would have responded to me like that I'd had gone the **** off. Seeing as how it's The Dude, oh f'n well. You made your bed, "Dude", lay in it. You bitch at the "1%" and then turn around and post pics of your home on a site full of mental reject Socialists jealous of everything.
I agree, they are always excusing why they have something or why they shop at wal-mart, etc. I couldn't live the way they do, constantly apologizing for the way they have or where they shop. It would suck to be a DUmmie.
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Husbs2 has a hot pink robe? Isn't that.......... special.
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My home decor is "Early Miscellaneous Cheap Junk" ....get comfortable if you like.
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..and I couldn't imagine what the house smells like if that ash tray is in use. I'm a smoker, but I don't understand how anyone can smoke in the house, and I realize some CC'ers probably do it.
Counteracts the cat box(es) . . .
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I agree, they are always excusing why they have something or why they shop at wal-mart, etc. I couldn't live the way they do, constantly apologizing for the way they have or where they shop. It would suck to be a DUmmie.
That should read "what". I can't even blame that on my auto correct. :thatsright:
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..and I couldn't imagine what the house smells like if that ash tray is in use. I'm a smoker, but I don't understand how anyone can smoke in the house, and I realize some CC'ers probably do it.
Up until the past 15 years or so, very few people would have ever thought of not smoking inside their homes.
Until about the same period of time, I don't recall ever hearing of anyone objecting.
It was just a normal activity for a very large percentage of adults.
When I was in college in the 60s, nearly half the students would be smoking in class during lectures, and large lecture halls had ashtrays on the backs of seats. I don't recall the practice ever being questioned.
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Stinky may have gotten mad at Broderick for his rudeness, but it's nothing more than what his president is incubating. Kill and eat the rich, even if he's only $5 richer than you! What they have they stole from you!! It's not fair we all can't have cushy $85K w/benefits jobs!!!
I don't know how they can stand to hang around each other on the internet every day. You can't post a pic without getting the third degree? What happened to basic manners? In the old school, you're not even supposed to notice one's things.
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Stinky may have gotten mad at Broderick for his rudeness, but it's nothing more than what his president is incubating. Kill and eat the rich, even if he's only $5 richer than you! What they have they stole from you!! It's not fair we all can't have cushy $85K w/benefits jobs!!!
I don't know how they can stand to hang around each other on the internet every day. You can't post a pic without getting the third degree? What happened to basic manners? In the old school, you're not even supposed to notice one's things.
I can't help but notice gross things though, like his nasty ashtray.