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Wash ,'Serenity'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
There was a black bear down east in NC raiding the carcass dumpster at a hog farm. Smithfield's not known for its humane or sanitary practices, and there would be pigs die of unknown causes probably inbreeding genetic anomalies, ABX-defeating bacteria, downright filthy conditions, overcrowding, a combination of everything. When they discovered the carcass, it would be hauled out to a specific dumpster and left for the animal control collectors to come the next day, or the day after.
Bear found himself a smorgasbord. NC black bears run 120-250 lbs, depending on food availability. When they shot this sucker and hauled him to the scales at the freight liner garage, he weighed more than 800 lbs. Ugliest bear anybody ever saw--like a football with a head, his skin so stretched out his fur was thin and sparse over the expanse of him.
Not your average bear.
Congratulations, Gud! All fingers crossed, Consuela and msbelle, and some of that good luck wafted Theo's way.
(You'd love Pug!)
(As long as he's in your house, not mine.)
I'm hoping that the super-awesome job~ma works quickly for 'suela, msbelle and Theo, and then I hope it can help me find something in PA.
How about naming the chihuahua Chi Chi Rodriguez?
...and hi, cliomusing, and welcome!
Wafting PA-job-finding ~ma directly to Maria. (and hugs. just 'cause.)
I'm really glad the kitty was tranqued and released. I knew jaguars were larger than leopards, but I had no idea cougar-puma-mountain lions were. Scale: tiger, lion, cougar, jaguar, leopard, cheetah, all those littlies like ocelots and caraculs? Is that how it goes?
Maybe his name is Les Nessman?
Ha!
Also, aurelia, my GOD would everyone at every show I've ever been part of have eaten up that drama! We'd've had to have scheduled a post-show session at an all-night liquor-licensed diner just to trade all the stories of what everyone saw from the front door, box office and front of house, and whatever the actors heard from propping the backstage exit doors open once the drama and the fight spilled out onto the sidewalk. Because if there's anything more delicious than someone else's crazy relationship drama, it's someone else's crazy relationship drama rehashed over booze and potato products at midnight. Good times, good times.
The apple (?) tree outside my kitchen window has gone from calico buds to starting the weddingcake frills bloom since 9 pm tonight. HELLO spring.
ohh has B'more gone all pink fuzz yet?