I know that’s right. We all fuckin love Ruth!

Possibly overrepresented on a couple Frank Zappa albums…

Pretty sure that’s John Coffey.

Well, there most certainly Was a cracked version as of year before last… Guy I kinda knew was doing aftertreatment deletes on the DD Platform engines, OneBox. You’d hear from him on the phone, get a laptop in the mail with all the software needed to get the job done, and that included the DDDL Professional… CAT, Cummins Insite, JPRO and other shit on there. Even the operating system was cracked on the thing, I got to see one of the laptops. Everything was done remotely. Or so I’ve heard… Fucker’s probably still gone, he was pulling time last I heard… Last time I was in a big pickle I did hit The Pirate Bay and a couple other torrent sites, but nothing found for DDDL, nothing I’d consider safe enough to fuck with, anyways. But, I’m beyond the limits of Standard already, so we’re trying to cut a deal on the Professional. In the end dollars are the only way to fix trucks these days. If ever a motherfucker runs for office with the intent of ending this fucking nightmare, I’m hitting the fuckin booth. And I’m a damn apolitical fuckin combat vet. My Dad and some of his farming buddies fought with vigor against those John Deere motherfuckers, so it was nice to see they made a tiny chip in the green armor. But, this shit truly needs to change. Very soon only the massive corporations will have access to the tools necessary to do a mechanic’s job. And that’s fucking shameful to know that I’m pretty fucking castrated at the job I’ve spent my whole life learning and doing. Filthy motherfuckers.

That’s pretty much what I thought… Company owner is in negotiations with our Freightliner guy at the moment looking at paying the even bigger bucks to you with the Pro version. What chaps my fuckin balls about it, though, is that up until recently Standard did all I needed it to do. It just fuckin pisses me off.

This is the reason I always swim on my back…

Harriet’s 168th. birthday party with Steve Irwin.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZD9M_WCXn3s

Because I have a “thing” about having those little floor-crunchies on my feet. Floating flooring is nice, but every little thing lays right on top of it… So instead of constantly dusting the bottoms of my feet off on my calves, I just throw on some house shoes. Freshly cleaned floors excepted.

Wide range, there. I love it!

Hahaaaa!! Fuck, I didn’t catch that shit!! Too fuckin funny to edit… Touche, s0x…

I’ve never typed Panera… Yet my dictionary has that shit over Pantera… This world has gone to shit… Fuck em all.

Gotta be Moonlight Sonata…

Maybe the Live 101 Proof version of Panera’s “War Nerve”

Or Freebird, maybe?

Stubborn Love or Angela, by the Lumineers?

Fuck… Depends on the day, but I’ll always go back to Moonlight…

Kuntz. Yep, said like That… As in Rusty Kuntz. Best baseball name in history:

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rusty_Kuntz

That’s true… And what I was (jokingly) referencing…

But, my Dad’s mother, my Granny…

She was a natural Lefty…

And musically inclined…

Her Daddy slacked the strings on the family guitar before he left for work…

She figured out how to tune that instrument…

Those in her church, later, made fun of her for playing backwards chords, because she was a lefty. .

She learned to play the other way, too… And she taught me both…

There’s so many sides and nuances to every thought in our lives…

It was a harmless joke, but it has roots in my reality…

This shit is so often much deeper than we think…

You made a fuckin hell of a statement, but it’s without context or understanding…

I was just making an off-handed joke…

There is a fucking shitload of lefties in baseball… Because it fucks with the righties when they’re batting…

Baseball?

That’s exactly what a fuckin boozer would say, also.

Although… I’ve been drinking since about October o’clock… so, what the fuck would I know about it, anyways.

(I say: they can stop anytime you want me to.)

Cheers!

Well… the conservatives used be “Staunch Democrats…” until the Nixon thing… I think every American knows that racism, and racists, severely flared-up when they felt like they had a kindred representative in Trump.

Catching a fish. Even seeing someone else catch a fish, especially kids catching fish. There’s nothing else quite like it. Pure excitement and joy.

Walked through a room… . Then slowly dragged through a bubbling pot of piss for 1976sec. Then beat-off-over for six rounds by well hung studs (for flavor and commitment) then shat through a bald eagle with a hawk skawk. Served on an olive tree plank with sturgeon caviar… And wrapped in a kevlar and leaded jacket?

Fuck you wondering about? It’s American breakfast!

And has realized that she left nothing behind… Other than compliance to Her Man…

Some like it like that, eh?

Baby, I feel like I been cat-grooming a fuckin Snatchsquatch. I got hot towels, a basin of hot water, clippers and a razor. Spread em. I’m killing that fuckin thing.