Not much but bupkis, here.
Happy Birthday, Abe. 209 years young. Gun content: well there was that derri... nevermind.
"Why is my eye irritated? Am I getting pink eye? Will I wake up tomorrow with crust?" No, but I woke the next day and found an eyelash DEEP up in one corner. Ahhhh, relief. That explains it.
Had a drought around here. Needed about 4 inches of rain to catch up to normal levels. Sure enough, this weekend seems to have solved that. Don't listen to the Post. They lie. That was also 4 days ago, and the Post knew a big storm was a'comin', so they had to get up the "we're gonna dry up and die story" before the relief hit. I see you, 'Democracy Dies in Dankness.'
Lie? They'd quibble with that label. They deceptively stress a certain narrative.
My Buddy the Gun Enthusiast is so flush with cash he retired early last week. So jealous. Why is he flush with cash? Easy. He only buys budget firearms.
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Not a fan of Mr. Lincoln.
we know, BP.
Could have been worse. It could have been eye worms.
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