<blockquote class="twitter-tweet"><p lang="en" dir="ltr">DOWN SIX ➡️ OT<br><br>What a rally from the Kings in the final eight seconds‼️ <a href="https://t.co/S8ZdACAh5E">pic.twitter.com/S8ZdACAh5E</a></p>— ESPN (@espn) <a href="https://twitter.com/espn/status/1545896272841678848?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw" >July 9, 2022</a></blockquote> <script async src="https://platform.twitter.com/widgets.js" charset="utf-8"></script>
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'Sup all?
Your pal Nasher's a tad late to the giant SBR daily cocktail party.
Been busier than a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest all day, from sun up, until now.
(Household business, shit that must be done, like utility bill payments, compiling the bi-weekly grocery order, compiling the Chewy online order for Tessie Dog and Cooper (The Wonder Dog)
Cooper (The Wonder Dog) needs the Chewey's and Petco's of the world because he's high maintenance, and that's because of the sole fact he's a thousand years old, he needs a diet that's healthy for older dogs' bones, plus he needs special doggy vitamins too.
Tessie Dog, on the other hand, she's a minimal maintenance bow wow. We could serve her up snail shit on a rusted tin can for dinner six times a week and she'd be perfectly happy, plus she's as healthy as a horse.
And I mean that both literally and figuratively.
I have a running joke here at casa de Nasher, Tessie Dog is so long and wide you could put a doggy saddle across her back, mount a monkey for a jockey in lieu of a human and she's all set to run in the Breeder's Cup for bitches instead of fillies and thoroughbreds.
The only bitch that could give Tessie Dog a run for her money in the Breeders Cup for bow-wows is Marvel, by the looks of her from your posted pics Daggles, I don't think Tessie Dog can handle Marvel.
But they would have a play date to remember, memories they'll take to their graves if their two paths should ever cross, that much I'm sure of, being they are both like-minded woofers.
So, I had all that going on today, plus the other usual standard operational bullshit, I was occupied all day, and as I said at the top of this post, shit that needs to get done when the day comes that Tessie Dog masters the fine art of eCommerce and can order food online for herself, and she miraculously develops opposable thumbs and is able to hold a pen in her Tessie paws (claws?) and write the checks for her "Daddy" (that being your pal Nasher) then I wouldn't need to do this every other Saturday.
I analyze shit 12 hours a day Mon-Fri, one of the tacit unwritten rules I try to live life by is trying to do as little thinking as possible on weekends.
Mainly because it hurts to think on the weekends.
Oh, in case you're keeping score at home (and I know you are) This is what I did.
The fish netted (see what I did there? Did ya? Did ya?) me 148 dollars last night, one hundred dollars at +148
I hid forty-eight dead presidents deep in my wallet, that's your pal Nasher's secret stash of mad money, no one needs to know about a stinking 48 dollars anyways, then I reinvested the original one hundred I posted up last night and bet the Beantown Red Hose at +145.
That game was tied in the sixth inning the last time I checked.
Even if the Bronx Bombers defeated the Townies in the late innings, I split the two bets from last night and tonight, and I still have those 48 dollars I hid deep in the bowels of my wallet that nobody needs to know about.
When is splitting two sports wagers (win/loss) a winning proposition?
The correct answer would be if you spot play solely MLB underdogs, silly.
Proving yet again, Mrs. Nasher didn't raise any dumb dumbs.Comment -
Mornin boys.
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Sup
I ate 2 bean and cheese burritos last night
Odds are I’m gonna have a Nasher-type day today
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I have some thoughts on this overall. I'm not fully aware of the context here (and in true SBR fashion I'm just going to spout off without going back through what I presume to be pages of posts in this thread).Of course it's fair.
If one's aim is to make the President of the country look like he's demented to the rest of the world, with fake evidence, then yes of course it's unpatriotic.
When it comes to being a victim of misinformation and manipulation, I never hold it against the anyone, initially. But once they've been corrected and been shown where they have gone wrong, yet continue to spread the misinformation, it becomes a different issue altogether.
These are the problems, not innocent victims of misinformation simply because they lack critical thinking skills or trivial knowledge. It's the not so innocent "vicitms" that I lament.
The intentional misinfo spreaders, and those that really don't know better, but not because they haven't been told, but because they can't process something that isn't direct propaganda.
The producers of such misinformation are rampant on both sides of the aisle. I LOVE conspiracy theories. I LOVE reading about them, hearing about them, discussing them, and researching them. 99% of them are complete trash and have MAJOR plot holes throughout. I still love hearing about them.
Looking at conspiracy theories through the lens of being Science Fiction, Historical Fiction, etc they're wonderful. They make for wonderful stories and tall tales. I'm talking about things like the moon landing, area 51, Iran-Contra, the CIA drug trade, etc.
As to the political side these days, who the F knows. I would argue it's near impossible for anyone to actually do the full research. Even a small community of researchers would likely be unable to discern the lies from the truth. I would argue we're all a victim to this.
Via a former CIA director: ""We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false"
I think expecting regular Americans who do not view conspiracy theories (or misinformation/propaganda) as merely science fiction are going to have a rough go of it. I wouldn't expect most Americans to have that filter, or the time to tune that filter. Instead we've become a population that merely skims headlines and regurgitates it everywhere as fact.
This is just my .02, and it's probably flawed to begin with.
#IAMKVB
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Have I ever told you that you're my hero?
I do believe I have, multiple times at that.
I'll take that bet that you're in line for a Nasher type gas filled day.
That's a beautiful thing, if you think about it, a good fart is as good as a good sexual related orgasm, maybe even better.
They're pretty much the same really, the difference being one orgasm results in a sticky white colored substance, the other orgasm comes in a gas form that you can't see, but trust me, you know it's there.
The common denominator is both orgasms usually results with a smile on your face and that little tear drop of joy in the corner of your eye.
I think I told you the day after July Fourth (that would be July Fifth, if you're keeping score at home, and I know you are) I gave Tessie Dog some left over BBQ sausage knowing full well that it's not the healthiest food to feed her and I knew what the end result was going to be (End result? Did you see what I just did there, did ya? did ya?)
Well as sure as shit, (if shit can be sure) Tessie Dog was ripping them like Popeye the Sailor Mab after polishing off a couple o' cans of Birdseye spinach.
Forget about you're pal Nasher, the real fart champion stands on four legs, not two legs, and she answers to the name of Tessie Dog.
You know here, you love her, you can't live without her. Ask for by name and accept no imitations, you'll be glad you did.Comment -
Nasher, did you see that Popeye will no long be The Sailer MAN?
Moving forwardhe’sit’s going to be non-binary
Oh and Popeye is also gonna stop chasing pussy. Yup, the love triangle between Popeye The Sailer Non-Binary and Olive Oil is no more.Comment -
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Do you know how Popeye keeps his cokk from getting rusty?
He sticks it in olive oil.Comment -
Not just Popeye, Bluto wanted to get into Olive's panties too.
That Olive Oyl mist have given some serious mind numbing skull.Comment -
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Speaking of Bricks…. Wheres Fidels?
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Speaking of farts, and we're always speaking of farts, the reason why they're so stinky is because while we're swallowing our food we are also swallowing air as well.
Air as we all know carries a lot of stinky gasses.
Mix up those stinky gasses with the stinky food that travels around stinky innards, like intestines', is it any wonder why our farts stink.
Most people would be ashamed to be armed with all this fart information.
Me, I'm proud of all things farty.
Some of the best jokes ever involve a fart in the punch line.Comment -
Speak for yourself. My farts smell good
I’ve smelled em, I know.Comment -
Most people clam up when they hear these dreaded words.
"Who cut the cheese"?
Me?
If I dealt it, if I ripped it, and if it's a real good one ,you know the type, the fart that clears out not just a room but an entire floor of rooms, the kind of fart that hours later takes on an entire brand new identity and gains even greater strength. I'll stand up proudly, raise my hand and say "That's mine, not only do I smell it, I dealt it. Pretty good one, huh?"
If you don't love my farts, you don't love me.Comment -
Just got off the phone with my Vietnam Vet Dad.
I learned two things today:
1. in regards to grenades, 4 seconds are not always 4 seconds
2. There are two things in this world that are absolutely useless:
A. A women who won’t fuk
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Btw, have I mentioned that this guy fuks?
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Appreciate those words Daggles, thanks.
Took a couple of shots the past few days on a couple of what I perceived to be live +190 barking bow wows.
Both gave me a good run for my money, but it was what is was, close but no cigar losses.
In both instances (the Nats today) are games I would not usually bet stone cold cash on, but for this type of tournament you have to try from time to time.Comment -
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