That depends a lot on what country you are a citizen of.No matter how much you saved for your retirement. Trust me on this one. Save more...
Whenever I block a shortcut, I pee on the logs/branches. That way, who ever the asshole is who's unblocking them, gets gnome pee on his hands.I just realized something from our ride last night.
About a week ago I blocked a straight cut strava line on this nice downhill trail. In under a month since I last visited the place, this shortcut had been well cut into the ground, leaving the outside corner completely untouched. I blocked that crap with moar crap, assuming some doucher would move it...
But nope, it remains blocked.
But on some trails closer to the city, someone keeps unblocking this tight line through some trees and over roots. It really is tricky, but its the way the trail was made; no walk in the park. They keep moving my branches and crap and going around the roots....
Caltrops...I just realized something from our ride last night.
About a week ago I blocked a straight cut strava line on this nice downhill trail. In under a month since I last visited the place, this shortcut had been well cut into the ground, leaving the outside corner completely untouched. I blocked that crap with moar crap, assuming some doucher would move it...
But nope, it remains blocked.
But on some trails closer to the city, someone keeps unblocking this tight line through some trees and over roots. It really is tricky, but its the way the trail was made; no walk in the park. They keep moving my branches and crap and going around the roots....
LOL I have done she same thing.Whenever I block a shortcut, I pee on the logs/branches. That way, who ever the asshole is who's unblocking them, gets gnome pee on his hands.
His foot or your foot? I would never eat my own foot. But someone else’s, maybe.
well it was his anterior tibialas, would you eat some else's leg.His foot or your foot? I would never eat my own foot. But someone else’s, maybe.
where the hell have you been?I just realized I've been a bike mechanic for 11 years. I'm cool with it too
My crawl space is full of dehydrated crack babies. Should I get a storage unit?No matter how much you saved for your retirement. Trust me on this one. Save more...
I'm not sure if this is just another crazy jdcamb story or if I should be really sad.[QUOTE = "Westy, post: 4292106, member: 3779"] My crawl space is full of dehydrated crack babies. Should I get a storage unit? [/ QUOTE]
When I was a little kid our neighbors house got robbed. He (Mr Jenner) had a dog named Ginger. Everyday after school I would walk the alleys between our houses and Mr Jenner would let out Ginger and I would play with her. That day Ginger was dead in our alley. The asshole who robbed Mr Jenner killed Ginger and threw her body over our fence. I had nightmares for years after that. The thought of you having dead crack babies in your crawlspace brings back those memories. Thank you....
Oh we know how loud our kids are... we've just built up an immunity to their annoying loudness.People from the Suburbs have no idea how loud their children are.
That would be, OhioInst the guy behind Alta motors in here? Could have remembered following his startup years ago.
Project Sapphire was a covert United States military operation to retrieve 1,278 pounds (580 kg) of very highly enriched uranium fuel intended for Lira-class submarines from a warehouse at the Ulba Metallurgical Plant outside Ust-Kamenogorsk in far eastern Kazakhstan, where it was stored with little protection after the fall of the Soviet Union.[7] The material, known as uranium oxide-beryllium, was produced by the Ulba plant in the form of ceramic fuel rods for use by the submarines. "The Kazakh government had no idea that this material was there", Kazakh officials later told Harvard's Graham Allison, a national-security analyst.[7] In February 1994 it was uncovered by Elwood Gift, an engineer from the Y-12 plant at Oak Ridge, Tennessee, stored in quart sized steel cans in a vault about twenty feet wide and thirty feet long. Some of it was on wire shelves while others were sitting on the floor. The cans were covered with dust.[7] Word soon came that Iran had officially visited the site looking to purchase reactor fuel. Washington set up a tiger team, and on 8 October 1994 the Sapphire Team flew out of McGhee Tyson Air National Guard Base in three blacked out C-5 Galaxycargo planes with 130 tons of equipment. It took the team six weeks, working twelve-hour shifts, six days a week, to process and can the 1,050 cans of uranium. The Sapphire Team finished recanning the uranium on 18 November 1994 at a cost of between ten and thirty million dollars (actual cost classified). The cans were loaded into 447 special fifty-five gallon drums for secure transport to the United States. Five C-5 Galaxys were dispatched from Dover Air Force Base, Delaware to retrieve the team and the uranium, but four were forced to turn back because of bad weather. Only a single C-5, carrying 30,000 pounds of supplies Tennesseans had donated for Ust-Kamenogorsk area orphanages, got through. Eventually a second C-5 arrived, and the two planes carried the uranium to Dover, from where it was transported to Oak Ridge to be blended down for reactor fuel.[7]