unfunnyryan

I'm with Mitch on this one. I've gone in with 4 different vehicles (only one of my own) to get work done and always been satisfied, and with my luck, that's pretty damn rare!

saw this too late - damn.

Another +1 for whempys, I've had some good times in their warehouse

You just proved my point Thanks

why was there a finish line in a 0-100 race...?

YOU GOIN' TA JAIL NOW YOU GOIN' TA JAIL NOW YOU GOIN' TA JAIL NOW

I love how when Romney won, most liberals, even in the media, readily accepted that Obama failed to give it his best and analyzed what he could have done better and what he should do to prepare for the next debate. Now... look at how conservatives, especially in the media, are reacting to their wonderboy getting his comeuppance when his lies are finally getting called out... they are complaining about Biden being too forceful, making Ryan the victim of some bitter old man. They can't admit that they came in second place during this debate and they can't bring themselves to admit that they need to change their strategy for the next debate. This is how people who also cast themselves as victims act; they always sing the same tune because they refuse to face the reality of their failures. This is why the GOP will fail for the rest of the campaign trail. One of the main reasons the GOP is such a successful political brand is because they never, ever acknowledge that they were wrong. They have a lunatic's certainty. It doesn't matter how badly they were defeated; they will stand up and brazenly tell you that they won. In a way, that's the core dynamic of politics in America. Democrats are looking for policy solutions and admit their own mistakes; they want to come to a compromise to find something that works. Republicans want political power and nothing but; they don't care about anything but being winners.

My feelings would be funneled through a shotgun if I caught them doing that shit and then got lied to about it. Except I would have to own something fast first.

mirror http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CkOaSEy4l6k

I'll make it look like chump change, Bush Bailouts: May 2008: Stimulus checks and tax cuts - $178 Billion Stimulus Package September 2008 - $200 Billion Stimulus Package – Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac Bailout September 2008 - $50 Billion Stimulus Package To Guarantee Money Market Funds September 2008 - $25 Billion Stimulus Package – Automakers Bailout September – November 2008 - $150 Billion Stimulus Package – AIG Bailout October 2008 - $700 Billion Stimulus Package – Banks Bailout Bush managed to spend 1.3 trillion on corporate welfare in a span of 6 months, versus PBS 445 million annually (0.03% of the above spending)

Cutting PBS, and other programs that offer early childhood education is a massive mistake. Kids who participate in developmental growth and educational programs are more likely to graduate high school and attend college than those that don't. Here's a study that outlines more benefits. http://usatoday30.usatoday.com/news/health/wellness/story/2011/02/Early-childhood-education-benefits-both-kids-taxpayers-study-says/43259964/1 Of course, the GOP platform has been based off keeping Americans dumb, so it isn't a surprise I guess.

Does hardwiring it work? Tales like this sometimes go from "I moved and it didn't work" to "I moved and spilled coffee on it but I think its cause I moved" or at least thats how it turns out when I'm trying to help people

You can usually tell which idiot is going to muzzle sweep you at least once at any range.

LOL

GF Drives '03 grand cherokee Brother has '13 Optima SX (it's fucking epic for a Kia) I drive a bucket

Reminder #21451 to always wear your eye protection.

No open carry though in texas

My guess was that a program that runs on boot (maybe antivirus?) was trying to update its own DNS entry (and failing) or trying to contact a server, but the servers address changed. Flushing the DNS erased all these known IP addresses and let it figure it out.

Well... When I was 13 years old I began to get really, really curious about sex and all things similar. People say that when boys approach that age they begin to get very horny. I was the exact same way as most boys, except I was willing to go a little bit further than just masturbating. It started out as masturbating, then when that started to get boring I'd start to masturbate in front of them without trying to get caught. You know, in the car under a blanket, in my room with the door open, etc. One time I even masturbated at my Grandma's family birthday party while I was sitting right next to my mom. But anyways, that's just some backround on how daring I would get. By the time I was 14 I had even started to get bored with some of the riskier stuff and I was desperately wanting to lose my virginity so I decided I'd go get a prostitute. It was the middle of summer and I lived in somewhat of a run down neighborhood. I was still middle class but many of my neighbors were definitely poor. It wasn't that hard to find a streetwalker, I'd seen them all the time and knew where their general spot was where they liked to hang out. I snuck out of my window and began to make my way down the street to a certain street corner where prostitutes liked to hang out. When I got there, there were two prostitutes walking around. I walked up to them and they gave me some strange looks. "How much for one of you?" I asked the younger looking one. She didn't take me seriously and kept telling me to "Go home, kid." I persisted for about 5 minutes and eventually she realized I wasn't kidding, I really wanted to buy her. She told me her price, I gave her some money (It was just recently my birthday, so I had some birthday money saved up as well as some from doing chores) and I told her to follow me. I walked back up the street to my house and we snuck in through the same window I had exited out of. Soon, I was on my bed losing my virginity to a prostitute. I had totally forgotten that my parents were home and just sleeping, so I didn't even think about the noise that was being made. Right before I finished I heard my mom or dad get up and turn on some lights. I began to panic. The thing I remember most is the prostitute kind of cared. I would have expected her to not care, she'd been paid. But she kept asking if I should hide in a closet or something since she didn't want me to get caught. I heard one of my parents coming down the stairs so I told her to get in the closet as she had suggested. Just as the closet door shut my dad walked into the room. "Thehealeroftri, were you masturbating?" My parents were religious, so this would have been a big deal for them. I played dumb, and acted like I didn't know what masturbation was. My dad sat down and awkwardly told me what it was all while the prostitute I had hired was still in the closet. This is by far the most awkward moment of my entire life. My dad told me goodnight and started to walk out of my room. The prostitute apparently thought it was a good idea to leave my closet at this time. She opened the door and walked out of the closet, not knowing my dad was still in the room apparently. My dad heard this, turned around and saw her then started screaming at me and her. "What the fuck is this tramp doing in my house? What the hell are you doing Thehealeroftri?" I felt awful, I still do, not because I got caught but because the poor prostitute was near tears. My dad was a really religious man, and this was the first time I'd ever heard him swear so much. The whole thing was just unreal. He exited the room screaming while my mom was asking what was going on. "I'm calling the fucking cops, right now, you stay right here, whore!" I kept telling the prostitute to exit through my window and run away but she said she wanted to take the fall so I wouldn't get in trouble. I was shocked, why would someone, especially a prostitute, do this? The prostitute started talking to me, "My older brother did almost this exact same thing when he was your age, he got in so much trouble and I think that it mostly could have been avoided if his hooker had just stayed and taken some of the fall." "I don't care, you're not even supposed to be here, I paid you, you can go." I kept saying as she stood there waiting. By this time my dad was waiting in the hallway and said some officers were on the way. The prostitute kept trying to give me a life lesson, "Let me tell you, don't get caught up with hiring prostitutes all the time, can you do that for me? Make this your only time, can you do that?" "Yes, I can do that." It was really awkward, because I really just wanted her to go. I didn't even know her and she was making the moment a lot more emotional than it needed to be. "Before I get arrested and try to take the blame, I need you to promise to never hire another prostitute again." "Ok", I replied. "I can do that." She walked towards the door after we heard a cop car pull up into the driveway. She said, "Before I go, I need something else from you." "What do you need?" "I need about tree fiddy." It was around this time I realized the prostitute was 8 stories tall and a crustacean from the paleolithic era. That goddamned Loch Ness Monster had gotten me again! "GODDAMNIT LOCH NESS MONSTAH, I ain't givin' you no tree fiddy!" And that's my story. My parents never did look at me the same after that and were always cautious about me whenever I was alone in my room. I'm pretty sure they still don't trust me. We never did mention it again though, and I never did tell them what the prostitute was doing while waiting for the cops. tl;dr: Hired a prositute at 14, I get caught and it gets really awkward

Well... When I was 13 years old I began to get really, really curious about sex and all things similar. People say that when boys approach that age they begin to get very horny. I was the exact same way as most boys, except I was willing to go a little bit further than just masturbating. It started out as masturbating, then when that started to get boring I'd start to masturbate in front of them without trying to get caught. You know, in the car under a blanket, in my room with the door open, etc. One time I even masturbated at my Grandma's family birthday party while I was sitting right next to my mom. But anyways, that's just some backround on how daring I would get. By the time I was 14 I had even started to get bored with some of the riskier stuff and I was desperately wanting to lose my virginity so I decided I'd go get a prostitute. It was the middle of summer and I lived in somewhat of a run down neighborhood. I was still middle class but many of my neighbors were definitely poor. It wasn't that hard to find a streetwalker, I'd seen them all the time and knew where their general spot was where they liked to hang out. I snuck out of my window and began to make my way down the street to a certain street corner where prostitutes liked to hang out. When I got there, there were two prostitutes walking around. I walked up to them and they gave me some strange looks. "How much for one of you?" I asked the younger looking one. She didn't take me seriously and kept telling me to "Go home, kid." I persisted for about 5 minutes and eventually she realized I wasn't kidding, I really wanted to buy her. She told me her price, I gave her some money (It was just recently my birthday, so I had some birthday money saved up as well as some from doing chores) and I told her to follow me. I walked back up the street to my house and we snuck in through the same window I had exited out of. Soon, I was on my bed losing my virginity to a prostitute. I had totally forgotten that my parents were home and just sleeping, so I didn't even think about the noise that was being made. Right before I finished I heard my mom or dad get up and turn on some lights. I began to panic. The thing I remember most is the prostitute kind of cared. I would have expected her to not care, she'd been paid. But she kept asking if I should hide in a closet or something since she didn't want me to get caught. I heard one of my parents coming down the stairs so I told her to get in the closet as she had suggested. Just as the closet door shut my dad walked into the room. "Thehealeroftri, were you masturbating?" My parents were religious, so this would have been a big deal for them. I played dumb, and acted like I didn't know what masturbation was. My dad sat down and awkwardly told me what it was all while the prostitute I had hired was still in the closet. This is by far the most awkward moment of my entire life. My dad told me goodnight and started to walk out of my room. The prostitute apparently thought it was a good idea to leave my closet at this time. She opened the door and walked out of the closet, not knowing my dad was still in the room apparently. My dad heard this, turned around and saw her then started screaming at me and her. "What the fuck is this tramp doing in my house? What the hell are you doing Thehealeroftri?" I felt awful, I still do, not because I got caught but because the poor prostitute was near tears. My dad was a really religious man, and this was the first time I'd ever heard him swear so much. The whole thing was just unreal. He exited the room screaming while my mom was asking what was going on. "I'm calling the fucking cops, right now, you stay right here, whore!" I kept telling the prostitute to exit through my window and run away but she said she wanted to take the fall so I wouldn't get in trouble. I was shocked, why would someone, especially a prostitute, do this? The prostitute started talking to me, "My older brother did almost this exact same thing when he was your age, he got in so much trouble and I think that it mostly could have been avoided if his hooker had just stayed and taken some of the fall." "I don't care, you're not even supposed to be here, I paid you, you can go." I kept saying as she stood there waiting. By this time my dad was waiting in the hallway and said some officers were on the way. The prostitute kept trying to give me a life lesson, "Let me tell you, don't get caught up with hiring prostitutes all the time, can you do that for me? Make this your only time, can you do that?" "Yes, I can do that." It was really awkward, because I really just wanted her to go. I didn't even know her and she was making the moment a lot more emotional than it needed to be. "Before I get arrested and try to take the blame, I need you to promise to never hire another prostitute again." "Ok", I replied. "I can do that." She walked towards the door after we heard a cop car pull up into the driveway. She said, "Before I go, I need something else from you." "What do you need?" "I need about tree fiddy." It was around this time I realized the prostitute was 8 stories tall and a crustacean from the paleolithic era. That goddamned Loch Ness Monster had gotten me again! "GODDAMNIT LOCH NESS MONSTAH, I ain't givin' you no tree fiddy!" And that's my story. My parents never did look at me the same after that and were always cautious about me whenever I was alone in my room. I'm pretty sure they still don't trust me. We never did mention it again though, and I never did tell them what the prostitute was doing while waiting for the cops. tl;dr: Hired a prositute at 14, I get caught and it gets really awkward

Pretty good deal and your wire organization is good for what the case gives you, which is a great sign of a well built system. Good luck!

I actually have one of these :masturboy: with manufacture date 1914. Where did you find workings mags? I only have the one that was found with the gun (in my grandmothers house)

Never seen that error, doesn't quite look like a windows one? maybe flush DNS just to see what happens http://www.whatsmydns.net/flush-dns.html

No one in here going to mention that 110C is way fucking hot? My shit will peak at 90C, but my god. memtest86. do et.

I'd use it. Drive 50 miles a year with it plugged in, and unplug it for the other 6000.