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Where are your manners? Elbows off the table!
How most Airborne Rangers exit a C5
I got one of these recently. It’s nice to have no def.For page 4440, here's my 4440. Bought this in April. The hour meter said 4380 hours. The oil filter had the last oil changed at 4227 hours last year in July. It was built in 1981. Quad Range transmission.
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That was a morning oil check three weeks ago. That oil has had 50 hours of PTO RPM, and it still looks that clean.
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105° outside and the temp gauge stayed in the middle of the green. I believe I got a good one. No computers, no DEF. It will probably live longer than I do.
It'll still jam....
You should have seen the stuff in our house when we bought it. If two nails would hold it, it had 15. The walls were plaster and like 8" wide strips of drywall with big holes drilled in it. New take on plater and lattice, the dry wall was nailed about every inch. I almost feel like I spent more time pulling nails when we remodeled this house than anything else. There were even extra nails in the tack strips for the carpet. I think the nail thing is just in some people's DNA.View attachment 8237613View attachment 8237614tow nailed and screwed,not even steps but bathroom wall
Don't be shy. Tell me why you want porn in school? Is it the same reason you want kids to play with your ass. I got something for you ChoMo.You and your spawn can lovingly tongue bathe my asshole. I don't answer to you karen.
Did you learn this type of behavior from your childhood abuser?You and your spawn can lovingly tongue bathe my asshole. I don't answer to you karen.
Oh! It's the most having post YOU'VE ever read!"This might be the most narcissistic, primary character syndrome having post I've ever read."
From Trash to Treasure: the Rescue of “Greggery the Peccary”
Jan 2, 2020 By Tucson Wildlife Posted in Featured Rescues
From Trash to Treasure: the Rescue of “Greggery the Peccary”
This adorable javelina was found in an in-ground trash can, surrounded by discarded bottles and rubbish. Unable to escape after falling in, the baby was left stranded and alone until a crew of construction workers found him. After calling TWC for advice, our rescue team went out to capture the little peccary. With no herd in sight, the orphaned javelina was brought back to our wildlife hospital where an assessment by our wildlife veterinarian determined he had symptoms of common winter pneumonia and needed medical treatment.
Take it to PMs already and set the date. This isn’t the place.Oh! It's the most having post YOU'VE ever read!
That means something coming from you, the authority on primary character posting.
Two Wilson Combat Professionals and a Kimber Aegis Elite Pro and they don’t be Jammin so my African American associates (I don’t have friends of any persuasion) don’t like ‘em!!!
Bought my first house at 22 years old. It was built in 1967, and the previous owner was an idiot. For 19 years I repaired and remodeled that house. (Do not remodel a house you live in).You should have seen the stuff in our house when we bought it. If two nails would hold it, it had 15. The walls were plaster and like 8" wide strips of drywall with big holes drilled in it. New take on plater and lattice, the dry wall was nailed about every inch. I almost feel like I spent more time pulling nails when we remodeled this house than anything else. There were even extra nails in the tack strips for the carpet. I think the nail thing is just in some people's DNA.
Our old house too, there was a rip in the carpet someone had "fixed" when it was a rental, by putting I would say 200-300 small nails in about 24"x12" area. I spent about 2 hours with vice grips pulling them all out, so I could refinish the hardwood floor underneath.
We (I) remodelled the first house we bought, one cubic inch at a time. Stole it in 1986 and sold it for triple our money in 1994. It was 2 blocks from a little company called "Microsoft".Bought my first house at 22 years old. It was built in 1967, and the previous owner was an idiot. For 19 years I repaired and remodeled that house. (Do not remodel a house you live in).
I built a new house on a different piece of property. And sold the old one, at a profit. I'm willing to build a new house again. I am not willing to remodel one again.
Fire your sonNo injuries. It was a sub, so just a squib in the throat.
The real bitch of it was he didn't tell me.A couple weeks later, I was going to shoot that rifle and couldn't chamber a round. Then I checked the mag, found a mix of 223 and 300blk.
I found a squib in my MPX, too.
It was his bachelor party weekend, and I left several toys out for them but wasn't here. He was 22 at the time, and had been shooting since he was 6. Even if his buddies didn't, he should have known WTF he was doing.
ETA: The assholes didn't clean out my smoker, either!! It was a couple months before I used it after that weekend, and found the water bowl full of mold!!![]()
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April 2017, and he hasn't laid a finger on 1 of my guns since.That would have been a "don't touch my shit" point for me.