Monday: The day I find out I have aids.....
antihistamines probly wouldnt, a saline rise way up in that ***** (lean your head back off the bed, like when i throat **** you) and let it settle for a while. itl get allot of the gunk out and help **** dry. nasal steroids wont do dick if they cant get all up in there.
dr. dad says, find a better doctor
dr. dad says, find a better doctor
& 
looks like fail to me.
The dog in my pictures, ran until his paws were bleeding everywhere. Just to punk the **** outta the neighbor dog. For like... almost an hour straight.
it was awesome! he's a savage for sure.
The dog in my pictures, ran until his paws were bleeding everywhere. Just to punk the **** outta the neighbor dog. For like... almost an hour straight.
it was awesome! he's a savage for sure.
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The dog i showed you there is only like 6 in the US. They don't do warm weather at all, if you brought one here it'd probably die. They were bread to do those bobsled snow races
The Tamaskan Dog originates from Finland. Husky type dogs were imported from the USA in the early 1980’s. These were mixed with other dogs including Siberian Husky, Alaskan Malamute and a small amount of German Shepherd. The aim was to create a breed of dog which looked like a wolf which had high intelligence and a good working ability. More recently in order to improve bloodlines other dogs of husky type origins were integrated into the breeding program. Now the gene pool has been extended, Tamaskan Breeders can carry on mating only Tamaskan to Tamaskan and so creating a whole new breed of dog. Interest in the Tamaskan dog has been slowly increasing and there are now Tamaskan in UK, USA and across Europe, largely due to the efforts of The Tamaskan Register, the official registering body.
Although, you better know how to train dogs, and get ready to ditch your cat. People who have met mine, know...I've spent toooooooo much time making him learn things.
Looks like we skinned a few cats and let their fur stay everywhere.
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ya i'd never get a dog until I owned a house so it could run around the backyard. I'd feel bad keeping a dog trapped in a small *** apartment
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No Power since 4 an08
Where to start:
Power at Casa Los Oafes has been out since 1230 last Friday.
Not a big problem, as we have a wood stove for heat/cooking, gas stove/range, and a gas water heater.
The cause was a pine tree that a stupid neighbor refused to remove after being told it would most likely fall during the next storm.
So the tree topples over, across the road, and onto the 21kv lines going to our neighborhood.
The aluminum high tension lines snapped, cutting off electricity to our 100 house enclave.
The tree trimming contractor that PG&E uses was Johnny-on-the-spot about getting a crew to not remove the tree, but simply block the road further, thus preventing anyone from leaving or entering the area.
Luckily for me...and unluckily for the crew...Mrs Oaf called & told me all about this before I left the shop.
I packed up the "Complaint Dept" and a box of 230grain JHP shells, just in case.
I stopped a the local grocery store to pick up some extra non perishables and lite beer for the Mrs.
Sitting in the lot, I phoned my neighbor, who lives one house down from the where the tree fell, and asked if the road was still blocked.
He replied yes, but only because of the tree trimmer's supervisor on scene.
At the begining of my road, I noticed a PG&E crew.
I stopped & asked for an ETA on getting the power reconnected.
They didn't know, as all they were here for was to disconnect the "circuit" so the tree people could do thir thing.
After the crew told me the power was now off, I proceeded home.
1/2 a mile down my street, I was stopped by some guy proclaiming to be the scene manager.
As he was explaining to me that I could go no further, I openned the door, and stepped from my car.
He was jabbering to me about how I needed to stay in the car, the lines carried 21kv, blahblahblah.
I walked around him to see just how blocked the road was.
Just as I thought, it wasn't too bad...in fact, a garbage truck could probably squeeze through.
Walking back to my car, the "scene manager" attempted to place his overweight body between me and my car.
I tried to go around, but he insisted on blocking my way.
He blathered on about how he's in charge, how he'll decide on when the road is safe, etc.
When he paused, I asked him politely to move, so I could be on my way.
Quite smugly, with his arms crossed at the chest, he said no.
Again, I asked politely, but with a bit more volume, to please step aside.
He resumed his diatribe as I walked away from him, around my car, and to the side of the road where the two high tension power lines lay.
At this point, he's screaming at me to stay away from the lines, I'll die, etc.
Y'all should've seen the look on his face when I picked up both lines.
I then quietly walked around him, to my car, and continued on my way.
BTW...Saline sinus douche FTW!
Power at Casa Los Oafes has been out since 1230 last Friday.
Not a big problem, as we have a wood stove for heat/cooking, gas stove/range, and a gas water heater.
The cause was a pine tree that a stupid neighbor refused to remove after being told it would most likely fall during the next storm.
So the tree topples over, across the road, and onto the 21kv lines going to our neighborhood.
The aluminum high tension lines snapped, cutting off electricity to our 100 house enclave.
The tree trimming contractor that PG&E uses was Johnny-on-the-spot about getting a crew to not remove the tree, but simply block the road further, thus preventing anyone from leaving or entering the area.
Luckily for me...and unluckily for the crew...Mrs Oaf called & told me all about this before I left the shop.
I packed up the "Complaint Dept" and a box of 230grain JHP shells, just in case.
I stopped a the local grocery store to pick up some extra non perishables and lite beer for the Mrs.
Sitting in the lot, I phoned my neighbor, who lives one house down from the where the tree fell, and asked if the road was still blocked.
He replied yes, but only because of the tree trimmer's supervisor on scene.
At the begining of my road, I noticed a PG&E crew.
I stopped & asked for an ETA on getting the power reconnected.
They didn't know, as all they were here for was to disconnect the "circuit" so the tree people could do thir thing.
After the crew told me the power was now off, I proceeded home.
1/2 a mile down my street, I was stopped by some guy proclaiming to be the scene manager.
As he was explaining to me that I could go no further, I openned the door, and stepped from my car.
He was jabbering to me about how I needed to stay in the car, the lines carried 21kv, blahblahblah.
I walked around him to see just how blocked the road was.
Just as I thought, it wasn't too bad...in fact, a garbage truck could probably squeeze through.
Walking back to my car, the "scene manager" attempted to place his overweight body between me and my car.
I tried to go around, but he insisted on blocking my way.
He blathered on about how he's in charge, how he'll decide on when the road is safe, etc.
When he paused, I asked him politely to move, so I could be on my way.
Quite smugly, with his arms crossed at the chest, he said no.
Again, I asked politely, but with a bit more volume, to please step aside.
He resumed his diatribe as I walked away from him, around my car, and to the side of the road where the two high tension power lines lay.
At this point, he's screaming at me to stay away from the lines, I'll die, etc.
Y'all should've seen the look on his face when I picked up both lines.
I then quietly walked around him, to my car, and continued on my way.
BTW...Saline sinus douche FTW!