Weezer
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That should be everybody's goal. THe problem is that people like Pochahontas want to make you pay regular income tax on those gains. Gains that are received from putting 100% of YOUR money AT RISK.I'm making more now from investments than I did when I went to work every day.
You’re acting as if you know something about the victims and their families.Yeah, but selling that point around here hasn't been going well. Kinda hard to believe all those underage girls had so much free time and parents never seemed to miss them, but their lives were ruined because of Epstein and not the parents.
Weezer I learned at an early age, it ain't the size of the boy in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the boy. When I carried the KNS, one day waiting at the paper drop one of the other paperboys was hounding me unmercifully for being a runt or whatever. He was two years older and a whole head taller 'n me but I got so mad I leaped up and landed a left on his chin, and he went down like Stormy Daniels. Never bothered me again neither!Just how big a boy was he?
You’re acting as if you know something about the victims and their families.
I admittedly know very little to nothing about them.
I don't actually. I'm simply over the top on the thought that everybody seems to be a victim, and it's always somebody else's fault. It appears to be our national pastime or creed these days. Self reliance and self acceptance for faults seem to have died in the 1950s. I can't even begin to imagine how this country could handle WW2 or the Depression these days ... we have complete national meltdowns if someone uses a wrong term.
we = Liberals have meltdowns.
You ever heard of Roy Mercer? Notorious crank call comedian. That was one of his tag lines. "Just how big a boy are ya?"Weezer I learned at an early age, it ain't the size of the boy in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the boy. When I carried the KNS, one day waiting at the paper drop one of the other paperboys was hounding me unmercifully for being a runt or whatever. He was two years older and a whole head taller 'n me but I got so mad I leaped up and landed a left on his chin, and he went down like Stormy Daniels. Never bothered me again neither!
I don't actually. I'm simply over the top on the thought that everybody seems to be a victim, and it's always somebody else's fault. It appears to be our national pastime or creed these days. Self reliance and self acceptance for faults seem to have died in the 1950s. I can't even begin to imagine how this country could handle WW2 or the Depression these days ... we have complete national meltdowns if someone uses a wrong term.
It’s actually a rip-off of the original Leroy Mercer prank call that a Knoxville native (John Bean) did back in the 80sI’ve heard/seen the line but am not familiar with Roy Mercer.