Greetings and Salutations!
OK
Just a short personal update.
Followed by a bunch of new memes. In this case, we’ve got updates on the Redhead and Addy. The two of them started school this past week. Red started second grade if you can believe it or not!
As you can see, since she lost that ONE toofus, her grill has started to re-align nicely. She might need some braces later, but hey, she’s gorgeous either way. I personally think she needs a couple of cheeseburgers as she’s thin-thin, but hey, she’s comfortable and wonderful, and I still have access to her despite me not being the bio-Gran so to speak.
And the other Gran?
Addy? Well she started Kindergarden:
She’s doing exceptionally well by ALL reports. The BabyDad had a close call recently however… seems he went to go fishing and the car slipped out of park and into neutral. Not sure how that happens per se, but even by his own admission, the car was a third-hand piece of shit. It apparently ran him over when he tried to stop it (dumbass) breaking a few ribs, and then the damned thing ended up in the river. Needless to say the car is a total loss.
Like WOWSERS man!
I’m glad the guy is OK as IF he’d gotten his chips cashed, DumbCunt would have been next in line to get Addy, and she’s been doing just fine where she is… no need to rock the boat if you will…
Le Sigh.
So otherwise, news out of the Kraine is the usual Bullshit… As in “…nothing to see here citizen, Russia is losing, please move along!” When in reality, my own personal estimates are about 1.5 million KIA on the Krainian side, and about 600k on the Russian side, and the shit ain’t over yet.
My analysis being based off on satellite pictures of Ukrainian DotMil Cemeteries which have quadrupled since the intial invasion. Add on the proof-positive (and utterly ignored by the Ministries of Propaganda and Lies here in the West) videos of the Krainians cremating their own fucking troops and just disposing of the cremains in order to avoid paying out the $250000 hryvnia death benefit that each family of a fallen soldier is owed…
Instead said roasted/cremated dude is listed as “MIA” or a “Deserter” and then the payout is either delayed or forfeited.
If I had to make a guess, it’s going to be an eventual “Babushka Revolution” there when enough mothers realize just how bad the situation is, and how they’ve been lied to and deceived by the Rat Face Krainfeld Jew. His ass is dead no matter who tries to give him shelter IMO.
As I’ve stated before, the Ukrainian SS units in WW@ were far more brutal and ruthless that the German SS elements. Historical fact there folks… when they decide to go full retard? Yeah… Krainfeld is a dead man walking.
Otherwise…
Dinner?
Tonight was Brekkie for Dinner as the Sou’fricans would call it:
Scrambled eggs, hash browns, snausages and bacon.
What’s not to like?
And then, the Memes for tonight as promised:
So More Later
Big Country
Back slidin for sure.
Good for your loyal readers.
Bad for Ol’ BCE.
Bring back one? Sure.
Bring back the Radio Shack.
But make it from the 60s-70s, when they sold PARTS, capacitors, resistors, ICs, things you could build with.
Absolutely!
THIS!
Both those babies are precious. Oldest will fill out by middle school. Youngest looks just like Gretchen.
Nature >> Nurture.
The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
It’s heartbreaking, but a slow ghosting and forgetting is the smart way to bet.
Obviously, too… they’re the hook to reel the car payments and health plan (attached to a very large obstreperous and inconvenient Celtic berserker) back in.
I’m glad the Grans are doing well, that’s great.
Regarding the Kraine, they are throwing 60 year old men into the meat grinder.
The “recruitment” guys (all of whom have never heard a shot fired in anger), shanghai your ass off the street and you are put in an old ratty uniform, given a crappy rifle and sent to the front with almost NO training. They are saying Ukrainian noobs are lasting HOURS on the front lines before they are killed.
The Ukrainians are out of troops and most of the money for food and weapons has been stolen by Zelensky and his buddies and is in Swiss bank accounts. The Russians are rubbing their hands together in glee as Zelensky is FINALLY sending the neo Nazi bastard Azov brigades forward into combat.
Watch, the Russians are going to throw everything they have at them and wipe those bastards OUT.
I predict in the next 8 weeks the Russians launch a major offensive once they are over the Dnieper River and they are capturing bridges as we speak. They have to wrap this up before the Fall rains begin and turn the country into a sea of mud as the Wehrmacht found out in WWII.
Trump and Putin I’m sure will discuss this weekend the end of Zelensky. The US and even the Europeans are sick of him. I predict he is going to have an end like our “good allies” the Diem brothers had in South Vietnam when we were done with them.
Don’t believe the US mainstream media or retired “generals”. Total lies and delusion… Trump this weekend is begging Putin for a ceasefire so the Ukraine Army doesn’t collapse.
As Russian Foreign Minister Sergei Lavrov told Judge Napolitano a few months ago “why the fuck would we agree to a ceasefire so the Ukrainians can build their forces back up” ?
Life is good with grand People who are young
You should start a fund if she needs braces.. We all came from a time when it was only for rich kids but appearance matters and I would donate to help her achieve all she can.
Radio Shack! Like Woodman preaches! Auschwitz or whatever or newest updated version is coming back anyway.
The grand daughters are looking great BC. Congratz. Sooner than you will be ready for, the nukular powered redhead will have boys sniffing around. None of whom you will approve of. You’ll probably have private thoughts that some of the little bastards could benefit from a deep hole in the ground. Just wanted to let you know, Brownells and others have that zero creep trigger available for (gasp) the AR platform. Their Duty trigger for the AR15 is 130 and comes in 3.5 lb or 5.5lb pull weights. Also either flat or curved profile. I’m not into ARs my own self but many on the board are. The Duty trigger will let your well crafted battle rifle be all that it can be and improve your accuracy. It’s a drop in replacement.
I’m actually thinking BC will just lay them out with his entrenching tool then quietly drag them off to an easy to dig spot.
Again, congrats on your cute grandbabies, BC. Take lotsa pictures. Before you know it they will be 15.
Shooter
Radio shack for the win, and enough $$ for a dozen or so old school rc (~1/2 mi controlled) cox engine powered vehicles. Amazing what those could carry aloft or otherwise! Lots of fun to play with. Grankids never forget who had their back in the end, blood or not. Your influence before now and from now on in the tiniest of things will have positive impacts you will not realize for years if ever but they know.
By the way wasn’t there a couple o posts back a bit that said something about a bicycle and umm exercise? You are eating right, have worked out a ride, have life’s adventure ahead, etc, was just askin for a friend ya know? Lol !
Seriously are there more refurbish things in the offing? I still have bb’s you might use if you ever send me your snail mail. I sent an email with a list but your life exploded and I don’t think it was any priority at the time. So just throwing out the offer stands.
Only thing I’m sure of in Ukraine is I am damn glad I am to old for that shitshow. Past my ability really sucks, but it does have it’s advantages. At least here I own the boat instead o riding along with other squids…….. 🙂 :).
Of course Red is thin…she probably has the metabolism of a humming bird.
And definitely Radio Shack.
I would do some sketchy shit for a pair of those Minimus 7 speakers, not to mention all the electronic components to start back on some of my mad scientist builds like the ultrasonic pain field generator and such.
ps.
This works for granddaughters as well, so I’ll just leave this right here…
Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you’d better be delivering a package, because you’re sure not picking anything up.
Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter. Not in front of me–ever until after you marry her, then not in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter’s body, I will remove them. You will no longer have hands.
Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don’t take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist. I’ve been meaning to take the high powered tool out of the packaging.
Rule Four: I’m sure you’ve been told that in today’s world, sex without utilizing a ‘Barrier method’ of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you. Any questions?
Rule Five: It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only small talk I need from you is your perfect driving record and the additional added side and corner airbags. In fact to keep it short, I really just need to know when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: ‘early.’
Rule Six: I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you or you are proposing marriage. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.
Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating my daughter. She is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don’t you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?
Rule Eight: The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka – zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual themes are to be avoided; movies which feature chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better. My daughter has HeyWAY on her phone, I monitor her GPS location every five minutes.
Rule Nine: Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and enough land behind the house. Do not trifle with me. I have a network of good attorneys. Your murder would only be my first offense–self defense.
Rule Ten: Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight, speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car – there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflage painted figure wearing a ghillie suit and holding a gun in the window is me.
Last comment may have been too big to post, so I’ll just leave this link here…
https://daddygotcustody.com/rules-for-dating-my-daughter/
Hahahaha! Excellent list, Sedition. I’ve heard a few of those in the past like #10 but never seen them all together. That’s what I was thinking about BC and the grand daughters.
You’ve heard about active stupid, active intelligent, lazy stupid, etc. I imagine. BC will be active hostile about boys around his girls. He’ll be the guy in rule 10.
Shooter
this is gonna seem harsh
i’m sorry BC but those aren’t your kids…
cut loose and get on with your life buddy
As you like to say BCE
Le SIGH.
While I understand your devotion to the little children your SWATTING, dog harming, stealing your money and car e ALSO knows this handle on you.
Help the littles, that’s your gentle nature but please keep yourself out of the grasp of the should be ex.
2 Peter 2:22
Of them the proverbs are true: “A dog returns to its vomit,” and, “A sow that is washed goes back to her wallowing in the mud.”
Hey man…Do yerself a favor n put a big scoop of wolf brand on those eggs.
Breakfast heaven in the mouth.
The (recent) past and present will influence the future, my step-kids and grands are my proof. Love them hard!
I’m glad I’m not the only one that wants Radio Shack back. Hope Tandy Leather comes back with them.
I think most here wanting Radio Shack missed the meme intent entirely. And why give a fuck about any European country? Let the Europeans settle their own affairs. Hopefully doing so by nuking/exterminating themselves for a better planer. Along with the dotindians/pakis and jooz/sand niggers.