Celebrate the freedoms we have living in America safely with family and friends Please don't let children handle fireworks . Be sure that those fireworks are set off by adults that have been consuming adult beverages, the entire day ~
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And a happy Independence Day to you and Connie, Alan.
Happy Birthday America. We are a Great Nation with a unique culture, which includes a glorious history of making things go BOOM.
From SoCal, Wishing all my knucklehead SOC friends a safe and great day of celebrating Independence Day!
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You're looking muy guapo Jim!
Thank you, my brutha! I always feel muy guapo driving around in my little Speedster.
Hey Jim, is that your yearly July 4th spin course by the shore line
IaM-Ray posted:Hey Jim, is that your yearly July 4th spin course by the shore line
Nope. That's his every single day of his miserable life spin along the shore line. Bwaaa Haaaa
I kid, I kid.
"Hey Jim, is that your yearly July 4th spin course by the shore line". - @IaM-Ray
"Nope. That's his every single day of his miserable life spin along the shore line. Bwaaa Haaaa". - @Robert M
Bwaaaa Haaaaa! I must share my Guaponess with as many bystanders as possible on my routine cruise along the coastline. Otherwise, there would be a rift in the Guamanian force binding the cosmos!
Guaponess, aka guapocity, increases logarithmically as it is shared. Jim is close to reaching critical mass of guapocity, a point at which none of us will be able to resist his attractive force. When that point is reached we will all be stuck within the guapvent horizon wherein we will spend eternity quaffing refreshing adult beverages orbiting around a fire pit similar to the one at the hotel in Shippensburg, but without the smell of pig poop.
Yeah, I’ve gotten a head start on the “refreshing adult beverages” part. Mmmm, beer! 🍺
(psst: it was cow poop, Lane. Get your livestock smells right, man.)
Happy Independence Day!
My Stingray friend let us tag along with them for the local parade. The kids had a blast throwing candy from hubcaps.
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Lane Anderson posted:Guaponess, aka guapocity, increases logarithmically as it is shared. Jim is close to reaching critical mass of guapocity, a point at which none of us will be able to resist his attractive force. When that point is reached we will all be stuck within the guapvent horizon wherein we will spend eternity quaffing refreshing adult beverages orbiting around a fire pit similar to the one at the hotel in Shippensburg, but without the smell of pig poop.
Yeah, I’ve gotten a head start on the “refreshing adult beverages” part. Mmmm, beer! 🍺
In Jim’s case, Guapooppolis has been met. Hold the ladies close gentlemen, the guano is strong with this one ... Darn spellcheck keeps changing that word! No offense oh great one!