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Post by 🔪 silly buns on Nov 19, 2016 8:07:42 GMT -5
Joke 1: What crazy Doctor Strange/Inception world are you driving in?!?! Joke 2: They said electing Trump would turn the world on its side, but I didn't think they meant it literally! Joke 3: And I call it... The Aristocrats! Text your vote to 555-123-4567. Fixed. Also, BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHM!!!
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Post by Floyd Dinnertime Barber on Nov 20, 2016 20:28:36 GMT -5
For the second time yesterday I drove by an antique/flea market type store called "The Picker Knows", and both times I've thought in full 30's radio narrator voice "Who knows what lurks in the attics of grandmas? THE PICKER KNOWS!" Picker Knows? I hardly know her! Sometimes my inner 8 year old has to express itself.
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Post by repulsionist on Nov 23, 2016 12:10:21 GMT -5
A pair of port-a-pottys receiving gingerly treatment as they were lowered by crane from a new high-rise build in Bellevue, WA.
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Post by Jean-Luc Lemur on Nov 29, 2016 14:47:06 GMT -5
A bunch of people of Chinese descent struggling with their Chinese language exercises being coached by a white girl speaking perfect CCTV newscaster Mandarin.
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Post by Liz n Dicksgiving on Nov 30, 2016 12:48:23 GMT -5
Fox poop on my front walk! Would have been more exciting to see the actual fox, but I take what I can get.
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Post by Mrs David Tennant on Nov 30, 2016 12:59:13 GMT -5
Fox poop on my front walk! Would have been more exciting to see the actual fox, but I take what I can get. Please tell me how you determined it was fox poop. Is it different than a dog?
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Post by Buon Funerale Amigos on Nov 30, 2016 13:06:29 GMT -5
Fox poop on my front walk! Would have been more exciting to see the actual fox, but I take what I can get. Please tell me how you determined it was fox poop. Is it different than a dog? Smaller, and full of strange things. But not as strange as raccoon poop.
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Post by Liz n Dicksgiving on Nov 30, 2016 13:43:21 GMT -5
Please tell me how you determined it was fox poop. Is it different than a dog? Smaller, and full of strange things. But not a strange as raccoon poop. Exactly!
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Post by Jean-Luc Lemur on Dec 1, 2016 2:25:10 GMT -5
Someone using a big newspaper bag to pick up clean up chihuahua pellets
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Post by 🔪 silly buns on Dec 1, 2016 8:58:37 GMT -5
The sun. It's been a while and I was thrown off and thought I was running late for work. It just felt so weird seeing it, especially after the cloudy weather we've had here for what's felt like weeks.
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Post by ganews on Dec 1, 2016 10:10:04 GMT -5
Technically, it was last night: a white guy in Chinatown walking outside in jeans and flip-flops. It was only drizzling at that moment, but it had been raining steadily on and off all day as it was forecast to do. This guy made a conscious decision to go out and drag his toes and pant legs through dirty standing puddles of street water. Gross.
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Post by songstarliner on Dec 1, 2016 18:51:04 GMT -5
Wild turkeys. In the city! SO MANY TURKEYS!
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Post by SLOW on Dec 1, 2016 20:46:15 GMT -5
Wild turkeys. In the city! SO MANY TURKEYS!
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Post by Mrs David Tennant on Dec 1, 2016 20:48:07 GMT -5
An ambulance with its lights on outside Outback Steakhouse.
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Post by Superb Owl 🦉 on Dec 5, 2016 10:50:25 GMT -5
A man stepping out of his truck to drop off his kids at school rocking the definitely-seasonally-appropriate outfit of 90's Iowa Hawkeyes Starter jacket, shorts, and shower shoes.
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Post by rimjobflashmob on Dec 5, 2016 11:34:15 GMT -5
SNOW!
It's not sticking, but holy shit! This isn't supposed to happen in the Pacific Northwest!
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Post by Floyd Dinnertime Barber on Dec 13, 2016 9:35:11 GMT -5
(yesterday) A license plate saying GOCORN, a checkout person in the feed store wearing elf ears, two senior citizens in Santa hats arguing in the grocery store, someone in a gorilla suit and Santa hat standing beside the road, waving a sign for a payday loan place.
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Post by Jimmy James on Dec 17, 2016 9:19:27 GMT -5
Technically yesterday, when I managed to go a full 24 hours without internetting. Drove from Atlanta up to Richmond, through both Carolinas- South Carolina is marked by the Giant Peach Butt on the side of I-85, as well as the plethora of fireworks stores- CRAZY STEVE doesn't know how to orient his letters vertically, but BIG ZACK does. DADDY JOE in the entirely different business* of barbecue made the same wacky partially-rotated font choice as Steve, so my copilot and I amused ourselves concocting a story of Joe as Steve's daddy, scorning his crazy son for leaving the family business. * I suppose if you barbecued meat by attaching it to a Roman candle or somesuch, you would be the most South Carolina person ever. There's some reflection from the window, but this is the last picture of Atlanta I took before I moved away:
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Post by Liz n Dicksgiving on Dec 20, 2016 13:54:14 GMT -5
A hawk on a branch right outside my bedroom window, eating some small animal. I hope it was the vole that lives (lived?) in my garden.
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Post by Albert Fish Taco on Dec 21, 2016 9:18:09 GMT -5
For the second time yesterday I drove by an antique/flea market type store called "The Picker Knows", and both times I've thought in full 30's radio narrator voice "Who knows what lurks in the attics of grandmas? THE PICKER KNOWS!" I'd assume it's a reference to the joke that you can pick your nose (picker knows) , you can pick your friends, but you can't pick your friends' nose. I've also herd it as you can't pick your relatives, which is fitting as I'm guessing most of the goods got there from dead unloved relatives
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Post by ganews on Dec 21, 2016 9:26:47 GMT -5
This morning walking to my building I saw this sign advertising the repair work going on at the facility. Look at the supports for this thing; this was built by the people hired for the construction.
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Post by Ben Grimm on Dec 21, 2016 9:42:59 GMT -5
Some giant ball in the sky of what looks like fire of some sort. Can't remember seeing anything like that before, at least not recently.
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Post by Floyd Dinnertime Barber on Dec 21, 2016 12:28:34 GMT -5
For the second time yesterday I drove by an antique/flea market type store called "The Picker Knows", and both times I've thought in full 30's radio narrator voice "Who knows what lurks in the attics of grandmas? THE PICKER KNOWS!" I'd assume it's a reference to the joke that you can pick your nose (picker knows) , you can pick your friends, but you can't pick your friends' nose. I've also herd it as you can't pick your relatives, which is fitting as I'm guessing most of the goods got there from dead unloved relatives I've heard a couple of variations of that over the years "You can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can't wipe your friends under the driver's seat." -One of my Uncles"You can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can't wipe your friends under your saddle." -Richard Kinky "Big Dick" Friedman
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Post by Floyd Dinnertime Barber on Dec 21, 2016 12:34:40 GMT -5
Yesterday:
A burned out semi tractor and trailer alongside the interstate. Several miles of abandoned railroad track, that still has signals and a trestle in place, but with weeds, brush and even the occasional small tree growing between the rails. An ambulance with it's lights flashing in the parking lot of a K Mart.
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Post by Mrs David Tennant on Dec 21, 2016 14:53:07 GMT -5
Nothing! It's the start of my break and I'm still in my PJs!
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Post by Floyd Dinnertime Barber on Dec 21, 2016 20:50:20 GMT -5
A guy in a county jail jumpsuit gassing up a cop car and A huge Christmas tree set up right in the middle of the street
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Post by The Stuffingtacular She-Hulk on Dec 23, 2016 9:25:35 GMT -5
The river was so still and calm that it was like a glass mirror. I haven't enhanced this except to brighten it just slightly to account for the window of the train I was on at the time.
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Post by ganews on Dec 26, 2016 20:25:17 GMT -5
You know how Jesus on the cross has the sickest, ripped abs? No wonder, dude has been doing crunches since he was a baby.
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Post by Dellarigg on Dec 28, 2016 9:20:21 GMT -5
Not technically outside, as I was drifting through a big dept store (practically floored), but anyway.
I passed by a man who called out to one of the shop assistants: 'Excuse me, sir. What was the name of the Spanish artist with the whiskers?' Here he used his fingers to exhibit imaginary whiskers that twirled luxuriantly at the end. The assistant wandered over with a tip of the tongue look on his face and said, 'Ahh ... I can picture him, I can picture him.' Since it's Xmas and I was passing within earshot, I called over, 'Salvador Dali.' The man said, 'Yes, Salvador Dali! Thank you, sir - I knew you looked like an artist.' We were in the furniture department. I went on with my day.
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Post by Floyd Dinnertime Barber on Dec 28, 2016 12:44:43 GMT -5
Not technically outside, as I was drifting through a big dept store (practically floored), but anyway. I passed by a man who called out to one of the shop assistants: 'Excuse me, sir. What was the name of the Spanish artist with the whiskers?' Here he used his fingers to exhibit imaginary whiskers that twirled luxuriantly at the end. The assistant wandered over with a tip of the tongue look on his face and said, 'Ahh ... I can picture him, I can picture him.' Since it's Xmas and I was passing within earshot, I called over, 'Salvador Dali.' The man said, 'Yes, Salvador Dali! Thank you, sir - I knew you looked like an artist.' We were in the furniture department. I went on with my day. If those were the first six lines of your novel, i would read it.
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