Salvador Bowie with a hint of Hunter S. Thompson and a dash of Ian MacKaye.
I found a really niche state patrol office to pay a fix-it ticket. It was on the third story of an off site parking garage for a mall type thing. With only two “visitor” spaces. There were like 4 cops in this tiny office just yucking it up when I walked in. They all did the “oh look busy now!” dance when I surprised them. I think this was one of those “put him on desk duty so he’ll still get a paycheck while he gets cleared” type places. Nice enough for cops, but they had that shitty kid just got away with something vibe, bigtime.
if it slapped me in the face and threw the glove at my feet I would take it as an insult and demand a duel. pistols at dawn.
Getting to the point in life where you realize how the sausage is made, packaged, marketed, distributed, sold, cooked, consumed, digested, defecated, flushed, mixed with other waste, and either separated into solids and liquids or dumped into the ocean will do that to you.
I can program a VHS machine to record a show while I’m not at home. Bow to your GOD.
10 lengths of 10 foot 1/2" copper pipe. when I bought it it was cheaper than now by a lot. I ended up never using it for plumbing because we went with a larger diameter and different material. Now I have the coolest patina curtain rods ever.
I feel like its a two on one