Fact or Fiction?

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Wait, am I sitting on my fat ass or raping sheep? Cause let me tell you, that is hard work man. It can't be one or the other.
So far on my day off I’ve done pads and rotors on my Mercedes and framed two load bearing walls. And I’m headed to the lumber yard for material for collar braces and bearing wall supports on a hip roof. Attic is about 3.5’ at the peak.

And it’s not even 1:00 yet. 😉
 
So far on my day off I’ve done pads and rotors on my Mercedes and framed two load bearing walls. And I’m headed to the lumber yard for material for collar braces and bearing wall supports on a hip roof. Attic is about 3.5’ at the peak.

And it’s not even 1:00 yet. 😉

Schroedinger's shitlib class warfare: a hard workin', salt of the earth chap, worth millions and simultaneously spends literally every second of every day reposting boomer occupy democrats talking points he got from his aunt glenda on facebook
 
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Once again, fact or fiction?
 
So far on my day off I’ve done pads and rotors on my Mercedes and framed two load bearing walls. And I’m headed to the lumber yard for material for collar braces and bearing wall supports on a hip roof. Attic is about 3.5’ at the peak.

And it’s not even 1:00 yet. 😉
What a hero 😅
 
I haven't been able to walk for a week - I stuffed my knee working on the roof. I had to unscrew all the gutter guard around an awning where you can't work from below, pull all the tiles back on the bottom course to remove it then clean the gutters out and there was buckets of fine shit in there. Then screw it all back on and pull the tiles down which is hard when you're standing on the roof because they overlap and I have solar panels weighing down a few coarses further up. I think I've torn my mensicus. So that was last Saturday and today is Sunday eight days later - it's settled down a little but I'm still hobbling around.
 
I haven't been able to walk for a week - I stuffed my knee working on the roof. I had to unscrew all the gutter guard around an awning where you can't work from below, pull all the tiles back on the bottom course to remove it then clean the gutters out and there was buckets of fine shit in there. Then screw it all back on and pull the tiles down which is hard when you're standing on the roof because they overlap and I have solar panels weighing down a few coarses further up. I think I've torn my mensicus. So that was last Saturday and today is Sunday eight days later - it's settled down a little but I'm still hobbling around.
Roof and gutter work is always a bad job for anyone. Rest up.
 
I haven't been able to walk for a week - I stuffed my knee working on the roof. I had to unscrew all the gutter guard around an awning where you can't work from below, pull all the tiles back on the bottom course to remove it then clean the gutters out and there was buckets of fine shit in there. Then screw it all back on and pull the tiles down which is hard when you're standing on the roof because they overlap and I have solar panels weighing down a few coarses further up. I think I've torn my mensicus. So that was last Saturday and today is Sunday eight days later - it's settled down a little but I'm still hobbling around.
Shit... Hope you have a speedy recovery. Knee injuries suck ass.
I haven't torn my meniscus, but about 15 years ago I did pop something in my knee to the point I had to have some minor surgery. It took a while for me to not walk with a slight limp.
 
I haven't been able to walk for a week - I stuffed my knee working on the roof. I had to unscrew all the gutter guard around an awning where you can't work from below, pull all the tiles back on the bottom course to remove it then clean the gutters out and there was buckets of fine shit in there. Then screw it all back on and pull the tiles down which is hard when you're standing on the roof because they overlap and I have solar panels weighing down a few coarses further up. I think I've torn my mensicus. So that was last Saturday and today is Sunday eight days later - it's settled down a little but I'm still hobbling around.
Rest up mate.
 
I haven't been able to walk for a week - I stuffed my knee working on the roof. I had to unscrew all the gutter guard around an awning where you can't work from below, pull all the tiles back on the bottom course to remove it then clean the gutters out and there was buckets of fine shit in there. Then screw it all back on and pull the tiles down which is hard when you're standing on the roof because they overlap and I have solar panels weighing down a few coarses further up. I think I've torn my mensicus. So that was last Saturday and today is Sunday eight days later - it's settled down a little but I'm still hobbling around.

hope you're doing well and on the mend.
 
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To my dearest darling,

I know what the Aussies say. They think it's all a big joke. But what they don't get is that our relationship isn't about some tacky one-liner. It's about a shared history. For generations, your kind has been the woolly heart of this country, keeping the lights on and the rest of us in jumpers.

I remember the day I first saw you, a little lamb wobbling on those skinny legs. You've grown a bit since then, put on a bit of weight, which I happen to find quite becoming. Your fleece, thick and a little bit matted, is more beautiful to me than any fancy merino wool. It tells a story of the cold southerlies you've weathered and the long, lazy summers you've enjoyed.

When the dog and I come calling, and you finally shuffle over with that suspicious look in your eye, it makes my day. A quiet moment in the long grass, the wind rustling, and just the two of us. I wouldn't trade it for anything.

All my love,
Your one and only @JDs Couch
 
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To my dearest darling,

I know what the Aussies say. They think it's all a big joke. But what they don't get is that our relationship isn't about some tacky one-liner. It's about a shared history. For generations, your kind has been the woolly heart of this country, keeping the lights on and the rest of us in jumpers.

I remember the day I first saw you, a little lamb wobbling on those skinny legs. You've grown a bit since then, put on a bit of weight, which I happen to find quite becoming. Your fleece, thick and a little bit matted, is more beautiful to me than any fancy merino wool. It tells a story of the cold southerlies you've weathered and the long, lazy summers you've enjoyed.

When the dog and I come calling, and you finally shuffle over with that suspicious look in your eye, it makes my day. A quiet moment in the long grass, the wind rustling, and just the two of us. I wouldn't trade it for anything.

All my love,
Your one and only @JDs Couch
He's a New Zealander you stupid Canadian.
 
He's a New Zealander you stupid Canadian.
Where did I say I was a Canadian?

He's certainly got a sheep personality as he regurgitates the Dem playbook all day every day but not for a moment do I think he's ever been close to being balls deep in a New Zealand sheep.

FTR I don't believe for a moment he's a New Zealander. If you do, why?
 
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Where did I say I was a Canadian?

He's certainly got a sheep personality as he regurgitates the Dem playbook all day every day but not for a moment do I think he's ever been close to being balls deep in a New Zealand sheep.

FTR I don't believe for a moment he's a New Zealander. If you do, why?
Well I might have misinterpreted but it appeared you associated sheep shagging with Australians and thought he's Australian even though the sheep thing is associated with New Zealanders and he's a New Zealander. So if we are mixing nationalities up I decided to punish you by calling you a Canadian.
 
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