Nonsense. He was in the rockies at that time, training for the Winter Olympics in the jack skellington race

Oooh, we’re half-way there

Sometimes a langerote doesnt literally mean “the long red one”

Yeah, plus the undertones of wifebeating/manbeating

Isn’t that the family poop knife?

Imma post this for good measure

He’s warning us of black ice, and oppressive white snow

But he’s a human-first alien-second xenophobe, according to his scifi series about alien races trying to take down Earth.

(I’m kidding, I’m kidding, but I honestly saw him as a Stephen King type, and glad to know he’s not)

*a tiny chihuahua in a prada bag starts yapping, and then the sprinklers come on for some reason and she starts to lose it as her makeup begins to run*

we all get the cheese in the end

The only one who could really reach him
Was the daughter of the doctor, man

country mouse goes to city and marries city mouse, but country mouse goes back to country and likes country mouse instead

🪤 🐁

Please put on too much makeup, turn up holding a fleet of disposable designer bags, and then get your heels stuck in the grass for some reason, followed by a tiffy “I HATE it here!”

trying to figure out what the orginal sign said

AREA
PATTERN TWO
GOAH GAIN
with big stompy

ah right the original said the text too

Over here you can pretty much build anything in your backyard (HOA does not exist, thank god for that) within 2m of your fences as long as it’s no taller than 2.5m high. If you wanna build higher, you can go up to 4m but you need to increase the distance from the fence.

There also needs to be “prior art” (i.e. other people in the area have built similar extensions or outhouses)

Well I’m thinking along the lines of a 4m x 5m base and about 30cm deep. I can’t get a mixing bucket for that without having to do it in dry/wet/dry/wet batches which I think might lead to cracking.

A truck like that would do the job nicely, and probably could reach through the house, but parking that on a public road would be a big no-no

I don’t understand why I keep responding to people who’s first port of call in any situation is to hurl abuse. I should just ignore it, like everyone else does, I know – but I live in the hope that if you keep the conversation open long enough, they’ll begin to reflect on their conversational reflexes.

Eh, who knows

It kills me when people with disposable cash whine about people who don’t. You chose to ignore the roll of the dice in circumstance and financial stability that empowered your financial choices above others who simply couldn’t afford the risk, and instead lay the blame on a wild strawman that seeks comfort over an unforgiving inequitable system

That’s a very rural/suburb thing though. Try laying down a thick concrete bed in your back garden in a terraced house. If you’re lucky, you can sneak the truck over the alleyway behind the garden. If not, you’re going to have to somehow pipe it through the house from the road, or do it all manually, in stages, and hope that the damn thing doesn’t crack.

Agreement on the power tools, but it’s still a big commitment in terms of dedicating space to having them. I have mine hanging on an inside wall next to my TV because I don’t have a garage or shed