Talk about your day thread

[dad]

i'm about 99% certain I swallowed one of my brackets from my braces this morning. i went to put my bands back on after eating and one of the bands wouldn't catch. it was for the bracket on my very back bottom tooth, and it took me a second to realize what was wrong. I never felt it come off.

[wease]

See you in the poop thread

[BurtReynolds]

This happened to me today and I'm still shaking.

[dad]

I know it's easy to fall in love with a place after spending only a couple days but man I am really enjoying Dublin. I would live here

what do you like about it relative to other cities?

we were there in april for three days. it was fine. but i can't say that an extra day or two would've been better.

didn't mean to bottom-page this.

[E.H. Ruddock]

This happened to me today and I'm still shaking.

the worst

[dad]

See you in the poop thread

ayyyy.

[Peeps]

This happened to me today and I'm still shaking.

i knew you were a weirdo but i had no idea you were so demented. why on earth would you walk up to a row of urinals and pee right next to a stranger? i bet you even told him, "Nice watch"

[dad]

got his ass.

[bodysnatcher]

dad over there bracing for a scratchy poop

[BurtReynolds]

He did have a nice watch.

[doug rr]

had an overdue eye appointment today..funny the older I get the better my vision gets..still cant see without my glasses but the prescription change is better

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[bodysnatcher]

You guys have cataracts

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[96583UP]

This happened to me today and I'm still shaking.

omg

[bart]

This happened to me today and I'm still shaking.

Huh I would think you’re good to zip up by now

[dad]

This happened to me today and I'm still shaking.

Huh I would think you’re good to zip up by now

hahaha

[spike]

franks n beans

[96583UP]

so did you look at his c0ck burt or no

would be kinda rude not to

[Ello Sailor]

Burt must be giving off strong bear vibes. No other possible explanation for such behavior.