Red Mosquito

dad wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

dad wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

dad wrote:i'm worth every penny.

how's that?

Do you need me to CashApp you a nft?

probably.

Did you lose your job

i have a job?

Carl Sandburg wrote: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.

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

tree_ wrote:guys, what is your salary? That's a true way to measure how big our penises really are

Guess

dad wrote:i married a nurse.

tree_ wrote:

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

tree_ wrote:guys, what is your salary? That's a true way to measure how big our penises really are

Guess

4 inches

tree_ wrote:with a big enough penis, your salary doesn't matter

The Argonaut wrote:Doug made his millions walking dogs, investing smartly, and living frugally

spike wrote:

The Argonaut wrote:Doug made his millions walking dogs, investing smartly, and living frugally

Doug owns $70 sandals.

The Argonaut wrote:Doug once posted the best financial advice I've ever received:

Live below your means

tree_ wrote:

The Argonaut wrote:Doug once posted the best financial advice I've ever received:

Live below your means

great advice, but easy to say when you're rich

dad wrote:

tree_ wrote:

The Argonaut wrote:Doug once posted the best financial advice I've ever received:

Live below your means

great advice, but easy to say when you're rich

aren't you set to make a decent return on the sale of your home?

The Argonaut wrote:Doug once posted the best financial advice I've ever received:

Live below your means

doug rr wrote:

spike wrote:

The Argonaut wrote:Doug made his millions walking dogs, investing smartly, and living frugally

Doug owns $70 sandals.

*crocs

spike wrote:

doug rr wrote:

spike wrote:

The Argonaut wrote:Doug made his millions walking dogs, investing smartly, and living frugally

Doug owns $70 sandals.

*crocs

I thought you had a pair of olukais.