Bammer clarifies some things

[Jorge]

I was surprised too

https://voca.ro/16TJT4PfR7DH

[spike]

Bammer’s post-verb recovery is really starting to take root. Great to hear.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Lol

[Ello Sailor]

Little(big?)finger using AI voice to stir the pot. What an absolute madlad.

[dad]

That was inspiring.

[96583UP]

i didn’t click on that link what does it sound like

[VinylGuy]

Bammer is a gentleman. He does sounds a little robotic these days i guess

[dad]

i didn’t click on that link what does it sound like

it sounds like the self-actualization of man in real-time.

it also sounds like the resignation of a man long overdue for the transition from a work/life balance to a dirt nap fiesta.

it also sounds like a man unencumbered by the woke mob's social cumberbund.

it also sounds like someone trying to ignite dry farts for their amusement.

it sounds like justice in an unjust world.

it sounds fun, fresh, and footloose.

it sounds positively sinister.

it sounds like jorge had fun.

[doug rr]

is bammer the guy that flew without his wife but took his twin kids with him?

[spike]

i think he's the guy that accepts cash gifts from employees until the internet shames him.

[Anders]

A bit harsh on Trag there.

[knee tunes]

Does trag really stink?

[96583UP]

i didn’t click on that link what does it sound like

it sounds like the self-actualization of man in real-time.

it also sounds like the resignation of a man long overdue for the transition from a work/life balance to a dirt nap fiesta.

it also sounds like a man unencumbered by the woke mob's social cumberbund.

it also sounds like someone trying to ignite dry farts for their amusement.

it sounds like justice in an unjust world.

it sounds fun, fresh, and footloose.

it sounds positively sinister.

it sounds like jorge had fun.

wow

bammer sounds like a real A+ guy

would like to vacation with him

[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.

[Bammer]

The halitosis part is 100% true