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HARD TO BELIEVE A SITE CALLED GRADUATEZ HAS A TYPO IN A TEASER LINK AD OTHER THAN THAT THO EVERYTHING MAKES SENSE AND IS REAL I HAVE NOT BEEN FISHING IN LIKE 15 YEARS BUT I WANT TO GO AGAIN JUST SO I CAN TAKE PICTURES AND CREATE A GOOGLE PHOTO ALBUM WITH THIS TITLE OBSERVATIONS: WHAT THAT IS ONE HELLUVA FOOT THAT IS ONE HELLUVA DOCTOR WHY IS THE DOCTOR SO HAPPY ABOUT THE PAINFUL FOOT CRACKS WHO KNEW THAT PAINFUL FOOT CRACKS COULD BE SOMETHING TO WORRY ABOUT- USUALLY PAIN MEANS EVERYTHING IS OK WOULD HAVE GONE WITH "THESE PICTURES WAS TAKEN JUST A SECOND BEFORE HAVING PAINFUL FOOT CRACKS STOPPED BEING FUN" AS SOMEONE WHO HAS SPENT A LIFETIME SCOURING BARNS FOR RARE AND INCREDIBLE FINDS, I FEEL BAD FOR THE PERSON WHO HAD TO WHITTLE THIS DOWN TO 50 I TYPED THAT VERY SENTENCE FROM A DOPE WORD PROCESSOR I FOUND TUCKED IN THE CORNER OF A HORSE STABLE IN '97 IT WAS COVERED IN HORSE POOP BUT WHO'S LAUGHING NOW ANYWAY JUDGING BY THIS PICTURE, ...

Subject: Info I enjoy info and also have info, so this is a go. From: Alfred Smith [mralfredsmith@peru.com] That is your email handle if you live in Peru, which is a company. Hello, I am in Mexico Or Mexico. Peru and Mexico are like samsies. and I am interested in the vibrant economy and impressive enterprises existing in your country. Wow, Mexicans are interested in our vibrant economy and impressive enterprises? WELL C'MON OVER, MIS AMIGOS! I'm right next door in Arizona and what's the worst that could hap [shots fired] [ducks head] [looks around] Go on ... The client I represent plans to migrate and settle there with his family as soon as he can secure a partner in a commercial enterprise. Sounds legit. Your client : Alfred! Please email Americans at random and secure me a partner in a commercial enterprise so we can move out of Mexico. You : I'm not sure that's how business works in an economy as vibrant as Amer- Your client : (turns ...

It’s been established that I don’t know how to do anything handy. We know this. That doesn’t mean, however, that I can’t do anything that falls under the umbrella of “things men are supposed to do.” For example, I can move things. Like, from here to there. I can pick it up and move it. It should probably be mentioned that even in this endeavor, I fail at the nuances of doing it well. Once while moving a desk I accidentally ripped the top off because I was holding it by the lip, an act that couldn’t support the weight of the base underneath. (As embarrassing as that is to admit, I’m quite proud of myself for even identifying that part of the desk as the lip without having to Google “what’s that part of the edge of a desk that just begs you to lift from there?” It is called the lip, right? Forget it.) I distinctly remember, years ago, helping my dad and his friends put together a shed in my parents’ backyard. Everyone’s confidence in my and my cousin John’s ability to do the techn...