Posts by Raymond Barrett12

Jason said:I can, I absolutely can
Mladen Delić shouted that during the broadcast of the 1500-meter freestyle finals (right?)—referring to Borut Petrič’s parents, haha...
Ahem, I’ll buy a beer for the first person who finds me; I’m currently riding a cognac high

You certainly can.
The answer is correct! :Olivermlakar: :kviskoteka: 👋
Garçon! Un cognac, sil vous plait!
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Kevin Chavez3 said:first one to find me 🙂

me -> 🙂 <- Your Mom

.....\....|..../
.-....Vatican City....-
...../....|....\

First one wins—it's a race to the bottom. 😁
Kevin Chavez3 -> 🙂 <- me

Kellner! Two Beers, please!
😁

stormyviper11 said:I hate it when my beer lasts only one sentence... 😢 😬

Kellner! Another two, immediately! 😉

anch_io said:women 😬
🙂

Well, that certainly clears up quite a lot... 😬

Nicholas Perez33 said:3 radicalized youth groups 😎

🙂
Let's just keep the scoring going then! 😁

zednouhi said:By the way, little Anja was born about an hour and a half ago 😍

bravo mother, bravo father!*

*Whoever recognizes the quote gets a cold beer on me. DMJ & Arišpeka—you guys are in a league of your own, so you'll just have to stay quiet. 😬

Top 5 ways to absolutely ruin early in the morning:

1. Waking up at 5:30 AM because your lower back is screaming at you—and once you're up, you're up. No going back to sleep.
2. Looking out the window to see nothing but gray, miserable rain.
3. Realizing you can't crank your amp up to full volume without waking the entire neighborhood.
4. Dealing with that heavy, groggy brain fog while being too wired to actually rest.
5. Discovering you've completely run out of your favorite coffee beans.

The day is already a total disaster.

anch_io said:I’d much rather head to Sweden... 🥳

Really? 🤔
We were talking about those endless Finnish wildernesses, cross-country skiing, and all that stuff... 😬

The absolute #1 dumbest thing that happened to me last night:

1. I was at the ExxonMobil station and the damn machine wouldn't accept my correct PIN—so there I was, stuck, having to call my brother to drive over and pay the bill for me. 😳 😠 😵

Regarding the discussion on male girth over at Undzovayter:
Honestly, what's the point of being a man if you aren't packing some serious substance? 😬

stormyviper11 said:Honestly, only a massive, high-profile reunion from the Arts Endowment could possibly fix this absolute disaster of a situation. 🙂

I’m putting my money on a massive comeback for Cher... 🙂

redcrane28 said:In my book, the absolute WORST name for an eatery is some steakhouse out in rural Pennsylvania called 'The Hard Rock.' I mean, seriously—it’s like naming your place 'The Tough Cut of Meat.' It just kills the appetite immediately.

But if you want the ULTIMATE name that captures that old-school, hyper-patriotic, "glory days" American spirit: FREEDOM CRUSHER! 👋 👋 👋

Susan Clark10 said:I’ve got the PX150—but I don't have a transit card. 😢

Aha, a picture. So, what are we looking at here—the new version or the old one?

stormyviper11 said:No, actually—my brother was born right around that time... 😬
Honestly, everything stayed pretty consistent right up through the seventies—it was only after that that people really started losing their sense of style.

Come on, now—it’s really not that big of a deal... 😉
To be perfectly honest, my loyalty ends right around the '76 or '77 era—that was the last time they produced a series that hadn't been completely smoothed over by modern manufacturing. Back then, those plastic parts were a necessary evil, plain and simple; you had to deal with them because finding a vintage Vespa in decent shape was nearly impossible at the time.

Susan Clark10 said:Hey, do you actually need one of those membership cards to shop at Costco?🤔

Adam Moore said:You do. At least, that's how it used to work...

stormyviper11 said:You have to.

Yeah, you definitely do. Got it now?
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stormyviper11 said:But look, don't sweat it—you'll find them elsewhere; they've got the new Vespa in models out now.

Well... 🙂

Adam Moore said:mod king 🙏

Errr... 🥳
Anyway, there's actually something written right under the username... 😉

no idea said:I’m going to take the liberty of awarding you a since you’ve certainly earned it.😁

😁 Thanks, though I’ll pass on that one.
That said—I am currently assembling a gang pack, so only time will tell... 😁

stormyviper11 said:The older they get, the better they become, if you ask me...

So, is 1964 a good vintage? 😉

stormyviper11 said:You can find them everywhere in local shops lately—honestly, they're all over the place. Almost any store that carries toys will have the whole series, ranging from those vintage early models to the newest ones on the market. Check out Nam, the box, Tintilinić, or even the Turbo grinders... or just hit up one of the big shopping malls. You'll definitely track some down; I've spotted them in plenty of spots myself (though it's been ages since I've wandered through the downtown shops, so I can't say for sure which specific ones in the city center still have stock). I actually picked up a sweet little green one for myself just a few months back...
I'm pretty sure Euro handles the imports, and they supply a lot of those independent newsstands and private Tobacco shops, so that's usually a solid bet.

The only thing you really need to watch out for is that there are several different Vespa models out there (the 50, the 125 ET4, the 125 T5, the 250, and so on...) coming from various manufacturers... So, it really comes down to which exact model you're hunting for and how specific you want to get with the version...

Susan Clark10 As I was saying—and I do mean this with absolute conviction—it’s become increasingly clear that we aren't just looking at a minor hiccup in the system, but rather a fundamental breakdown of the very principles we claim to uphold. It’s exhausting, really. You see it happen time and again: people make these sweeping, half-baked assertions without ever bothering to look at the underlying data or, heaven forbid, consider the long-term implications for the average American citizen. I remember back when I was working a similar project in Chicago—a completely different industry, mind you, but the logic remains the same—and we ran into this exact same wall of incompetence. We thought we had accounted for every variable, only to realize the entire foundation was built on sand. It’s the same pattern here. People jump to conclusions, ignore the nuance, and then act surprised when the whole thing falls apart. It’s frustrating, frankly, and quite frankly, beneath the standard we should be aiming for if we want any semblance of progress in this country.
Hey stormyviper11, do you happen to know where I might be able to track down some kind of miniature Vespa model? I realize it’s not exactly a car, but since you’re always scouring those hobbyist sites, I figured you might have stumbled across something during one of your deep dives. 🙂

Nisam dmj, ali znam gdje sam nabavio svoj modelić. U Metrou. Iako je bio izvorno bljakasto blijedozelene boje, malo znanja i vještine ga je dovelo do prekrasnog metalik tamnoplavog izgleda sa kromiranim (tj. "kromiranim") detaljima... Taman da me podjeća na moju staru '64 GSicu... 😍

Carol Jackson45 said:😱 :zivcanislom: 🙂 🙂

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😂 🤣
What, am I supposed to start using bold text, massive fonts, and neon colors just so some people can actually grasp what I'm saying? 🤣 🙄 🤣

Drew Adams58 said:Are you absolutely certain it wasn't Michael? (And I mean, really certain)

🙂 As sure as an Alaskan gold miner. It was definitely Michael. o😵

The Top 5 highlights from today’s lunch rush at the Virginia cafeteria:

1. When I finally made my way in, the place wasn't even crowded—a rare miracle, honestly. 🙂
2. Instead of the usual fried calamari they usually serve, we actually had trout with boiled potatoes. 🙂
3. They were even serving this olive oil, garlic, and vinaigrette dressing that was surprisingly decent. 🙂
4. There was actually an open seat waiting for me, which is practically unheard of during peak hours. 🙂
5. And the undisputed top 5 loudest people in the entire building? A group of guys from the South named: Joe, Michael, ovil, Edward, Duke, and Anthony. Yep, you guessed it—we have some folks from the deep South here for consultations. 🙂 🤣

Dead Carrot said:On-topic, this is an eternal debate in every art form—does a work hold value entirely on its own, or must it be judged through the lens of its creator and the circumstances of its birth? A person's worldview and lifestyle inevitably shape their output, so it isn't illogical to demand an understanding of that background. It actually explains why consumers often feel a drive to share the same philosophy as the artist.
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To be honest, I still carry a certain moral code that prevents me from even giving certain things a chance. Here is my stance:
I believe there is a massive distinction between a band that "sold out" to a major label like Sony Music and someone who openly promotes Nazism, sexism, xenophobia, or any other form of discrimination that clashes with my own identity. That’s why "sellout" punk bands can still find a home in my CD player, while guys like Thompson and boriti Corba won't be touched by me—not even in my wildest dreams—even if they were making music I actually enjoyed. You have to draw a line somewhere.

Dead Carrot said:I listened to Corba back when I was a kid and I thought they were good. Objectively speaking, some of their stuff still holds up. But if I heard them on the radio, I’d switch the station immediately. If I had their record in my hands, I’d throw it right out the window. It’s a matter of principle.
It's a similar thing with Chomsky—his statements regarding Srebrenica turned me off completely. I can cite his linguistics books; after all, he is one of the greatest linguists of our era. But everything else he’s ever written simply ceases to exist for me.

rutvica said:Personally, my favorite way to experience art is knowing absolutely nothing about the author. Once you know, it starts bleeding into your perception of the work whether you want it to or not; you just can't help it. And it works both ways—I end up loving things more if I start liking the artist, and hating them more if the artist is unlikable. It’s exhausting.
Besides, unless we are talking about extreme cases, you never truly know the whole truth about another person. It’s easy to say something like "Hemingway was a misogynist," but how do I really know what he was like? Maybe I'm no better than anyone else.
And yeah, if we are speaking hypothetically, I would still want to enjoy a poem or a book even if the author turned out to be a pedophile or a cannibal. Hopefully. 🤔

Take Handke, for instance... 😬 😈

Dana Anderson4 said:What exactly are you implying by asking if I’m Canadian? Honestly, that kind of reductive questioning is precisely why modern discourse feels like it's circling the drain—people just toss around labels without any actual substance behind them. It's lazy, frankly. 😲 Honestly, it’s just some guy from the Prince—some Canadian fellow. 😬

I really intended to tell you all about this—honestly, I was going to lay it all out—but of course, life had other plans. I just spent my entire weekend in Budapest getting absolutely fleeced. They hit me and a group of nine others for 2,500 forints—which, let’s be real, is basically ten bucks—all because of some technical glitch with a subway card. It wasn't even our fault; the card was faulty, but they didn't care one bit. And if you think that was bad, the last time I was in New York City, things went south just as quickly. A cop pulled me and an elderly lady walking her dog aside simply because we crossed a side street against the light. Just a quick little jaywalk, mind you, and naturally, we got slapped with a fine. It feels like everywhere you turn lately, it's just another way to reach into your pocket.
🙄

That’s because you never actually sat down and apologized. 😬 If you actually listened to me—if you just sat down and processed what I’ve been saying—everything would be running like a well-oiled machine. Honestly, things wouldn't just be "fine"; I'd probably be getting headhunted for my expertise instead of constantly having to explain the basics to people who refuse to learn. 😉

David Sullivan4 said:Don't even get me started on trying to navigate the subway in New York City—it’s a complete disaster. I ended up getting slapped with a thirty-dollar fine, but honestly? Between the penalty and the fact that my ticket actually gave me unlimited rides for the rest of the day, it actually worked out to be cheaper than just buying a standard daily pass. It was one of those rare moments where a massive headache actually saved me a few bucks in the long run.

That was all in the past. Now, you’re basically getting bypassed at the next major transit hub.

It’s honestly such a mess when the subway lines intersect with the bus routes or the light rail—everything just becomes this massive, tangled knot of transit chaos. It’s one of those situations where you think you’ve planned the perfect commute, only to realize the entire system is essentially fighting against itself at the major transfer hubs.

Dana Anderson4 said:They told us we only had an hour to get it done—as if that was even remotely realistic—but honestly, it didn't matter much since they ended up busting us at midnight anyway. 😬
It’s honestly hilarious how they suddenly become fluent in English the second they need to vent or throw a tantrum...😠

Look, I told you—I told you right from the start that they’d come back with a recommendation in tow... 😁
And while we’re on the subject of language—it’s honestly exhausting how some people act like they don't understand a single word of a foreign tongue. It’s such a transparent charade. Honestly, you could have easily played that same card yourself—pretending you didn't grasp a lick of anything, maybe even acting like you couldn't follow basic English... 😁

Melissa Sanchez37 said:It’s basically when three different MILFs are all dating the same guy, and each one is desperately trying to manipulate him into finally taking her daughter out on a date instead.

Forget those college kids—give me the MILFs! 🙂 😁 😁