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UPS once delivered 16 pounds of gun powder clearly marked EXPLOSIVES to the local Home Depot when it should have come to my house. Luckily for me they did know who signed for it and when I called the Home Depot to ask about it they said yep it's here in the corner. Rather than wait the week UPS wanted to have it delivered to me I just went down to the Home Depot and picked it up myself.
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What does the string do?
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Nick, what did you decide to do about your gas tank rust? If you decide to use a magnet and need one I can give you one out of a computer hard drive.
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Help me add movies to my Blockbuster rental queue
Mr.Bill replied to Anvilbrother's topic in The Bonfire
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find a strong magnet to put near the petcock, it won't make the rust go away but will help keep it out of the fuel lines.
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Remember when SEX was safe and SKYDIVING was dangerous
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she did well on that because she went down so many times yesterday on who
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if you can figure this one out, you are a computer god
Mr.Bill replied to TrophyHusband's topic in The Bonfire
Just for future reference, if you need a lost product key there is a free program called magic jellybean. Google it, it works great. -
Make sure there are drivers for your new hardware before you format the drive. If it were me I would replace the new drive and then install all of old software. If things go south you still have the original drive to fall back on with win 7 and all the drivers. Just my $.02
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even BASE rigs?
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If this is a re post you can flame me after you quit laughing. ONLY A MAN WOULD ATTEMPT THIS Just try reading this without laughing till you cry!!! Pocket Tazer Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Tazer for their anniversary submitted this: Last weekend I saw something at Larry ' s Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse- sized tazer. The effects of the tazer were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety....?? WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button and pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I ' d get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave. Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn ' t be all that bad with only two triple-A batteries, right? There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target. I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised. Am I wrong? So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and tazer in another. The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water. Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries.. All the while I ' m looking at this little device measuring about 5" long, less than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute really and (loaded with two itsy, bitsy triple-A batteries) thinking to myself, ' no possible way! ' What happened next is almost beyond description, but I ' ll do my best... .? I ' m sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side as to say, ' don ' t do it stupid, ' reasoning that a one second burst from such a tiny little ole thing couldn ' t hurt all that bad. I decided to give myself a one second burst just for heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and . . HOLY MOTHER OF GOD . . WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION . . . WHAT THE ....!!! I'm pretty sure Hulk Hogan ran in through the side door, picked me up in the recliner, then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position, and tingling in my legs? The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard before, clinging to a picture frame hanging above the fireplace, obviously in an attempt to avoid getting slammed by my body flopping all over the living room. Note: If you ever feel compelled to ' mug ' yourself with a tazer, one note of caution: there is no such thing as a one second burst when you zap yourself! You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent thrashing about on the floor.. A three second burst would be considered conservative? A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at that point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. The recliner was upside down and about 8 feet or so from where it originally was. My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I had no control over the drooling. Apparently I pooped on myself, but was too numb to know for sure and my sense of smell was gone. I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head which I believe came from my hair. I'm still looking for my nuts and I ' m offering a significant reward for their safe return! P.s ... My wife, can ' t stop laughing about my experience, loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it! If you think education is difficult, try being stupid !!!
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http://www.sunpath.com/downloads/manuals/sp_owners_manual.pdf clicky
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Nice cover Nick
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Jumping @ different DZ's while on solo status
Mr.Bill replied to Eagleeye's topic in Safety and Training
Take your log book, MANY years ago I went through the static line program using 2 different DZ's with no problems. jumped at one for a week or two and went to the other for the next few, just kept going back and forth. -
yep take me for one last skydive
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I think they need a FAA controlled tazer installed in all pilot seats. If you do not respond when I talk to you on the radio the FAA controller can wake them up with the push of a button. Problem solved.
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Is firefox working? Two hours ago it worked just fine for me, now it seems to be down. Anyone else having a problem with it?
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You can block it with Spybot - Search & Destroy
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Spybot Search and Destroy Their “tea timer” stops this bullshit add. http://www.safer-networking.org/en/download/index.html Half way down the page download Spybot - Search & Destroy©® 1.6.2
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What altitude were the men going to?
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A man was leaving a convenience store with his morning coffee when he noticed a most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery. A long black hearse was followed by a second long black hearse about 50 feet behind the first one. Behind the second hearse was a solitary man walking a big dog on a leash Behind him, a short distance back, were about 350 men walking in a single file. The man couldn't stand the curiosity. He respectfully approached the man walking the dog and said, "I am so sorry for your loss, and this may be a bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this. "Whose funeral is it?" "My wife's." ''What happened to her?" The man replied, "My dog attacked and killed her." He inquired further, "But who is in the second hearse?" The man answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife when the dog turned on her." A very poignant and touching moment, of brotherhood and silence, passed between the two men. "Can I borrow the dog?" The man replied, .................... "Get in line
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It's a hard thing to go through, hope this helps http://www.petloss.com/poems/maingrp/rainbowb.htm