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I never would have watched this video and said to myself “hey this would be great to post on tigerdroppings.”


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The crackdown against the Italian mafia was an effort by the whitebreads and the Irish mob who had insiders in the federal agencies and law enforcement to oust the Italians from the high ranking places and influence they had reached after government concessions to the mafia were granted in exchange for the mafia facilitating the war effort and protecting the harbors and ship builders here, as well as in Europe to aid the invasion. Traditional honkeys couldn't have Italians influencing things. And so, for 50 years, the federal government disassembled the Italian mafia. The Irish mob was unable to hold onto power and permitted the infestation of russian and asian organized crime, as well as, how should I say this; elements from the Levant. And now, Vegas blows and you can't even buy decent fentanyl in the Quarter on a work trip anymore. At least the spaghetti benders aren't jacking up construction costs. Well done, feds.
No way, man. I raise and slaughter my own beef. We have 1200 head ranging around Sherwood Forest. I got seven good hands working them for me, all outlaws, but brave men. Even got a cookie who pulls the chuck wagon down good wood ahead of us and starts cooking up a mess of biscuits so we have something to eat when we get to Flannery.
My roman empire obsession is that there was never a tradition of red beans and rice on Mondays only until John Folse did a studio deal on PBS and floated that theory. Had never heard that mandate before that day. We ate red beans on whatever day my dad had off to cook, and he never mentioned it being a Monday meal or not. Also, restaurants have served red beans every GD day my whole life. In summation, I do not subscribe to the red-beans-on-Monday theory. I also enjoy the gas after.
You bet your arse it is. I can't think of anything more Catholic.
Joe vs. the Volcano is incredible. The suitcase salesman should have been in the Oscar talk that year.

The 1979 motion picture "The Amityville Horror" fits that bill, bud.
I wonder is Stennis has a visitors' center for shite like this.
There are like five planets lining up with uranus tonight, too.

Can't make this shite up
You keep poking your nose around places it's not supposed to be and it's gonna get chopped off. You've been warned.
I laugh every time QT tells the beer mug joke.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, guy. You've never been a parent and don't know shite and you're ruling out beatings just out of hand?