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[Mark @AgingRanchHand]

Nothing funnier to me than a guy who is doomed. Like the thought of a guy that only has bad things ahead of him makes me hold my stomach laughing

[Daniel Franke @dfranke]

You buy a German anvil. It contains 83 moving parts and requires winding twice a day. It's forged from excellent steel, holds tolerances across all three striking faces to within three microns, includes a beautifully indexed horn-adjustment mechanism nobody asked for, and requires a proprietary 11-point spanner should you need to replace the rebound calibration bushing. It runs flawlessly for years, but one day it starts up in limp mode because the onboard anvil-management system detects that it's overdue for its 50,000-strike inspection.

You search AliExpress for a Chinese anvil, and are presented with a multitude of offerings from such household-name brands as DUKXJYIBF, HDBTGMXI, AND UEJQIP. They're all priced to within a few pennies of each other, appear completely identical except for the nameplate, and obviously all came out of the same factory. You text your blacksmith friend to ask if they're legit. He tells you he got one like that from KIXJBU a few years ago, and that it's been great and a terrific deal. You thank him, but KIXJBU seems to have folded so you buy the one from UEJQIP. When it arrives, it feels suspiciously light. You scratch it and realize it's iron-plated aluminum.

You buy an American anvil. It's five times the price of the competition, but it comes from a brand that your great-grandfather used to love. It comes boxed with a warranty registration postcard, twenty pages of safety instructions, assay certificate, and a regulatory slip which lists its FCC certification and ITAR registration. It looks just like your friend's KIXJBU. There's a "Made In China" sticker on the bottom.

You buy a Russian anvil. It arrives coated in cosmoline, wrapped in newspaper from 1974, and weighing 40% more than advertised. The finish looks like it was machined with a shovel. The face is not flat, but somehow this does not matter. You drop it off a truck, accidentally leave it outside for six winters, and use it to straighten a bulldozer blade. It's fine.

You buy a Swedish anvil. It comes flat-packed in a long cardboard box with cheerful Neo-Grotesk lettering and a line drawing of a smiling man assembling it with an Allen key. The instructions contain no words, only pictograms showing the anvil face, horn, waist, feet, and 112 identical-looking fasteners. Halfway through assembly, you discover that the pritchel hole was installed upside down, but only because you used peg B17 where you should have used peg B71. Once assembled, it is clean, stable, and works better than it has any right to. You immediately wonder whether you should have bought two.

You buy a Japanese anvil. It arrives wrapped in rice paper inside a paulownia box, accompanied by a certificate bearing three generations of signatures and a photograph of the first production example being presented to the Emperor. The face has been hand-polished by a seventy-eight-year-old master whose family has made striking surfaces since the Muromachi period. You are given detailed instructions for oiling it with a cloth folded in a specific way. It is the most beautiful object you own. You never quite work up the nerve to strike it.

[St. Rev. Dr. Rev ⏭️☯️🏴😻 @St_Rev]

Large solid tumors typically have an active region on the surface where they are attacking healthy tissue and absorbing oxygen and nutrients, and a mostly necrotic interior. An example of the necrotic interior of a solid tumor:

[Moongazer @joeybeastmarket]

Awful librarian bitch at the local bookstore (perfect double D bust) was apoplectic and had a complete meltdown when I asked her if their banned books section included Camp of the Saints. “No… we don’t carry that. Isn’t that the racist Nazi book?” Her scowl reveals her septum piercing. My hand briefly hovers over my concealed carry Ruger .357 before I snap out of my gamer rage. Not today. She’s not worth it. “No it’s the book about the endless horde of brown people invading our nations and killing everyone. Sound familiar?” She does not like this. I egg her on further: “…is it banned from this store?” Immediate hysterics. Calling me every name in the gay race communist book. She sounds like evan loves worf. Her beauty contrasted with her despicable leftist political beliefs confuses me until I analyze her microexpressions and realize she has areola shame. Must look like a burnt pancake under that bra. No wonder you’re so miserable. “You got gross nipples bitch” I say in a Jesse Pinkman voice before making an overtly sexual bust-a-nut gesture with my hand toward her chest. She’s in complete shock. I walk away and go to the counter to purchase my copy of Light in August. The cashier is an H1-B Indian who is physically incapable of saying the word “receipt”. He needs me to sign it despite me paying in cash. “Saadr yowre dwree— recdr— werdceit please?” I have visions of rivers of blood. What the fuck are we doing here man. You should start running. You’re not safe here. You’re not where you think you are. A man taps me on the shoulder and asks me to leave the premises. Dominican rent-a-cop. The busty libtard librarian with fucked up titties grins smugly from behind him. Don’t care any more. Not my fault your shits all blotched bitch

[Charls Carroll @goodcharls]

Every sports fan deserves to die LOL I’m not joking either. It’s not a joke I’m really very serious, extremely. No joke. Actually serious. They are one of the absolute main reasons why the world is a prison and quality is life is raped up it’s own arse.

[Corey J. Mahler @CoreyJMahler]

I affirm every word of Scripture and I affirm every doctrinal, theological, and exegetical assertion in the Book of Concord. Therefore, if @theLCMS is going to condemn me by name at their convention, then they owe me — at a bare minimum — the Christian opportunity to face my attackers and defend myself.

I am hereby issuing — as a public challenge — my willingness to attend the convention and defend myself and my views against any number of pastors, seminary professors, or others the LCMS wishes to muster — and I will do so without recourse to notes or any materials save the Scriptures and the Book of Concord.

[Aron Fromm @aronfromm]

A little short I made about Norm.

[nikki🏳️‍⚧️ @kirbysfunpak__]

curious george:fuuuuck i filled the room up with bubbles if that hat nigga come back it's wraps

yellow hat nigga:

[bumbadum @bumbadum14]

My fiancée showed me this video last night.

An under discussed issue of immigration is that every service, every experience, will be covered in callousness.

Listen to how this nurse, clearly an immigrant, speaking broken English, treats this woman who just lost her baby.

100 million deportations. Legal or not. I don’t want this nurse in my country.

[Grzegorz (Commission open) @Grzegorz_9696]

Fried chicken and sticky rice

[Ikurarumi @ikurarumi93281]

Lain Iwakura's Pro Skater
#SerialExperimentsLain

[endless @EndlessOW]

@Kaneko_Lumi https://t.co/EwaV0xglj3

[Nightmare Vision @GodCloseMyEyes]

wonder if daniel penny goes up to homeless black guys like "ahhhh I'm coming to get you" with his arms out but then laughs like "nah man I'm just playing. seriously though don't be too loud, ok?"

[obi3 🇵🇸 @obi3_tmb]

TM09

[Kim Dotcom @KimDotcom]

They use the media to lie to us.
They use banking to control us.
They use bribery to destroy us.
They want nothing good for us.

#KickThemOut

Everyone else did for 2000 years.

[Ottawa Weather Records🌤 @YOW_Weather]

All of Canada is going to be destroyed by a hurricane traveling faster than the speed of sound. Or maybe the software that draws the paths cannot handle something crossing 0°. @TropicalTidbits ??

[🏖🦀BlockHead4000🏝🐠 @blockhead4000]

@LandsharkRides The biggest redpill of all is that everything you knew was bad when you were like 8 was actually bad, and everything you thought was good (trucks, being jacked, ice cream) is good