I do not know why both Verne and RJ are both behind the Little Boy’s Bush at the same time? Big bush, I guess.
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Bloated RJ never lasts more than a day or too. His powers of elimination are prodigious. Garbage in. Garbage out.
Interesting contraption. Mouse driven. Mouse managed.
Mice: They get the job done.
NASA should look into our squirrel assist launch vehicle. Works for peanuts. And Twinkies.
Kids? Do not try this at home.
Or pretty much anywhere.
Maybe college if enough beer is involved.
But that’s it.
I have no liability.
I cannot be blamed.
My zone of comfort involves a recliner, a bag of chips, salsa, a Fireman’s 4 (or three) and a Giant’s game (preferably with Bumgarner or Cueto pitching).
I’m with RJ.
You can have my comfort zone when you pry it from my salty, snack-y fingers.