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I actually just bought a pair of the sandals last week at the Potomac Mills Outlet store. The regular clogs are ugly as crap but the sandals are okay. They just look pretty much like a pair of flip flops, but way more comfortable.
My prayers have finally been answered. Ever since I went to Europe two summers ago I cursed those in things. And since that trip whenever I see someone wearing them I look at them like I want to beat their ass, force them off their feet and burn the damn things. Oh i hate them, lol, ok i need to settle down. But I really do hate them, get some regular in sandals for god sake.
Oh and by sandals i don't mean tevas or birkenstalks (sp?) or any others with all these straps. Some regular sandals you slip on and off with ease. Reefs, rainbows, and countless other beach brands.
I actually just bought a pair of the sandals last week at the Potomac Mills Outlet store. The regular clogs are ugly as crap but the sandals are okay. They just look pretty much like a pair of flip flops, but way more comfortable.
Thank Christ! Hopefully those ridiculous "Heelys" ( ing shoes with wheels on 'em) are next in line.
You didn't know REAL men could fly, marini?
It was kind of a weird thing to say/write. But I come from a family of construction related occupations (father = electrician, borthers = heating and cooling, cousin = roofer/carpenter, uncle = electrician, other uncle = electrician, etc).
All of us can get on the roof of near any house without a ladder (helps a lot, you;d be surprised). Kind of a dumb thing to say, now that I think about it. Yeah....it is dumb. nuff said
Didnt know that. That kind of sucks...its the only jeans I like, I think. Wife brings new clothes all the time, I dont stop to check the tag, but she knows my threshold in money spent on clothes for me.
I used to only wear Levis, and also some Dockers (at work). After I found out about their cause, I changed to other jeans for home, and Haggar and others for work. It's a small "protest" but it makes me happy.
Its called climbing. Tough thing to do when youre worried about your new shirt from...wherever (cant even name a name-brand from this past decade).
Nope, got one. A&F.
Your pretty, lotioned hands tend to get scratched, too. Its crazy. You might even scuff your pre-torn jeans, too.
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One of the better pictures of my father, who was a man's man through-and-through, was when he had us boys (i am one of 3 boys) dig the new septic tank up north at the family cottage.
We did a lot of digging as kids. Ive been working an hourly wage for my father since I was 5. I had my first job when I was 11 as a dishwasher at an Italian restaurant.
When youre that young, most jobs were just labor intensive and required litte skill. Things like goon-spooning (cleaning off the old roof with a serated shovel), trench digging (sprinkler systems, wire-ways, plumbing runs, etc), well-pounding (well water systems require a very deep pipe pounded in 10 ft sections, its done with a very heavy weight that requires two guys lifting and releasing, thereby "pounding" the pipe deeper) and general digging.
Ive dug more trenches before I was 12 then most people will in their lives. Ive dug more holes for well-water pumps, tile fields and septic tanks than I care to remember. Ive cleaned more roofs with a shovel and then had to pick up the leftover on the ground, hauled more shingles on my shoulder up a 12 foot ladder and laid more tar and wire before the age of 15 then most Home Depot bags could find DYI books to describe it.
My brother, my friend and myself dug an entire foundation by hand. It was an old house my dad bought for rennovation to sell. It wasnt up to code, it needed a block foundation and the house lacked one completely. My father jacked the house up on hydraulic jacks at 6 corners of the house. He then put us boys to work by shoveling clay into 5 gallon buckets, then hauling said bucket out a 2ft hole in the crawl-space. Bucket by mother- ing bucket, we dug the entire foundation for a 1000sq ft ranch, 4 ft deep.
Anyway, best picture of my father...
We just dug the hole around the " pipe" that connected the house to the septic tank. About a 5'x5'x5' hole. He cut the pipe away as the tank was moving. Problem is, the pipe was "clogged" and needed to be cleared.
You can do that multiple ways...Draino not being one of them. You can run a 3/8" snake up the pipe and fish around for... , hours...before you ever loosen the jam. Or, you can run arm up the 6" pipe and pull the (literal) out.
So here's my dad, shoulder deep in a pipe with his left arm, eating a ham sandwich with his right hand. Dude was hungry, but light was running out. My stepmother took a picture. Nothing, and I mean nothing, could explain what kind of man he was better than that picture.
Work first. Work hard. Dont be a pussy.
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people are dumb
You know, I wasted umpteen posts trying to say what you said in 3 incomplete sentences.
I am humbled.
Dude switch to your Henny Yougman screen before you do any more material!
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