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My Father…

The Felon…

We went out for dinner tonight. Mrs. WhiteRock and I, the Ace, the Deuce, and my parents. We went to Cold Beer Company.

My father had two beers. He doesn’t drink much these days. Two Miller Lites is a big night.

He told a story about going from Chicago to Lake Geneva, Wisconsin for the weekend. He said he was about 20 and that there were he and five friends. He said that Bob Tarpley (RIP) was the ring leader. They checked into a motel in the town of Lake Geneva. They drove to the other side of Geneva Lake to Fontana to go to some bar.

My dad said, in front of my mother, that they went over to Fontana to look for girls.

He also said they had a big time.

When last call was over, and the lights came up, it was my dad and Tom Whitaker (RIP). The other four could not be found. My dad and Tom figured that they had been left behind. They sat on the curb outside the bar and wondered what they could or should do. The lights went out at the bar and the parking lot. They were sitting in the dark. They were there in Fontana on the shore of Geneva Lake with no way home and no way to get a ride. The town of Lake Geneva was about 12 miles across the length of the lake.

My dad says they looked out at the water and saw a dozen boats tied up to mooring buoys. He said he turned to Tom and said, “We could take a boat.”

Tom said, “Which one?”

My dad said, “There’s a Chris-Craft.”

So they swam out past all the little fishing boats with the 5hp outboards and reached the Chris-Craft tied up to a mooring with a cover on it. My dad says he reached under the mooring cover and could feel the keys in the ignition. He says they climbed aboard and threw the mooring cover into the water. They untied from the buoy and started the engine.

They took that boat to the other side of the lake.

Worried that they might get caught, they ran it aground about a half mile from their motel and walked the rest of the way.

He told the story in front of the Ace and Deuce!

Mrs. WhiteRock was not happy. Especially since the rest of us were laughing so hard.

My favorite part is that they threw the mooring cover into the lake. They didn’t just stuff in the back of the boat… They left it behind!

Gator!

This thing is huge!

I wonder if the perspective is faked and the thing is not really that big.

This is funny, very funny

Reina del Cid

Posted before, but oddly compelling.

David Thompson: Because this simply can’t be posted too often

Fuck the Patriarchy

David Thompson

Go read the whole post and the comments. David has a really wonderful little community over there.

Winner of national transgender beauty pageant stripped of her title because she was ‘not transgender enough’

Apparently drag queens are not really transgender.

People are so effed up. And who has the time to sort through the differences between drag queens and man-to-woman transgenders?

I confess to a giggle or two while reading the article.

Hatefacts

Posted, with no comment:

Then comes the second, native-born generation. Drawn from a low-IQ population that’s been accumulating genetic defects via a tradition of cousin marriage since the Bronze Age, and raised in a religion totally at odds with Western ideas of self-actualization, they are fidgety misfits. They come to hate the country of their birth, and in extreme cases act out the hatred like this.

Source: After San Bernardino: Hatefacts And Stupidfacts – The Unz Review

Ok, I’m going to comment. This is the sort of thing writing that will, if you were to allow it to inform your opinion of current events, keep you from being invited to dinner parties.

Firewatcher update

More Crime Think from Sailer.

In the comment thread there is this hilarious exchange:

I don’t think I’ve laughed so much at the written word in a long time.

Citizen of the World

I was talking to a woman in the showroom this afternoon. I’m not really good with accents, but I think she was Australian. In kitchen design I believe it is important to understand lifestyles, food preferences, family traditions, etc. So, not being completely confident of my knowledge of accents, I asked, “Where are you from?”

She replied, “I’m a citizen of the world.”

Really. That is a direct quote.

Pretentious bitch.

I probably won’t be selling her a kitchen.

I will have to tell the Allmilmö story sometime.

What the women of Syria think about the men leaving them behind

You won’t see this sort of report from the typical news outlet:

I don’t think that many know that those streaming into Europe are mostly men of military age.