there should be a separate dog court staffed by trainers and vets who decide what's best for the dog.

Sorry Northern VA, but your heroin is going to have to come from somewhere else.


http://www.fauquier.com/prince_william_times/news/photos-police-charge-in-regional-narcotics-operation/article_51f1b758-51d1-11e7-896f-afb09419333b.html

Review of Pepsi Fire:

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As promised, a full unabashed review of Pepsi Fire. I approached this taste test as i do any other. Putting aside my preconceived notions about the stupidity of this idea...and proceeded. First I slowly twisted off the cap and was met with the typical "ssssss" of a Pepsi. Good sign. And then I decided to smell it briefly. Nothing too overpowering. In fact, it was fairly pleasant! I may have been wrong. And then the first sip. Now. With a Pepsi, the carbonation always numbs my tongue the first time around. So I waited for the taste to set in for a second as I gulped down a large mouthful. And where I expected my senses to be tickled with a slight cinnamon hinted cola... Instead they were assaulted with all of the force of a swarm of Apache helicopters each equipped with enough heavy artillery to flatten New York City faster than a DC Comics writer chasing a terrible plot device. Yes, this drink unleashed a wrath that has not been felt since Hiroshima and Nagasaki. As this concoction of carbonated water and Satan's urinary excrement slid down my throat, the first thing that was clear to me was the texture. THIS WAS NOT SODA. This monstrous brew of the tears of dragons and lost dreams of third world children slid down my gullet with the viscosity of vegetable oil mixed with a few dozen slug trails. It clung to my mouth with its foul torturous tentacles of slime more convoluted than Nixon's presidency. I am not fooled Pepsi! This is no formula! You infused your Pepsi with red hots and made it sickly red, and turned it into syrup. And then the taste...oh god. It wasn't spicy in a strong sense but it was warm enough to the tongue that the beaming, laughing, cruel and monstrous summer sun was only amplified as the teasingly icy liquid poured down only to be replaced with a sensation, not of relief, but if intensifying radiance. This tasted like watered down Fireball Whiskey without the satisfaction of the 40% alcohol content to numb my sensibilities to the taste. yes, this tasted like the attempts of an average frat guy to drown his daddy issues. Pure failure, regret and futility...As it found its way into my throat, the tingling began. Yes good people of Facebook, the tingling. It felt like spiders were crawling down my throat. Nothing could fix this and I was sure this was surely my lot in life now. There was no escaping. The Pepsi had possessed me, and would destroy my life as surely as Robert Bentley destroyed the state of Alabama...there was no coming back, my life was over. In my ears y'all I swear to everything I heard the Angels of Heaven weeping "God has abandoned us! Woe to Mankind and all his labors! The end is nigh!" As I said before, I usually expect the angel of frost and sugar to bless my throat when I drink Pepsi, but instead, I was greeted by the Angel of the Apocalypse who proceeded to break the seven seals of Revelations over my tongue with all the ferocity of Bruce Lee. My friends, Prophecies of the End of Days were being fulfilled from my taste buds. And then I thought, maybe it was over...my suffering had subsided. The taste was there but ebbing...I had survived. And then it happened...as you do sometimes with Pepsi...I belched. The feeling could only be described by saying that I knew at any moment, the breath of the mightiest dragon would escape my maw and incinerate anything in my path. My eyes watered and I prayed for deliverance but lo, none was to be found. I was alone in this living hell with this viscous red mixture in which I saw the face of Lucifer staring back at me. Hours later, the experience still haunted me as the tingling fingers of demons LINGERED at the back of my throat and when I couldn't take it anymore, I had to warn others. I had to save someone from my terrible fate. And so, with all the gusto of a romantically scorned teenage girl after one too many wine coolers, I talked....I told all that would listen to run...run away and never look back. Pepsi had bottled pure evil. And it was too late for me...weep not for me good people. Simply share the tale so that others may never fall before the Beast of Armageddon as I did...

Fuck Skype, fuck that stupid shit program. I had to change the password since the account got hacked, but it still won't let me log on even though it acknowledged the new password.

I don't know what the FUCK is going on with this shit!!!

Sheesh Herm, did your FE account get hacked too? Working blue today.

vladykins @ 15/6/2017 13:16

Review of Pepsi Fire: Quote As promised, a full unabashed review of Pepsi Fire. I approached this taste test as i do any other. Putting aside my preconceived notions about the stupidity of this idea...and proceeded. First I slowly twisted off the cap and was met with the typical "ssssss" of a Pepsi. Good sign. And then I decided to smell it briefly. Nothing too overpowering. In fact, it was fairly pleasant! I may have been wrong. And then the first sip. Now. With a Pepsi, the carbonation always numbs my tongue the first time around. So I waited for the taste to set in for a second as I gulped down a large mouthful. And where I expected my senses to be tickled with a slight cinnamon hinted cola... Instead they were assaulted with all of the force of a swarm of Apache helicopters each equipped with enough heavy artillery to flatten New York City faster than a DC Comics writer chasing a terrible plot device. Yes, this drink unleashed a wrath that has not been felt since Hiroshima and Nagasaki. As this concoction of carbonated water and Satan's urinary excrement slid down my throat, the first thing that was clear to me was the texture. THIS WAS NOT SODA. This monstrous brew of the tears of dragons and lost dreams of third world children slid down my gullet with the viscosity of vegetable oil mixed with a few dozen slug trails. It clung to my mouth with its foul torturous tentacles of slime more convoluted than Nixon's presidency. I am not fooled Pepsi! This is no formula! You infused your Pepsi with red hots and made it sickly red, and turned it into syrup. And then the taste...oh god. It wasn't spicy in a strong sense but it was warm enough to the tongue that the beaming, laughing, cruel and monstrous summer sun was only amplified as the teasingly icy liquid poured down only to be replaced with a sensation, not of relief, but if intensifying radiance. This tasted like watered down Fireball Whiskey without the satisfaction of the 40% alcohol content to numb my sensibilities to the taste. yes, this tasted like the attempts of an average frat guy to drown his daddy issues. Pure failure, regret and futility...As it found its way into my throat, the tingling began. Yes good people of Facebook, the tingling. It felt like spiders were crawling down my throat. Nothing could fix this and I was sure this was surely my lot in life now. There was no escaping. The Pepsi had possessed me, and would destroy my life as surely as Robert Bentley destroyed the state of Alabama...there was no coming back, my life was over. In my ears y'all I swear to everything I heard the Angels of Heaven weeping "God has abandoned us! Woe to Mankind and all his labors! The end is nigh!" As I said before, I usually expect the angel of frost and sugar to bless my throat when I drink Pepsi, but instead, I was greeted by the Angel of the Apocalypse who proceeded to break the seven seals of Revelations over my tongue with all the ferocity of Bruce Lee. My friends, Prophecies of the End of Days were being fulfilled from my taste buds. And then I thought, maybe it was over...my suffering had subsided. The taste was there but ebbing...I had survived. And then it happened...as you do sometimes with Pepsi...I belched. The feeling could only be described by saying that I knew at any moment, the breath of the mightiest dragon would escape my maw and incinerate anything in my path. My eyes watered and I prayed for deliverance but lo, none was to be found. I was alone in this living hell with this viscous red mixture in which I saw the face of Lucifer staring back at me. Hours later, the experience still haunted me as the tingling fingers of demons LINGERED at the back of my throat and when I couldn't take it anymore, I had to warn others. I had to save someone from my terrible fate. And so, with all the gusto of a romantically scorned teenage girl after one too many wine coolers, I talked....I told all that would listen to run...run away and never look back. Pepsi had bottled pure evil. And it was too late for me...weep not for me good people. Simply share the tale so that others may never fall before the Beast of Armageddon as I did...

Thank you for this report of the week.

Zersch @ 15/6/2017 19:59

Sheesh Herm, did your FE account get hacked too? Working blue today.

My temper got hacked, I'll take a harder look at the thing tomorrow, but damn. Technology can get really annoying when you don't know how to manage it properly.

BAWBY @ 15/6/2017 3:26

:sansa: is officially no longer my dog after a year dispute :sad:

She belongs to Affleck now

BAWBY @ 15/6/2017 3:26

:sansa: is officially no longer my dog after a year dispute :sad:

aww no more three month vacations to her daddy's house.

Herminator @ 15/6/2017 13:57

Fuck Skype, fuck that stupid shit program. I had to change the password since the account got hacked, but it still won't let me log on even though it acknowledged the new password. I don't know what the FUCK is going on with this shit!!!

Happened to me a lot too. Lost access to my old account because of it. They are fucking idiots. They had this huge breach by Chinese hackers where there was an exploit where you could guess infinite passwords im pretty sure. I know for a fact I didn't click on any sketch links and I found out my skype was hacked and sending some fucking fake chinese search engine links that gave u a virus. Discord is the future.

Igor @ 15/6/2017 17:22

Discord is the future.

Discord doesn't take FOREVER to load and whine about being shut down

Herminator @ 15/6/2017 14:57

Fuck Skype, fuck that stupid shit program. I had to change the password since the account got hacked, but it still won't let me log on even though it acknowledged the new password. I don't know what the FUCK is going on with this shit!!!

oh my god

Truly a HoF post

http://www.businessinsider.com/amazon-buying-acquiring-whole-foods-for-42-a-share-2017-6