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whitebb2727

whitebb2727

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Chunky Stool said:
Edibles rock, but it's amazing how they affect people differently -- and it has nothing to do with body size or years of experience smoking weed.
I use 2 boxes of ghirardelli dark chocolate brownie mix + 1 cup of butter, so there's an ounce of weed in each batch.
The weed is from last years outdoor crop and you can barely tell the brownies are spiked -- until ~30 mins later... 8)
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I've used the same recipe for a while and every time they come out different as far as time to hit. Some take 30 min and some take a few hours.

I always screw up and think they aren't any good and eat too many.
 
ANC

ANC

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My fucking car is still in for a repair job that was supposed to be done today.
Got no transport to get the wife to work tomorrow. Fuckers didn't even phone.

Had to stop halfway putting clones over into rockwool as I need another tray from the shops.
Will probably just get done with it and put them on panda film overnight or something.
 
whitebb2727

whitebb2727

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GreatwhiteNorth said:
Add mine up & it comes to 70% disabled unless you work for the VA, then my total disability is 60%. o_O

You can't make this shit up!
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I kicked my appeal over to the new ramp program. At the time I did it not many vets were switching and the turnaround time was about 50 days with 50+% approval rating. As time went by my estimated completion date keeps getting pushed further back. Now in Feb all VA appeals will be moved to ramp and it will slow to a crawl.
 
GreatwhiteNorth

GreatwhiteNorth

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whitebb2727 said:
I kicked my appeal over to the new ramp program. At the time I did it not many vets were switching and the turnaround time was about 50 days with 50+% approval rating. As time went by my estimated completion date keeps getting pushed further back. Now in Feb all VA appeals will be moved to ramp and it will slow to a crawl.
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Have you talked to a VSO?
When I appealed I went down to our local American Legion and asked for a Veterans Service Officer. I simply had to sign a power of attorney type of form to allow them access to my health records & they did the rest.
 
tangerinegreen555

tangerinegreen555

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neosapien said:
I signed up once for foodstamps along with my UC the year after the kid was born. It was a shit show. I think they gave me 91 a month. To feed 3 people. Then I never knew what was covered. Those apples are but those apples aren't. That cereal is OK but that cereal isn't. Then I always felt like people were looking at me like "look at that piece of shit drain on the economy with the SNAP card buying carrots. What a piece of shit." So I just check no now.
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I signed up for food stamps once in 1981.

I signed up on a Thursday, had been laid of for 7 or 8 months in a deep recession, no benefits left.

As luck would have it, I got called back to work when I got home.

I called the local welfare office immediately and said I just wanted to cancel. They said I already signed up and refused to cancel, and insisted they were sending me money and food stamps until I showed them a check stub from work.

It took a month until I actually got a check stub and they had sent $92 in food stamps.

I asked my dad what I should do with these food stamps and he said go out of town and buy some food, it's not like you stole them.

So I went to an out of town Giant Eagle and bought a standing rib roast, steaks, crab legs, trying to get to $92. quickly.

The snarky cashier runs my stuff through and says, 'you people eat pretty well.'
I told her she should see the fucking Cadillac I drove up in.

I dropped the standing rib roast off at my dad's house and told him what she said.

He laughed and said, 'fuck her, that's why you went out of town.'
 
Bareback

Bareback

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GreatwhiteNorth said:
Don't you just love these "Public Servants" whom shit on the very people that pay their salary's.
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The problem here is why worse and more sinister, I might sound like an asshole for saying this but here goes. Around here to work in the field of social services you have to have a degree in it, well guess what the University that offers that, is a almost 100% black college ( Tuskegee University home of the infamous Tuskegee airmen ) and as a result almost all social services workers are black and if you're white you'll get no help. That probably sounds racist and I guess it is, but it's also 100% the truth.
Also I worked as a grocery store clerk as a early teen and the stories of caddys and food stamps are completely true and not in a funny way. ( Sigh )
 
Roger A. Shrubber

Roger A. Shrubber

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Bareback said:
The problem here is why worse and more sinister, I might sound like an asshole for saying this but here goes. Around here to work in the field of social services you have to have a degree in it, well guess what the University that offers that, is a almost 100% black college ( Tuskegee University home of the infamous Tuskegee airmen ) and as a result almost all social services workers are black and if you're white you'll get no help. That probably sounds racist and I guess it is, but it's also 100% the truth.
Also I worked as a grocery store clerk as a early teen and the stories of caddys and food stamps are completely true and not in a funny way. ( Sigh )
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that was back when they gave you actual books of "stamps" and you could sell them to whoever for 30-40 cents on the dollar.....now that they have the cards, it's a lot harder for that kind of thing to happen. not impossible....but harder


about 15 years ago i was driving a cab. i got a call to pick up. when i got there, it was a duplex. there looked to be 20 or so hispanic people wandering around, most of them dressed nicer than i was. there were three brand new pickup trucks in the driveway, still with tape in the windows, a clothesline full of brand new clothes, a box for a big screen tv in the trash by the curb. new gas grill in the garage.
two middle aged hispanic ladies come out of the house, dressed very poorly, faded old dresses, run down cracked shoes..and had me take them to the DHS....i dropped them off, waited a few minutes, and went inside to talk to the girl at the desk, the hispanic girl at the desk.... i was very respectful, wasn't rude or hateful, didn't use any racial slurs....just told her i thought they should know about what i had seen at the house i picked those two ladies up at. i was told to mind my own business, that i was a racist, that i hated hispanics, minorities, and poor people......by a lady with an accent so thick i could hardly understand her........i don't give a fuck who they were, or where they were from, or if they were white, black or fucking green....they're abusing a system set up to help those in need....anyone abusing it should have their asses kicked and be banned from ever participating again, anywhere.....
 
Bareback

Bareback

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Roger A. Shrubber said:
that was back when they gave you actual books of "stamps" and you could sell them to whoever for 30-40 cents on the dollar.....now that they have the cards, it's a lot harder for that kind of thing to happen. not impossible....but harder


about 15 years ago i was driving a cab. i got a call to pick up. when i got there, it was a duplex. there looked to be 20 or so hispanic people wandering around, most of them dressed nicer than i was. there were three brand new pickup trucks in the driveway, still with tape in the windows, a clothesline full of brand new clothes, a box for a big screen tv in the trash by the curb. new gas grill in the garage.
two middle aged hispanic ladies come out of the house, dressed very poorly, faded old dresses, run down cracked shoes..and had me take them to the DHS....i dropped them off, waited a few minutes, and went inside to talk to the girl at the desk, the hispanic girl at the desk.... i was very respectful, wasn't rude or hateful, didn't use any racial slurs....just told her i thought they should know about what i had seen at the house i picked those two ladies up at. i was told to mind my own business, that i was a racist, that i hated hispanics, minorities, and poor people......by a lady with an accent so thick i could hardly understand her........i don't give a fuck who they were, or where they were from, or if they were white, black or fucking green....they're abusing a system set up to help those in need....anyone abusing it should have their asses kicked and be banned from ever participating again, anywhere.....
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In '87 I was looking for work, stopped by this high-rise going up in Atlanta, outside was a large groups of Hispanics standing around the fire barrel so I go to the office trailer and tell the super if he gives me a job that he would never see me standing around not working and he told me he didn't need anyone like that, I was very confused. Later I told someone this story and he said it's because the contractor was doing the job cost plus and needed it to go over budget so he could add more people to the payroll and overtime as well. Six months later I bought my first contractor license.... coincidence I think not. Now I'm not really sure what my story has to do with food stamps but I'll say about anything when I'm high AF.
 
injinji

injinji

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Bareback said:
In '87 I was looking for work, stopped by this high-rise going up in Atlanta, outside was a large groups of Hispanics standing around the fire barrel so I go to the office trailer and tell the super if he gives me a job that he would never see me standing around not working and he told me he didn't need anyone like that, I was very confused. Later I told someone this story and he said it's because the contractor was doing the job cost plus and needed it to go over budget so he could add more people to the payroll and overtime as well. Six months later I bought my first contractor license.... coincidence I think not. Now I'm not really sure what my story has to do with food stamps but I'll say about anything when I'm high AF.
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Back in my Navy days my ship spent a few months in drydock. For every job there was about 2-3 times as many yardbirds as needed. When I ask my Chief about it, he just laughed and said, "job security."
 
tyler.durden

tyler.durden

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My brother and I don't really get along, and we've had a contentious relationship since early childhood. The reason we're often at odds these days seems to be religion - he often wants to talk about it (thinks my son and I are hell bound because of our lack of belief), but cannot handle my handy dismantling of his stupid dogma. I'd like to see my niece more often, but unfortunately this is not up to me. Anyway, when I arrived to Thanksgiving dinner at my sister's place, my brother and his family were there. I wasn't expecting this, as I hadn't seen or talked to them all year. After a few beers, my brother walked up, gently put his arm around my shoulders, and spoke softly - "Do you remember how you used to blow Bubbles as a kid?" he asked. I smiled and replied, 'yes, I remember.' He said, "Well, I saw him the other day. He told me to tell you he said hello..." We both doubled over laughing. Fucker...
 
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