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Friendly reminder that 15.2 million hunters walked into the woods this weekend. Not a single one was shot on purpose. Not a single mass shooting. It’s not the gun. It’s the people.
Bernie Sanders hasn't done anything but cry about millionaires (till he became one) and then billionaires now for the last 30 years. Literally has done nothing productive for society. Just for Bernie.
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Justin retweeted
Last night I was shooting video of the championship festivities and I noticed @mrs_klarson . She got all their kids to the track Sunday, was standing by helping them get to where they could stand on their dad @KyleLarsonRacin car for photo ops. Some referred to them as Kyle's kids for easier reference.
She was in the background and her kids and husband were featured but at the center of it all, you gotta know, is the hub of the wheel at home keeping it all together so her husband can focus on racing and become a three-time champion while still able to have an incredible family at home. Katelyn Larson is a champ.
Easy fix. If you are on your side of the 50 and kick a FG the ball is placed at your 25 yard line if you miss. If you are across the 50 it’s placed at opponents 25 if you miss.
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Plot twist! He was trying to prevent the unwanted oral and accidentally touched her breast in efforts to not be raped himself. 🤷♂️
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Old School Magic? @HCLPokerShow
Susie Zhao was found in a Michigan parking lot - raped, murdered, and set on fire at 33. For ten years she had been one of the sharpest players in American poker: she sat across from grown men who couldn’t read her and cleaned them out to the last chip. That entire life - the skill, the lights, the crowd - came to $224,671 and a death almost no one even noticed
They called her “Susie Q.” In the video below - one of the last times a camera ever caught her at a table - you can see why the game loved her: young, calm, smiling, quietly taking apart a seat full of men twice her size. This is the life poker sells you. The lights, the respect, the strangers online who adore you
Here’s the bill it hides. The game pays in “freedom,” and the price of that freedom is everything that anchors a person - no home, no schedule, no one who needs you by morning. Just the next table, the next city, the next swing from flush to broke. Susie was good enough to live inside it for ten years, and $224,671 is all the record books say she had to show for a decade of airports, all-night games, and people who only knew her with chips in front of her
By 2020 she’d drifted back to Michigan, off the streams and mostly alone. She accepted a place to stay from a man she barely knew. He raped her, killed her, and burned her body in a park-and-ride lot
Here’s the part that should scare you. The table hands a gambler a family of strangers and quietly deletes the real one - and strangers don’t come looking when you stop showing up. Every person who ever cheered “Susie Q” would swear they loved her. Not one of them was in the room where she died - and the poker world found out she was gone the way you just did: secondhand, too late to matter
So before you buy the gambler’s life - the freedom, the swings, the crowd chanting your name - answer the only question that lands the second the cameras cut: who would actually come looking for you?
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60% of all local and property tax go to the schools. How about figuring out who's pocket that money is going in before we start dipping into citizen's pockets AGAIN.
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