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'We May Never Know Exactly What Hamas Wants' Says Reporter In Front Of Hamas Holding 'Exterminate Jews From Existence' Banner [...] "Their motives and goals remain a mystery," the reporter stated as the Hamas terrorist waved the banner in the background. [...] https://babylonbee.com/news/we-may-never-know-exactly-what-hamas-wants-says-reporter-in-front-of-hamas-holding-exterminate-jews-from-existence-banner

As discussed not long ago, and with specifics. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Flood the Gaza Tunnels The biggest problem confronting Israel in its war on Hamas is how to destroy the Gaza tunnel networks and the terrorist operations therein. Bombing works—mostly—but there’s a better way. Not only would it dramatically reduce Israeli military and Gazan civilian casualties, but it would effectively destroy the tunnel systems for the long term. That solution is to flood the tunnels with seawater from the adjacent Mediterranean. [...] https://www.realcleardefense.com/articles/2023/11/01/flood_the_gaza_tunnels_989879.html

While at Mama T-B.'s place, we saw the roster of incoming telephone calls, see we man. Many (2+1) -- si man, Many (2+1) -- were from Cousinette T-B., inevitable and egad man. Cousinette T-B. has the most loving heart ever, truth man. However, she is the only true extrovert in the family, and massively so man. She thinks that everyone loves people, parties, and attention all the time, conclude she man. This particularly extends to the sick and hospitalized, sigh and man. This means copious and mandatory flowers, balloons, plants, and lengthy yakking visits, man. Mama T-B. wants zero visitors, can't blame her man. She is allergic to most flowers, can't fault her man. She has no use or place for balloons or potted plants, neither do we man. She is already fretting about the volume of stuff to be returned home and the mess until it's organized, excessive worry but That's Senior She Man man. Mama T-B. wants/needs to reserve her energies for what's necessary, such as recovery, si man. Visitors and even uninvited phone calls drain her, absolutely the same with us man. She doesn't care to be seen in a diminished condition, can't blame or fault her man. None -- NONE -- of this matters to or is comprehended by Cousinette T-B. in the slightest, no man. Cousinette T-B. has already contacted ex-Mrs.-T-B. to inquire about Mama T-B.'s whereabouts, thankfully no squealing by ex-she man man. It is inevitable that we shall soon be contacted by Cousinette T-B., bet your life savings on this man. Anything that we say to Cousinette T-B., no matter how diplomatic, will hurt her feelings, certain we man. However, we must fend her off, protect Mama T-B. we man. We acknowledge the invasive nature of extroverts but remain mystified why they must actively seek to take away people's time, space, comfort, and energy, see but no see we man. Discussion, si man.

Thrilling Wednesday report, see man: We had energy today and needed it, si man. First, miu was active and ultra-demanding almost all day, needy miu man. Next, we dutifully achieved stuff for Mama T-B., aid we man senior she man. 1. We made several preparatory phone calls, yak we man. 2. We went to Bank #1, cash out Mama T-B.'s matured CD we man. Many. We went to Bank #2, deposit check from matured CD we man. Many. We went to Mama T-B.'s crib to check the mail, check we man. Many. We sent important e-mails and scoped Amazon on behalf of Mama T-B., send & scope we man. Many. We took lengthy notes on what Mama T-B. needs in the hospital, deliver on Thurs. we man. Lunch (fortunately before all the above) was at Arby's WUOC, ingest financially savvy we man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. requested Mini-B. tonight vs. Thursday, up-freeing us for much of this man. A siesta was somehow squeezed in after all the above, zzz we man. We were able to deliver new-patient papers to our own doctor, deliver we man. Taco Bell was within walking distance, opportunistic we man. Din-din, in the form of Many (2+2+2) crunchy tacos, was procured, taken to the casa, and consumed under the highly interested nose of a certain desirous miu, fend off desirous miu we man. Took more notes on what else Mama T-B. needs, deliver on Thurs. we man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. can actually provide a couple of crucial items, volunteer ex-she man. Got Mini-B. into bed late, we'll see how he regrets it in the morning man. Miu finally zzz-ing atop her miu-tower, zzz-ing miu man. We should probably postpone the wild party with the rubias till tomorrow but won't, cavort we man.

Because no one wants to eat smashed cheaps* when real food is thrown atop them, that's why mam ma'am! 1. Less stuff will then fit into the bag, see mam ma'am. 2. A light treat-bag is a sign of T-or-T failure, see mam ma'am. Many. This is why we let few, if any, Canadian geologists run crucial aspects of U.S. life, si mam ma'am. *Years ago, we came home to the casa, and this dialogue ensued, see man: Then-Mrs. T-B.: I bought you cheap, si man. T-B.: What did you say, huh man? Then-Mrs. T-B.: I bought you cheap, si man. T-B.: You bought us cheap, huh man? What the dickens does THAT mean, huh man? We're not that cheap, no man. And don't let Immigration hear you say that, no man! Then-Mrs. T-B.: Cheap, CHEAP! I bought you CHEAP, si man! Further investigation revealed that she had gone to the store and bought us a bag of potato cheaps, si man.

The dry stuff has carbohydrates = fattening, si D ma'am. Cats are obligate carnivores, eat-meaters man. Cat T-B. was quite chunky earlier this year. Finally took the vet's advice and switched her solely to wet glop*. *how can they eat that disgusting, vile #######, anyway? By next visit, she was down to acceptable weight. However, she will not eat the partial bowl of dry stuff that I always leave out. She instead lobbies for more wet glop**. **Fancy Feast Petites beef, ocean whitefish, salmon, chicken + rice, turkey I finally got smart and began knife-slicing those little tubs open (they don't rip open neatly). Expensive, but I have them on auto-order from Chewy.com. Obligate carnivore status includes obligate geckovore status. This is what Cat T-B. did at the time. Cat T-B. normally sleeps through the afternoon, but today she was ultra-needy.

English-only outside the regional forums, overedj'muhcated mam ma'am! Reported!!! Accommodating their nocturnality (cool new word), mam ma'am. We can relate, si and ow ow ow ow OW mam ma'am. Cats won't go hungry, no mam ma'am. It's always imminent. They know their public.

We're in great -- nay, desperate -- need of our Semiofficial Semiweekly VAWA-Thread Joke: ============================================================= SEEN ON STUPID SIGNS DANGER -- DO NOT TOUCH. Not only will this kill you, but it will hurt the whole time when you're dying. PUSH TO OPEN. If that does not work, PULL. If both do not work, try the actual entrance around the corner. Please note: cat milk does not come from cats. Please do not lick the bathroom walls. Thank you. We don't speak Pig Latin, Klingon, or Starbucks. Please order a small, medium, or large. Pull your pants up or don't come in. No one wants to see your underwear. (Does not apply to children under 3 years of age.) In light of recent events, no Oreos will be allowed in the library. This vending machine has no cups. Please do not cup your hands underneath it instead. Because of a shortage of robots, some of our staff are human and therefore react unpredictably when abused or under pressure.

Which of those turkeys infected you, huh man? And, this weekend, we again face the most correctable cause of adverse events. Leave the son-of-a-beehive on Daylight Saving, fer gossakes man. Not fun, no man. Maybe it's TB. T-B., or not T-B.; That is the congestion. Consumption be done about it? Of cough! Of cough!

Other thread, man. You wear entire rooms? Sounds heavy, or spacious, or specious.

One-way, especially the "Queers for Palestine" and the "Jews for Palestine."

A lot of this sounds like the boy who murdered his parents and then demanded alms because he was an orphan.

Ukraine has taken 17,000 Russians off the battlefield without firing a shot, US Army special-ops general says [...] Ukraine isn't only using bullets and bombs against Russian forces. Thanks to its information operations, Kyiv has helped take 17,000 Russians off the battlefield without even firing a shot, according to the head of US Army Special Operations Command. Rapid advances in communications technology and the widespread use of social-media platforms have made it easier for state and non-state actors to reach vast audiences to promote their own interests and undermine those of their rivals. [...] https://www.yahoo.com/news/ukraine-taken-17-000-russians-222101563.html

Thread is moved to the Waivers forum.

By the way, I voted for the I-751 petition, but my vote registered for Hacking. Fix! Fix! Fix!

Incompetent, obstructive Immigrant Visa Unit chiefs whom everyone wanted to throttle in Guayaquil in 2008.

Thrilling (?) Tuesday-report addendum, see in addition man: Mini-B. had gastrointestinal upset from candy overindulgence, in one end out the other man. He was also on a half-crazed sugar buzz, and man. He is finally asleep, finally zzz wee man. We thoroughly inspected his "take" and were most disappointed, few Snickers*/Almond Joy* man. *never to be seen again, ingest surreptitiously we man Why do people pass out garbage that no one wants to eat, huh man? Oh, and Happy Columbus Day in Poland, oj tak! (Absent Asia! Absent, ABSENT Asia!)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Secret Service Mistakenly Spends Four Hours Protecting Halloween Butler Decoration [...] Eyewitnesses say two agents had remained alertly at their post for several hours before it dawned on them that they'd only been standing in front of an uncanny likeness of the President. [...] https://babylonbee.com/news/secret-service-mistakenly-spends-four-hours-protecting-halloween-butler-decoration

Scintillating Tuesday repartee, yawn man. ----- Thrilling Tuesday report, see man: We dragged ourself from bed to get Mini-B. to skool, then tried to stay awake until we couldn't, zzz we man. Lunch was onecan of beef stew, ingest we man. Din-din was bagged shredded lettuce + tomato + croutons and hot dogs, ingest Two Guys man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. (attired as a witch) came over with choice of Hallowe'en costumes for Mini-B., visit ex-she man. Mini-B. chose to be a zombie, zombified wee man. Hallowe'en report available here, see man: Trying to pry Mini-B. away from the TV, watch-videoing wee man. This is the first Hallowe'en ever that Mama T-B. hasn't had Mini-B. come over for goodies, man. We sent her fotos (Spanish spelling), only option man. We and ex-Mrs.-T-B. hugged on what would have been anniversary #Many (2x2x2x2 -1), hug we and ex-she man. Overall, an OK day, conclude we man.

Mini-B. dressed as a zombie and went out with his mom to meet his friends. At 6 p.m., I parked on a chair just inside the open garage, for easy disbursement of goodies and to keep Cat T-B. inside. Weather was clear, very cold (mid-50s), and breezy. I had a book to keep myself occupied. Fewer houses on our street had lights on than I'd ever seen, even during the pandemic. Goodies were snack-sized Hershey milk chocolate (80-bar bag from Costco, $9.99) and some Colombian chocolate lollipops (Tootsie Roll-type) from Ecuador that I found. I found it interesting that the latter were very slightly more popular than the former. First trickle began at around 6:30. No unbroken waves of kids. Almost no one said "trick or treat." Slightly fewer visitors overall than usual. Fewer than half said "thank you." Everyone but one kid took only one or two treats maximum, despite my urging. Only one group of older (hyskool-aged) kids, and they were most polite of all. I finally met some really personable neighbors whom I'd always waved to; they brought their toddler boy out for his first Hallowe'en, dressed as a little elephant. Mini-B. had fun and returned with a large haul. Am hoping that he'll restrain himself tonight so that his sugar buzz will be minor enough to enable sleep. I ate only 4 Hershey bars myself, finding it difficult to juggle them while I tried to read my book. In summary, I wish that there'd been more traffic, but it was OK considering how few houses on the street were open for business. The good news is that more than half the bag of Hershey bars is left for me -- slurrrrrrp. Let's hear your report, si man!

With many guys, as long as they can button the front coat button without its popping off, they're happy.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Portland Neighborhood Terrified By Residents Dressed Up As Normal Middle-Class Family [...] "I get it. People love to be scary and provocative on Halloween — but this is a bit much!" said concerned neighbor Charlene Jannifer, herself dressed as a transgender steampunk witch. "Like, no one wants to see that when they walk through the neighborhood. It's disturbing." [...] https://babylonbee.com/news/portland-neighborhood-terrified-by-residents-dressed-up-as-loving-nuclear-family

Spooky! Lori Lightfoot Dresses Up As Lori Lightfoot CHICAGO, IL — Mayor Lori Lightfoot sent shivers down the spines of Chicagoans as she revealed her spine-tingling costume: none other than herself. The city was left stunned and slightly perplexed as the mayor emerged in what can only be described as the most bone-chilling Halloween costume imaginable. [...] https://babylonbee.com/news/spooky-lori-lightfoot-dresses-up-as-lori-lightfoot

And obviously fully evolved over you lesser primates.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ D.C. Parents Warn Trick-Or-Treaters To Avoid Big House Where Creepy Old Man Lives https://babylonbee.com/news/dc-parents-warn-trick-or-treaters-to-avoid-big-house-where-creepy-old-man-lives