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Sorry Excuse For American Hasn't Blown Off Single Finger With Fireworks LEE'S SUMMIT, MO — As people across the nation prepared to celebrate the 4th of July holiday, one sorry excuse for an American revealed he had yet to blow off a single finger with fireworks. Sources close to 39-year-old Ben Malick said that they were unable to confirm whether or not he was actually a citizen of the United States due to the fact that he had not lost any of his digits in a horrific fireworks accident. "Can anyone with all 10 fingers really consider themselves an American?" asked one of his friends. "It [...] https://babylonbee.com/news/sorry-excuse-for-american-hasnt-blown-off-single-finger-with-fireworks

They're Gone: Eight Illegal Immigrants Sent to South Sudan [...] OK, let's get one thing straight: The eight goblins sent to South Sudan aren't "migrants." They are, or were, illegal aliens; people in the United States in violation of our immigration laws, and with criminal convictions above and beyond their illegal entry. For various reasons, they aren't being sent back to their home countries; thus, their housing in South Sudan. This is an immigration-law equivalent of the old bartenders' closing-time admonition: "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here." [...] https://redstate.com/wardclark/2025/07/05/theyre-gone-eight-illegal-immigrants-sent-to-south-sudan-n2191275

THE OUTHOUSE PROBLEM, SI MAN Ma and Pa were two old folks living on a farm in the Arkansas hills, si man. Pa found out that the hole under their outhouse was full, si man. He told Ma that he didn't know how to empty the hole, no man. Ma said, "Why don't you go ask the youngun down the road, huh man? He must be smart 'cause he's a college gradjyate, si man." Pa drove to the neighbor's house and asked him, "Mr. College Gradjyate, my outhouse hole is full, and I don't know what to do to empty it, si and no man." The young man said, "Get yourself two sticks of dynamite, one with a short fuse and one with a long fuse, si man. Put them both under the outhouse and light them both at the same time, si man. The first one will go off and shoot the outhouse in the air, si man. While it's in the air, the second one will go off and spread the poop all across your farm, fertilizing your ground, si man. The outhouse should then come back down on the same spot atop the now-empty hole, si man." Pa thanked the neighbor, then bought two sticks of dynamite, one with a short fuse and one with a long fuse, si man. He went home and put them under the outhouse, si man. He lit them and ran behind a tree, si man. All of a sudden, Ma ran out of the house and into the outhouse, si man. Boom, si man! The first stick of dynamite exploded, shooting the outhouse into the air, si man. Boom, si man! The second stick of dynamite exploded, spreading poop all over the farm, si man. Then, WHAM, si man! The outhouse came crashing back down atop the hole, si man. Pa raced to the outhouse, threw open the door, and asked, "Ma, are you all right, huh man?" As Ma pulled up her panties, she said, "Yeah, si man, but I'm sure glad I didn't fart in the kitchen, no man!"

It is Sunday, and time for our hilarious, tension-relieving, progress-prompting (that is, if correlation = causation) Official Weekly VAWA-Thread Joke: =========================================== WHAT'S IN A NAME? ME: The bathroom is cleaned. WIFE: Thank you. ME: Why do we keep the toilet brush in the shower? WIFE: What? ME: Why is the toilet brush in the shower? WIFE: What are you talking about? ME: The puffy thing with the handle. WIFE: MY LOOFAH?! ME: You named the toilet brush?!

VDH is dead-nuts on fire here. Pleasurable reading, no matter what your pet issue is. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Decline and Fall of Our So-Called Degreed Experts The first six months of the Trump administration have not been kind to the experts and the degree-holding classes. Almost daily during the tariff hysterias of March, we were told by university economists and most of the PhDs employed in investment and finance that the U.S. was headed toward a downward, if not recessionary, spiral. Most economists lectured that trade deficits did not really matter. Or they insisted that the cures to reduce them were worse than the $1.1 trillion deficit itself. They reminded us that free, rather than fair, trade alone ensured prosperity. So, the result of Trump's foolhardy tariff talk would be an impending recession. America would soon suffer rising joblessness, inflation--or rather a return to stagflation--and likely little, if any, increase in tariff revenue as trade volume declined. Instead, [...] https://www.realclearpolitics.com/articles/2025/07/04/the_decline_and_fall_of_our_so-called_degreed_experts_152996.html

OP, your literacy and powers of expression are probably superior to any that I've ever seen on this site. I say this regardless of whether I agree with you or not. I hope that you stay on VJ and contribute as you can.

The same goes for other important documents: copies of birth certificates, university transcripts, etc.

Thrilling (?) Saturday non-ES report, see man: We up-dosed on major HSM and actually zzz'd through the night, even more needed man. Breakfast was 2 hard-boiled eggs*, ingest we man. *these are ready-to-eat from the dairy department** at Costco, reminder man **try explaining that to the cows and the chickens, scratch-header man After ES-ing, we collected a few more cardboard boxes, preparatory we man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. & Mini-B. headed to the airport, Ecu trip man. Mama T-B. wanted more items from her old casa, request senior she man of we man man. We spent considerable time there to consider which furniture to move, can't wait any longer man. Lunch was again on her monthly account, explained previously man. We consumed chicken parm + noodles, asparagus, dinner roll, & chocolate cake, ingest we and hose A1c we man. Mama T-B. consumed 2 laxative pills, irregularity man. She regretted this, no outflow boundaries at all man. She had to lie in it for some time without cleanup, few helpers around man. She was crying more desperately on the phone than we've ever heard, gosh man. We phoned the office and got results, thankfully man. Mama T-B. much calmer when we visited, si man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. reported timely arrival in Panama, connection man. After returning to our casa, we did the following, see man: -- laundered Mama T-B.'s soiled dusters***, afraid of running out of them senior she man man ***along with Mini-B.'s mini-week mini-load, proficient Thread Laundress we man -- called a moving co., arrange for several pieces to go to Mama T-B. Sunday afternoon man -- arranged 2 Amazon returns for Mama T-B., arrange we man -- made new Amazon purchase for Mama T-B., purchase we man -- left birthday greeting for reclusive Aunt T-B. at Skilled Noosering Facility in Oregon, greet we man -- din-dinned/treated insistent miu, assuage demanding miu we man -- din-dinned on toucans of Chef B. Beefaroni, ingest we man -- informed Mama T-B. of stuff's Sunday delivery, gird loins for inevitable reaction we man -- went through consequent aysheep "who shot John" about move, timing, items, etc., aysheep senior she man -- Mama T-B. wants one dresser instead of another, hose entire prospective layout man. -- took whole new list of stuff Mama T-B. wants from old casa, transcribe we man We were rather bummed and exhausted after this, no end to it man. We took a siesta, rather restorative man. Called Mama T-B., calmer senior she man man. Told her that we were going back to old casa to out-clear garbage from dressers, clear we man. At old casa, we out-cleared a staggering amount of junk from many drawers, good grief man. Two drawers alone were filled with used/unused gift wrap/ribbons/bags, hoard senior she man man. Another was half-filled with old (empty) jewelry boxes, go out for boxing we man. Mama T-B. always yelled at us for leaving "cr@p" out, cluttered we man. How is it any better to squirrel it away, riddle us THIS man? We were sweaty and rather bummed after this job, perspirational bum we man. Miu demanded #2 din-din + brushing + multiple treats upon our return, henpecked by All Females we man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. reported successful arrival in Ecu, arrive ex-she man & wee man man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Should probably prep ourself early Sunday, movers' availability sometime after their morning runs man. Maybe we can get another free lunch beforehand, ingest financially savvy we man. Who knows whether we can conquer our 2 remaining LLs, unsure we man. And that was/is our thrilling Saturday, report we man.

Saturday ES report, see man: We attended both ESs, reliable we man. Neither yielded anything, one dump casa one nice casa man. Oh well, OK man. Total = $0

How VERY Arkansan, si D ma'am. Shouldn't Arkansans instead register at dentists for Denture Rewards, huh D ma'am? Time of fireworks notification precised, see and si and D ma'am. Can he trade them for their cash value, huh D ma'am? Definitely descended from Hillbilly, si D ma'am!

Ex-Mrs.-T-B. is loca, nuts ex-she man man. She needs to recover for a long time, si man. We are not particularly interested in reconnecting, no man. It would be a VERY long time with HEAVY premarital counseling, if ever man. Tell that to our A1c, probably completely hosed man. Aldi burnt them, not us, si and no man. And aren't you supposed to be consumed in July Many'th (2+2th) recreation, huh man?

OP, answer the questions. Consequent to the answers, it seems that you have cause to: A. Demand a refund for any I-130 application fees plus legal charges for filing it; B. Formally report that attorney to your State Bar Association; C. Both of the above.

Scientists issue warning after detecting concerning surge in infection in domestic cats: 'Should be closely monitored' [...] Scientists at the University of Maryland conducted a systematic review of scientific literature from 2004 to 2024 to assess the epidemiology and global distribution of avian flu in cats. They found what they described as a "drastic flux" in infections among domestic cats in 2023 and 2024 after the emergence of H5N1 clade 2.3.4.4b — a specific genetic lineage of highly pathogenic avian influenza that emerged around 2020 — in other mammals. They also discovered an uptick in the number of ways that cats were being infected with the illness, according to the University of Minnesota, which summarized the findings. [...] https://www.yahoo.com/news/scientists-issue-warning-detecting-concerning-103020168.html

Thrilling Friday report, see man: Embedded ourself at 2 a.m. with heap heap HEAP HEAP HSM, out-knocked we man. In the first half-hour of Many (2+2+2) a.m., Many (2+1) -- si man, Many (2+1) -- texts came in, man. This hosed our carefully planned in-zzz-ing, man. Mini-B. still zzz-ing, zzz wee man man. We decided to mow front lawn, before rain/heat man. Two sweatbands were consumed, one job one recovery man. While we recovered under ceiling fan, ex-Mrs.-T-B. called, call ex-she man we man man. She asked when we wanted to turn over Mini-B., Ecu trip Saturday man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. then stated how much she was hurting after dumping by the Rojo, si man. We gave her several reasons why it wasn't her fault, no lie we man man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. appreciated our reasoning and concluded that she would be OK, si man. She even complimented us on a few of our Many,000,000,000 positive qualities, si man. We rousted Mini-B. from bed before noon, minor miracle man. Went straight to Mama T-B.'s old casa, start there man. Mini-B. helped us take empty boxes upstairs, would've taken us forever even if we'd survived it man. We dumped them inside, and Mini-B. chillaxed while we retrieved lunches*, retrieve we man. *with use of Mama T-B.'s stagnating monthly meal allowance, nothing wrong with this man Mini-B. had a cheeseburger, cheaps, and broccoli soup, ingest we man. We had baked whitefish, butternut squash, hush puppies, and diced watermelon, ingest we man. Mini-B. was full, so we consumed both cherry cobblers, ingest and hose A1c we man. Gathered items requested by Mama T-B., gather we man. Visited Mama T-B. in new place, visit senior she man. Mama T-B. delighted to see Mini-B., as ever man. She didn't even yell at us, amazing man. It was a good visit, conclude Two Guys and senior she man man. Returned to casa, return Two Guys man. We were past ready for a siesta, need major zzz we man. Uncle T-B. phoned TWICE precisely in the middle of it, man. Din-din was burnt pork ends (Aldi) and tater tots (Aldi), ingest Two Guys man. Movie evening was 2 Breaking Bad episodes, watch Two Guys man. Many (2+1) bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys man. Tally for the week was Many (1 Manyzen + 1), highly acceptable Two Guys total man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. asked us to bring Mini-B., in throes of packing ex-she man man. Mini-B. gathered his junk, gather wee man man. We got him to join us in stripping/reclothing his bed, minor miracle man. Miu helped by sitting on bed while we were trying to make it, participatory miu man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. out on errand, empty casa man. We said goodbye to Mini-B., end of Two Guys week man. It was a good week despite Internet outage, conclude Two Guys man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Will listen to fireworks, miu thankfully not spooked by them man. We have itineraried 2 ESs for Saturday, think we can attend we man. Then, must contact moving-companies, determine schedules man. And that was/is our thrilling Friday, report we man.

The feeling is unparalleled, isn't it? Congratulations and best of luck to both of you. Do stick around to offer support to others.

Such a literate, detailed report will be of interest and comfort to others, assuredly. Elaboration on Crazy Cat's recommendation about collecting evidence for Removing Conditions: I took everything that might remotely support evidence of our relationship and threw it all into a box. I had a computer folder for online material. When it was time to file the I-751, I had the high-class problem of deciding what NOT to include. In addition (actually, before anything), shop for a lawyer who can draft wills, medical & financial powers of attorney, and similar estate documents. These make superlative evidence for Removing Conditions, and they're even more crucial to have in "life." Remember that if you move from one U.S. state to another, your will may need to be redone.

Keep buying booze until you can officially test the card! 1. If it works as ID, begin drinking immediately & heavily to celebrate. 2. If it doesn't work, begin drinking immediately & heavily regardless.

Thrilling Thursday-on-Friday report, see man: Went to bed at half-past midnight, unheard of but beyond-exhausted we man man. Internet still down, disgusted Mini-B. wee man and frustrated we man man. Awoke at half-past Many (2x2x2) a.m., feeling lousy despite bedtime HSM we man. Internet was up, finally resolved man. Immediately scanned/e-mailed important poop for Mama T-B.'s long-term care insurance, prioritize we man. Handled home health for Uncle T-B., confused senior he man. Nooser assistant had just been there to supervise his shower, deny presence of anyone he man. Registered Nooser outside his door thereafter, not acknowledge nooser's presence he man. He did see nooser, who confirmed his confusion along with nooser assistant, man. Last thing we need now is to have to get Uncle T-B. into memory care, man. Lunch for us was Tuna Glop, ingest we man. Lunch for Mini-B. was toucans Chef B. Beefaroni, ingest wee man. We still felt awful afterward and texted Mama T-B. accordingly, didn't pester us senior she man man. An hourlong siesta was taken, helpful zzz but not nearly enough man. Took "daytime" HSM throughout daytime, must muscle through we man man. At half-past Many (2+1), awoke and did the following (in rain & traffic), see man: -- went to storage outfit #1, investigate we man -- went to hardware store for boxes, save future ones for us they man -- went to liquor store, charm clerkette to get Many boxes we man -- went to storage outfit #2, investigate we man -- went back to storage outfit #1 to rent Many-x-Many cubicle, hope it's adequate we man -- went to 'za place to carry out monster 'roni 'za, anticipated by Mini-B. man Din-din was the monster 'roni 'za, ingest in half-of-half an hour Two Guys man. Brushed needy miu for second time, assuage needy miu we man. E-mailed Mama T-B.'s situation to CPA and to head chica of chief investment co., e-mail we man they man man. Movie night was more Breaking Bad episodes, watch Two Guys man. Many (2+2) bowls of Costco popcorn were consumed, ingest Two Guys man. This tallies to Many (2x2x2 +2) for the truncated week, quota achieved man. Researched moving-companies, couple of possibilities man. Discovered that online booking of storage outfit #1 is $Many00 cheaper than in-store, we man. No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man. Identified a GS that we can attend consequent to another errand on Friday, identify we man. Must balance time with Mini-B. and boxing books at Mama T-B.'s old crib, bifurcate ourself we man man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. takes Mini-B. Friday eve for trip to Ecu starting Saturday, bye wee man man. We shall take much HSM and hope to zzz in, please no calls/texts/thunder man. And that was/is our thrilling Thursday, report we man.

Si and gracias, mam ma'am, but we can't stand the whining on NextDoor and probably won't ever return except perhaps to sell Mama T-B.'s leftover furniture if we're desperate, si mam ma'am. Si, Y ma'am. In fact, we stopped at an old-fashioned hardware store for some and a liquor store for more, free man.

Wonderful news -- you must feel great!

Thread is moved from the CR-1 Process forum to the Embassy/Consulate forum -- topic involves consular processing.

Hee heeeeeee! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So I Installed That ICEBlock App on My Phone... There's a new app that lets leftists report the location of ICE agents in real-time — but the Right hijacked it. By now, you've probably heard of ICEBlock, a mobile app developed by self-described Antifa and BLM guy Joshua Aaron, for reporting the location of ICE agents in real-time. If you haven't heard of ICE Block, it isn't for any lack of trying on CNN's part. [...] The good news is that while ICEBlock could be more user-friendly, it's no more difficult for law-abiding citizens to use than it is for lefties. [...] https://pjmedia.com/vodkapundit/2025/07/02/so-i-installed-that-ice-block-app-on-my-phone-n4941374

Thrilling Wednesday report, see man: Breakfast was 2 hard-boiled eggs, ingest we man. Mini-B.'s breakfast/lunch was PB&J sandwiches, ingest wee man. We spent nearly an hour on the phone with Mama T-B.'s long-term care policy issuer, si man. Mama T-B. had taken out 2 policies, one of them Many (2x2x2x2x2 +2+1) years ago, ancient man. Customer-service chica found the "newer" one right away, si man. Customer-service chica bent over backward trying to find the other, consult others she man man. She kept us on the line to listen to her caucuses with the others, interesting and efficient man. This was perhaps the best-ever customer-service experience in our memory, no exaggerate we man. We later got forms to complete, Many pages man. However, we can't submit them because the Internet is down again, what the man.* *We are using Mini-B.'s WiFi hotspot, only workaround man Mini-B. is exceptionally displeased with ongoing outage, interrupted his gaming with amigo man. Ex-Mrs.-T-B. took Mini-B. to basketball camp, take ex-she man wee man man. We simultaneously left for duties for Mama T-B., simultaneous we man. Mama T-B. in slightly better mood today, wouldn't take much to achieve that man. We have got to decide on furniture and find movers, time's wasting man. We haven't done one thing to de-content Mama T-B.'s desks, bookcases, dressers, or nothin', no man. We need to find a cheap source of Many,000,000 boxes, go out for boxing we man. And we lose one day of activity consequent to the July Many'th (2+2th) holiday, sigh man. Din-din was nuked mixed vegetables & Aldi breaded chicken fingers in honey-mustard, ingest Two Guys man. No party with the rubias, no cavort we man. And that was/is our thrilling Wednesday, report we man.

WCG does his and uses Dollar General toilet paper as the filters, awe-inspiring WCG man. You're lucky that we slummed in Walmart at all, so there man. Whoopee, si and glee man! Out-missing on one of the major food groups, sigh man... See above, see and si and man.