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As if +PoliticalVideos wasn't enough punishment, #Discuit now has +AskPolitics!
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+AskDiscuit's father's brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate. Please try to post any politically slanted "ask" posts here! Civil discussion purposes only! All points of view are considered, but ...
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November 10, 2025 at 11:20 PM
As if +PoliticalVideos wasn't enough punishment, #Discuit now has +AskPolitics!
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Interesting post on #Discuit today about this topic - not believing what is right in front of you.
The trouble with the people on this planet is they refuse to think, they refuse to believe anything except what they know..
(Sun Ra)
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November 9, 2025 at 12:41 PM
Interesting post on #Discuit today about this topic - not believing what is right in front of you.
Waiting for downvotes to go live so I can unblock all the .gov accounts.
a man in a white shirt is standing in front of a window looking out .
ALT: a man in a white shirt is standing in front of a window looking out .
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November 3, 2025 at 11:11 PM
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The sign in front matched the logo on the business card he had received from Percy Greene - two palm trees with a little island between them. The windows were painted with various tropical scenes, such as coconut trees and lapping waves. Brock decided it was altogether tacky and out of place here.
October 29, 2025 at 3:25 PM
The sign in front matched the logo on the business card he had received from Percy Greene - two palm trees with a little island between them. The windows were painted with various tropical scenes, such as coconut trees and lapping waves. Brock decided it was altogether tacky and out of place here.
The P.I. slid the utensil into his back pocket. "This is a useful item to have," he thought, already planning to pick up a Clark Special from Dino's Delicatessen on the way home later.
Brock surveyed the scene across the street. There was Island Realty, a small brown building on a lot by itself.
Brock surveyed the scene across the street. There was Island Realty, a small brown building on a lot by itself.
October 29, 2025 at 3:22 PM
The P.I. slid the utensil into his back pocket. "This is a useful item to have," he thought, already planning to pick up a Clark Special from Dino's Delicatessen on the way home later.
Brock surveyed the scene across the street. There was Island Realty, a small brown building on a lot by itself.
Brock surveyed the scene across the street. There was Island Realty, a small brown building on a lot by itself.
Brock Brent, P.I., continued his walk in the direction of Island Realty, savoring his convenient breakfast as he went. By the time he reached the location, his hunger had been satiated. He found a public trash receptacle to dispose of the cup. Using a napkin, he wiped his new pocket fork clean.
October 29, 2025 at 3:18 PM
Brock Brent, P.I., continued his walk in the direction of Island Realty, savoring his convenient breakfast as he went. By the time he reached the location, his hunger had been satiated. He found a public trash receptacle to dispose of the cup. Using a napkin, he wiped his new pocket fork clean.
"Heck of an idea, Pal," he replied. "I don't suppose you have any for sale?"
The entrepreneur smiled broadly. "Funny you should mention that. I just started carrying that item for sale. Two bits."
The P.I. slid a coin across the surface of the young man's cart and was handed a small metal fork.
The entrepreneur smiled broadly. "Funny you should mention that. I just started carrying that item for sale. Two bits."
The P.I. slid a coin across the surface of the young man's cart and was handed a small metal fork.
October 29, 2025 at 3:14 PM
"Heck of an idea, Pal," he replied. "I don't suppose you have any for sale?"
The entrepreneur smiled broadly. "Funny you should mention that. I just started carrying that item for sale. Two bits."
The P.I. slid a coin across the surface of the young man's cart and was handed a small metal fork.
The entrepreneur smiled broadly. "Funny you should mention that. I just started carrying that item for sale. Two bits."
The P.I. slid a coin across the surface of the young man's cart and was handed a small metal fork.
The P.I. balked at the price, but could not deny the convenience. He counted out the bills onto the cart, and took the concoction and some napkins.
"Got a fork?" he asked.
"You don't have a pocket fork?" the young man asked.
Brock flushed chagrinly at never having heard of a pocket fork before.
"Got a fork?" he asked.
"You don't have a pocket fork?" the young man asked.
Brock flushed chagrinly at never having heard of a pocket fork before.
October 29, 2025 at 3:10 PM
The P.I. balked at the price, but could not deny the convenience. He counted out the bills onto the cart, and took the concoction and some napkins.
"Got a fork?" he asked.
"You don't have a pocket fork?" the young man asked.
Brock flushed chagrinly at never having heard of a pocket fork before.
"Got a fork?" he asked.
"You don't have a pocket fork?" the young man asked.
Brock flushed chagrinly at never having heard of a pocket fork before.
I posted this on #PoliticalMemes on #Discuit, but my edit on the bottom pic was kinda low-effort, so here's the improved version:
October 16, 2025 at 10:59 PM
I posted this on #PoliticalMemes on #Discuit, but my edit on the bottom pic was kinda low-effort, so here's the improved version:
Brock's "Breakfast to Go" creation inspired by Cup O' Pizza!
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Jerk Cup O Pizza
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September 23, 2025 at 4:02 PM
Brock's "Breakfast to Go" creation inspired by Cup O' Pizza!
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The P.I. balked at the price, but could not deny the convenience. He counted out the bills onto the cart, and took the concoction and some napkins.
"Got a fork?" he asked.
The young man placed a plastic fork into the cup and counted his earnings.
Brock headed down the block, eating as he walked.
"Got a fork?" he asked.
The young man placed a plastic fork into the cup and counted his earnings.
Brock headed down the block, eating as he walked.
September 23, 2025 at 3:58 PM
The P.I. balked at the price, but could not deny the convenience. He counted out the bills onto the cart, and took the concoction and some napkins.
"Got a fork?" he asked.
The young man placed a plastic fork into the cup and counted his earnings.
Brock headed down the block, eating as he walked.
"Got a fork?" he asked.
The young man placed a plastic fork into the cup and counted his earnings.
Brock headed down the block, eating as he walked.
The vendor added some green pepper and onion to the griddle. He chopped all the ingredients together and seasoned them with salt and pepper. Then he scooped up the mixture and dumped it into a paper cup.
"Well, would you look at that!" Brock exclaimed. "How much?"
"Three," the young man replied.
"Well, would you look at that!" Brock exclaimed. "How much?"
"Three," the young man replied.
September 23, 2025 at 3:55 PM
The vendor added some green pepper and onion to the griddle. He chopped all the ingredients together and seasoned them with salt and pepper. Then he scooped up the mixture and dumped it into a paper cup.
"Well, would you look at that!" Brock exclaimed. "How much?"
"Three," the young man replied.
"Well, would you look at that!" Brock exclaimed. "How much?"
"Three," the young man replied.
"My gut's barking at me. What you sellin' here, friend?" the P.I. inquired.
"Good morning, Sir!" the young man beamed at a new customer. "My own creation for busy businessmen like yourself. Breakfast to go!"
Brock watched as the entrepreneur whipped up two scrambled eggs and two slices of bacon.
"Good morning, Sir!" the young man beamed at a new customer. "My own creation for busy businessmen like yourself. Breakfast to go!"
Brock watched as the entrepreneur whipped up two scrambled eggs and two slices of bacon.
September 23, 2025 at 3:51 PM
"My gut's barking at me. What you sellin' here, friend?" the P.I. inquired.
"Good morning, Sir!" the young man beamed at a new customer. "My own creation for busy businessmen like yourself. Breakfast to go!"
Brock watched as the entrepreneur whipped up two scrambled eggs and two slices of bacon.
"Good morning, Sir!" the young man beamed at a new customer. "My own creation for busy businessmen like yourself. Breakfast to go!"
Brock watched as the entrepreneur whipped up two scrambled eggs and two slices of bacon.
Thanks to his sharp detective skills, Brock was able to find street parking near Dino's Delicatessen. He thought he would stop by later on to pick up a new car sandwich. Outside of the Courthouse, there was a street vendor selling breakfast creations. His stomach rumbling, the detective stopped by.
September 23, 2025 at 3:46 PM
Thanks to his sharp detective skills, Brock was able to find street parking near Dino's Delicatessen. He thought he would stop by later on to pick up a new car sandwich. Outside of the Courthouse, there was a street vendor selling breakfast creations. His stomach rumbling, the detective stopped by.
Brock put the top up on the convertible to stave off some of the heat from the early morning sun but kept the windows rolled down to generate some breeze. The morning was hot and sticky, like a cinnamon roll from the 21B Bakery, but not in a pleasant, delicious way. He drove the car toward Downtown.
September 23, 2025 at 2:53 PM
Brock put the top up on the convertible to stave off some of the heat from the early morning sun but kept the windows rolled down to generate some breeze. The morning was hot and sticky, like a cinnamon roll from the 21B Bakery, but not in a pleasant, delicious way. He drove the car toward Downtown.
Doffing his hat, the P.I. exited the office, closing and locking the door that had the frosted glass that was stenciled with the words "Brock Brent, Private Investigator."
There was some mail beginning to pile up on the floor in front of his office door, but he did not bother to look at any of it.
There was some mail beginning to pile up on the floor in front of his office door, but he did not bother to look at any of it.
September 23, 2025 at 2:45 PM
Doffing his hat, the P.I. exited the office, closing and locking the door that had the frosted glass that was stenciled with the words "Brock Brent, Private Investigator."
There was some mail beginning to pile up on the floor in front of his office door, but he did not bother to look at any of it.
There was some mail beginning to pile up on the floor in front of his office door, but he did not bother to look at any of it.
Brock sipped his brew sippingly and smoked a cigarette smokily. He dressed in his clothes from the previous day, which he had had the forethought to fold neatly on the chair opposite his desk. He removed the .38 from its drawer and tucked it into the waistband of his pants and grabbed his notebook.
September 23, 2025 at 2:41 PM
Brock sipped his brew sippingly and smoked a cigarette smokily. He dressed in his clothes from the previous day, which he had had the forethought to fold neatly on the chair opposite his desk. He removed the .38 from its drawer and tucked it into the waistband of his pants and grabbed his notebook.
He went over to the table near the window and plugged the percolator in, hoping some java would help shake off the remaining memories from his nightmares. He brushed his teeth in the WC and freshened up with a facecloth soaked in cool water and hand soap. The smell of the coffee brewing drifted in.
September 23, 2025 at 2:38 PM
He went over to the table near the window and plugged the percolator in, hoping some java would help shake off the remaining memories from his nightmares. He brushed his teeth in the WC and freshened up with a facecloth soaked in cool water and hand soap. The smell of the coffee brewing drifted in.
Brock Brent, P.I., awoke the next morning on the sofa in his office soaked with sweat. The night had turned humid, and he had been plagued with dreams of the mysterious shadowy figure. He remembered confronting the terrible vision, trying to shoot into its shadowy form, but his .38 would not fire.
September 23, 2025 at 2:33 PM
Brock Brent, P.I., awoke the next morning on the sofa in his office soaked with sweat. The night had turned humid, and he had been plagued with dreams of the mysterious shadowy figure. He remembered confronting the terrible vision, trying to shoot into its shadowy form, but his .38 would not fire.
Here ends Chapter 8 - "Morning Always Comes"
Next up is Chapter 9 - which may finally be called "Island Girl"
Next up is Chapter 9 - which may finally be called "Island Girl"
September 18, 2025 at 3:46 PM
Here ends Chapter 8 - "Morning Always Comes"
Next up is Chapter 9 - which may finally be called "Island Girl"
Next up is Chapter 9 - which may finally be called "Island Girl"
Brock left the top down on the convertible and enjoyed the cool night air on his drive back into town. It was a cloudless night, and the moon was nearly full. He wondered what Jenny was up to, but he decided to go back to the office and get some rest. He had a date with a realtor in the morning.
September 17, 2025 at 3:57 PM
Brock left the top down on the convertible and enjoyed the cool night air on his drive back into town. It was a cloudless night, and the moon was nearly full. He wondered what Jenny was up to, but he decided to go back to the office and get some rest. He had a date with a realtor in the morning.