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patrick @partnardy.bsky.social · Oct 10
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Kleenex lowkey go crazy when you’re blowing your nose fr!
November 25, 2025 at 4:44 PM
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I am a youth pastor, aspiring comic, it's not stealing a joke if two people are inspired by the same events at the same time, and those charges were dropped. Thanks for the follow!
November 24, 2025 at 10:56 PM
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partnardy.bsky.social
the first cut of Star Wars the Phantom Menace (“George’s OG Cut”) had a ticking clock in the corner “Countdown til Jar Jar Binks is 18 Space-Years Old” what can I say man times were different back then
November 19, 2025 at 5:33 PM
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Man Who Thought Fleetwood Mac’s ‘The Chain’ Was Over In For Thrill Of His Fucking Life https://theonion.com/man-who-thought-fleetwood-macs-the-chain-was-over-in-for-thrill-of-his-fucking-life/
Man Who Thought Fleetwood Mac’s ‘The Chain’ Was Over In For Thrill Of His Fucking Life
November 24, 2025 at 9:30 PM
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lizza frazzled by nude nuzzi tizzy
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nuzzi-lizza sizzle fizzles. nuzzi puzzles, nuzzles scuzzy grizzled buzzard
November 24, 2025 at 8:42 PM
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screenshot from the forum boy https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RVLB8EY0Gco darklancelot says elon musk's post: I don’t like the taste or effects of most alcohol, but there is something quite beautiful about red wine in a fine glass starfoxmike says some other guy's post: I remember pouring you a glass at a friend’s house in SF after another mutual friend’s wedding in 17’. I was decanting another,you didn’t want to wait “honey badger drinks when he wants”. I made the clutch move of ordering us pizza at 1am...
November 24, 2025 at 3:26 PM
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Can you guys stop snorting coke off tits for a second and come out here? There’s a guy with a phone and he’s making say insane things.
November 24, 2025 at 2:58 PM
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We got two kegs and a fridge full of Jell-O shots. I snagged a whole pallet of lampshades we can put on our heads. Can you invite that guy who made shit pop off last time? The guy who has the phone that says interesting stuff?
November 24, 2025 at 2:57 PM
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Party last night was out of control. A guy legit took his phone out and it said a bunch of wild stuff.
November 24, 2025 at 2:55 PM
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If you want to impress people at a party the coolest thing you can do is fiddle with your phone and make it say swears.
November 24, 2025 at 2:39 PM
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mcdonalds x cch pounder cchuarter pounder with ccheese value meal (burger) "cchuarter pounder with ccheese" (drink) "police soda" "no fries" Theres a pictue of CCH pounder as Det. Wyms from the shield on the left side and her smiling face is transparent under the rest of it.
November 24, 2025 at 2:42 AM
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When you work for the Canada Food Inspection Agency
Guy whacking an ostrich with a stick
November 23, 2025 at 5:42 AM
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All the ostriches that got murked by the government just came back to life
November 23, 2025 at 5:29 AM
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The inspiration of the digging up gold in graveyards bit. I’m always thinking about this shit. Alt text cuts off on some of these unfortunately. Final paragraph in next post.
224 THE MYSTERY OF THE BEALE CIPHER We weren't sure who sent this article to us, or how long we'd had it, but there it was in our files— the tale of a mysterious treasure that no one at the BRI had ever heard of before. Is it real...ot a figment of someone's imagination? You decide. It was written by Hank Burchard, and first printed in the Washington Post on October 5, 1984. "REASURE! Tow where 515 min in and ive, and fel les bur ied in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. This vast treasure, amounting to four tons of gold and silver plus about a bushel of jewels, is known as the Beale Hoard. It's been there for more than 160 years, its location concealed by a code that the world's greatest cryptanalysts have tried and failed to crack. WHERE DID IT COME FROM? The treasure was mined— some say looted-in the Wild West by a party of 30 adventurers led by a Virginia gentleman named Thomas Jefferson Beale. The party set out in 1817 and explored as far west as Santa Fe and central Colorado, where they stumbled on an outcrop of rich gold ore. In 1819 and again in 1821, Beale brought back wagonloads of the precious metals and jewels and buried them near Buford's Tavern, now known as Montvale, a small community north of Roanoke and west of Lynchburg. In 1822, before heading west for the third time, Beale left a locked iron box with tavernkeeper Robert Morriss, telling him to open it 10 years hence if nobody had called for it in the meantime. Neither Beale nor any of his companions was ever heard from again, all apparently having been killed by Indians. A VALUABLE PUZZLE Morriss was a busy man; it was 23 years—1845—before he got around to breaking open the box. In it he found three sets of ciphers and a letter describing Beale's adventures. There was also a note saying the key to the ciphers would be supplied later, which it wasn't, and that Beale would write Morriss from St. Louis, which he didn't. Since the letter also said a portion of the treasure would go to Morriss for his trouble, he energetically undertook to crack the code. As the fruitless years went by, Morriss weakened. On his deathbed, in 1863, he gave the matter over to the hands of his friend James B. Ward, a prosperous and well-regarded citizen of Lynchburg. After years and years, Ward discovered that Code No. 2 was a "book cipher" based on the Declaration of Indepen-dence. The plain text read as follows (punctuation has been added for clarity): Thave deposited in the county of Bedford, about four miles from Buford's, in an excavation or vault six feet below the surface of the ground, the following articles belonging jointly to the parties whose names are given in number 3 herewith: the first deposit consisted of one thousand and fourteen pounds of gold and three thousand eight hundred and twelve pounds of silver, deposited November 1819. The second was made December 1821 and consisted of nineteen hundred and seven pounds of gold and twelve hundred and eighty-eight pounds of silver; also jewels obtained in St. Louis in exchange for silver to save transportation, and valued at $13,000. The above is securely packed in iron pots with iron covers. The vault is roughly lined with stone and the vessels rest on solid stone, and are covered with others. Paper number 1 describes the exact locality of the vault, so that no difficulty will be had in finding it. A FRUITLESS SEARCH Ward labored the rest of his life to decipher Codes 1 and 3. In 1885, despairing of both the solutions and his life, he published the whole story in a pamphlet designed to sell for 50 cents, with this warning: "Before giving the papers to the public, I would say a word to those who may take an interest in them, and give them a little advice, acquired by bitter experience. It is, to devote only such time as can be spared from your legitimate business to the task, a… KEEP SEARCHING But hot dog. The search goes on! Down in Bedford County the hills are crawling with folks who think they know where that vault is. The county also is bristling with angry landowners, some of them armed, who are damn tired of being badgered by treasure hunters. Searchers have been known to sneak in at night, sometimes with bulldozers and dynamite, hoping to grab the loot and scoot. Marilyn Parsons, 52, is back home in Reading, Pennsylva-nia, with her terrier Muffin, after spending two months in jail for felonious desecration of a cemetery near Montvale. She just knew Beale had hidden the stuff in plain sight, so to speak, using phony graves marked by coded gravestones. But the backhoe she hired turned up instead the thighbone of a citizen who hitherto had rested in peace. The graveyard theory is popular among Bealers, but it's wrong. I know because the real solution to Cipher No. 1 is as follows: From Bufords go north five miles on the Buchanan Road until the Peaks of Otter line up. Get down and follow the stream. Take the west fork to where it passes the double oak and the double pine. Two rods NNE (north-northeast) is a bolder (sic) graved with a B. From bolder [sic] nine rods south of west is a flat stone. Dig there. IS THAT YOUR FINAL ANSWER? That solution comes to you free of charge because that's the way it came to me, 13 years ago, from a correspondent who said he would get in touch with me later, after he shook the people who had been following him and tapping his phone. He said if I didn't hear from him in a year he'd be dead and the treasure would be mine. Carl Hammer, Ph.D., who probably knows more about the Beale treasure than anybody else, was not surprised to hear that I had the solution. "I have seen dozens of solutions," he said. "Hundreds of solutions, I think. Some of them look very good, and all of them are very wrong. But there is a solution, I believe. The ciphers are real, not just random-number garbage." He grinned and waved his … number-crunchers, the pencil-chewers, the historians, and the psychics. • Number-cruncher Hammer and his peers use computers to seek subtle relationships among the Beale cipher digits. • The pencil-chewers combine a knowledge of how ciphers are made with an intuitive sense of why people make them. Sometimes they take wonderful shots in the dark, but frustration and wishful thinking often lead them to force solutions. • The historians sift musty courthouse records and files of crumbling newspapers. They've proved to just about everybody's satisfaction that Ward and Morriss existed, that Beale may well have, that such Western adventures were quite common at the time; and so on. There's a subset of historians who apply the tests of logic and likelihood to the documents. We enthusiasts don't like them much, because they keep asking uncomfortable questions, such as "Why did Beale tell us in Code 2 what Codes 1 and 3 contained, when presumably we'd have them all decoded at the same time?" • Most visible of all the searchers are the psychics, such as a gentleman of Maine whose believes Cipher No. 1 "was in fact written by Thomas Jefferson..." He goes on to give a solution that says the secret's hidden behind a bed at Monticello, adding that "all of the foregoing speculation is as true and complete as my 'subconscious' biological computer and my imagination can make it..." DEDICATED WACKOS Beale correspondent Mrs. H.M.B.G. writes: "It took me 3 ½/ years to decode the Beale Ciphers. The Gold is not lost. It never has been lost. It is in the control of a group of rich people. It is not in Bedford County and never was. Thomas Beale is a code name for the man who brought the gold from the territory of Africa. It was a loan from the Bank of England...." From a resident of Tampa comes the assertion that "Beale was an American agent in Europe; the ciphers tell of many intrigues of the American Revolution, and the jewels are the lost crown jewels of France." P.L.S., who said he had…
November 23, 2025 at 3:54 AM
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You have to get used to digging up a lot of folks that didn’t expect to ever be topside ever again, you know? But you have to persevere. Because one day you will dig up the gold and it will be sweet like ice cream.
November 23, 2025 at 3:20 AM
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Sick of hearing about felching. Gonna switch up the meaning of the word to something less gross. I didn’t felch my Doordasher this evening because they left the bag at a weird angle.
November 23, 2025 at 2:39 AM
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good nickname to give your friend who recently started busting all over your dishes: “Johnny-come-plately”
November 22, 2025 at 6:01 AM
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October 29, 2025 at 3:20 AM
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Once everyone who worked on a movie is dead the film should be permanently withdrawn from circulation, deleted, negatives burned, huge penalties for piracy. Cinema is for the living
November 21, 2025 at 11:29 PM
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ugh I hate payday so much it makes work feel so gross and transactional
July 31, 2025 at 7:22 PM
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photo of establishment democrat clowns including James Carville at Dick Cheney's funeral James Carville lookin like a demon Judge Doom
November 21, 2025 at 6:34 PM
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How are y’all celebrating Sink Friday? I’m turning the tap on and letting the water run until it gets hot 🔥💧
November 21, 2025 at 5:08 PM
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“Here’s the thing about data CENTERS: If they don’t get their data RIGHT, there’ll be no data LEFT.”

- The Directional Hyperscaler
November 21, 2025 at 4:52 PM
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doing various shit with aplomb
November 21, 2025 at 5:30 AM
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Took the battery out of my carbon monoxide detector months ago. Who wants something that’s French for Car Good Monoxide Detenctor . Who wanns th.
November 21, 2025 at 4:34 AM