The company I work for has a general guideline/policy to “don’t ask to ask.” I thankfully rarely experience this.

Can a brother get on lot 2?

One of my ex-girlfriends had hung a large poster of herself from her high school prom photo on a wall next to her bed. She was 31. Also a bit of a narcissist.

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I cannot tell from the listing but are they actually ‘armoured’ in any way other than the steel bumper bar (which is a common addition to any farm truck, and cheap) - like are the fender panels all just painted plastic like most modern vehicles?

This is just my conjecture, but the front windscreen incl. frame and doors appear thicker than what I saw in other stock images of the vehicle. For all I know, it may not be legit armor plating but just a body kit, but if someone can directly purchase one of these, then perhaps they could afford actual armor plating. There is a company in my hometown (south-central Texas) that offers vehicle armoring services, but my impression has always been that this service was more for individuals/businesses that have concerns with cartel, etc.

They may cost $250k new, but as I pointed out in another comment they seem to hold fuck all resale value. Here’s one selling for less than 1/5th its initial value ($48k), one year after purchase - seems brand new and lists no issues/damage…

Ouch, that’s horrific depreciation! Wow! If that’s the case, that’s definitely the way to go if this vehicle would scratch the itch for someone’s inner child.

Looks like an armored Rezvani Hercules 6x6.

These are $$$ in general:

But they’re also driveable in SnowRunner for much less money.

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This is so true!

I grew up in a low-net-worth family, working on a farm that has been in our hands since 1873. I worked 3 jobs while studying my butt off, and eventually got a degree in Electrical Engineering with a Computer Science minor. I was recruited into various government programs and defense contracting companies, made my way to consumer electronics and medical device companies, then finally free- and open-source hardware/software. I now gratefully hold a very prestigious position while living full-time in my RV while prepping a fully self-sustainable homestead back on my family’s ranch.

There is no substitute for the beauty of nature in the small amount of time we’re able to appreciate it.

Either when I was in elementary school or early middle school, I was pushed from behind into the deep end of a pool (~10 feet IIRC) not knowing how to swim. I didn’t have the chance to take a breath, so I wasn’t buoyant and struggled to make any more progress than ~3 feet below the surface. I was underwater long enough to get tunnel vision and start to pass out; I was pretty upset at the kid that pushed me in and why it took him so long to help me out. Sure, not really life or death, but enough to get me exhausted and have memories of my young life flash before me.

While working at a grocery store, I was nearly hit by a car driven by some dick kid flooring it in the parking lot while I was bringing in shopping carts. To this day, people zooming through parking lots really aggravates me.

Heard and felt a ricochet from a .243 Winchester FMJ round next to my left ear when sighting in a scope as I shot a target pinned to a round hay bale ~50 yards away. The round/shrapnel was estimated to be within 2 inches of my head. I’m unsure how the ricochet traveled at almost the same angle of incidence. I just know that I felt it whiz by.

Fell 8-12 feet while free soloing the King and Queen Seat in Maryland and managed to turn during the fall and blindly catch my arm. I estimate that I caught myself 35-40 feet from the ground.

Had a gun pulled on me a couple times.