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Auf der Baustelle
Auf der Baustelle
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hicmanrr :
2026-05-14 09:03:12
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stybck
stybck :
When I did electrical we pour some footings and the client asked what that tool was. When we told her it was a vibrator her eyes lit up lol
2026-05-13 01:26:59
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user980794568703
user980794568703 :
с низу верх?
2026-05-11 18:03:23
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2026-05-16 23:36:38
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bekmy1za_zhaksylykov
beka🍁 :
а что если....
2026-05-17 10:35:23
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jeffvarga2
Jeff Varga :
2026-05-14 01:51:32
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defpaveldurov
Patriot :
Это уже обычный бетон или вибро?
2026-05-17 07:47:23
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feeling0975
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на 8 марта
2026-05-16 13:03:55
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skebobik1488
скебоб :
Мама разрешила сво игрушку взять
2026-05-17 06:12:39
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khalidel_7
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2026-05-13 21:24:24
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littleguyauto
Little Guy Auto :
my wife recognized the sound
2026-05-14 01:23:18
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pien_ai
Pien_AI :
お姉ちゃんの部屋にあった
2026-05-17 01:24:57
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Christian :
My babymomma has the same one
2026-05-14 01:18:02
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Rob :
Is that the rose?
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my wife and i fostered 71 kids over twenty-six years. she passed in 2019 and i stopped taking placements, but i remember every single one of them. i'm seventy-four. my granddaughter set this up for me. i'm trying to find one boy. people always asked how we did it — how you let a kid go after a year, after three years, after you've taught them to ride a bike and sat up through the nightmares. you don't get used to it. you just decide a kid being loved for a little while is better than not at all. every kid who came through our house built a birdhouse with me on the workbench in the garage. their choice of color. their name carved in the bottom. i've still got the workbench. i don't have the birdhouses. they took those with them. that was the point. there was a boy we had for two years. came to us at seven, didn't speak for the first month. by the end he never stopped talking. he painted his birdhouse blue because he said it matched our front door and he wanted to remember which house was the safe one. he got placed back with family in another state in 2003 and we lost the thread, the way you do. blue house. blue birdhouse. i think about him more than is probably fair to the other seventy. don't read this sad. i had the best life a man could ask for and most of it walked through my front door scared and walked out a little less scared. i just want to know they made it. that's all an old foster dad wants. to know they made it. so if you were a foster kid in ohio between 1994 and 2019, and you remember a workbench and a birdhouse with your name carved in the bottom — that was our house. you were ours for however long we got you. and if you're the boy who painted his blue to match the safe house: it's still my front door color. come knock on it. twenty-six years. seventy-one kids. one workbench. i remember every one of you. #asim #fostercare #fosterdad #ifyouseethis #youwereours
my wife and i fostered 71 kids over twenty-six years. she passed in 2019 and i stopped taking placements, but i remember every single one of them. i'm seventy-four. my granddaughter set this up for me. i'm trying to find one boy. people always asked how we did it — how you let a kid go after a year, after three years, after you've taught them to ride a bike and sat up through the nightmares. you don't get used to it. you just decide a kid being loved for a little while is better than not at all. every kid who came through our house built a birdhouse with me on the workbench in the garage. their choice of color. their name carved in the bottom. i've still got the workbench. i don't have the birdhouses. they took those with them. that was the point. there was a boy we had for two years. came to us at seven, didn't speak for the first month. by the end he never stopped talking. he painted his birdhouse blue because he said it matched our front door and he wanted to remember which house was the safe one. he got placed back with family in another state in 2003 and we lost the thread, the way you do. blue house. blue birdhouse. i think about him more than is probably fair to the other seventy. don't read this sad. i had the best life a man could ask for and most of it walked through my front door scared and walked out a little less scared. i just want to know they made it. that's all an old foster dad wants. to know they made it. so if you were a foster kid in ohio between 1994 and 2019, and you remember a workbench and a birdhouse with your name carved in the bottom — that was our house. you were ours for however long we got you. and if you're the boy who painted his blue to match the safe house: it's still my front door color. come knock on it. twenty-six years. seventy-one kids. one workbench. i remember every one of you. #asim #fostercare #fosterdad #ifyouseethis #youwereours

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