Thursday, March 19, 2026

Thursday Stubfart Ramble: Premium Pipe Blend Review


Well we finally got Ol’ Man Winter on the run up here. Yesterday we were chinooking and hit about +8C. It isn’t really what I’d call early spring… we are still gonna have a few chilly days yet. April is still a crap shoot too. My daughter’s birthday is on April 24. Some years it’s tee shirt weather when you can go out and have a picnic. On other years it’s ice and snow and long johns and parkas. Weather here’s like “a bowl a choklits” as my buddy Forrest likes to say. You can get anything. But for now… we’ll take what we can get.


The ice is softening up and going rotten on Loon Shit Lagoon.
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Li’l Terd Ferguson went on his first Death March Dawg Patrol too. The cell phone app said we did 4 miles total and he kept right up. He’s a neurotic li’l chit and gets sketchy outside… but he had a little bit of fun on the walk too. There’s no doubt in my mind he could go 6 or 8 miles with us no prob. Afterward we dawgpiled in the Dawg Room and we all fell sound asleep for an hour or two in a disgraceful display of utter sloth. I had to get up or we’d have blown the entire afternoon, snoring and farting. I got up and went downstairs to look for trouble to get into.

I had an old beater Bushnell 4x14 on my .22 rifle that I absolutely hate. It was on my 243 but I think it may have calved and packed it in. I like 3x9 variables the best for my rifles; and so I’ll bugger around with it some other time but for now… I’m putting an old Ziess back on the little rimfire. I want to have some fun with that this year too.



These little CZs are the greatest econo guns going today.
Handsome guns too, if I do say so myself.


A 3x9 is overkill for a 22 but whatever. It’s cheap trigger time and I’ll take it and make the most of it that I can. I need a range day in the worst way. It’s hard to see but I have a plumbbob hanging from the rafters and the gun levelled in a vice so that I can keep everything square as possible. Puttering around with that took an hour or so. I checked on the other safe queens too. While rummaging through my plunder I found some old 1/2 oz silver coins that had gotten away from my main stash and laughed. It was like getting a Christmas present, almost! At today’s prices I figure it’s about six or seven hundred dollars! I gotta get off my arse and go through the Reclusium and get everything organized down there. It looks like those stupid storage lockers off that idiot show…what was it? “Pickers”? The spuds would buy the contents of abandoned storage lockers and then go through the junk… and of course some were just junk piles but others sometimes had valuables worth serious money. The Reclusium is mostly junk and plunder and a lot of it needs to go into a garage sale or be thrown the hell out!

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I also found my old pipe tobacco stash. I grew some tobacco plants last year and processed them and put a few jars away to age. I came across the old stash so I dug out my trusty pipe and fired up… and it’s not bad, really. But whadda I know? Flapz gave me a premium cigar last month and it was a total waste on me. I am not a connoisseur and I’d have done just as well with my usual brand of cheapo stinkers. I don’t smoke much anymore. I hate waking up in the morn wondering if the dog crapped in my mouth whilest I slept during the night. It’s funny how that goes. At one time I had a respectable palate for wine and scotch but I don’t drink much these days either. I can tell the difference between antifreeze and lighter fluid nowadays and that’s about it! 




I lit up my custom blend of grass clippings, poplar fuzz and magpie droppings… and just decompressed on the veranda after supper. It burned a little fast but I thought it was just fine. I shall call my premium signature blend of pipe tobacco “Ol’ Stubfart’. Think I’ll start another crop of tobaccy this weekend, maybe. Why not? To fill that little jar up here in Canada would cost well over $100.00 easy. Maybe I should smoke fuggin pot instead! HAR HAR HAR! 

So a week or so ago I found some old zippo lighters. I’ve got a ton of Bics for my camping and hiking gear… but for some reason I got hung up with putting these old zippos back to work as well. The problem was the things are made by hare lipped retards in China now…? The fit and finish is terrible and fluid in them evaporates so fast that I just don’t trust them for emergencies or dire survival situations. I was going to make my own “strike anywhere/storm matches” too… but some pencil headed safety Nazis here in Canada made not only the matches largely unavailable… but the caps and makings for them disappeared too! I take my fire starting kits very seriously.

Long story short, I go on OyTube and see these cool tactical looking zippo case replacements. They have a gasket on them to make them waterproof and leakproof… allegedly. So I ordered one off Amazon because I watched a few reviews and the guys were happy with them. After I’d ordered it, I watched a few more vids and those guys said they sucked! Great!
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Well my new zippo case showed up today just in time for me to use for my evening smoking session. 



I did a poost on this last week or so, and one a the wanks in the comments goes “Filthie, you dumbass! If ya wanna stop yer zippo lighter fluid from evaporating - give it a wrap with Gorilla tape! You’re done! You’re welcome, you friggin retard!” 
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Was it Don? Mike? I can’t remember. Soooo… I’m gonna do a real life test. I wrapped one lighter with tape, and the other is my new waterproof/leakproof cased zippo. I filled them both, and I’ll give them a try in 15 days. I really have high hopes for the gorilla tape hack because in a pinch… the tape makes a damn good fire starter too. I’ll keep ya poosted on how that shakes out.

So..she’s been a boring but good couple a days. Can’t ask fer any more than that.
 

Wednesday, March 18, 2026

Today’s Justifiable Homo-Cide: Elder Abuse

 



And if ya know what’s good for ya…

You didn’t see nothin.
Move along, this is none a ya business.



Tuesday, March 17, 2026

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BREAKING - A shocking video out of New Delhi is going viral, showing 28-year-old property dealer Pawan Kumar accidentally shooting himself in the chest while filming a social media reel with his cousin in East Delhi, collapsing moments after pulling the trigger.

- Lionel T.

Read on Substack

Paddiez πŸ˜‚πŸ‘

 




🎼 It was the most befuckled country
what you have ever seen 🎢 
We hung their men and women for the wearing of
the green🎡

Oops - I think that’s the Scots-English version my Grandfather used to sing. 
I s’pose we better do it right, or we’ll have the Feral Irishman in here beating the crap out of
the lot of us!








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This ain’t good.
But it WAS predictable. 
The Mass Media Turd Polishing Machine is in overdrive.
Smoke is pouring from the seams. Nobody’s buying their bullshit.

The world is now considering the Jewish Question.
Many will come to the same solution Germany did. The narratives are
collapsing and prolapsing. Is Bibi even still alive? 

I’m a hatey racist/homophobe/misogynist/fascist/literally-worse-than-Hitler
untouchable dirt person. Ain’t gonna lie. I like seeing assholes killed in horrible inhumane ways 
that leaves the karmic scales in equilibrium. But chit like this leaves me nervous.
When the womenfolk start hating like this, BAD things happen.

I fear that Normie is going to come off that couch with blood in his
eye and murder in his heart if this keeps up. Now would be a REALLY
good time for Israel and the jews to chill the F out. 

Or shit’s gonna get real.





All That Matters Is Getting Started



 That’s a damn good start, eh? I know Tiny over at Big Country goes in for military MREs. He’s a squaddie so he knows which ones to get, and what the pricing is. Then when he sees them on Amazon on sale he buys a big glut of them and he’s good to go.  

My wife went this way. It’s a great way to go too… she’s ALWAYS shopping, she watches the sales like a hawk and when they drop - she’s on them like a hawk. Her mom’s the same way and I think it’s almost become a hobby for them. There’s always food in my house, even if the old lady wants to skip shopping for a week. 

Us guys might want to look at our side of it too. How’s your fuel? Generator? Ya camp gear? It might be a good time to muckle into it for me. Winter is on its last legs. Might be a good time to go through it with a mind toward summer camping too…

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Monday, March 16, 2026

News Flash: The Impending Spinster Crisis

 


It might also explain the so-called
mud shark epidemic….?
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Y’know we saw this once before. About ten or fifteen years back, every geriatric gas bag church preacher looked at the pews filled with single mothers and the absence of fathers. They put 2 and 2 together, came up with 5… and started fiery speeches about how shameful young Christian men need to grow the hell up, wife these girls up and take responsibility for their families. And they were flabbergasted and horrified when most of those young men stood up, turned on their heels and walked out. Most of them never came back either.  

I wonder what they thought of the empty chairs that suddenly appeared? And the sporadic single young mothers that kept trickling in, seeking some kind of redemption for themselves and their failed families? 

This is what happens when everyone talks, and nobody listens.