Ray Tatum

Your grandfather picked the quarter because of the die action going on at the QU. Search “quarter interior die break” in sold listings on eBay,

Yeah, Nob.

Motion is hyperbole—dead horses beating dead horses.

Bingo; useless photo accompanied by a useless remark. I was in on the discussion about the obligation to teach. What about a discussion on what to post, not wanting to teach, yet lacking impulse control to stop it? I like drama with proffered apathy and cliches in jade. The attitude encourages Nomintmarknicks to post here. They don’t stay. I sully your turf, this forum is You. You can’t make me stay—Craig.

What the coin is ain’t the delusion. The delusion is that you’re helping when you wonder in text where those people find the idea that something is interesting. Tell us to leave—quasi-equivalence. My clickbought coins do not require your alls’ help. They rest in ugly plastic boxes with ugly images and ugly fonts, with holographic stickers; they look just like yours. I worked to get this humble disk that I have in my hand, Credit Union, First Citizens, Petro Mart, the Quik Shop in Eli Whitney, the PTA thrift shop, Ebenezer First Baptist in Moncure. It’s far more satisfying to find than buy. When they do not come with words, I use outside assistance. So, my stool photos of coins don’t belong here, either? Did anyone bother telling the OP that his photos were good?

This bad boy came out of a gritty, speckled concretion, hardened to the Reese hitch of a septic sucker. I probably sound rhetoricky, but I wonder why that I would put my hands in dried stool to retrieve thirty cents? —[George] Gobel, with an uncomfortable look on his face, peered into the camera and said, “Do you ever feel like the world is a tuxedo, and you are a pair of brown shoes?”— A serious reply is imbecilic; guide impulses to a sewer coin photo post.

We’re learning. We see incongruities. We possess curiosity too. We don’t know. Look, dude, I appreciate your help, dubious musing is retrogressive; encourages me none. Eff that attitude. You’re wrong, it comes off silly. Mrph12—It is an interesting coin to some. You can call it a “doubled eye” if you want. Keep looking, ask until someone reads. Good luck, terminology is tough, many subtleties.

He implied—that “doubled eye,” with the big legaña. Say it three times fast. Doubled eye, doubled eye…

Trade uncirculated bank wraps 2021, 2022, next year. I have Ps trade even for Ds. Message me.

That has interest. 1982 cents come as copper or zinc/copper with both P and D mint marks, and large and small 2s. That makes eight varieties, except that the small 2 Denver will not show up often (ever in reality). A good spot to learn subtleties. There is an S proof, too. Which one is yours? A) large date copper B) large date zinc or C) small date zinc? Reference pics pop up with a search. Are you up to a probe for more info? I hope so. Pimping (coins) ain’t easy.

Flip the paradigm, my coins are valuable then. Fodder for the forums, more dark-fingered Craigslist ads, and buyers for the coins on eBay that are pixel dusty by now.

I am not a sycophant. I’m hardly acolyte yet. The posts stimulate me to parse my own defects—I possess defects from the accusations made from all. Prompted to visit that topic, I provide expansion in the range of slavishness: In exile, I probe the plumbing of coin forums looking. There is a reading problem on par with the bubbas I read in my lumber harvesting forums (I cut, split, and sell boutique firewood). We use a cliche for reading between lines, but no such direction is provided for understanding spaces between words, spaces between letters and the spaces above, below and around them, beyond the point we started to pretend to understand grammar in school. When one does not pay attention, one is susceptible to manipulation. I wait to see who is on deck. Writing is thinking with written text, this thread is talking written with text—interesting, entertaining, and humorous. It’s our creation, our baby. Jubilate what we do together. I thank you here in my fostering. Who intends bad?

That, or birth year charmers for the folk who check their cash boxes and hold “odd” coins for me. Gifts break rocks.