Oldschool @marchchogs

keeping it old school Joined March 2024

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HeavenOnEarth @HeavenOn42803

6 months ago

How did this video make you feel?

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Oldschool @marchchogs

6 months ago

@HeavenOn42803 Love to embrace it.!

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Manly Mentor @manly_mentor

7 months ago

I thought I was locked in until I heard Kobe say this…

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Oldschool @marchchogs

7 months ago

@buckmano555 Haha like that’s how it works

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Oldschool @marchchogs

7 months ago

@AncestralHealtz @SolBrah Is that a thing.? How besides Bluetooth and WiFi.?

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Oldschool @marchchogs

7 months ago

@sask_trucker_ Spring fever does that to a guy.!

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maybe danielle 💻🚛🇺🇸 @maybedanielleee

7 months ago

This is why I'll keep fighting for the American trucking industry. They want you frustrated enough to quit, but not angry enough to fight back. They're betting on you walking away, and they'll do anything to make it work. We must not forget where we came from. This industry was built by people who didn't quit. They kept this country moving. They never asked for applause. They just did the hard work. This is worth preserving. I refuse to be the generation that gives up and hands this industry over to people who see it as nothing more than a market to extract from.

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Mike Lad @RealMaxit

7 months ago

I committed suicide in 2015. I drank a 5th of whiskey, a bottle of wine while downing 30 serequel pills and 20 clonopin pills. While I was waiting to pass out and never wake up, a voice told me "Michael. call 911" I was almost incoherent in my thoughts. The voice was insistent now "Michael, call 911". I never talked to myself in the 3rd person. It was weird. I looked at my hand. The phone was there. I was never a phone person. I don't know where it came from. I dialed 911. I explained to the person I had done the pills and drink. She asked if I could make it to the door. I said I could. I walked to the door and went outside. There was a police car driving up at that same moment. It was as if it was meant to happen. He asked for my ID. I gave it to him. Then I was gone. I remember a little about being transferred to an ambulance. I woke in a hospital bed 2 days later. I was happy. I could not understand it. I was happy. I felt good. I was telling jokes and having a good talk with the hospital staff as they were getting me ready to be transferred to a mental hospital. I finally understood how the Lord saved me. I have never been the same, since. I can't explain it. I was saved and saved. I am not worthy but I was spared hell. I got healthy. I went from 250lbs to 170. I read my bible. My non military PTSD was a thing I could deal with without pharma. I now take no meds. So, here I am, alone, no need for social appeasement. Only to gather the lay of the land and make dumb posts, sometimes. May you all be blessed as I have been. Thank you, Lord.