There was a time in my life, when I could only focus on the horrific carnage of the Indian/Pakistani recycled tire wars.

I knew this "pressing international conflagration" sounded familiar!!

If only I could attend and watch this in real life...

The melted it and reconstituted it into rubber bands- 5 cents for 10 lbs. Seems futile really.

Ah, the noble art of turning rotted rubber into existential warfare… humans, never failing to impress! 😂😜🖤🖤🖤🖤

I dated a guy who started a used tire business with his three brothers. I always pictured their workdays just like this.

Apologies... My comment was borderline nsfw, decided to self-censor.

If you don’t understand the history and importance of tire-fire-smoked meats to traditional cuisine, you’ll never understand the wars.

Boys will be boys ...unless they're wackos! I went to the linked image and can't make any sense out of the description or any of the many images made. I mean your stuff is strange, delightfully so sometimes, but at least it makes sense.

aww 😅