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I was worried
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pffft. i just let her muck around with the fiddly bits while i did manwork. (like right now, when she's fiddling with that rolling pin, and my manwork is tucking tail and headin' for the grampian hills!) Wait...Fiddly bits? But, I thought you all liked it when we concentrated on the fiddly bits |
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I was worried
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too late. i used duct tape, and a dope slap. Quit taking all the credit. If I hadn't used the 3 paperclips and the Superglue first, the duct tape wouldn't have held |
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Zee's Pub! - part 5
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Relax, all right? My old man is a television repairman, he's got this ultimate set of tools. I can fix it. This isn't gonna be like the time you fixed the economy is it? I just wanna know if I need to stock up on canned goods and bottled water |
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Phuque's Beach Inn Thread
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So, anybody working on plans for the Memorial Day weekend? I'm gonna be smokin' in da smoker... I know this is going to sound odd. But, Memorial Day took me by surprise this year I was just so focused on my son's wedding, then Rosie's christening, I forgot about it Oh, these senior moments |
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Say Something Vague - part 6
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How utterly unfortunate!
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Where is everybody?
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Settee, I also FR you. And, it won't let me request again
Did your verification email go to your spam box? That's what happened with mine. |
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Topic:
I was worried
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I thought it was a not so subtle hint
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Got that strait. I was with one for 18 years. Aksceedently hook one little string on yer spur an drag 40 er 50 yards of that there string outa a afagan... A feller tol me he heard the screachin 4 mile away. Awh...I wouldn't want my Dutch Uncle screahin...I know he knows that |
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hook one, pearl two. Hook one, pearl two is knitting. Everyone knows, crochet is much, much tougher than knitting. Honestly, wise people fear crocheters LMAO Now who is the one telling tales????? Knit one - Pearl two I guess you haven't heard of the Yakuza crocheter's? |
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Edited by
Gioia63
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Mon 05/19/14 08:50 PM
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Crochet huh? Risk life limb and the pursuit of happiness racing through trees, brush, rocks and badger holes as fast as that horse can go, just to get a loop on the little bugger. Bail off and finally get the kickin little sun of a beach on the ground. His mother is running up behind me, makin that fool azzed horse think about heading to the barn at a high rate of speed, while she does her best to tromp my backside into a mud hole. And I'm gonna crochet... his legs together... hook one, pearl two. Hook one, pearl two is knitting. Everyone knows, crochet is much, much tougher than knitting. Honestly, wise people fear crocheters I swear, Wyatt Earp..He crocheted his way through the OK Corral |
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Is that a Mojito, Dub?
Those are fairly common here in Boston |
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freaky
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Lol I mean I make her panties wet Yes, dear. I understand. We did that back in my day too When we weren't running from dinosaurs, that is It was difficult to run from the dinosaurs and keep them wet fig leaves in place...i don't miss those days And, the animal skins...sigh...the dry cleaning bills! Lmao..right! "Just soak it in some tea leaves, and it'll come out"...There was never a rock hard enough to scrub those stains with....#earlypeopleprobs Then, the environmentalist would complain about the tannins in the tea leaves anyway. Remember the "No Tannin Zones" along the river...#earlypeopleprobs |
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Oh yes, calf roping I get and know. Knew the first line actually but decided to go into my own thoughts for it tonight You would be surprised how strong those are because to look at them you wouldn't think so. As for the mother cows, yea know that too. Had a calf get it's head stuck in a wooden gate once. Had my foot trying to get him to go down with his head to free him. I actually had the entire herd come at me because the calf was bawling so loud. Good thing I was on the other side of the gate that day or I would have been toast.. And, through these stories, I developed a respect for cows I always tell this story, many years ago, a former boyfriend of mine took me on a trip to Vermont. Now, understand, to me Vermont is rural...the real "country" We were driving down a road when I spotted a bunch of animals in a field in the distance. "Oh, look, Dalmatians!" I said They were Holstein cows That is how much of a city girl I am |
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Edited by
Gioia63
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Mon 05/19/14 07:32 PM
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Well, see I have always had a thing for cowboys. Ummm yea well.... Looking and a guy named Carbon...er...uhm...roped me in on another site Try an git her to tell ya about piggin strings, mud holes and water coolers some day.... Ask about three wraps an a whooie at yer own risk. Awh...let me see if I can rememeber The cowboy somehow or other gets a calf on it's back. This is hard to do because the mother cow's want to stomp anyone near their babies into a mudhole. Plus, calves are bigger and tougher than they look Then, the cowboy ties up three of the calf's legs, and throws his hand in the air...like all those pictures you've seen They tie up the three legs with the piggin string. Lookin, forgive my description, but the piggin string sounds sort of like a slipknot used in crochet, but much bigger rope, and more wraps I admit, I forget what the water cooler is And, I used to be Boston's Cowboy Expert...My, how the mighty have fallen |
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Psst....
The pellet with the poison's in the vessel with the pestle. The chalice from the palace has the brew that is true! |
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Well, see I have always had a thing for cowboys. Ummm yea well.... Looking and a guy named Carbon...er...uhm...roped me in on another site |
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Topic:
Phuque's Beach Inn Thread
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Yes.
I guess, if you live enough of life, you get a little cynical But, I am betting that those that don't become a little cynical, don't last as long as us |
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Edited by
Gioia63
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Do you think I dare tell em the politically incorrect term for those strap on 'bumps' behind the saddle horn? You know, I didn't even notice they were strap ons until you said something Yea, you think they would even care See? This is how a woman born and bread in Boston got interested in cowboys in the first place Darn! It didn't quote correctly Hold on! Wait a minute...Squaw? That is priceless! |
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Topic:
Phuque's Beach Inn Thread
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She cannot croak she has a challenged son, that ONLY she is able to tend. Very astute, Stumpy |
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The saddle, a tool of the trade Decorated details etched in the leather The smooth saddle works just as well The smell of the leather Mixed with the smell of the horse Sitting cinched upon the horse Waiting for the rider to find their place The rider eases into place The horse steadies under the extra weight Leather creaks as you settle in the seat Your foot slips into the stirrup Your had draws up the reign Adventure or work it's all the same To sit in the saddle again Oh yes, one day Do you think I dare tell em the politically incorrect term for those strap on 'bumps' behind the saddle horn? Oh, do tell...do tell |
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