Or... Wang - Fun?Ahh - Wang-Fu?
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Or... Wang - Fun?Ahh - Wang-Fu?
That is cause you took a crash course hanging with us......Yes. By the way, I already know everything. ha ha ha
Yes. By the way, I already know everything. ha ha ha
Toby Keith knows a good hook when he hears one. And no one weaves a tale quite like Clint Eastwood.Speaking from a personal perspective... I am not old.
Aging; yes certainly yet, I've not felt this good/ young in maybe 40 years.
Senile, nah, no way. I did get a little foggy brained last year and I was
then concerned that I was on the decline. Decided not to give in or
give up and chose to eat some little fishies in a can instead.
Whoop there it is again... mind sharp as a blades edge now.
Maybe I'll cop to being 'old' in another 20 - 30 years (if I survive that long).
Toby Keith knows a good hook when he hears one. And no one weaves a tale quite like Clint Eastwood.
That the two were sharing a golf cart last year at Eastwood’s charity tournament in Pebble Beach, Calif. is both a testament to their friendship and a stroke of good fortune. The encounter led Keith to pen the beautifully haunting song that lingers at the end of The Mule. The Eastwood-directed and starring film, in theaters now, is based on the true story of a WWII veteran in his 80s who takes a job as a courier for a Mexican drug cartel.
Out on the green, Eastwood shared that he’d be starting work on The Mule in two days, which also happened to be his 88th birthday. Struck by Eastwood’s relentless energy at an age when many are content to sit and reflect, Keith asked how he keeps going.
“He said, ‘I just get up every morning and go out. And I don’t let the old man in,’ ” Keith recounts. “And I thought, I’m writing that.”
Toby Keith Covel (July 8, 1961 – February 5, 2024) was an American country music singer, songwriter, record producer, actor, and businessman.
Come on people they're not gonna disappear on their own, they ain't got legsAlright everyone from our little group.
I have some seeds to spread around and give away.
This bean lot is from Baked Beans, just ain't gonna get to these cuz over other projects I've taken on.
Baked Beans is currently handled by Seeds here and now.
Starcube the cube x SDf2
Spitting Cobra, snake venom x gg4bx1
Slippery Rails. TW x banana kush
Lemon ice cube, the cube x lemon fizz
Plus I have a few from Baked Reality from out Montana ways
ONYCD x ghost rider og
Pre98 bk x wifi43
Then a few from Headie Gardens
Bruce Banner x ice castle
Bruce banner x thin mint
That pretty much wraps it up for the B's
I'm in the opposite state currently.That damn mirror. Thinks it knows everything but it only knows what's on the surface.
One day out shopping and in the parking lot, there was my image staring back at me in the reflection of the car window.
Leave me alone, let me go home and let me start over.
Happy Wednesday Pute
Toby Keith knows a good hook when he hears one. And no one weaves a tale quite like Clint Eastwood.
That the two were sharing a golf cart last year at Eastwood’s charity tournament in Pebble Beach, Calif. is both a testament to their friendship and a stroke of good fortune. The encounter led Keith to pen the beautifully haunting song that lingers at the end of The Mule. The Eastwood-directed and starring film, in theaters now, is based on the true story of a WWII veteran in his 80s who takes a job as a courier for a Mexican drug cartel.
Out on the green, Eastwood shared that he’d be starting work on The Mule in two days, which also happened to be his 88th birthday. Struck by Eastwood’s relentless energy at an age when many are content to sit and reflect, Keith asked how he keeps going.
“He said, ‘I just get up every morning and go out. And I don’t let the old man in,’ ” Keith recounts. “And I thought, I’m writing that.”
Toby Keith Covel (July 8, 1961 – February 5, 2024) was an American country music singer, songwriter, record producer, actor, and businessman.
I would like to take you up on this generous offer.Come on people they're not gonna disappear on their own, they ain't got legs
PleaseI would like to take you up on this generous offer.
Currently, I have more beans than I'll ever be able
to grow out even if given some extra life times.
I give so many away now as it is.
Don't wanna be greedy yanno
I'm thinking this needs to come to a vote.I'm in the opposite state currently.
When I was young, I had such a poor body image
that I didn't like to look in the mirror as I was so
very critical over what I then perceived as 'flaws'.
Now, I look at myself; naked even, in the mirror
and think... wow, look at you... and see my accomplishments
and just how well this aging body has held up.
I am thankful every single day and each time I view
this body that I am one of the lower % of folks still
on this Earth.
Every single person in my past whom I'd ever loved
(outside of my very small immediate family) are now DEAD.
So... instead of seeing an aging decrepit body, I give gratitude
instead; that I've lived through all I've put it through so damned well.
I'm still here, still healthy and happy AF to boot
I understand completely. All my old drinking buddies are dead. We were a hard living bunch and now Im the only one left. The people younger than me think Im a crazy bastard. Ha ha ha Im not crazy but I never learned how to follow rules and laws. Life is too short to let someone else tell you how to live.I'm in the opposite state currently.
When I was young, I had such a poor body image
that I didn't like to look in the mirror as I was so
very critical over what I then perceived as 'flaws'.
Now, I look at myself; naked even, in the mirror
and think... wow, look at you... and see my accomplishments
and just how well this aging body has held up.
I am thankful every single day and each time I view
this body that I am one of the lower % of folks still
on this Earth.
Every single person in my past whom I'd ever loved
(outside of my very small immediate family) are now DEAD.
So... instead of seeing an aging decrepit body, I give gratitude
instead; that I've lived through all I've put it through so damned well.
I'm still here, still healthy and happy AF to boot
Toby Keith knows a good hook when he hears one. And no one weaves a tale quite like Clint Eastwood.
That the two were sharing a golf cart last year at Eastwood’s charity tournament in Pebble Beach, Calif. is both a testament to their friendship and a stroke of good fortune. The encounter led Keith to pen the beautifully haunting song that lingers at the end of The Mule. The Eastwood-directed and starring film, in theaters now, is based on the true story of a WWII veteran in his 80s who takes a job as a courier for a Mexican drug cartel.
Out on the green, Eastwood shared that he’d be starting work on The Mule in two days, which also happened to be his 88th birthday. Struck by Eastwood’s relentless energy at an age when many are content to sit and reflect, Keith asked how he keeps going.
“He said, ‘I just get up every morning and go out. And I don’t let the old man in,’ ” Keith recounts. “And I thought, I’m writing that.”
Toby Keith Covel (July 8, 1961 – February 5, 2024) was an American country music singer, songwriter, record producer, actor, and businessman.
Toby Keith knows a good hook when he hears one. And no one weaves a tale quite like Clint Eastwood.
That the two were sharing a golf cart last year at Eastwood’s charity tournament in Pebble Beach, Calif. is both a testament to their friendship and a stroke of good fortune. The encounter led Keith to pen the beautifully haunting song that lingers at the end of The Mule. The Eastwood-directed and starring film, in theaters now, is based on the true story of a WWII veteran in his 80s who takes a job as a courier for a Mexican drug cartel.
Out on the green, Eastwood shared that he’d be starting work on The Mule in two days, which also happened to be his 88th birthday. Struck by Eastwood’s relentless energy at an age when many are content to sit and reflect, Keith asked how he keeps going.
“He said, ‘I just get up every morning and go out. And I don’t let the old man in,’ ” Keith recounts. “And I thought, I’m writing that.”
Toby Keith Covel (July 8, 1961 – February 5, 2024) was an American country music singer, songwriter, record producer, actor, and businessman.
Do your thing my friend....I am just here to keep the coffee warm.I'm thinking this needs to come to a vote.
Oops not my thread, @Putembk ?