You all make me smile
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The Original O'l Farts Club.
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FRACK! yes, I said frack... Brother was leaving out this evening and seen a chicken drinking water by the well head. There's not supposed to be water coming around it. GRRRRrrrr....
So, I started to dig it up by hand. Then found it is somewhere along a 20' section of pipe running down the original trench. At least we have a mini excavator now that should make the repair a little easier. Why I'm so damn mad, is I have a 100 other things to get done and don't need any more sht to do.
rant off, time to get stoned!!!!!
So, I started to dig it up by hand. Then found it is somewhere along a 20' section of pipe running down the original trench. At least we have a mini excavator now that should make the repair a little easier. Why I'm so damn mad, is I have a 100 other things to get done and don't need any more sht to do.
rant off, time to get stoned!!!!!
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Weed helps me
I'm better now.
I personally like using foul language in other languages for various reasonsEvery day - run-of-the-mill expletives are best used sparingly for greater effect - when used overly - the effect gets diluted - and leads one to think that the expletive throwing protagonist has a very limited vocabulary - and doesn't know of many other words
1 No one know what the hell you just called them
2 Some cultures are known for cursing at you out of the box so to speak
3 People get intimidated and if you say something in another language and spit on the ground , it holds significance
4 You also dont even have to know another language to get similar effects for example calling someone a "Uncircumcised Philastein" is easily understood by all.
I reside in a vapor galaxy
In the days of the Wild West, there was a young cowboy who aspired to be the greatest gunfighter in the world.
He practiced tirelessly but felt he wasn’t yet first-rate and suspected he might be making some mistakes.
One Saturday night, while sitting in the saloon, he noticed an elderly man at the bar who was once renowned as the fastest gun in the West. Eager to improve, the young cowboy took the seat next to him, bought him a drink, and shared his ambitious goal.
“Can you give me some tips?” he asked.
The old man sized him up and said, “Well, first off, you’re wearing your gun too high. Lower the holster down a bit on your leg.”
“Will that make me a better gunfighter?” the young cowboy inquired.
“Yep, sure will,” the old-timer replied.
Following the advice, the young cowboy adjusted his holster, stood up, drew his .44, and shot the bow tie off the piano player.
“That’s amazing!” the cowboy exclaimed. “Any more tips?”
“Yeah,” said the old man, “cut a notch out of your holster where the hammer hits it. It’ll give you a smoother draw.”
“Will that make me a better gunfighter?” the young man asked.
“Yep, it will,” said the old-timer.
The young cowboy took out his knife, made the notch, stood up, and drew his gun in a blur, shooting a cufflink off the piano player.
“Fantastic!” said the cowboy. “I’m really learning something here—got any more advice?”
The old man pointed to a can in the corner of the saloon. “See that axle grease? Coat your gun with it.” The young man went over, smeared some grease on the barrel, and returned.
“No,” said the old-timer, “I mean cover the whole gun, handle and all.”
“Will that make me a better gunfighter?” asked the young cowboy.
“Nope,” replied the old-timer, “but when Wyatt Earp finishes playing the piano and comes after you, it won’t hurt as much.”
He practiced tirelessly but felt he wasn’t yet first-rate and suspected he might be making some mistakes.
One Saturday night, while sitting in the saloon, he noticed an elderly man at the bar who was once renowned as the fastest gun in the West. Eager to improve, the young cowboy took the seat next to him, bought him a drink, and shared his ambitious goal.
“Can you give me some tips?” he asked.
The old man sized him up and said, “Well, first off, you’re wearing your gun too high. Lower the holster down a bit on your leg.”
“Will that make me a better gunfighter?” the young cowboy inquired.
“Yep, sure will,” the old-timer replied.
Following the advice, the young cowboy adjusted his holster, stood up, drew his .44, and shot the bow tie off the piano player.
“That’s amazing!” the cowboy exclaimed. “Any more tips?”
“Yeah,” said the old man, “cut a notch out of your holster where the hammer hits it. It’ll give you a smoother draw.”
“Will that make me a better gunfighter?” the young man asked.
“Yep, it will,” said the old-timer.
The young cowboy took out his knife, made the notch, stood up, and drew his gun in a blur, shooting a cufflink off the piano player.
“Fantastic!” said the cowboy. “I’m really learning something here—got any more advice?”
The old man pointed to a can in the corner of the saloon. “See that axle grease? Coat your gun with it.” The young man went over, smeared some grease on the barrel, and returned.
“No,” said the old-timer, “I mean cover the whole gun, handle and all.”
“Will that make me a better gunfighter?” asked the young cowboy.
“Nope,” replied the old-timer, “but when Wyatt Earp finishes playing the piano and comes after you, it won’t hurt as much.”
I grew up with a stepfather and grandfather whose every other word was a cuss word. I do my best to avoid them, mostly.Every day - run-of-the-mill expletives are best used sparingly for greater effect - when used overly - the effect gets diluted - and leads one to think that the expletive throwing protagonist has a very limited vocabulary - and doesn't know of many other words
Either that or just tell everybody to eff off
Good evening OF...it's taco time!
See you later, hope the night is kind to you.
See you later, hope the night is kind to you.
Hey Jan. Hope you’re feeling better by now
couldn’t help but notice that you really like that tune
I get it
there are seversl songs that I will never get tired of hearing
I've always been happy with my phallic balaclava - keeps the bell-end nice and warm and cosy when it's cold - has around 50,000 nerve endings - that get nicely stimulated when engaged in erotic pursuits - but can get trapped in a zipper - if you ain't careful with zippering up - which is ultimately very painful - but very rare to happen - unless you are a very careless todger wrangler -
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oldfogey8
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They know how that look works. I gave Zig the last bite of my cookie after that look earlier…
1 hour swimming 
in the Andaman Sea - check -
- Time for brekkie - now let's see what's on the breakfast buffet this morning - a resort electric golf cart/taxi is gonna pick me up - and take me up to the brekkie place in a few minutes - sure do have an appetite -
in the Andaman Sea - check - - Time for brekkie - now let's see what's on the breakfast buffet this morning - a resort electric golf cart/taxi is gonna pick me up - and take me up to the brekkie place in a few minutes - sure do have an appetite -
I was gonna say I saw the same look just thirty minutes ago. Food was involved. Talked me outta a chicken tender
Yarddog
Well-known member
That’s what gives me patience. Oldest is almost four already. I look at him and I can already tell that he won’t be my little boy very long. I like being his hero. And one day that nut sack will drop and he will be bucking the reins at every opportunity
I wish I was younger, we would have more. If I’d started at 25 I’d have 5 or 6 by now. Oh kids are expensive. Yeah well so is everything else.
