The Original O'l Farts Club.

[jokerman]

OH my, good thing you have one good arm and hand. Everyday we get older we seem to be more easily beat up.

What flavor did you have?

Old people get to bruise up easily and look like they have been tortured. My Mrs bruises up if a gust of wind hits her or someone looks at her mean spirited.

I've been putting a good word out to the universe so you wouldn't have to cope with the likes of nurse Ratchet. Heal well and fast.

When times are tough like this I go with Rocky road

 

[SubGirl]

When times are tough like this I go with Rocky road

Our son and his wife’s ice cream date. This is next level for sure

 

[Unca Walt]

We have had lots of rain lately as well, not as heavy as you describe but a steady rain. It's kind of arid where I live, the rain is a good thing.

Have your peacocks ever had babies?

I am afraid my two feathery boys are virgins. They have been in my yard since the turn of the century, but no peahens have shown up for them even though the peacocks have been cayoodling into the sky seeking them.

 

[Unca Walt]

well if you put it that way.i never got paid to trim.id rather work for weed and beer than 15 bucks an hour. thats too much damn trimming

(*snork*) I was thinking of me paying you so I could trim.

 

[flylowgethigh]

I seen a show about wolf-dogs saying they are an animal caught between 2 worlds and fit in neither one.
That does not sound like your experience.

Kenai was my constant companion and best friend. He had a terrific howl. He and his girlfriend Chinook are buried under the oak tree in my front yard. RIP big guy.

 

[flylowgethigh]

Yes definitely

I loves me some good pot pie. The stores don’t sell it.

 

[bigsur51]

getting ready for 420 so we opened up a sack of east coast sour diesel x ogers kush vintage 2020 and a sack of fire og x blueberry

 

[bigsur51]

I loves me some good pot pie. The stores don’t sell it.

we have Marie Callander pot pie at the grocery store

not as good as homemade

 

[SubGirl]

Kenai was my constant companion and best friend. He had a terrific howl. He and his girlfriend Chinook are buried under the oak tree in my front yard. RIP big guy.

I like their names. Were they sled dogs?

 

[SubGirl]

getting ready for 420 so we opened up a sack of east coast sour diesel x ogers kush vintage 2020 and a sack of fire og x blueberry

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That should do it…

 

[SubGirl]

I loves me some good pot pie. The stores don’t sell it.

You can make your own it’s pretty easy

 

[Goldhedge]

this is the only ice cream I like

 

[oldmaninbc]

getting ready for 420 so we opened up a sack of east coast sour diesel x ogers kush vintage 2020 and a sack of fire og x blueberry

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Some sacks are better than others when freshly opened. I really like my Sugar Black Rose from a couple of years or so ago. With one of the sacked plants you get this strong citrus smell, it's lovely, if you like citrus.

Hello big

 

[Unca Walt]

Been busy and I am 5 pages behind. No time to catch up right now.

Sad day kinda. Just got a call from and old fishing buddy and he told me one of our other long time fishing buddies had passed from a heart attack yesterday.

I have fished all over Colo, Wyo, Montana, New Mexico with these two guys. So, my x partner at the dealership and now my buddy Ron have both passed this month......

Back to work will check back when things slow down.

It is a hidden thing that is not much explored -- the whittling down of lifelong companions until... no one from your "world" is still breathing. No one.

It is a strange feeling.

The mighty, near mythic blond giant Starkey -- who was bigger and stronger than me... back when I was a big sumbitch in my own right. We were closer than brothers. Gone. All the "old gang" -- none left now.

It ain't sorrow, although that is there. It is more like missing colors... How would you describe to others that the world to you is now in black and white?

 

[Dime]

 

[Dime]

It is a hidden thing that is not much explored -- the whittling down of lifelong companions until... no one from your "world" is still breathing. No one.

It is a strange feeling.

The mighty, near mythic blond giant Starkey -- who was bigger and stronger than me... back when I was a big sumbitch in my own right. We were closer than brothers. Gone. All the "old gang" -- none left now.

It ain't sorrow, although that is there. It is more like missing colors... How would you describe to others that the world to you is now in black and white?

You will meet them again in the afterlife and everyone you held dear

 

[oldmaninbc]

 

[Putembk]

(*snork*) I was thinking of me paying you so I could trim.

Come to my house. I will put you to work.

 

[Putembk]

You have to be anal to trim here though…

 

[Unca Walt]

You have to be anal to trim here though…

HEY! Watchit! I doan do dat anal stuff.