No way this thread makes 100 pages.
Glendivegriz said:i recognize the potatos. Nothing else.
Glendivegriz said:I had a bad experience with a girl named Graham so I've always stayed away from her families crackers.
snap said:...it posted as just a massive pile of...
argh! said:snap said:...it posted as just a massive pile of...
none of us have ever done such a thing.
massive pile of steaming words
snap said:Well, I've been leading a pretty mundane existence this summer - hence my lack of posting in this "monumental waste of time" thread. There have been a few highlights though. My neighbor down the road charged me with taking care of his chickens while he was gone for ten days. Pretty easy, just throw some feed and food scraps on the ground in front of the chicken coop every morning and grab the eggs every day. Easy as pie. Yesterday went down and there was nothing but feathers and blood everywhere. Not sure what savage beast would do such a thing but I hope my neighbor learned a valuable lesson...I can't be trusted with living things. In my defense, I did tell him that. Oh well, RIP sweet little chickens.
On a positive note, my firewood supply is coming along like a son of a bitch! I found the motherlode of all motherlodes about 15 miles from the cabin. An endless sea of dead lodgepole just out of sight of the road and therefore safe from the prying eyes of all other (less 'woods savvy') firewooders in the area. What makes it even more special is that it's on forest service ground (and I refuse to get a permit). As I come down off the mountain with yet another massive load of wood, I slow down when I pass the forest service office, honk the horn, and give 'em the 'ol one finger salute. It's usually after hours so I don't think anyone sees me do it, but it makes me giggle like a little japanese school girl nonetheless.
Other than that, your 'ol buddy snap is just taking it easy, cranking beers on the porch, shooting guns whenever he feels like it and eating cheeseburgers like a son of a bitch. How's the summer treating you assholes?
snap said:Ursa. I'll be there and you can bet your sweet ass the bourbons on me. Look for the dude with a nice rack of facial hair and a 'restored to mint' 1984 Chrysler K car (maroon body, silver details).
Glendivegriz said:I hate it when waiters and waitresses say, "How's that tasting for you?".
argh! said:Glendivegriz said:I hate it when waiters and waitresses say, "How's that tasting for you?".
me, too.