Curmudgeonland...home Of The Old Farts Club

[G gnome]

Wow look at you mr. Handyman!

I can do everything but charge the system.....i got a buddy doin that

 

[yooper420]

Computer crashed early yesterday, just got it barely functioning, slow as hell too. Better post this while I can. Later.

 

[tinderthumbs]

Computer crashed early yesterday, just got it barely functioning, slow as hell too. Better post this while I can. Later.

all that damn porn

 

[Hippie]

all that damn porn

It's hard to find a safe North Korean midget lesbian amputee porn site.

Don't judge me.

 

[tinderthumbs]

It's hard to find a safe North Korean midget lesbian amputee porn site.

Don't judge me.

that does sure sound like a son bitch lol

 

[giggy]

morning ofc, happy sativaday. done started the wake and bake so yall got to catch up. i may have over baked for work, not it's saturday. lol

 

[giggy]

It's hard to find a safe North Korean midget lesbian amputee porn site.

Don't judge me.

i kinda like them one legged midgets too. lol

 

[jumpincactus]

Not a tear of concern for ya LD @LittleDabbie look at our temps for next week. :sweating::fire::fire::fire: Make note of Mon Tues At these temps central ac has a hard time keeping up. Oh did I mention my work truck has no working ac either. Trip home from work is a pleasant cruise!!!

Sat
109°
74°

Sun
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112°
79°

Mon
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118°
85°

Tue
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120°
85°

Wed
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118°
84°
Thu
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115°
82°
Fri
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111°
81°
Sat
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113°
82°

 

[Hippie]

Morning, Giggy. One sick fuck to another.:)

 

[Hippie]

We gotta get a fund me page started for Yoop so he can get a new laptop. The one he's got still has a door in the back where you shovel the coal in.

 

[stonestacker]

Good morning OFC
Hopefully I get to go home today.
Nascar MIS weekend about 15 miles from my house. When the kids were younger we did the June race for a lot of years. I ever mention I love the smell of racing fuel. Boy I miss those days. a little teary eyed.

 

[Papa Indica]

Good morning OFC
Hopefully I get to go home today.
Nascar MIS weekend about 15 miles from my house. When the kids were younger we did the June race for a lot of years. I ever mention I love the smell of racing fuel. Boy I miss those days. a little teary eyed.

And hopefully you won't be back in there for a good long time, or better yet, never.

It does have an appeal, doesn't it? Funny how smells are one of those things that can transport us to another place and time in our minds. There are definitely some days past that I miss too, sure it's the same for all of us. No doubt that's where the idea of a time machine originates from, someone wishing they could be young again. There, now I'm depressed. lol

 

[Papa Indica]

Hope all you old farts and semi-old farts are well this fine, (yeah right), morning.

:ninja:

 

[kevinn]

A man wonders if having sex on the Sabbath is a sin because he is not sure if sex is work or play, so he goes to a priest and asks for his opinion on this question.
After consulting the Bible, the priest says, "My son, after an exhaustive search, I am positive that sex is work and is therefore not permitted on Sundays."
The man thinks: "What does a priest know about sex?"
So he goes to a minister who, after all, is a married man and experienced in this matter.
He queries the minister and receives the same reply. Sex is work and therefore not for the Sabbath!
Not pleased with the reply, he seeks out a Rabbi, a man of thousands of years of tradition and knowledge.
The Rabbi ponders the question, then states, "My son, sex is definitely play."
The man replies, "Rabbi, how can you be so sure when so many others tell me sex is work?"
The Rabbi speaks softly: "My son, if sex were work, my wife would have the maid do it."

 

[G gnome]

 

[LocalGrowGuy]

Drove from Casper home after fishing thursday, woke up at 4am to drive down to cattle country for a traditional branding with @GoldNBoy. I arrived when the cowboys had left to round up the herd, so I had enough time for my daily yoga session. I have become semi-professional at deflecting questions about how I have met my farm friends, but not this time. Waiting on the herd, one of the riding horses had snuck off a bit and I volunteered to go get her. I grew up around horses, but it's been years since I've ridden. I figured it'd be easier to get laughed at when the real cowboys weren't around, but I didn't fall off.
Introductions were made, hands shaken, warm greetings, coffee and doobage. It is astounding to see how hard those men work, how smart and hard their horses are, all of it. It was amazingly overwhelming and something I won't soon forget. There was a colt that needed to be cut, I'm going to butcher the name of the knot but double scotch bonnet sounds close. I am unable to describe what happened after, but holy cow. Or horse. It was a bit tense but the professionals were professionals. I realized when the horse got up off the ground that I ended up with the bucket of tools and the bucket with the balls. I'm pretty sure that horse was giving me shifty eyes.
There was more but not for here, the meal was glorious, and the best bits always happen when the work is done. This was no different, and it was special to be a part of. It was overwhelming but positive.
I don't know how you guys remember, but my food blog would consist entirely of pictures of empty plates. I worked off about five pounds of sweat but ate double that. I think that math works. To say it was a special experience doesn't do it justice.

 

[stonestacker]

Woohoo discharged waiting for the ride

 

[Hippie]

Woohoo discharged waiting for the ride

Sounds like doobie time, Stony!

 

[GrowGod]

Me

 

[Hippie]

Drove from Casper home after fishing thursday, woke up at 4am to drive down to cattle country for a traditional branding with @GoldNBoy. I arrived when the cowboys had left to round up the herd, so I had enough time for my daily yoga session. I have become semi-professional at deflecting questions about how I have met my farm friends, but not this time. Waiting on the herd, one of the riding horses had snuck off a bit and I volunteered to go get her. I grew up around horses, but it's been years since I've ridden. I figured it'd be easier to get laughed at when the real cowboys weren't around, but I didn't fall off.
Introductions were made, hands shaken, warm greetings, coffee and doobage. It is astounding to see how hard those men work, how smart and hard their horses are, all of it. It was amazingly overwhelming and something I won't soon forget. There was a colt that needed to be cut, I'm going to butcher the name of the knot but double scotch bonnet sounds close. I am unable to describe what happened after, but holy cow. Or horse. It was a bit tense but the professionals were professionals. I realized when the horse got up off the ground that I ended up with the bucket of tools and the bucket with the balls. I'm pretty sure that horse was giving me shifty eyes.
There was more but not for here, the meal was glorious, and the best bits always happen when the work is done. This was no different, and it was special to be a part of. It was overwhelming but positive.
I don't know how you guys remember, but my food blog would consist entirely of pictures of empty plates. I worked off about five pounds of sweat but ate double that. I think that math works. To say it was a special experience doesn't do it justice.

Glad ya had fun. I was scared you were gettin' into a Brokeback Mountain situation, but it sounds like it was just a bunch of hard work and hard partyin'.:)