I guess they wouldn't let you keep a Mustang, Colt, or Pacer in the garage either, huh?I grew up in a city. They didn't let us keep cattle in our garages.
I guess they wouldn't let you keep a Mustang, Colt, or Pacer in the garage either, huh?I grew up in a city. They didn't let us keep cattle in our garages.
Nuh-uh.I guess they wouldn't let you keep a Mustang, Colt, or Pacer in the garage either, huh?
We had, at different times, Eagles, Beetles, Cougars, Rabbits (VW fans), Skylarks, and once a Viper in the garage, but no cattle.Nuh-uh.
We had rats, though. Some of 'em as big as cats.
Never tried to milk a rat.
Yeah, then there's the young lady I overheard at a 7-11 last week who said she was really proud of her Hummer.Very short, I would imagine.
Don't mind me, I'm just passing through...
...and checking for a pulse.
Although I tried, I never did get that young lady's phone number.I'm still recovering from JBear's post.
Although I tried, I never did get that young lady's phone number.
I tried that. She still wouldn't give me her phone number.Jello
I just wrote down an idea for a story title but it'll probably take a while for inspiration: "The Nun Gum Hummer."I don't think Nuns would be interested.
I thought it was Afrikaans, but what do I know.If you say it real fast it sounds like it might be German.
Where's Gail when we need her?I thought it was Afrikaans, but what do I know.
This time of year below the equator? I'm sure she's at the beach, sipping mint juleps, and leading a life of leisure.Where's Gail when we need her?
Oops...that is what I call a real tragedy 'cause I'm sure what's on the screen was an expertly-prepared Bloody Mary.Okay now that I have snorted what I was drinking all over the screen--I can't stop thinking it, NunGumHummer-- Thanks JB that will be going through my head all night.
Wait aminute! Fake honey? I didn't know they made that!I grew up in a city. They didn't let us keep cattle in our garages.
Got some KFC last weekend. Along with honey for the biscuits. Except the honey wasn't honey. It consisted of high fructose corn syrup, flavoring and artificial color.
I thought Fake Honey was the company that made that life-size, blow-up doll that Porter has.Wait aminute! Fake honey? I didn't know they made that!
You actually want fake honey? That's sick, Ferret. All you have do is warm up your old honey. Stuff lasts forever.Wait aminute! Fake honey? I didn't know they made that!
Where can you get it? Who makes it? I'd like some fake honey. Real honey always hardens on me and I end up throwing I out or setting the plastic bear on fire in the microwave trying to soften it.
SRSLY. And I wonder why he always has to travel to MaYne to see her.I thought Fake Honey was the company that made that life-size, blow-up doll that Porter has.