I see your point. That is a very sharp question!ski3pin said:I want to know who it was. Who put the needle in the hay stack?
I see your point. That is a very sharp question!ski3pin said:I want to know who it was. Who put the needle in the hay stack?
The same dude who put the Bop in the Bop Shoo Bop, but we ain’t gunna talk about the Ram in the Rama Lama Ding Dong.ski3pin said:I want to know who it was. Who put the needle in the hay stack?
I think this should go under "geezerhood".Wandering Sagebrush said:The same dude who put the Bop in the Bop Shoo Bop, but we ain’t gunna talk about the Ram in the Rama Lama Ding Dong.
Yup, it does cross boundaries.Casa Escarlata Robles Too said:I think this should go under "geezerhood".
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that's a good one!ntsqd said:I've been collecting "quotes" like that one for a while, and it is just above:
Someone called the Kentucky Derby "Amish Nascar" and my day hasn't been the same...
in the list.
There’s a great (true) family story about the time we had the first ranch on the Rogue River. I was a toddler roaming around the house and equipment shed with a hammer in my hand.ski3pin said:Nowadays, whenever I begin to think a situation is tough, I remember I used to hold the flashlight for my Dad.
I like that story. In brings back so many stories about all the "training" I deserved.Wandering Sagebrush said:There’s a great (true) family story about the time we had the first ranch on the Rogue River. I was a toddler roaming around the house and equipment shed with a hammer in my hand.
Dad said don’t go near that car with the hammer, he worked in town and left the house about 3 AM.
Dad drove about 20 miles into town with a flashlight and no headlights.
For the record, that’s only one of many (true) stories of my misadventures and misspent toddlerhood at the ranch.