Little Doc
11-man fan
Uh oh, this is going to be getting personal and down right dirty.
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westexasflats
11-man fan
I do love a good gumbo, and them coonasses make good un's
westexasflats
11-man fan
And boudin
oldfat&bald
Six-man fan
CowboyP":3fxqaim9 said:
The difference between a coon a$$ and an East Texas weenie is the coon a$$ will admit he's a dang coon a$$. Heck, they're even proud of it.
I'll have more respect for you East Texas weenies when y'all start freely admitting it.
oldfat&bald
Six-man fan
westexasflats":1o4b7on5 said:
My aunt, God rest her blessed soul, made the best. You just didn't want to ask where the ingredients come from.
oldfat&bald
Six-man fan
CowboyP":202y7vbr said:
Lots of mesquite not far from here. No need to burn cow chips. But as cold as it was the last couple if weeks, I'd have burnt them to stay warm.
smokeyjoe53
Six-man pro
Just wondering if Great Britain had declared war on Texas yet............
oldfat&bald
Six-man fan
smokeyjoe53":mb5r1ulu said:
I've heard reports of SAS troops moving around Quitique and Turkey this afternoon............
smokeyjoe53
Six-man pro
I haven't seen anything about a diplomatic crisis...........yet.....
smokeyjoe53
Six-man pro
When we were kids we would be so excited about Christmas that we couldn't sleep............
Then we grew up, had kids and stayed up at night putting gifts together................
Now when the kids are gone and we have time to go to all the parties & get-togethers that come with the holiday season, we stay up all night with indigestion from everything we eat at these parties..........
Then we grew up, had kids and stayed up at night putting gifts together................
Now when the kids are gone and we have time to go to all the parties & get-togethers that come with the holiday season, we stay up all night with indigestion from everything we eat at these parties..........
rainjacktx
Six-man fan
smokeyjoe53":11hsrgmc said:
There was a theater that collapsed in London the other night - but the Bobbies felt my alibi was strong enough that they couldn't hold me any longer. They let me go with an apology and a warning to mind my P's and Q's
I have a bunch of UK pics on facebook dot com slash rick dot beesinger
rainjacktx
Six-man fan
smokeyjoe53":nga531oa said:
That whole tracking Santa thing used to scare the crap out of me. My parents told us Santa would fly right over us if we weren't asleep. I was so scared I wouldn't fall asleep that I wound up not being able to go to sleep.
I carried on the tradition with our kids - the internet made it way more realistic. I don't know what it is about scaring kids, but it is one of my favorite hobbies.
oldfat&bald
Six-man fan
rainjacktx":epur3jul said:
That comment doesn't surprise anyone. Most of us are surprised we haven't seen a story out of the UK about some crazy Texan playing Grinch and stealing kids Christmas presents yet.
rainjacktx
Six-man fan
oldfat&bald":2ortsmdn said:
I'm not mean. I just like being scary. I think I mentioned this before, but all my nieces and nephews have been scared to death of me until they got old enough to get it. Then I turn into the uncle they can't live without.
The convenience store clerk already rolls his eyes and tries to find something else to do when he sees me walk in. And I've only been in the store twice.
smokeyjoe53
Six-man pro
In the opinion of the Queen & Parliament........ Too long..........CowboyP":3oyotvzd said:
rainjacktx
Six-man fan
We'll be coming home Thursday.
We traveled 4743 miles around the world. First folks we meet at the pub? Sheep farmers and cattlemen.
That's alright, though. I walked out of their last night with a free Guiness glass, and some sheep farmer's wool sweater. Unbeknownst to me, my wife had made a bet with my son much earlier in the evening that I would walk out with that particular sweater.
And I don't even like sweaters.
We traveled 4743 miles around the world. First folks we meet at the pub? Sheep farmers and cattlemen.
That's alright, though. I walked out of their last night with a free Guiness glass, and some sheep farmer's wool sweater. Unbeknownst to me, my wife had made a bet with my son much earlier in the evening that I would walk out with that particular sweater.
And I don't even like sweaters.
