The fuel tank of this beer powered sex machine is shrinking. No beer, an improving diet and all that shit. Now quit changing the subject, putter is waiting on details of your female sibling.
And that shit is coming this way. It was 43 here yesterday, 0 right now, and -17 tonight…the temp will drop 60 degrees in 30 hours!!!
You introduce her to putter (and if she isn't already married or engaged) and I'll throw in two goats and a chicken. Can't chip in any cash though, I'm poor and I'm saving my money for a SLS (which I'll not buy once I could because I'm a cheap ass mother trucker).
One could say I was idle on the track. I know I was an endless source of amusement for you when you were cornerworking.
It is winter. You live on a part of the earth that has seasons. Get out and enjoy doing something in it. Was out with the kids digging tunnels and forts and playing with the kids in the snowdrifts here yesterday. Then took them on short snowmobile ride. Give me this over 100deg with 90% humidity any day. I can dress for cold, I can only undress so far and then I am still sweating when its hot.
This exchange makes me happy. First Arsenio Hall is back on TV, now Putter is looking for his queen. Next, Dave K will do a Randy Watson impression...
Wind is causing havoc up here. State plow truck is off the road a couple miles from here. Whiteout so bad he caught the plow on the box beam over a culvert, spun him around and into the ditch. They've closed the road. Glad I only have to walk across the road to get lunch.
