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Hey Klondike Mike, Wayner

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U know sumpin tuff guys, I think ole Kelley is a big Wussy! Just, whut does a guy dat old has to talk to hissuns wife about? and, so many times dat a little ole hill goat eat up the flowers ands the cornerstone to hisuns home? U know, I think Kelley, shud leave the conversaation off with ?Debbie and go wabbit hunting or sumpin~
 
You been nippin' on the shine again? <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol"> <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol"> Heres one for your deer huntin' buddys.....
One Saturday morning a deer hunter gets up early, dresses quietly,
gets his lunch made, puts on his long johns, grabs the gun and goes to
the garage to warm up his truck and head down to his favorite hunting area.
He backs his truck out of the garage and discovers the rain is really
pouring down. It is like a torrential downpour. There is also some
snow mixed in with the rain, and the wind is blowing 50 MPH.
He comes back into the house and turns the TV to the weather channel.
He finds it's going to be bad weather all day long, so minutes later he
puts his truck in the garage, quietly undresses and slips back into bed.
There he cuddles up to his wife's back, now with a different
anticipation, and whispers, "The weather out there is really terrible."
To which she sleepily replies,
"Can you believe my stupid husband is out hunting in that crap?"
 
Debbie and I have been married 34 years and are among other things, best friends. We enjoy each other's company and often visit at that kitchen table.
A Wussy? I assure you that you will never see me turn and run from a friend in trouble, nor run from a fuss when confronted by a bully type person.
A year ago tomorrow, I had a minor medical problem, and if it had not been for Debbie, it is possible that I would not be sitting here at this moment typing on the computer. That night, I wanted to wait until morning to go to the hospital, but Debbie would not take "no" for an answer. At the hospital, we were later told that if I had not gone to the hospital, I probably would not have survived the night...my best friend, Debbie, knew how critical the situation was at that moment and knew that I had to go to the hospital as quickly as possible. She did good that night! Up until that time, I had never really had a sick day in my life...so that was why I was reluctant to go to the hospital. She kept at it until I got in the truck just to hush her up! Thank goodness she won that battle!!!
Butch, nice try! <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol"> <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol"> Please try to stay out of trouble and have a great day! Kelley (Texas) <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol"> <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol"> <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol">
 
the head of the family, but the wife is the neck that turns that head!!!! Can't get any plainer than that! <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol">
 
do ya really think it will work? <img src="/metal/html/grin.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":grin">
Our buddy is steadfast in keeping our noses out of his "lady" situation.......maybe we should dig a bit? <img src="/metal/html/grin.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":grin">
 
<img src="/metal/html/cry.gif" border=0 width=40 height=15 alt=":cry"> <img src="/metal/html/cry.gif" border=0 width=40 height=15 alt=":cry"> <img src="/metal/html/cry.gif" border=0 width=40 height=15 alt=":cry"> <img src="/metal/html/cry.gif" border=0 width=40 height=15 alt=":cry"> all der iz 2 do, now is makin shine and agitatin these wimmen! <img src="/metal/html/biggrin.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":D">
 
as hard as it iz, I honestly try to stay our uf trouble, but it just seems to follow me. Hey, cowboy, I got a brand new batch of "RECEIPE" coming off the slag line about 6 this evening...takin orders now
pint jar with lid--$30
quart with lid==..$55
gallon, $95
shipped free <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol"> <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol">
 
sumpin very close to this happened to me back n 1973... <img src="/metal/html/frown.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":("> I went to crawl bak n bed and there was not enuff room <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol"> <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol">
 
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