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Tree stump

 

We had a.much needed long steady rain last night

 

I have some of those in my garden, I made them features and put models of parrots on them.

 

The UK gets enough rain Prix. We all have arks you know. lol

 

We had gone a couple weeks without rain, and very high temps.

 

Ain't that the truth lol

 

We had two days like that!

 

That is exactly what I mean. lol

 

Catch you folks later, take care.

 

Yep get mowing before the rain. x

 

Saturday runaround

 

I used to be. lol

 

Just tasted my curry i've had simmering away for a few hours, crikey this ones hot!!!!!!!!!!

 

I am useless at making curry.
I need a curry thread for recipes. x

 

I don't use recipes, I just bung in whatever I have and add a load of spices

 

I have tried doing that. IT WAS YUK!

 

It's all about the measure of the ingredients

 

Then I really do need a teacher.
I can do Chinese better than most, but Indian!!!!!

 

Live and let live!

 

Apropos of the thread title: So, it's 1976 and I had a little art type store on the end of a nice little commercial strip in Lincoln City, Oregon. Various artists from around the state were featured. Down the way, some friends had a nice restaurant in between some antique stores. They did not do breakfast , so in the late morning I would close my little shop and stroll the 60--70 feet down to their restaurant to have some coffee and visit with the folks there as they readied for the lunch crowd.My girl friend at the time was working as a waitress there. So, one morning I stroll down, go in the kitchen to say-hey -to the cook, Chuck. Well, just so happened I had to pass gas at that particular point, so I bent at the waist, shot Chuck a couple of peace signs, wiggled my ass and let ér go, with a "Howdy Doody,Chuck. " (yes, it was stupid--never claimed to be a stable genius, now did I?) He thought it was funny and laughed his ass off.
The Crux: About a week later, my girl friend called me and here's how the conversation went: I answer and she's laughing so much she can hardly talk: hahahahahahahahahahahhahaha---you won't hahahahahahahaahha--believe this--hahahahahahaha--( I hear other laughter in the background)-- hahahaha --Chuck imitated --your fart stunt ---hahahahaha -when I asked him a question---hahahaahahhaa---and he SHIT HIS-hahahahahahah--he shit his pants! So by this time, I'm laughing MY ass off too , but she says --wait --hahahahaha--that's not even the best part--hahahahaha-- he waddles out to his car, gets in, hahahahahahaha--gingerly sits down with a pants full a'shit and says he's gonna'drive home to change his clothes. He had a horrified look on his face-hahahahahahaha( they're still laughing in the background). He just called and hahahahaha--asked if someone could could come and pick him up-----hahahahahahahaha--he got halfway home and --hahahahaha-- ran outta'gas--hahahahahaha-- and had to walk about a mile to a payphone to hahahahahahaha--call here!! "Bout hurt myself laughing !
Of course he never lived it down--various nick names were in play for him after that and a great memory was formed in my memory bank to be withdrawn and related to folks throughout the years. So, now I've shared it with you-all and now it's yours for the telling if you wish. Have a nice day.