5 thoughts on “Time for ‘splaining is over anyway.”
And since you can’t refrain from eating the crayons, it’s a waste of my time.
“Never teach a pig to sing, it wastes your time and annoys the pig.”
Mister Cederq says he can’t sing. Just thought I’d throw that out there.
I can’t, not even with two five gallon buckets with lids…
I have a very good friend that I tell him this every week, we talk on Sunday as we are about 200 miles from each other these days. I am retired and he is close to it.
once he does retire, he says he going to move out to the woods near me.
funny story, over 30 some years ago, I got to meet his dad. steve did something dumb and I wacked him upside his head and yell what you do that for, just joking around, his dad almost died laughing and said “now you have a older brother to wack some sense in you ” any time he talks about his dad , he brings that up.
for the most part, he a lot better than he was. but he still has times where I might need the crayons to explain it to him. smart guy, makes a ton more money than me, but needs a bit of common sense now and then. the money he wasted on women is unreal. used to take them out to 400 dollar dinners and other dumb shit. I asked him if he was going to fly to France for the second date ?
he doesn’t do dumb shit like that anymore thank god.
Cederq, with any mention of crayons, I’m reminded of Sandy’s old man, and the entire rest of the USMC’s fondness for crayon cuisine, something you’ve not mentioned for some time. Has .mil improved Marines’ rations to the extent they no longer view crayons as near the top of the food pyramid, or have they begun soaking them in Marines’ bath-water as a deterent? Just curious, you and Deathray gone chicken on the Marines now? Hey, I don’t blame you, you two being mere ex-AJs!
And since you can’t refrain from eating the crayons, it’s a waste of my time.
“Never teach a pig to sing, it wastes your time and annoys the pig.”
Mister Cederq says he can’t sing. Just thought I’d throw that out there.
I can’t, not even with two five gallon buckets with lids…
I have a very good friend that I tell him this every week, we talk on Sunday as we are about 200 miles from each other these days. I am retired and he is close to it.
once he does retire, he says he going to move out to the woods near me.
funny story, over 30 some years ago, I got to meet his dad. steve did something dumb and I wacked him upside his head and yell what you do that for, just joking around, his dad almost died laughing and said “now you have a older brother to wack some sense in you ” any time he talks about his dad , he brings that up.
for the most part, he a lot better than he was. but he still has times where I might need the crayons to explain it to him. smart guy, makes a ton more money than me, but needs a bit of common sense now and then. the money he wasted on women is unreal. used to take them out to 400 dollar dinners and other dumb shit. I asked him if he was going to fly to France for the second date ?
he doesn’t do dumb shit like that anymore thank god.
Cederq, with any mention of crayons, I’m reminded of Sandy’s old man, and the entire rest of the USMC’s fondness for crayon cuisine, something you’ve not mentioned for some time. Has .mil improved Marines’ rations to the extent they no longer view crayons as near the top of the food pyramid, or have they begun soaking them in Marines’ bath-water as a deterent? Just curious, you and Deathray gone chicken on the Marines now? Hey, I don’t blame you, you two being mere ex-AJs!