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I also hated the large ammount of nose hair I was blessed with.... the stuff is harder to get rid of than wood vine..... so after many attempts at eradication.... my BBQ gave me an idea.... singe them off..... remembering the old Bic lighter palm trick.... or gas in the pocket then flick the lighter method... I remembered it was a fairly quick light painless burn....
So I preceded to seal off my nasal passage in the top of my mouth with my tounge... like when holding your breath under water..... then put the lighter up to my nostril and preceded to fill it up with butane..... after a short while it was time to flick the bic.....
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It felt like a mule kicked me in the back of the eyeballs.... approx. 10 inch blue flames come shooting out of my nostrils... then I lost my vision for a minute or so.... had the worse case of icecream headache I've ever had..... there were slight equilibrium issues for the next half hour as well....
I've come to terms and made peace with my nose hair since.... guess it was just me trying to halt adulthood when it was undoubtedly coming whether I liked it or not..... LMAO Welcome back posting on the 24 hour campfire PAMac Please don't tell us about butt hair removal!! 
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I had to get a new ID for this one, as I don't want to tarnish my reputation. Haha. About 35 years ago I was very much into horses. I rode all the time, trail, shows, and even a few rodeos. I wasn't especially a talented horseman, but I had the best little horse in my part of the country, and she took care of me. One night a buddy and myself had been to a team roping in Paris, TN. Some of the other guys there suggested that we stop in at Hank's Place on our way back home. Hank's Place was a nightspot in Paris opened up by Hank Williams Jr., who was a nearby resident. We had just pulled our truck and horse trailer into the parking lot and got out, when 2 girls got came running towards us. One of them, a very hot little blonde, said "hot damn, I see the closet thing I've seen of a cowboy since I left Oklahoma". I didn't really consider myself to be a cowboy, but I guess I was dressed the part, in boots and jeans. We introduced ourselves, and turns out she was a 19 year old aspiring country singer, who was doing a gig there at Hank's, as well as also In Nashville, when she could find one. We went in, had a few drinks and dances, and she and I really hit it off. She said let's go out and ride your horse, but when we got outside in my truck, we did another kind of riding, if you catch my drift. Very good "riding" too, as she was a very enthusiastic rider. Well, I went to see her in Paris again a few weeks later, and afterwards found it hard to want to leave. Some time after that, I took my horses and met her at the nearby Land Between the Lakes and spent the day riding. Yes, actually horseback riding this time, plus a couple of other sessions of that other kind of "riding" that she was so good at. Now, she was starting to get to me, and I was so tore up about it that I couldn't eat or sleep. You see, I was married and 12 years older than she was, and I was beginning to feel very bad about what I was doing. She was pretty much a free spirit, getting by mostly on what her folks back home were sending her, as her singing gigs didn't pay much. I realized that all we really had in common was the sex we were having, and that to take things any further would be a huge mistake on my part, and probably cost me everything I was working to accomplish. So, I just walked away, and never contacted or saw her again, got my life back together, and am still married to the same woman. But, about 3 or 4 years afterwards, I'm watching TV one night and they're talking about the Country Music Association awards, and interviewing the different stars. Then I saw "her", one of the nominees for newest star, or something of the sort. She had changed her last name, but still looked very pretty, and turns out I'd been hearing her hit song on the radio and just didn't know who it was. Okay, to wind this up, she had a very nice career as a country singer, had several hit songs, and for several years was in the country music news quite a bit. I thought once or twice about trying to contact her, but thought it was better to let a sleeping dog lie. Anyway, I'm sure she didn't want to see me after the way I dumped her, and besides, she was married by that time. True story. That you, Deflave????
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I had to get a new ID for this one, as I don't want to tarnish my reputation. Haha. About 35 years ago I was very much into horses. I rode all the time, trail, shows, and even a few rodeos. I wasn't especially a talented horseman, but I had the best little horse in my part of the country, and she took care of me. One night a buddy and myself had been to a team roping in Paris, TN. Some of the other guys there suggested that we stop in at Hank's Place on our way back home. Hank's Place was a nightspot in Paris opened up by Hank Williams Jr., who was a nearby resident. We had just pulled our truck and horse trailer into the parking lot and got out, when 2 girls got came running towards us. One of them, a very hot little blonde, said "hot damn, I see the closet thing I've seen of a cowboy since I left Oklahoma". I didn't really consider myself to be a cowboy, but I guess I was dressed the part, in boots and jeans. We introduced ourselves, and turns out she was a 19 year old aspiring country singer, who was doing a gig there at Hank's, as well as also In Nashville, when she could find one. We went in, had a few drinks and dances, and she and I really hit it off. She said let's go out and ride your horse, but when we got outside in my truck, we did another kind of riding, if you catch my drift. Very good "riding" too, as she was a very enthusiastic rider. Well, I went to see her in Paris again a few weeks later, and afterwards found it hard to want to leave. Some time after that, I took my horses and met her at the nearby Land Between the Lakes and spent the day riding. Yes, actually horseback riding this time, plus a couple of other sessions of that other kind of "riding" that she was so good at. Now, she was starting to get to me, and I was so tore up about it that I couldn't eat or sleep. You see, I was married and 12 years older than she was, and I was beginning to feel very bad about what I was doing. She was pretty much a free spirit, getting by mostly on what her folks back home were sending her, as her singing gigs didn't pay much. I realized that all we really had in common was the sex we were having, and that to take things any further would be a huge mistake on my part, and probably cost me everything I was working to accomplish. So, I just walked away, and never contacted or saw her again, got my life back together, and am still married to the same woman. But, about 3 or 4 years afterwards, I'm watching TV one night and they're talking about the Country Music Association awards, and interviewing the different stars. Then I saw "her", one of the nominees for newest star, or something of the sort. She had changed her last name, but still looked very pretty, and turns out I'd been hearing her hit song on the radio and just didn't know who it was. Okay, to wind this up, she had a very nice career as a country singer, had several hit songs, and for several years was in the country music news quite a bit. I thought once or twice about trying to contact her, but thought it was better to let a sleeping dog lie. Anyway, I'm sure she didn't want to see me after the way I dumped her, and besides, she was married by that time. True story. That you, Deflave???? Haha, that's an insult. That peterhead wouldn't know one end of a horse from the other.
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Helluva thing there. You obviously made the better decision, but for some folks memories like that can still be painful. The details quite different, but i got myself into a similar predicament with an absolutely stunning 21-year-old Bolivian lass. She was an only daughter who lived with her Bolivian Mom and simply could not relocate to where my home base was and i couldn't relocate to where she was. This was nigh on 24 years ago, but i wonder about her all occasionally all the same. I had to get a new ID for this one, as I don't want to tarnish my reputation. Haha. About 35 years ago I was very much into horses. I rode all the time, trail, shows, and even a few rodeos. I wasn't especially a talented horseman, but I had the best little horse in my part of the country, and she took care of me. One night a buddy and myself had been to a team roping in Paris, TN. Some of the other guys there suggested that we stop in at Hank's Place on our way back home. Hank's Place was a nightspot in Paris opened up by Hank Williams Jr., who was a nearby resident. We had just pulled our truck and horse trailer into the parking lot and got out, when 2 girls got came running towards us. One of them, a very hot little blonde, said "hot damn, I see the closet thing I've seen of a cowboy since I left Oklahoma". I didn't really consider myself to be a cowboy, but I guess I was dressed the part, in boots and jeans. We introduced ourselves, and turns out she was a 19 year old aspiring country singer, who was doing a gig there at Hank's, as well as also In Nashville, when she could find one. We went in, had a few drinks and dances, and she and I really hit it off. She said let's go out and ride your horse, but when we got outside in my truck, we did another kind of riding, if you catch my drift. Very good "riding" too, as she was a very enthusiastic rider. Well, I went to see her in Paris again a few weeks later, and afterwards found it hard to want to leave. Some time after that, I took my horses and met her at the nearby Land Between the Lakes and spent the day riding. Yes, actually horseback riding this time, plus a couple of other sessions of that other kind of "riding" that she was so good at. Now, she was starting to get to me, and I was so tore up about it that I couldn't eat or sleep. You see, I was married and 12 years older than she was, and I was beginning to feel very bad about what I was doing. She was pretty much a free spirit, getting by mostly on what her folks back home were sending her, as her singing gigs didn't pay much. I realized that all we really had in common was the sex we were having, and that to take things any further would be a huge mistake on my part, and probably cost me everything I was working to accomplish. So, I just walked away, and never contacted or saw her again, got my life back together, and am still married to the same woman. But, about 3 or 4 years afterwards, I'm watching TV one night and they're talking about the Country Music Association awards, and interviewing the different stars. Then I saw "her", one of the nominees for newest star, or something of the sort. She had changed her last name, but still looked very pretty, and turns out I'd been hearing her hit song on the radio and just didn't know who it was. Okay, to wind this up, she had a very nice career as a country singer, had several hit songs, and for several years was in the country music news quite a bit. I thought once or twice about trying to contact her, but thought it was better to let a sleeping dog lie. Anyway, I'm sure she didn't want to see me after the way I dumped her, and besides, she was married by that time. True story.
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I had to get a new ID for this one, as I don't want to tarnish my reputation. Haha. About 35 years ago I was very much into horses. I rode all the time, trail, shows, and even a few rodeos. I wasn't especially a talented horseman, but I had the best little horse in my part of the country, and she took care of me. One night a buddy and myself had been to a team roping in Paris, TN. Some of the other guys there suggested that we stop in at Hank's Place on our way back home. Hank's Place was a nightspot in Paris opened up by Hank Williams Jr., who was a nearby resident. We had just pulled our truck and horse trailer into the parking lot and got out, when 2 girls got came running towards us. One of them, a very hot little blonde, said "hot damn, I see the closet thing I've seen of a cowboy since I left Oklahoma". I didn't really consider myself to be a cowboy, but I guess I was dressed the part, in boots and jeans. We introduced ourselves, and turns out she was a 19 year old aspiring country singer, who was doing a gig there at Hank's, as well as also In Nashville, when she could find one. We went in, had a few drinks and dances, and she and I really hit it off. She said let's go out and ride your horse, but when we got outside in my truck, we did another kind of riding, if you catch my drift. Very good "riding" too, as she was a very enthusiastic rider. Well, I went to see her in Paris again a few weeks later, and afterwards found it hard to want to leave. Some time after that, I took my horses and met her at the nearby Land Between the Lakes and spent the day riding. Yes, actually horseback riding this time, plus a couple of other sessions of that other kind of "riding" that she was so good at. Now, she was starting to get to me, and I was so tore up about it that I couldn't eat or sleep. You see, I was married and 12 years older than she was, and I was beginning to feel very bad about what I was doing. She was pretty much a free spirit, getting by mostly on what her folks back home were sending her, as her singing gigs didn't pay much. I realized that all we really had in common was the sex we were having, and that to take things any further would be a huge mistake on my part, and probably cost me everything I was working to accomplish. So, I just walked away, and never contacted or saw her again, got my life back together, and am still married to the same woman. But, about 3 or 4 years afterwards, I'm watching TV one night and they're talking about the Country Music Association awards, and interviewing the different stars. Then I saw "her", one of the nominees for newest star, or something of the sort. She had changed her last name, but still looked very pretty, and turns out I'd been hearing her hit song on the radio and just didn't know who it was. Okay, to wind this up, she had a very nice career as a country singer, had several hit songs, and for several years was in the country music news quite a bit. I thought once or twice about trying to contact her, but thought it was better to let a sleeping dog lie. Anyway, I'm sure she didn't want to see me after the way I dumped her, and besides, she was married by that time. True story. That you, Deflave???? YGBSM. What are you drinking? Yer gitten yer horses and sheep mixed up in yer thinkin. 
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Caught two bass on the same lure on the same cast, one on the front treble and one on the back
Done that. Thought I had a muskrat on. Done that as well. My son once had a bass break off and make off with a purple spinner bait. A few days later, I was back and noticed some sort of flash going back and forth in the water along the bank. Cast to it and caught the culprit and retrieved the spinner bait. Brought it home and hung it from curtain rod in son's room.
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Col "Bull" Bland, at my review board, said he'd get me whatever MOS I wanted. Picked Signals Intel, and damn if he didn't make it happen. Amazing what full bird Marine Colonel can accomplish.
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I had to get a new ID for this one, as I don't want to tarnish my reputation. Haha. About 35 years ago I was very much into horses. I rode all the time, trail, shows, and even a few rodeos. I wasn't especially a talented horseman, but I had the best little horse in my part of the country, and she took care of me. One night a buddy and myself had been to a team roping in Paris, TN. Some of the other guys there suggested that we stop in at Hank's Place on our way back home. Hank's Place was a nightspot in Paris opened up by Hank Williams Jr., who was a nearby resident. We had just pulled our truck and horse trailer into the parking lot and got out, when 2 girls got came running towards us. One of them, a very hot little blonde, said "hot damn, I see the closet thing I've seen of a cowboy since I left Oklahoma". I didn't really consider myself to be a cowboy, but I guess I was dressed the part, in boots and jeans. We introduced ourselves, and turns out she was a 19 year old aspiring country singer, who was doing a gig there at Hank's, as well as also In Nashville, when she could find one. We went in, had a few drinks and dances, and she and I really hit it off. She said let's go out and ride your horse, but when we got outside in my truck, we did another kind of riding, if you catch my drift. Very good "riding" too, as she was a very enthusiastic rider. Well, I went to see her in Paris again a few weeks later, and afterwards found it hard to want to leave. Some time after that, I took my horses and met her at the nearby Land Between the Lakes and spent the day riding. Yes, actually horseback riding this time, plus a couple of other sessions of that other kind of "riding" that she was so good at. Now, she was starting to get to me, and I was so tore up about it that I couldn't eat or sleep. You see, I was married and 12 years older than she was, and I was beginning to feel very bad about what I was doing. She was pretty much a free spirit, getting by mostly on what her folks back home were sending her, as her singing gigs didn't pay much. I realized that all we really had in common was the sex we were having, and that to take things any further would be a huge mistake on my part, and probably cost me everything I was working to accomplish. So, I just walked away, and never contacted or saw her again, got my life back together, and am still married to the same woman. But, about 3 or 4 years afterwards, I'm watching TV one night and they're talking about the Country Music Association awards, and interviewing the different stars. Then I saw "her", one of the nominees for newest star, or something of the sort. She had changed her last name, but still looked very pretty, and turns out I'd been hearing her hit song on the radio and just didn't know who it was. Okay, to wind this up, she had a very nice career as a country singer, had several hit songs, and for several years was in the country music news quite a bit. I thought once or twice about trying to contact her, but thought it was better to let a sleeping dog lie. Anyway, I'm sure she didn't want to see me after the way I dumped her, and besides, she was married by that time. True story. People who cheat on their spouses are among the lowest form of dogmeat in the world, in my opinion. P
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I had to get a new ID for this one, as I don't want to tarnish my reputation. Haha. About 35 years ago I was very much into horses. I rode all the time, trail, shows, and even a few rodeos. I wasn't especially a talented horseman, but I had the best little horse in my part of the country, and she took care of me. One night a buddy and myself had been to a team roping in Paris, TN. Some of the other guys there suggested that we stop in at Hank's Place on our way back home. Hank's Place was a nightspot in Paris opened up by Hank Williams Jr., who was a nearby resident. We had just pulled our truck and horse trailer into the parking lot and got out, when 2 girls got came running towards us. One of them, a very hot little blonde, said "hot damn, I see the closet thing I've seen of a cowboy since I left Oklahoma". I didn't really consider myself to be a cowboy, but I guess I was dressed the part, in boots and jeans. We introduced ourselves, and turns out she was a 19 year old aspiring country singer, who was doing a gig there at Hank's, as well as also In Nashville, when she could find one. We went in, had a few drinks and dances, and she and I really hit it off. She said let's go out and ride your horse, but when we got outside in my truck, we did another kind of riding, if you catch my drift. Very good "riding" too, as she was a very enthusiastic rider. Well, I went to see her in Paris again a few weeks later, and afterwards found it hard to want to leave. Some time after that, I took my horses and met her at the nearby Land Between the Lakes and spent the day riding. Yes, actually horseback riding this time, plus a couple of other sessions of that other kind of "riding" that she was so good at. Now, she was starting to get to me, and I was so tore up about it that I couldn't eat or sleep. You see, I was married and 12 years older than she was, and I was beginning to feel very bad about what I was doing. She was pretty much a free spirit, getting by mostly on what her folks back home were sending her, as her singing gigs didn't pay much. I realized that all we really had in common was the sex we were having, and that to take things any further would be a huge mistake on my part, and probably cost me everything I was working to accomplish. So, I just walked away, and never contacted or saw her again, got my life back together, and am still married to the same woman. But, about 3 or 4 years afterwards, I'm watching TV one night and they're talking about the Country Music Association awards, and interviewing the different stars. Then I saw "her", one of the nominees for newest star, or something of the sort. She had changed her last name, but still looked very pretty, and turns out I'd been hearing her hit song on the radio and just didn't know who it was. Okay, to wind this up, she had a very nice career as a country singer, had several hit songs, and for several years was in the country music news quite a bit. I thought once or twice about trying to contact her, but thought it was better to let a sleeping dog lie. Anyway, I'm sure she didn't want to see me after the way I dumped her, and besides, she was married by that time. True story. People who cheat on their spouses are among the lowest form of dogmeat in the world, in my opinion. P While I'm not condoning cheating on your spouse, the OP says he realized his mistake and corrected it. It is not up to man to pass judgement. That's up the Almighty.
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