Originally Posted by Tide_Change
Originally Posted by Valsdad
No one could top my father. Boston baked beans and sauerkraut omelette anyone?

Sheeewwwee!

He sleep out in the barn much?
For years he smoked cheap cigars, in the house and car, and let them smolder in the ashtray. Maybe it was to cover up other smells?

The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men.
In it is contentment
In it is death and all you seek
(Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)

member of the cabal of dysfunctional squirrels?