I can hold down a tractor seat for you, a jack of all trades, master of non.
I'm pretty good with a wrench and a welder, I seem to be pretty good at getting my wifes dander up.......
Three kids and the wife’s still around so.....
Troubleshooting most anything.
As a result of being great at breaking schitt.
Designing and making fixtures,.....and writing love letters to pretty girls.
It's been a life that's worth living.
Love making handmade knives since retiring from the daytime job after 34 years. I do a pretty fair job of it.....have a two year backlog on my knives right now.
Also a very good shot with my rifles....fair with pistols...won’t discuss wing shooting with my shotguns right now.
Used to be pretty good at building stuff. Now I'm really good at retirement.
Can turn food into fertilizer pretty good.
The wife says I am a good cook. The dogs think I make a pretty good pillow.
Mortise and tennon wood work with hand tools. It just interests me.
Is observational snark an offered category?
Uhhh.....I guess I have a good sense of humor.
Apart from that I more or less muddle through most everything.
Masturbation. Finished 1st and 3rd in competition once. Damn Russian judge said I didn’t stick the landing...
Traveling gravel roads in a pickup.
Good with a wrench, carving, painting, singing, and weightlifting. A fair lover as well, I'm told...
Nothing. I'm good for nothing.... At least that's what the ex said
Uhhh.....I guess I have a good sense of humor.
Apart from that I more or less muddle through most everything.
Muddle, have always loved that word.
Not unlike, trooper.
Carry-on just to carry-on...
Being a GRANDPA There's a new rule book when you become a GRAND.
Talking to bums. Herding cats.
I like to think think that I’m a good youth baseball/softball coach. I sure enjoy it. We squeaked out a 9 to 7 win today!
Not good, just blessed! Wouldn't have it any other way.
Not much - fairly good at being myself most of the time.
I excel at misplacing items. And I am pretty good at causing trouble for my wife.
Talking to bums. Herding cats.
That comes with the territory...
Me? Pretty fair shot with rifle, pistol, or trad bow. Shotguns are my weakness.
Fair-to-middlin' handyman.
Ed
Well of course. Welcome to the campfire where all the children are above average.
Well of course. Welcome to the campfire where all the children are above average.
Speak for yourself
Telling pilots where to go.
Used to be a pretty good printer. But all that did was bring in money. I'm good at being retired now. 2 of 3 sons think I was a good dad
I think I made that too easy. I’m glad it was you, Jim.
Well of course. Welcome to the campfire where all the children are above average.
I can’t believe we haven’t met.
I knew you’d understand Paul.
Drinkin a forty
Smokin a twenty
Cutting meat.
Cutting trees.
Killing bucks.
Caping bucks.
Catching salmon.
Filleting salmon.
Keeping a house clean.
Yard work.
Pissing off liberals.
Pissing off my wife from time to time.
Keeping happy dogs.
Drinkin a forty
Smokin a twenty
Rollin' down the street smokin' indo,...sippin' on gin and juice?
I'm a damned good son and father and I can sell drugs with the best of them.
P
I had to back up offa it an sit muh cup down
1-reloading
2- getaway driver
3- problem solver
4- programming
I don't give a chit about much these days.
Maybe by design, luck or necessity.
Not worth a damn at anything anymore.
I guess I’m good at business and developing. I like titties too, so I’m good at that.
I can do a little of everything, but the things I am talented at are not important enough to pay me much. Should a been good at welding instead lol
Absolutely nothin, say it, say it, say it again
Talking to bums. Herding cats.
You're a good man Ranger Green.
I'm good at lying about how good I am on the internet.
I weld. Tried a few different things but it always comes down to welding. I wanted to be anything but what my old man was. What he was I am...
I’m GREAT at nothing...Good at lots of things...Wife, thinks I’m a Tool most of the time. Dog agrees with my wife. I’m a happy guy! 😎
I can post a picture
Beyond my profession? Excellent training and years in service has made me there.
I'd say I qualify as a good baseball coach.
7 years
5 State Finals
2 state titles
2 World Series titles
all in different age groups
I used to be pretty good at screwing but now i'm told i have progressed to being the best at screwing up.
I guess I’m good at business and developing. I like titties too, so I’m good at that.
Youre good at liking them or licking them?
Talking to bums. Herding cats.
Bums *love* knock-knock jokes.
Beyond my profession? Excellent training and years in service has made me there.
I'd say I qualify as a good baseball coach.
7 years
5 State Finals
2 state titles
2 World Series titles
all in different age groups
Unreal Hat. I kinda think piddler couldnt do that. Leastwise without being jailed or maybe even something bad happening to him.
Very nice, hat. Knew I liked you. Me, took 3rd in 16/18 yr old World Series as a player...Newark, OH...Long time ago. 😎
I'm really good at buying low and selling lower, gotta make it up in volume. My low paying job keeps things in check. Someone's gotta inseminate them chickens.
I can post a picture
Gumby, that is a gif. not a picture.
Try again....
Not me, but it's a fun song.
Oh Lord, it's hard to be humble
When you're perfect in every way
I can't wait to look in the mirror
Cause I get better lookin' each day
To know me is to love me
I must be a hell of a man
Oh Lord, it's hard to be humble
But I'm doin' the best that I can!
I used to have a girlfriend
But I guess she just couldn't compete
With all of these love-starved women
Who keep clamoring at my feet
Well I could probably find me another
But I guess they're all in awe of me
Who cares? I never get lonesome
Cause I treasure my own company.
Mac Davis - It's Hard To Be Humble Lyrics
1. Not remembering.
2. Misplacing things.
3.Taking naps.
4. P--sing off wife. GW
Theirs many more I am sure but see
#1
Oh gee,,,, What were we talking about?
Where did I put my glasses? Have you seen my cell phone.
I'll stop there.
After more than twenty years, I'm good at taking care of people's dogs. Whether it's a little fu-fu mix or a Cane Corso, I'm good with them.
And it's something I'm proud of.
I was good at work. Now that I'm retired, I'm still figuring that out.
mowing, turning large sums of money into small ones
Used to think I was a good turkey hunter, but after yesterday, I'm not so sure.
Also, I've always been pretty good at agitating.
When I was a young guy, some of the old men asked me how I could know and do so many things, My reply was that we were so poor when I was growing up, if I didn't figure out how to do things myself, they wouldn't get done. Now I look back and realize that luck was part of the equation, as was a mechanical aptitude. One thing I excelled at was working with warmblooded show horses. I overheard one old guy say to another while sitting in the tack room, "That Big John sure talks to his horses," to which the other old guy replied, "In his case I think they understand him." Today I guess that would prompt some to say I was a horse whisperer. but I never could figure out what that meant. All I did was respect them, treat them kindly and with patience, visualized in my mind what we were trying to accomplish and explain it to them, and they responded in kind. It seemed they appreciated having a job to do, considered it fun, and really were fond of the attention and level of care required. Found out that's a pretty good way to deal with people too, although horses, for the most part, aren't as dificult or conniving as people. The other lesson I learned, after 42 years of marriage, is that two people really begin to act as one just as the old sages said. But that's where luck, or divine intervention, played a part. My wife is a saint, patiently teaching me those qualities I lack; she must be a husband whisperer. It all worked out.
People tell me I am lucky to have such nice kids, I guess I am good at being lucky.
Surviving disaster:
I have survived ALL major Air, Sea, Land, and Space disasters that have EVER taken place.................
I'm a good neighbor. Always willing to do what I can to help folks around me. Never had a feud with any of the locals. Professional house sitter or meal supplier for those having a funeral to attend or a loved one in the hospital. Other than that, I do a pretty darned good job at getting new hunters or fishermen started. Put a buddy of my son on a nice 8 point buck last fall on his first deer hunt.
2 of 3 sons think I was a good dad
Majority rules
I'm a good neighbor. Always willing to do what I can to help folks around me. Never had a feud with any of the locals. Professional house sitter or meal supplier for those having a funeral to attend or a loved one in the hospital. Other than that, I do a pretty darned good job at getting new hunters or fishermen started. Put a buddy of my son on a nice 8 point buck last fall on his first deer hunt.
You are also a Good Man, and a damn Good Friend. The girls and I have been blessed by your friendship, and are richer for it
1. Not remembering.
2. Misplacing things.
3.Taking naps.
4. P--sing off wife. GW
Theirs many more I am sure but see
#1
So, an all round old timer. Good on ya !
Figuring things out as long as it is restricted to machines and not people.
Problem solving. I can figure out the best way to do most anything. { as long as you don't expect me to do it}
Outstanding at cutting a board in half and having one piece longer than the other
I am the best Industrial Maintenance Tech I have ever met as far as all aspects of machinery. There are better at specialized stuff, but if it's broke, I can fix it regardless of the problem.
I am good at finding the good in others and finding a way to relate to everyone I feel I want to relate with. Basically, I am friendly as hell when I try.
People tell me I am lucky to have such nice kids, I guess I am good at being lucky.
I guess that's me too.
I might be good at riding horses. But it's been almost 50 years since I've been on one. A kid that was my best buddy had horses when I was a kid,...a buckskin mare and a Tennessee walking horse gelding. There was a couple of summers that we lived on those horses. We lived way out in the country on some backroads. There for a while we owned the place. The bicycles gathered dust and we traveled in style. Then his dad got tired of fooling with them and sold 'em off.
I wonder if I can still ride?
The woman who farms the place behind mine has Thoroughbreds. One of her little mares loves me. I go back to the fence and it comes running up to see me. I take it apples. Maybe she'll let me take her mare for a ride someday.
I've never ridden a Thoroughbred.
I wouldn't say that.
You got the deadpan down pat.
Blacktail deer and black bear hunting.
Shooting.
Stockwork.
Building most anything.
Planning.
Manual surface grinders too.
I can get a manual surface grinder rockin'.
Also,...fabricating obscure cartridges from non typical components.
I gathered up some reloading flotsam and got a Martini Cadet shooting bugholes.
I had to design and fabricate a fixture that would hold a scout scope in the rear sight bracket before I could find out how accurate it was. But it turned out to be a shooter!
That's the kind of stuff I did after I stopped writing love letters to pretty girls.
I eventually married one of them and had to retire my pencil.
That's the kind of stuff I did after I stopped writing love letters to pretty girls.
I eventually married one of them and had to retire my pencil.
Heheheh....retired yer pencil.
That's the kind of stuff I did after I stopped writing love letters to pretty girls.
I eventually married one of them and had to retire my pencil.
Heheheh....retired yer pencil.
lolol,......20 years with the same woman will tend to do that.
It's odd.
I can write hip hop style poetry about somebody getting shot while holding up an Arab Mini Mart.
Life had been hard on Abdulwahab,
So he headed to America to land a job,
He found Louisiana to be his idea of Heaven,
So he put some money down on a 7-11,
Wealth became his in the very first year,
And all he had to do was peddle condoms and beer,
Back behind the chip rack he was sweepin' the floor,
When Samuel "Lucky" Parker pushed his way through the door,
Old Lucky pulled a pistol, a nickle .32,
Cousin Zaidan liked ta chit, didn't know what to do!
Turnin' towards the register he fell to the floor,
Lucky went hinky and his gun began to roar,
He put a hole in some cigarettes and vented the till
He even perforated a quart of Heaven Hill,
That's when Abdulwahad thought he'd witnessed enough,
"I gotta save my family, it's time to get tough!",
He pulled out a nine and shot Lucky in the chin,
Squinted up his eye and then he shot him again,
Lucky stumbled to a ditch before he fell on his head,
A wino on the scene pronounced, "Da muhfuggah DEAD!"
Soon the cops rolled in and the place began buzzin',
Abdulwahab just shrugged, "He was gonna kill my cousin".
The lesson to the story, folks, is "pay as you go",
Just because your name is "Lucky" doesn't mean that it's so.
I seem to be better at reading forum threads than writing them. Beyond that, half-assed mechanic, gunsmith, and dog trainer. I hope I qualify as good husband and father.
I discovered while in the Army that I had a talent for medicine and performing under stress. I became a competent climber in the big mountains. I was lucky enough following PA school to be offered a job as a PA/Paramedic supporting projects worldwide.
I learned enough about planning and logistics to extend my career via training others. Following 9/11 I discovered a gift for teaching small arms at a basic level. It is a good thing as tools confound me.
Our kids tell me I was an OK parent despite many absences, they are my proudest accomplishment.
mike r
I can also write a poem to aggravate Ole Spanky when he shows up here actin' all smarmy about a new condo he's bought and talkin' down Kentucky people.
Every time he comes on here he causes quite a fuss,
Ain't no doubt that I'm talkin' 'bout old Spankacoculus,
He showed up here while back tryin' to sell the Bear and Crow.
Now he's braggin' on a flea bit flop where no one else will go.
It overlooks a factory and the bridge to homo hell,
As if views are important in a by the hour Hotel.
He'll work the desk, do his best, then chat when things get slow,
But it's obvious the Bear is dead and all that's left is Crow.
👏 👏 👏 clap....Laffin, Bris...”Death Row Records” is your label...Homie 😎
Scribbled this one out way back when I was workin' crazy hours in a Japanese owned factory. Somebody put a thread up about having trouble sleeping,..so I told 'em my remedy. (but I don't really recommend it,..it might kill ya. I think it might have killed me)
Yeah, Bristoe took a bite of the triple A,
Then he went into the bedroom to slam the hay,
He needs a night's sleep and there is no sorrow,
If he doesn't feel the need to awake tomorrow.
Workin' night shift since he was a lad,
Passin' on the world that the rest has had,
Grinnin' at you folks and flippin' the bird,
Pretending that he never was a part of the herd.
Yeah, he gonna hit the bottle like a workin' class pawn,
Starin' at the ceilin' 'till the break of dawn,
Wondrin' how it ever got to be this way,
That to get a night's sleep he needs the Triple A.
Monday looms tight with it's new beginnin',
Crankin' on the mill and continue the sinnin',
Keepin' up the energy however he can,
With Alcahol, Ambien, and Ativan.
The "Triple A".
,....peace
been a fair hand at:
working with horses
pistols
shotguns
teaching others to shoot
field interrogations
eating
drinking
deer hunting
sniffing out a deal
flirting
surviving marriage
,....and it ain't cost none o'ya the first damn nickle,....well,...unless you're one of Rick Bin's advertisers.
You're welcome,....had fun doin' it.
Me too, meant to post yesterday.
Just did taxes this morning too. Almost waited 'til afternoon.
The woman who farms the place behind mine has Thoroughbreds. One of her little mares loves me. I go back to the fence and it comes running up to see me. I take it apples. Maybe she'll let me take her mare for a ride someday.
I've never ridden a Thoroughbred.
One of the few horse breeds I generally steer clear of. Too high strung.
The woman who farms the place behind mine has Thoroughbreds. One of her little mares loves me. I go back to the fence and it comes running up to see me. I take it apples. Maybe she'll let me take her mare for a ride someday.
I've never ridden a Thoroughbred.
One of the few horse breeds I generally steer clear of. Too high strung.
Yeah,...I know. But this little mare is a sweetheart. She gets all happy when I go back there,...starts running back and forth,..then hangs her head over the fence to get an apple. I was mowing back there a couple days ago and everytime I passed she would walk the fence row with me.
I don't know why she's taken up with me so much. But everytime I'm back there she comes to the fence to see me.
Hey bristle. Maybe she knows a stud when she sees one. Lo Ed k
Hey bristle. Maybe she knows a stud when she sees one. Lo Ed k
lol,...no,...it can't be that.
I'm REALLY good at thinking that I can.....
I have had 3 professional wins in life,
1. Broke the sales records for new business in what is now the largest printing/packaging company in the world.
2. Generated the highest improvement records in the history of Quality Management topping 90% reductions multiple times in multiple companies.
3. Turned around a company that generated losses for the 2 previous years into profit in 1 month.
Never has higher income or job security been gained.
John
If I was half as good as I think I am I would be twice as good as I really am.
Used to turn a good wrench on bikes, ATV's, watercraft,etc.
These days I just eat til I'm tired, then sleep til I'm hungry.
Picking a good wife
Having good kids
Plumbing
Pipe fitting
Welding
Building deer lease crap
Catching pigs
Backhoe, Excavator operating
Calling 🦃 turkeys ( except for this weekend)
I still say it’s better to be lucky than good!!!!
I am a good friend and a lousy enemy.
Not much. My wife and I did create some pretty darned good little human, though. Most likely all her doing and in spite of my input. 😉
Driving a tractor. Not worth a damn at working on them, though.
And being a great uncle, and spoiling all my nieces & nephews. I taught them all how to hunt, shoot, & fish. And find arrowheads too.
Fixing things
Making things
Handy around the house, for lots of things, plumbing, wiring, remodeling, stuff like that.
concrete
framing
finish carpentry
tile
electrical(hate plumbing)
welding
checkering
stockmaking
gunsmithing
hunting
long gun shooting
short gun shooting
heavy equipment operation .
felling timber
wrenching on hotrods and motorcycles
keeping one woman happy for 50 years
I'm not good at finding a job that pays well. Seems I've been thanked very much at everyone I've been at and I go above and beyond, but I've yet to find one that cares what you make. My choices though.
I'm not good at finding a job that pays well. Seems I've been thanked very much at everyone I've been at and I go above and beyond, but I've yet to find one that cares what you make. My choices though.
A lot of Toolmakers can relate to *that*.
She gets all happy when I go back there,...starts running back and forth,..I don't know why she's taken up with me so much. But everytime I'm back there she comes to the fence to see me.
You do know that's a sign of a stumpbroke horse, don't you?
At least that's what we tell the local Mennonites and Amish.
concrete
framing
finish carpentry
tile
electrical(hate plumbing)
welding
checkering
stockmaking
gunsmithing
hunting
long gun shooting
short gun shooting
heavy equipment operation .
felling timber
wrenching on hotrods and motorcycles
keeping one woman happy for 50 years
I want to be you...Starts with finish carpentry. If you’re good at that. The rest of your list is because of it...Very hard to find an excellent finish guy...😎
Nothing, the more I learn, the more I realize what I don't know, and how much I need to refine what I 'thought' I was good at.
Good at playing my Telecaster[at least I think so!],
Listening to good music,
Shooting rifles and handguns,
Getting better at shotguns,
Real damn good at being retired,
Found the right woman[wife],
drinking a beer or two,
Think that about covers it,
Ain't bad at welding, but, hey, I'm retired!
Miss Lynn, I'm going to find some more songs for you.
When I was in high school, I used to hang around the local service station whenever I'd get the chance. One day an old scroungy looking guy pulled up and got some gas, and as he was driving off, the fellow that worked there said that that guy got more puzzy than anyone in the country. In my youthful ignorance, I said that it must be because he had a big schlong, or a lot of money. Nope, says the service station guy, it's because he knows how to keep his mouth shut. A lot of women will give you some, if you won't tell about it, he said.
So, I suspect there are those who won't brag about what they're good at.
Concrete and cattle. Always been pretty handy fixing stuff, good thing 'cause I've always been a pretty fair hand at breaking stuff too.
Retirement, holding a recliner down, eating, watching college football and visiting sporting goods stores and gun shops.
Fishing.......182 days last year counting ice season.
The last dove shoot I went on, I got 14 doves with 17 shots. Never went to the second barrel. I'm trying my hardest to be a good Grandfather to my 4 Grandchildren. That is what I think is the most important thing right now.
Marriage: lots of experience here, been married 31 years ....................... 3 yr the first time, 10 yr the second time, 18 yr the third time. I won't try a fourth.
Parenting: raised 2 daughters from the 3rd ex, they chose to live with me not her.
Carpentry/construction: worked my way through college working general construction, later built my own home. Did EVERYTHING except the foundation.
Shooting: best claim to fame is 1st place out of 52 shooters at a DCM/CMP match using a 308 M1 vs M1s, M1As, and ARs. I built up that gun from nothing but the receiver from an old 46 Springfield Korean return.
Cooking: I can whip up some mean Chinese and Thai dishes
Hunting: ducks, geese, pheasants, woodcock, turkey, squirrels, rabbits and deer have all graced my table.
Fishing: pretty deadly on any of the Great Lakes species, I learned from 2 of the best, my dad and brother chartered for years on Erie and Ontario.
Social Media: I'm a strong introvert, but I'll often voice my $.02, especially if I know it runs against the grain, or if I can give someone else a compliment. I can go toe-to-toe with the best bullies/loudmouths though if they poke on me first, otherwise I don't waist my breath.
The last dove shoot I went on, I got 14 doves with 17 shots. Never went to the second barrel. .
That's not really that good...
That's frigging amazing.
I'm happy as hell if I limit with one box...
I can country and west coast swing dance really well.
Used to be pretty good at building stuff. Now I'm really good at retirement.
Ditto......I'm a good driver too (or maybe lucky).....haven't had a ticket or accident in almost 40 years.
Designing and making fixtures,.....and writing love letters to pretty girls.
It's been a life that's worth living.
I've seen what you've shown us here, and I've been impressed.
When I was in high school, I used to hang around the local service station whenever I'd get the chance. One day an old scroungy looking guy pulled up and got some gas, and as he was driving off, the fellow that worked there said that that guy got more puzzy than anyone in the country. In my youthful ignorance, I said that it must be because he had a big schlong, or a lot of money. Nope, says the service station guy, it's because he knows how to keep his mouth shut. A lot of women will give you some, if you won't tell about it, he said.
So, I suspect there are those who won't brag about what they're good at.
So how did anybody know he got so much trim?
I'm a great community activist, I can rally the dems to vote in droves !
Wabigoon: Spotting Big Game Animals and Varmints along with being an avid, enthusiastic and experienced gun collector/shooter/Hunter.
Hold into the wind
VarmintGuy
I learned to keep my mouth shut in high school real quick. The guys would ask, I would say nope.
And when I ain't on here talking chit...I can build/do things> I'm on my 3rd and final house that I both drew and built, ..I said built ...not hire it out ....every house I've built I could never afford to buy ...not even close...
Picking a good wife
Having good kids
Plumbing
Pipe fitting
Welding
Building deer lease crap
Catching pigs
Backhoe, Excavator operating
Calling 🦃 turkeys ( except for this weekend)
I still say it’s better to be lucky than good!!!!
Don't sell yourself short.
Who else here could possibly read an entire thread and still produce such wonderfully rapid response?
That's serious skill and production.
Good at making money disappear.........got to stay out of the classifieds.....
Good at making money disappear.........got to stay out of the classifieds.....
LOL, me too, just bought a Fusion/Ed Brown custom 1911 Commander for 475 bucks shipped.
I found something I really suck at today...Replacing old kitchen cabinet hinges with pneumatic ones...Wife is gonna love how the cabinet doors now hang funny. I am so dead!
I found something I really suck at today...Replacing old kitchen cabinet hinges with pneumatic ones...Wife is gonna love how the cabinet doors now hang funny. I am so dead!
LOL, BTDT, about the only fuss Wifey have ever had was about her standing up on the commode lid kinda barking down at me jacking with damn wall paper, I got in from a 12 hr day and she already had a damn mile of that crap soaking in bath water.
I wadded that crap up, threw it back in the tub, went and found my checkbook and a Ft. Smith phone book, slapped them together as I handed both to her with these words, "THERE'S A MAN THAT DOES THIS CHIT FOR A LIVING IN THIS BOOK, CALL HIM!!!!!" And what's for supper!?
This has been a great thread, I think as a group we could be awesome, as long as everyone was busy.
mike r
I've been told that I'm good at making custom knives and flint knapping. I was a good corporate manager once upon a time, good at fundraising and good with electronics, but those times have past. I'm not very good at saying no when I get asked to volunteer for something, but I'm getting better.
When I was in high school, I used to hang around the local service station whenever I'd get the chance. One day an old scroungy looking guy pulled up and got some gas, and as he was driving off, the fellow that worked there said that that guy got more puzzy than anyone in the country. In my youthful ignorance, I said that it must be because he had a big schlong, or a lot of money. Nope, says the service station guy, it's because he knows how to keep his mouth shut. A lot of women will give you some, if you won't tell about it, he said.
So, I suspect there are those who won't brag about what they're good at.
So how did anybody know he got so much trim?
That was my first thought too. It’s like the liar’s paradox...
This has been a great thread, I think as a group we could be awesome, as long as everyone was busy.
mike r
LOL
I'm really good at thinking I'm really good at something, until I meet someone who does that something better than I thought I was better than everyone else at doing.
Billy Currington says “I’m really good at drinking beer”
I'm apparently pretty good at paying the government given how much they stole from me in 2017!!!
Growing pinto bean seed and keeping a Hege ‘B’ model running.
The list is quite long. Far longer than I can be bothered to type to completeness. One of them that will apply here is getting folks to self inflict knee jerk injuries and bruised egos as a result of reading words I typed out on their computer screens. Just watch.
3.......2...1
DONT FEED THE FUGGING TROLL PPL.
When I was in high school, I used to hang around the local service station whenever I'd get the chance. One day an old scroungy looking guy pulled up and got some gas, and as he was driving off, the fellow that worked there said that that guy got more puzzy than anyone in the country. In my youthful ignorance, I said that it must be because he had a big schlong, or a lot of money. Nope, says the service station guy, it's because he knows how to keep his mouth shut. A lot of women will give you some, if you won't tell about it, he said.
So, I suspect there are those who won't brag about what they're good at.
So how did anybody know he got so much trim?
That was my first thought too. It’s like the liar’s paradox...
Guessing it would be the gals talking...
Very talented people from all walks of life here on the Fire.
Bugger all, otherwise I would control the world and everyone would be in trouble.
When I was in high school, I used to hang around the local service station whenever I'd get the chance. One day an old scroungy looking guy pulled up and got some gas, and as he was driving off, the fellow that worked there said that that guy got more puzzy than anyone in the country. In my youthful ignorance, I said that it must be because he had a big schlong, or a lot of money. Nope, says the service station guy, it's because he knows how to keep his mouth shut. A lot of women will give you some, if you won't tell about it, he said.
So, I suspect there are those who won't brag about what they're good at.
So how did anybody know he got so much trim?
That was my first thought too. It’s like the liar’s paradox...
Guessing it would be the gals talking...yep, and most likely to each other.
Being "Pops" lots of things change when you get to be a grandpa. Trivial crap just doesn't seem to matter anymore and the look of amazement he has on his face when we make a pancake..........
WooHooo
I'm a chemist!
I turn Famous Grouse and Port Wine into piss!!
Being "Pops" lots of things change when you get to be a grandpa. Trivial crap just doesn't seem to matter anymore and the look of amazement he has on his face when we make a pancake..........
WooHooo
Hey, making good pancakes is akin to an art form, Run with it!,
Earner. Sure I can drive a nail, run a bead, piece together a vehicle etc... but all considered I’m good at earning. Wife (28yrs) is good at making the earnings count. Three great adult kids and extended family. Keeps steering me right.
May be I’m also good at picking a mate....or just lucky.
Sculptor. Human faces, dead or alive. Fair trapper and passable wing shot.
Should be titled "BALLs."..really.
I tell folks I'm in the Army for a reason. No real talent at all, but I can bs with the best of them though..
I was good at Drinking beer at the Kenny Chesney concert last night. Hungover today!!
installing flooring, making shine and lots of other things.
Collectively, we could do or build anything.