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Dec 8, 2018 15:01:46   #
badbobby Loc: texas
 
sumrok





















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Dec 8, 2018 15:34:15   #
no propaganda please Loc: moon orbiting the third rock from the sun
 
badbobby wrote:
sumrok


I can really relate to most of these.

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Dec 8, 2018 15:55:09   #
olaydee
 
badbobby wrote:
sumrok
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Love these. I want that smoke detector. When my kids were young, they never asked if dinner was ready. They just asked: “Is it burnt yet?”.

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Dec 8, 2018 16:14:58   #
bahmer
 
badbobby wrote:
sumrok


All are good badbobby thanks for the laughs.

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Dec 8, 2018 16:23:42   #
badbobby Loc: texas
 
bahmer wrote:
All are good badbobby thanks for the laughs.


well methinks all the ladies should pay attention to #8

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Dec 8, 2018 16:34:18   #
bahmer
 
badbobby wrote:
well methinks all the ladies should pay attention to #8


Most definitely they have to understand our limited
vocabulary and its meanings.

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Dec 9, 2018 10:19:21   #
Peewee Loc: San Antonio, TX
 
badbobby wrote:
sumrok


U r 2 modest,
all r good!


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Dec 9, 2018 18:53:55   #
Mikeyavelli
 
olaydee wrote:
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Love these. I want that smoke detector. When my kids were young, they never asked if dinner was ready. They just asked: “Is it burnt yet?”.


Yeah, I didn't know that my mom was a bad cook till I went to jail.

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Dec 9, 2018 19:38:55   #
Peewee Loc: San Antonio, TX
 
Mikeyavelli wrote:
Yeah, I didn't know that my mom was a bad cook till I went to jail.


Ha-ha, haven't heard that one in a loooong time. You'd be amazed what inmates can cook up from items purchased in the prison commissary or five finger discount (steal) from the chow hall. Some are simply amazing. After Thanksgiving and Christmas, we always had a few drunks. They save the fruit to make hooch and brew it in a mop bucket. Never saw a mean drunk inmate. The frying pan is an upside down iron propped up by books. Necessity is the mother of invention. Some tattoo guns are works of art and so are some weapons. We had to ask that toothbrush handles be cut in half so they couldn't be modified for knives/shanks with razor blades in them. Never a dull moment in the Hard Rock Criminal Institute of bad habits.


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Dec 9, 2018 19:57:24   #
olaydee
 
Peewee wrote:
Ha-ha, haven't heard that one in a loooong time. You'd be amazed what inmates can cook up from items purchased in the prison commissary or five finger discount (steal) from the chow hall. Some are simply amazing. After Thanksgiving and Christmas, we always had a few drunks. They save the fruit to make hooch and brew it in a mop bucket. Never saw a mean drunk inmate. The frying pan is an upside down iron propped up by books. Necessity is the mother of invention. Some tattoo guns are works of art and so are some weapons. We had to ask that toothbrush handles be cut in half so they couldn't be modified for knives/shanks with razor blades in them. Never a dull moment in the Hard Rock Criminal Institute of bad habits.

Ha-ha, haven't heard that one in a loooong time. Y... (show quote)




TMI, but I still luv your other inputs.

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Dec 9, 2018 20:03:01   #
olaydee
 
Mikeyavelli wrote:
Yeah, I didn't know that my mom was a bad cook till I went to jail.


Too bad you didn’t live in my house. Jail was a four-letter word!

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Dec 9, 2018 20:10:08   #
Peewee Loc: San Antonio, TX
 
olaydee wrote:
TMI, but I still luv your other inputs.


Sorry about that. TMI... interesting... when and if you get older, you'll enjoy remembering your glory days. Knowledge is a terrible thing to waste.


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Dec 9, 2018 21:11:44   #
olaydee
 
Peewee wrote:
Sorry about that. TMI... interesting... when and if you get older, you'll enjoy remembering your glory days. Knowledge is a terrible thing to waste.




If those were your “glory days”, more power to you. Mine weren’t so glorious but I did enjoy them.

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Dec 9, 2018 21:23:42   #
Peewee Loc: San Antonio, TX
 
olaydee wrote:
If those were your “glory days”, more power to you. Mine weren’t so glorious but I did enjoy them.


Sorry to hear that, they weren't that glorious because I only remember the good things. They were my 40s and 50s. 9 to 20 were my cowboy days and 20 to 40 were my military days. Different stages and different memories. Make good memories so you can enjoy them again when you get old or older.


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Dec 9, 2018 22:09:18   #
Mikeyavelli
 
olaydee wrote:
Too bad you didn’t live in my house. Jail was a four-letter word!


It was the sign outside the bars.

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