Archie's Manhood...
archie bunker wrote:
She got to name the horse, the fish, and the dogs. What do I get to name?
Oh well, I guess I won the battle over my cock's name.
His name is Bob, and he is named after the cock that she shot.
He stands in the corner by the back door as a reminder of my old friend.
P.S. There is a true back story to this.
She got to name the horse, the fish, and the dogs.... (
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Your cock is/was named Bob?
Then he was shot?
Was he Bad?
I want this back story too...
Canuckus Deploracus wrote:
Your cock is/was named Bob?
Then he was shot?
Was he Bad?
I want this back story too...
I've got my Diet Dr. Pepper and popcorn at-the-ready
Archie's reputation is one of never disappointing with his tales.
slatten49 wrote:
I've got my Diet Dr. Pepper and popcorn at-the-ready
Archie's reputation is one of never disappointing with his tales.
I have a beer and some rice c*****rs...
This will be fun...
Wonder if Bad Bob knows about this fixation
slatten49 wrote:
I've got my Diet Dr. Pepper and popcorn at-the-ready
Archie's reputation is one of never disappointing with his tales.
OK, I'll tell you, but it might send a shiver down your spine once you realize that you've looked a murderess in the eye.
When Mrs. Bunker and I first married, we (me and my kids) had a rooster named Bob. Bob, and a white duck named Ferdinand pretty much ran the yard. Ole Bob could be a little aggressive at times, but we knew how to handle him.
One day when me, and my son came home from a ball game, there was Ferdinand looking forlornly at a wad of guts, and feathers on the ground.
Turns out, Bob had gotten after my 3 year old step daughter, chased her up on the porch, and would have come in the house had Mrs. B. not slammed the door. There was a shot gun on the gun rack next to the door, so Mrs. B. made use of it from about 10 feet away. Turned ole Bob inside out!
Not long after, I found a 2ft. tall ceramic rooster at a craft show, and purchased it against her wishes in memory of Bob.
Ceramic Bob has been standing here for over 20 years now, and she dusts him weekly as a reminder of her violent nature.
Also, Ferdinand flew away from home shortly after Bob's brutal murder.
We worked for the same freight company, and I told the guys about it. They called her Rojo k**ler, and said they couldn't believe she shot my cock.
There you have it.
Poor Bob!
archie bunker wrote:
OK, I'll tell you, but it might send a shiver down your spine once you realize that you've looked a murderess in the eye.
When Mrs. Bunker and I first married, we (me and my kids) had a rooster named Bob. Bob, and a white duck named Ferdinand pretty much ran the yard. Ole Bob could be a little aggressive at times, but we knew how to handle him.
One day when me, and my son came home from a ball game, there was Ferdinand looking forlornly at a wad of guts, and feathers on the ground.
Turns out, Bob had gotten after my 3 year old step daughter, chased her up on the porch, and would have come in the house had Mrs. B. not slammed the door. There was a shot gun on the gun rack next to the door, so Mrs. B. made use of it from about 10 feet away. Turned ole Bob inside out!
Not long after, I found a 2ft. tall ceramic rooster at a craft show, and purchased it against her wishes in memory of Bob.
Ceramic Bob has been standing here for over 20 years now, and she dusts him weekly as a reminder of her violent nature.
Also, Ferdinand flew away from home shortly after Bob's brutal murder.
We worked for the same freight company, and I told the guys about it. They called her Rojo k**ler, and said they couldn't believe she shot my cock.
There you have it.
Poor Bob!
OK, I'll tell you, but it might send a shiver down... (
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Wow!
Just came up with a joke for tomorrow's post..
Thanks Arch
archie bunker wrote:
OK, I'll tell you, but it might send a shiver down your spine once you realize that you've looked a murderess in the eye.
When Mrs. Bunker and I first married, we (me and my kids) had a rooster named Bob. Bob, and a white duck named Ferdinand pretty much ran the yard. Ole Bob could be a little aggressive at times, but we knew how to handle him.
One day when me, and my son came home from a ball game, there was Ferdinand looking forlornly at a wad of guts, and feathers on the ground.
Turns out, Bob had gotten after my 3 year old step daughter, chased her up on the porch, and would have come in the house had Mrs. B. not slammed the door. There was a shot gun on the gun rack next to the door, so Mrs. B. made use of it from about 10 feet away. Turned ole Bob inside out!
Not long after, I found a 2ft. tall ceramic rooster at a craft show, and purchased it against her wishes in memory of Bob.
Ceramic Bob has been standing here for over 20 years now, and she dusts him weekly as a reminder of her violent nature.
Also, Ferdinand flew away from home shortly after Bob's brutal murder.
We worked for the same freight company, and I told the guys about it. They called her Rojo k**ler, and said they couldn't believe she shot my cock.
There you have it.
Poor Bob!
OK, I'll tell you, but it might send a shiver down... (
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I had thought, in our meetings, that Mrs. 'B' came across as Saintly, sweet and harmless.
Just goes to show, looks can be deceiving.
R.I.P., Bob.
How do you sleep at night, Arch...knowing a k**ler lurks right beside you
slatten49 wrote:
I had thought, in our meetings, that Mrs. 'B' came across as Saintly, sweet and harmless.
Just goes to show, looks can be deceiving.
R.I.P., Bob.
How do you sleep at night, Arch...knowing a k**ler lurks right beside you
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I always try to sleep on her 'good' side.
badbobby wrote:
oh no!!
must we??
well now you already have
that ware'nt so bade Arch
she coulda mistaken you for the rooster
of course then we wouldn't have had to listen to that gruesome tale
now I'm jus waiti for bahm to say
"Amen and Amen"
badbobby wrote:
well now you already have
that ware'nt so bade Arch
she coulda mistaken you for the rooster
of course then we wouldn't have had to listen to that gruesome tale
now I'm jus waiti for bahm to say
"Amen and Amen"
She would never do that to me, BB! She needs me!
I think it says more about what she'll do when something gets after what she cares about!
That's why I stay on her good side.....mostly..
archie bunker wrote:
She would never do that to me, BB! She needs me!
I think it says more about what she'll do when something gets after what she cares about!
That's why I stay on her good side.....mostly..
I;d have to agree
that is good strategy
been applyin that for 70 years and countin
badbobby wrote:
I;d have to agree
that is good strategy
been applyin that for 70 years and countin
I'm hopin for fifty with this one. Yesterday was 23.
I have trouble keeping up, but she's here to remind me. That's all that counts!
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