This is a true story.
We are at the feed store, when Mrs. B. decides that she wants horse treats. The owner, John shows her the aisle for horse treats, and is standing there talking to me while she fondles every bag on the shelf.
After all of her fondling, she has a bag in her hand, and asks John:
"Do these taste any good?"
John looked at me, and I shrugged my shoulders. He looked blankly back at her, and then she got it!
She said: "Oh! I guess you wouldn't know, would you?"
This is a true story.
I feel like there is a special place in Heaven for those of us who put up with these poor creatures!
archie bunker wrote:
This is a true story.
We are at the feed store, when Mrs. B. decides that she wants horse treats. The owner, John shows her the aisle for horse treats, and is standing there talking to me while she fondles every bag on the shelf.
After all of her fondling, she has a bag in her hand, and asks John:
"Do these taste any good?"
John looked at me, and I shrugged my shoulders. He looked blankly back at her, and then she got it!
She said: "Oh! I guess you wouldn't know, would you?"
This is a true story.
I feel like there is a special place in Heaven for those of us who put up with these poor creatures!
This is a true story. br We are at the feed store... (
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Having met both of the Bunkers, I wonder not who puts up with whom.
This does make me wonder how many stories she has held back about you
archie bunker wrote:
This is a true story.
We are at the feed store, when Mrs. B. decides that she wants horse treats. The owner, John shows her the aisle for horse treats, and is standing there talking to me while she fondles every bag on the shelf.
After all of her fondling, she has a bag in her hand, and asks John:
"Do these taste any good?"
John looked at me, and I shrugged my shoulders. He looked blankly back at her, and then she got it!
She said: "Oh! I guess you wouldn't know, would you?"
This is a true story.
I feel like there is a special place in Heaven for those of us who put up with these poor creatures!
This is a true story. br We are at the feed store... (
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If the horse eats it, it taste good.
archie bunker wrote:
This is a true story.
We are at the feed store, when Mrs. B. decides that she wants horse treats. The owner, John shows her the aisle for horse treats, and is standing there talking to me while she fondles every bag on the shelf.
After all of her fondling, she has a bag in her hand, and asks John:
"Do these taste any good?"
John looked at me, and I shrugged my shoulders. He looked blankly back at her, and then she got it!
She said: "Oh! I guess you wouldn't know, would you?"
This is a true story.
I feel like there is a special place in Heaven for those of us who put up with these poor creatures!
This is a true story. br We are at the feed store... (
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...and you wouldn't have it any other way from the moment you laid your eyes on her!
archie bunker wrote:
This is a true story.
We are at the feed store, when Mrs. B. decides that she wants horse treats. The owner, John shows her the aisle for horse treats, and is standing there talking to me while she fondles every bag on the shelf.
After all of her fondling, she has a bag in her hand, and asks John:
"Do these taste any good?"
John looked at me, and I shrugged my shoulders. He looked blankly back at her, and then she got it!
She said: "Oh! I guess you wouldn't know, would you?"
This is a true story.
I feel like there is a special place in Heaven for those of us who put up with these poor creatures!
This is a true story. br We are at the feed store... (
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Oh, my friend, you truly are in need of a mentor. You should have opened the bag, taken a bite - and answered the lady's question. You would have looked like a hero - or a complete i***t, depending on who's looking, but what do you care what others think? It's Mrs. B's impression of you that gets you, um, special favors and such. John gets paid either way.
And then Theres a blonde,who a friend told her,if she takes a milk bath,it will make her beautiful,so she tells the milkman,to bring her 25 gallons of milk,the milkman asked her,do you want that milk pastuerized,whereupon the blond says,no,only up to my tits,If I want it in my eyes,I can splash it up there.
lpnmajor wrote:
Oh, my friend, you truly are in need of a mentor. You should have opened the bag, taken a bite - and answered the lady's question. You would have looked like a hero - or a complete i***t, depending on who's looking, but what do you care what others think? It's Mrs. B's impression of you that gets you, um, special favors and such. John gets paid either way.
That might have brought me redemption from my comment about how every breath that horse takes is a treat.
archie bunker wrote:
That might have brought me redemption from my comment about how every breath that horse takes is a treat.
Mmmmmm, no. You didn't just cross the line - you moved into a different time zone from it. I understand though, every time I think I've managed to step in every trap, trip over every root and make every mistake man can possibly make - my wife creates a whole new list.
archie bunker wrote:
This is a true story.
We are at the feed store, when Mrs. B. decides that she wants horse treats. The owner, John shows her the aisle for horse treats, and is standing there talking to me while she fondles every bag on the shelf.
After all of her fondling, she has a bag in her hand, and asks John:
"Do these taste any good?"
John looked at me, and I shrugged my shoulders. He looked blankly back at her, and then she got it!
She said: "Oh! I guess you wouldn't know, would you?"
This is a true story.
I feel like there is a special place in Heaven for those of us who put up with these poor creatures!
This is a true story. br We are at the feed store... (
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Having talked with that "beautiful blonde," I know she asked just to see if either of you would take a lick or what you would say, period....She's a smart lady there Mister and the love of your life because she is "just as she is"...Besides she shoots really well too...
lindajoy wrote:
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I like your avatars message. I've said for years that we need to send some female Marine's in to cut off some ballocks. A little "catch, geld and release", if you please. Word will spread pretty quickly and the numbers of recruits will dry up. You see, it won't matter WHO k**ls you - if you ain't got no balls.
I learned that from my wife, BTW - she keeps a gelding knife in her purse.
lpnmajor wrote:
Mmmmmm, no. You didn't just cross the line - you moved into a different time zone from it. I understand though, every time I think I've managed to step in every trap, trip over every root and make every mistake man can possibly make - my wife creates a whole new list.
It was all in the instruction manual, under the section: RESULTS MAY VARY.
I didn't have time to read all 700 billion pages of it, so I scrapped it.
Sometimes I wish I had taken the time to read the 'If you lack a filter between your brain, and mouth' setion.
lindajoy wrote:
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But, then the bag would be open, and I'd be buying bad tasting horse treats!
I feel confident that the air he breaths tastes plenty fine!
archie bunker wrote:
It was all in the instruction manual, under the section: RESULTS MAY VARY.
I didn't have time to read all 700 billion pages of it, so I scrapped it.
Sometimes I wish I had taken the time to read the 'If you lack a filter between your brain, and mouth' setion.
Wow, "700 billion pages"? You mean your's had a back cover? An ending? That's one for the record!!!
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