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woodsrunner wrote: »
snake, ole buddy.....! I wouldn't be out of line with you for anything in the world, and you know that. We have a connection that only 1 or 2 more of us here have, so with that in mind I gotta question for you!
The last few Posts that you have made, well, it just doesn't sound like YOU! The sentence structure and punctuation are tooooo good! Are you composing what you write and putting commas where they belong on your own? Or? Guess I'm probably wrong....usually am....guess some of my old Navy tact just kicked in and it shouldn't have :rotflmao::rotflmao::rotflmao::rotflmao:
cpj wrote: »
Moon pies and RC are gross.
Buffco wrote: »
Speaking of sacks... Old feller told me that back when girls wore flour sack panties, it made their...... Taste like dumplings.
(Flour used to come in an actual cloth sack and poor folks used it to make garments)
Teach wrote: »
Minor correction, Gene- - - -Coke came in 6 OZ bottles, RC was 10 OZ for the same cost, a nickel. I remember when Dad modified the Coke machine coin box at our shop to take 6 cents instead of a nickel to vend a 6 OZ Coke, and people griped about it! That was sometime around 1958, IIRC.
tennmike wrote: »
I reckon you missed this little feller :jester: in my post. As Foghorn Leghorn would say, "It's a joke, son, it's a joke!" :roll2:
When I was growing up my Mom and Dad always put out a HUGE garden and a lot of canning went on putting up stuff in Mason jars. The taters were buried in sawdust in the root cellar to keep through the winter. I've strung my share of green beans, and shelled lots of green beans too big to break, and pinto beans, and various kinds of peas for canning. And shucking, desilking, and cutting corn off the cob for canning. It was all hands on deck when canning time rolled around.
Favorite time of year was hog and steer killin' in the fall. I got to stir the fat to make lard in the big old cast iron cauldron. Cracklin bread for a while was good stuff.
I grew up in a farming community 18 miles outside town with dairies, beef cattle farms, and everybody had a big garden for growing their own food. Flour, salt and spices were what was mostly store bought. We raised a big field of corn for making corn meal; as soon as I was big enough to turn the crank on the corn sheller, I got a workout shelling out a couple of burlap bags full to take to the grist mill for grinding into cornmeal. First ground meal (once through the grinder) was for making 'dog bread' for the hounds, and twice ground was for human consumption.
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