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I et too many pancakes...
Bright and sunny here.No sun this morning, reckon it'll be a cloudy day.
Probably should have went fish'n first thing this morning.
My old man always said,Bright and sunny here.
I probably should have gone fishing too.
A person only gets so many days to fish
Morning Mr ChiefMorning folks!
Morning Mr Chief
Morning NicGood mornin`, folks. Gonna be a fine day down here to piddle in the garden some, tinker with a gunstock I`m refinishing, maybe tie a few flies, and later throw a couple of thick ribeyes on the grill. And rare enough for me, some original Coors in the original bottle. I do like those some, if they toof bustin` cold.
When I was drinking, the desired temp was below 42 degrees .Morning Nic
That sounds like a mighty fine way to spend a Saturday. I agree on the beer being "COLD", it just has to be.
Yes sir!When I was drinking, the desired temp was below 42 degrees .
My dad fished most everyday. He was the purchasing agent at the rock quarry in Athens that my grand daddy owned. They had a honey hole of a lake. We ate a lot of fish growing up. I guess that why I still love fish to this day. He would take us on the weekends and those are some of my best memories.My dad would fish a lot. He always carried his fly rod in his vehicle. If he was on the road going somewhere and seen water, you can bet your bottom dollar he was stopping to wet a line.
I like them just like the old glass Coke bottles... cold enough that when you pop the top the little water in the top of the bottle turns to slush for just a second or two.Yes sir!
I can still remember the signs in the store windows down in Florida, "Coldest beer in town"...
Shoot yeah.Good mornin`, folks. Gonna be a fine day down here to piddle in the garden some, tinker with a gunstock I`m refinishing, maybe tie a few flies, and later throw a couple of thick ribeyes on the grill. And rare enough for me, some original Coors in the original bottle. I do like those some, if they toof bustin` cold.
Brother in law calls that slush on beer, shivers of ice.I like them just like the old glass Coke bottles... cold enough that when you pop the top the little water in the top of the bottle turns to slush for just a second or two.
Pigs in a blanket. Breakfast of the champs.