I like Canadian Bacon too, I just think calling it "Back Ham" would be less misleading. It's almost as bad a name as Sweet Breads...
I like Canadian Bacon too, I just think calling it "Back Ham" would be less misleading. It's almost as bad a name as Sweet Breads...
In 1998 or 1999 I had the "original" picture of this printed out and posted on my dorm room door, with a caption warning about drinking Natty Ice.
Now that put a smile on my Saturday morning. [emoji482]Hope this comes through....
They let you drink in jail?Ok. I’ll have just one can ...
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Tell me about it. At around 13yo my friend and I were responsible for a 5-alarm blaze in the woods beyond our house. Burned about 10 acres. Unintentional of course.I know I was a pyro as a kid!
Tell me about it. At around 13yo my friend and I were responsible for a 5-alarm blaze in the woods beyond our house. Burned about 10 acres. Unintentional of course.
As a veteran of many scout camping trips, to me, he looks like prime mosquito chow in that photo. Love the fire tho.
Tell me about it. At around 13yo my friend and I were responsible for a 5-alarm blaze in the woods beyond our house. Burned about 10 acres. Unintentional of course.
Now that's funny!! And it jogged another 1970s woods-related memory. Friend had a CO2 pellet gun. We got the bright idea to take a spent CO2 cartridges and pack it tightly with cut off match heads. We were up on a hill in the woods and placed the cartridge in a metal tube angled up slightly to provide for maximum distance. No fuse, just lit a 10 inch twig and placed at the of the tube. BOOM!! cartridge took off, through the tube and away, at warp speed I would imagine...may still be going to this day. As you might guess this proved to be a really bad idea as we used an aluminum tube (not even sure where we got it). It blew apart on takeoff, with much of the shrapnel going into my friend's leg. Lucky for me I was standing far enough away and avoided any injury. Sometimes I wonder how we ever made to adulthood.Hadn't thought of that in years! Around 10 or 11, my buddies and I made bombs out of lipstick casings, powder from "black cats", kitty litter, paper plugs, and fuses. Don't remember the exact method but we disintegrated quite a few things back then.
I think my mom was worried because I was always looking for lipstick.....
Sometimes I wonder how we ever made to adulthood.
Sometimes I wonder how we ever made to adulthood.
I'm growing older, but not up. There's a Jimmy Buffett song with that verse in it that I've tried to model my life after.+ 1,000
I'm growing older, but not up. There's a Jimmy Buffett song with that verse in it that I've tried to model my life after.
You don't drink enough Feckin Whisky!!! LoLYep. Stopped counting at 21 and have to ask my wife or look at my drivers license if you ask me my age. Despite my mental age, daily pain hinders my attitude.
We don't want to see an ultrasound of your sphincter.Mesmerizing. Terrifying, but mesmerizing.
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