Beau Wann, Jr.
Well said Teddie, well said...
It was a great evening highlighted by the ELMER FUDDS ANNUAL KNOBBY KNEE CORNTEST...WOW, what a star studded eenin...False teeth a flappin, hearin aids a squealin, walkers left at home, eyeglasses fogged up...Food was good, company was excellent, all lies told with a modicum of modesty...couldnt ask for a better eenin...Rich the LH, was voted MOST LIKELY TO GO A SOARIN...I was voted MOST HEAVILY ARMED... yes Virginia, one cannot be TOO prepared...revolution might have started...Aliens might have attacked...who knows where it woulda stopped, Goths, Visagoths, Attila the hun...
Too bad youse youtes are not me...or at least dont live with me...I cooked a NOLAN RYAN chuck roast in the slow cooker for about 10 hours yesterday...then after Fudges, I made my whirld famous HASH and gravy...HMMM HMMMM HMMMM HMMM HMMMM...Much bettern Aunt Beas pickles any ol day...
In fact, just had a plate full for lunch...remember the open face sandrich???? Dont see that on a menu much anymore...Thats one way I serve my Whirld famous hash, on a slice O country white bread....and, you can top it off with some shredded cheddar, oh my, gettin hungry again...
I even made gravy...
Why I choose Nolan Ryan beef, is that it is from TEXAS...All the other beef at K rogers, says it is a product of mexico, canada, argentina, brazil, china, moon, saturn, etc...THIS IS TEXAS,WE HAVE OUR OWN BEEF, AS WE HAVE HAD FOR THE LAST 200 YEARS, WE DONT NEED NO FOREIGN BEEF...I'm sure its just as wonderful as can be from where ever it came from, so keep it there...besides, no ones standards are as standard as our standards...got it? git it! Good!!!
Yeaaa for the rain...I see by the rain gauge, the wheelbarrow, that it rained alot, and is still raining...Dumb ol dogs wouldnt go out into the rain to do their...uh bidness, so I had to harness em up and stroll em down the street...in the rain...dumb ol dogs...Big olie wanted to go outside, so I let him...it rained on him...his fur is so thick, it took a minute for the water to get to his skin and the look on his face when it did, was priceless...sorta like, "hey, what the heck is this wet stuff, and why me"...He looked at me like I had gut shot him, and came running to the back door, mutterin little kitty cuss words, and then smacked me in the ankle for lettin him get wet...thats grouchatude for ya...
My sister the artist, is gonna paint my portrait...ok, you can all get off the floor and stop laughing...you settled yet??? No, seriously, it's the picture of me on my bike at ROLLING THUNDER, from the back side...I wouldnt allow a portrait of my face, heavens to mergatroids no...that would be paint and canvas abuse...unless you know it's me in the photo, you wouldnt kinow it was me...annanomonynously...or otherwise unknown, if you will, and even if you willnt...
The cats are lowing, the dogs are snoring, and I have put in a full days woik, so guess its nap time...
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