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    Once upon a time... stories around the campfire.

    Once when camping with some friends, we had cooked some burgers or steaks for dinner, and had all eaten. There were a couple left on the grill, and we were asked who wants the last one. Sitting there with my fork in hand, I reached for it and jabbed it to put it on my plate. Unfortunately for my friend, he reached for it with his bare hand. Opps! Sorry, fortunately I didn't break his skin, and I jabbed for it again... lol... opps! he had reached for it again... this happened THREE times! We all laughed, no one was injured and there was no malicious intent.

    Sometimes, I guess the fork is an essential survival tool for obtaining food.
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    so who ended up with the steak? Great idea for a thread

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    ^^ lol, I'd say the guy with a fork who aint afraid to use it...
    But after stabbing my man 3 times hopefully he at least offered him half.
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    Quote Originally Posted by bykfixer View Post
    ^^ lol, I'd say the guy with a fork who aint afraid to use it...
    But after stabbing my man 3 times hopefully he at least offered him half.
    He was my best friend... yes I gave him half

    OK, so another story, a few years later, and we are in college. His girlfriend's slightly younger brother wanted to go camping, so we took him. My friend and I only had summer, or spring/fall bags, but this kid went out and got himself a winter rated mummy bag. Oh.. did he go on and on about how cold it was going to get, and that we were going to freeze our butts off, but that HE would be as cozy and snug as a bug in a rug!

    Yeah... it got pretty darn cold, so when my buddy suggested that we both jump into one bag and throw the other over us, I immediately agreed! We probably got 5-6 hours of solid sleep.

    When morning came the braggert was complaining that he froze all night long, and didn't get any sleep at all, and the worst part was; that the two of us were snoring away - All... night... long.

    LOL... sometimes you just have to enjoy the little things in life.
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    Ok, ~10 scouts around a campfire and a mosquito repellant candle that had been placed into the campfire and was now entirely melted and flaming in it's metal can.

    Someone decided to spit into the melted wax, and much like water in an oil fire it caused a small fireball. Knowing boy scouts we all lined up to take turns spitting into the candle to make the three foot fireball.

    This went around for a minute or so until one of the older scouts had the bright idea of more water. He grabbed my water bottle (32 oz wide mouth) and poured half of it into the candle, Almost instantly like a flash bomb there was a 10 foot fireball above our campfire, needles to say we all jumped back and that put an end to it.

    In the end I had less water then the others for the rest of the outing.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Poppy View Post
    He was my best friend... yes I gave him half

    OK, so another story, a few years later, and we are in college. His girlfriend's slightly younger brother wanted to go camping, so we took him. My friend and I only had summer, or spring/fall bags, but this kid went out and got himself a winter rated mummy bag. Oh.. did he go on and on about how cold it was going to get, and that we were going to freeze our butts off, but that HE would be as cozy and snug as a bug in a rug!

    Yeah... it got pretty darn cold, so when my buddy suggested that we both jump into one bag and throw the other over us, I immediately agreed! We probably got 5-6 hours of solid sleep.

    When morning came the braggert was complaining that he froze all night long, and didn't get any sleep at all, and the worst part was; that the two of us were snoring away - All... night... long.

    LOL... sometimes you just have to enjoy the little things in life.

    Hmmmm sleeping in bag with other fella, or shivering? Hmmm

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    Ok, ~10 scouts around a campfire and a mosquito repellant candle that had been placed into the campfire and was now entirely melted and flaming in it's metal can.

    Someone decided to spit into the melted wax, and much like water in an oil fire it caused a small fireball. Knowing boy scouts we all lined up to take turns spitting into the candle to make the three foot fireball.

    This went around for a minute or so until one of the older scouts had the bright idea of more water. He grabbed my water bottle (32 oz wide mouth) and poured half of it into the candle, Almost instantly like a flash bomb there was a 10 foot fireball above our campfire, needles to say we all jumped back and that put an end to it.

    In the end I had less water then the others for the rest of the outing.
    Yeah... so riddle me this: What can be more trouble than a scout around a campfire?
    TEN SCOUTS!
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    Also why you should not add your frozen turkey to a fryer.

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    Tell us the one about the cougar window
    Pleeeease.
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    So at my work there's this guy who's breaking in his new pipe crew. Young guys who've never had real leadership. The superintendent was a former soldier. I gotta tell ya his crew thought he had lost his mind a few times when he'd blow his stack for little things.
    The guy is one of the best at what he does and wanted to ensure his new crew had faith in him as he had to put them in 40' deep trenches with lots of water entering from the sides, while they installed pipe that weighed 20k #'s per section.

    A little time passes and one day a worker says "tell us an Army story boss".

    He starts out with "well there was this one day" tales...
    Apparently they had run a buncha clicks and the seargent says "gimme 50!" They were on top of bazillions of pebbles. One guy found doing pushups on pebbles uncomfortable and flicked one. This leads the seargent to get down to the guys face level hollering "wtf are you doing to my rock?!, do you have a problem with my rock?!" Kid says "sir no sir"...
    I can't tell it right without the visual of the superintendent telling the story eyes all bugged out, face viens throbbing and spit flying like some crazy drill seargant. Priceless theatrics.

    Well the story ends with sun setting, poor private being forced to turn over every single rock to prevent them from being sunburned.
    "Can't you see my rocks are getting sunburned?!, get yer @$$ back down there and turn those ***-*** rocks back over!"

    The crew would follow their new leader off a cliff after telling that story that day. He travels all over the East Coast of America putting pipes underground that no one else will, hiring local help....I follow him on facebook, and wherever he goes his crew is always very loyal.

    He's one of those people you just know would jump on a hand gernade to save those around him. And if it didn't hurt him too bad he'd probably go beat the crap out of the guy who tossed it or die trying.
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    When 9-11 hit, my youngest brother could see the smoke of the twin towers from where he was working, on the New Jersey side of the river. He told his BA, Business Agent... "If they call the (Union) hall for help, put me on the list." IIRC, he was the general foreman, or maybe the supervisor on the construction job that he was running at the time.
    We're ten years apart, so no matter, he was always my little brother. Somewhere along the line, he must have grown-up to be a man. The planes hit Tuesday morning, I think it was Wednesday evening, just as he got home, that he got the call.

    He grabbed something to eat, called a friend, and drove the hour or so to the site. During the course of the day, at work, he had lost his voice. You have to remember, that the fire department brass set up their command center in the lobby of one of the towers, when it came down they were wiped out. So when my brother got there, things were still a bit disorganized. Many of the leadership appeared to be people that they pulled out of retirement. He could see that there were hundreds of people standing around, who wanted to help, but no one told them what to do.

    He grabbed his friend, and told him... I lost my voice. YOU are my voice. You TELL these people to do what I tell you to tell them, OK? ...

    OKay!!! Form a line...
    You... grab ten men, and go over there and get a bunch of buckets.
    You.... grab ten men, and go over there and see what kind of digging tools are available.
    You... take a few people to find what we need to do to communicate with the people who are working with the dogs. Bring a couple of their representatives back here.
    Look at your watch, be back here in ten minutes. Now... GO!

    My LITTLE brother started about 4 bucket lines, to remove debris at ground zero.
    I am really proud of him.

    I am really proud of my middle brother, he grabbed some cutting torches and went to cut steel.

    It was only after this, that I realized that my kid brothers, weren't kids anymore, but adult men, and leaders of men.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Poppy View Post
    It was only after this, that I realized that my kid brothers, weren't kids anymore, but adult men, and leaders of men.
    Dear Poppy,

    I think that you are one of a kind too.
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    So... Once upon a time, I bought a 1967 Cougar. They are two door classics today, with hideaway headlights, and sequential tail lights. Mine had 3 speed shifter on the floor, with white leather interior. I got it pretty cheap, back in 1973, for IIRC $350. One of the headlights didn't go up and down, (a vacuum leak, replaced the vacuum hose), the brakes pulled to the left, (rebuilt the right front wheel cylinder... $3.00 for the kit), and the sequential blinking directional tail-lights, they weren't working either . Inside the trunk, above the left wheel well, there is a little motorized unit with three, or six (I don't quite recall) contact points that open and close, like ignition points on a cam, like a music box. I took a point file to them, cleaned the contacts, and they worked like new!

    Well... One winter night a small group of us got together at a frat brother's house, had a few beers, and left to go home. I had my 3D maglight between the bucket seats. A few kids walked by, as I started the engine. I turned on the defrosters, and my rear windshield shattered! It friggin shattered!

    WTF! I took my glove off, and felt the temp of the air coming out of the defroster, still ice cold, the engine hadn't warmed up yet. Totally dismayed... "how could cold air shatter my rear windshield?"

    Hmmm, maybe it was those kids? I got out of the car, and my frat brother was all apologetic. Still puzzled?!? and now ever more puzzled, why is he apologizing?



    He had an air gun/ bb gun and somehow missed my hubcap!

    lol... so I got to drive his car, a first generation little mercury caprii, for a couple of days, while mine was in the shop. I liked driving his car, and he mine. We would sometimes swap cars for the fun of it. I now ALWAYS wear my seat-belt, but that's another story

    Yeah... it's a good thing I didn't use my mag-light that night.
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    Great reading poppy, thanks for sharing ..............oh and the other story is?


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    Hi ven, Thanks for the encouragement

    But hey... after all, you're a camper, a four wheel drive, road warrior, with a wife, and kids, Certainly YOU have some stories to tell, no?
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    my memory is terrible , will try and jog it over the coming days and see what i can find in my abyss

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    Quote Originally Posted by ven View Post
    my memory is terrible , will try and jog it over the coming days and see what i can find in my abyss
    Maybe something amazing that you had seen?

    One time a friend of the family was getting married and my brothers and I attended the bachelor party. Of course there was a fair amount of beer drinking. Well my one brother had a beer in his hand and was leaning back on a chair, of course some clown had to lift the leg, so that he tumbled backwards. He had done a full, slow motion, backwards somersault, all the while keeping his beer vertical, so that he didn't waste a drop! LOL... he got a round of applause for that one.

    Now I'm sure you know how beer drinking, boating, and partying all go hand-in-hand. Or at least they did, back in the day....

    There is a place called "Croton on the Hudson", just North of the Tapanzee bridge, in NY. I think that the water up there might be almost fresh water, as it's more than ten miles upstream from the ocean. Well at any rate, there is a sandy beach, and on a nice summer, weekend day you'll find a number of boaters, hanging out, anchored, and tied off to one another. Drinking, partying, and general socializing. Just a good group of people having a good time.

    One time, I was amazed when I saw this over-sized gentleman, fall off of a pontoon boat. He made a HUGE splash, he had a beer in one hand, and a cigar in the other. When he came back up, he celebrated by drinking the beer, because the cigar was still lit!

    LOL... now that was a feat that beat my brother's somersault!
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    I crashed on my skateboard in a high speed situation and my hat stayed on.

    Never one to ease into things I got a new speed board for Christmas in 07.
    My wifes 14 year old asked me to take him downhilling known as "bombing"...
    So bombs away, we go down one hill and he's was keeping up with me. Can't have that!!!

    So we find a big ole steep, long hill with long sweepers. Yesssssssss.


    We launch, I'm 2 lenghts ahead from the get go. But by the time we're 500' his crouched scrawny youthful physique was cutting the wind way better than my 43 year old stink-bug hunched over middle aged girth. By 1000' we're probably going 22mph. In a car that's nothing. But on an unfamiliar skateboard that's sketchy territory.
    I start to gyrate back n forth attempting to build speed. I turned back to look and hit a hunk of brick.
    Skateboard stops instantly. I do not. The laws of inertia do not cooperate with gray haired teenagers. SPLATT!!!!!
    By the time I knew I was falling I'd already slammed my rib cage onto the asphalt. But instinct kicked in and I tucked my elbow under my sliding torsoe, lifted and rolled a flip or 3.
    By the time I stopped the Evil Knevil (seemingly endless) roll I stood up and ran out the last 20 steps or so.

    Wife's son says "holy $h1t that looked painful"... I'm trying to walk off the pain and turn and ask "where's my hat?"...He chuckles and says "holy $h1t...it's still on your head, but here's your glasses" lol.

    Needless to say that was the day I retired from downhill skateboarding.

    When folks would ask "wanna go bomb some hills?" I'd answer "not since the 07 Christmas Crash"

    Ribs hurt for a few weeks and the left arm could straighten out all the way about a year later...until hanging a bird feeder in a tree while standing on the top of a step ladder on uneven ground...but that's another story...
    That day I discovered it's possible to run down an 8' step ladder, 3 or 4 steps anyway...then I snagged. WHAM!!! Awe crap my arm is stuck bent again....
    One day a year or so later I grabbed a grocery bag, heard a loud pop and it's been working normal ever since.
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    What a GREAT story!!!

    I was already smiling at the end of the first paragraph, ... I Just Knew it was going to be good!

    And it WAS!!!
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    Poppy- The Hudson is salt right up to almost Albany. I've fished for Stripers more than a few times off of Croton-on-Hudson, and a bunch of places from Albany south. The river tides are strong by the TZ bridge, still strong by Newburgh and West Point, and less so right on up to Albany. Strange to anchor up, and later see the boat pulled "upstream" against anchor after slack tide. Never saw the pontoon boat guy though!!!

    Bykfixr- We don't buonce like we used to... Gotta let youth take over sooner or later.

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    ^^ tried giving the board away a couple of times but no takers.

    The potential victim...uh, err I mean new owner looks at the vented ceramic core wheels and tend to go pale and hand it back...
    "Ceramic core?" they ask and I retort "rated to go at least 75 without failure"

    I went back to something safer...half pipe riding.
    Very soon after I decided that doing anything that requires a crash helmet is not a good idea for this guy.

    So then I built a Wrights Bros style racing bike. A few laps around the block on that one and I got to thinking crash helmet required so I rode it home and deflated the tires. I had gone through every part and replaced factory parts with lightweight stuff, and put high pressure 22 mm tires on it.
    Goes way too fast way too quickly.
    Again, no takers...

    Next was a sports car that can go 65mph in 2nd gear....

    So now I play with flashlights while the car collects dust...for some reason lithium primaries are my favorite battery....
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    I don't think lithium primaries are risky enough for you. I'd suggest high draw multi cell lights and low quality unprotected li-ions for an adrenaline junkie like yourself. Hehehe.

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    Here comes a long introduction to one of the top ten stupidest things I have ever done.

    I once discovered a bird's nest with little ones in it, in the eaves of our previous house. I don't know why I called the town hall to find out how to get rid of them... probably my wife made me. Well, apparently it is illegal to just pull them out and throw them away, so I had to call an exterminator. He'll locate how they got in, and will build a wire mesh cone around the entrance so that they can get out, but not back in. Then... when they are all out, he'll come back and seal it up so that no others can get back in.

    Great... idk, $200 ?

    Brilliant idea. The mother got out, but couldn't get back in to feed them! Guess what happened?

    Yeah, so after their dead little bodies died and cooled off, the little parasitic mites, left, looking for warm bodies. They managed to get into the walls, and into my daughter's bedroom.

    Called another exterminator, who closed all the windows and used a chemical bomb (actually a number of them). Of course when that was all done, all of the curtains had to come down and go to the dry cleaners, Stanley Steamer had to come in to clean the carpets, and furniture, all our clothes had to be washed and dried, and whatever had to go to the cleaners, did.

    After all said and done, it was a couple of thousand dollar adventure, and palpable stress for weeks.

    OK fast forward fifteen years or so, we're in our current house. And I can hear noises in the attic and in the wall of the second floor. Ah... I can see a gap just below the roofing shingles. Hmmm, how is he getting there. Ah.. I see a tree branch pretty much at the height of the roof, that is extending from the tree 30 feet away.

    So I create the screen funnel thing and watch for him to escape. I set up a video camera and then fast forwarded through it. OK... now I can seal it up. Damn! I still hear him... must have been more than one!

    So I borrow a "Have a Heart" Trap, and use peanut butter. Yahoo.... I take that little fur ball for a ride.

    OK, now to cut back that branch. I get out my 20 foot ladder, and electric chain saw. I lean the ladder against the branch; the ladder is almost vertical because it isn't quite long enough. That's ok, I have my son there to keep it from going one way or the other, and I scamper up the ladder. I gave him specific instructions about the dangers of the chain saw, and if it starts to fall for any reason to get the heck out of the way!

    So again.... I have the ladder leaning against the branch, a good 4-5 inches in diameter. I am near the top of the ladder, and have one hand on the branch, two feet on the ladder, and one hand on the chain saw. I start a cutting. The blade makes its' way through and the 15 foot section of the branch falls to the ground. I hadn't considered how heavy that section of the branch was, nor that the section of the branch that I was holding onto and had the ladder leaning against might spring UP due to the loss of all of that weight. Suddenly, the ladder wasn't leaning against the branch I was holding onto with one hand!

    Fortunately the ladder was nearly vertical because it wasn't quite long enough to reach at a more comfortable angle. So I was able to hold onto the branch with one hand and the ladder with the other, and be like a clown on stilts. I was able to drop/lower the chain saw by allowing the electrical cord to slide through my hand.

    My son was able to give the ladder some support when I let go of the branch and scampered down the ladder. I think I came down two rungs at a time!

    I have to say, that little episode in my life has to be among the top ten dumbest things I have ever done.
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    When 9-11 hit, my youngest brother could see the smoke of the twin towers from where he was working, on the New Jersey side of the river. He told his BA, Business Agent... "If they call the (Union) hall for help, put me on the list." IIRC, he was the general foreman, or maybe the supervisor on the construction job that he was running at the time.
    We're ten years apart, so no matter, he was always my little brother. Somewhere along the line, he must have grown-up to be a man. The planes hit Monday morning, I think it was Wednesday evening, just as he got home, that he got the call.

    He grabbed something to eat, called a friend, and drove the hour or so to the site. During the course of the day, at work, he had lost his voice. You have to remember, that the fire department brass set up their command center in the lobby of one of the towers, when it came down they were wiped out. So when my brother got there, things were still a bit disorganized. Many of the leadership appeared to be people that they pulled out of retirement. He could see that there were hundreds of people standing around, who wanted to help, but no one told them what to do.

    He grabbed his friend, and told him... I lost my voice. YOU are my voice. You TELL these people to do what I tell you to tell them, OK? ...

    OKay!!! Form a line...
    You... grab ten men, and go over there and get a bunch of buckets.
    You.... grab ten men, and go over there and see what kind of digging tools are available.
    You... take a few people to find what we need to do to communicate with the people who are working with the dogs. Bring a couple of their representatives back here.
    Look at your watch, be back here in ten minutes. Now... GO!

    My LITTLE brother started about 4 bucket lines, to remove debris at ground zero.
    I am really proud of him.

    I am really proud of my middle brother, he grabbed some cutting torches and went to cut steel.

    It was only after this, that I realized that my kid brothers, weren't kids anymore, but adult men, and leaders of men.
    and selfless, courageous heroes
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    Those are some good ones Poppy! Gravity is undefeated. Lol

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    Quote Originally Posted by nbp View Post
    Those are some good ones Poppy! Gravity is undefeated. Lol
    Except when cats are involved in the trouble which they get themselves into. They can leave you thinking the laws of physics don't apply to them.
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    Quote Originally Posted by scs View Post
    and selfless, courageous heroes
    Thank you scs. I'm not sure of what makes a hero, but I fully agree that they are selfless, and courageous.
    I love them deeply.
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    Poppy stories are cool.

    My little ladder episode occured because when my wife asked if she could help before leaving for the store I said "nah, I got this", and the branch I was hanging onto broke off in my hand...
    So here I am standing on top of a step ladder that is on uneven ground.

    Suddenly ladder starts moving side to side. Uh oh!

    When I was a young man I would've just jumped off.
    But the Christmas Crash had changed my thought process of how 'flexible' I was not at 43...so in a panic I attempted to run down the ladder facing away from the rungs.
    Actually I had made it down to the last few. But I suppose the gravity propulsion suddenly being changed from vertical to horizontal was why the splat was a thud instead. That time my hat came off.

    The skateboard crash changed my whole way of thinking.
    See at some point as we age a little voice starts to whisper "you can't do that anymore"...Over time I drowned out that little voice with "a that aint a good idea" voice....

    The unfortunate part of being an age-ed adrenaline junkie is the part where you become a walking weather predictor.
    What's worse is when your family sees you twirling your arm to file down an old bone spur and they ask "rain coming?" lol.

    At some point I'll describe why at 36 trying to do a 360 degree spin on a 20" bicycle while twirling the handlebar the opposite direction near a pine tree on Mothers Day was not a good idea.

    And then there was the time at 14 I went to New Jersey with some older dudes on a whim to ride in a skatepark and be home before dark...and end up waking up in a hospital 2 days later with your mom standing over you...frowning and tapping her feet..."thought I told you be home before dark" lol
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    We were in high school, and 4 of use decided to go camping.
    One friend, Doug, didn't have much camping experience.
    We had our tents pitched, sun was setting so the obligatory campfire was lit.
    A few hours, and a few beverages later, Doug gets hungry, so put's a can of pork & bean into the edge of the fire to warm them up.
    Not sure how much time past, but were sitting watching the fire, when his (unvented can due to lack of experience), BLOWS UP.
    First the explosion scared the bezeebies out of us, then...
    HOT beans were everywhere. Hitting us as as well as we could hear them splattering against our tents.
    I don't think I have had a can of pork & beans since that night.

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    Quote Originally Posted by bykfixer View Post
    Poppy stories are cool.

    My little ladder episode occured because when my wife asked if she could help before leaving for the store I said "nah, I got this", and the branch I was hanging onto broke off in my hand...
    So here I am standing on top of a step ladder that is on uneven ground.

    Suddenly ladder starts moving side to side. Uh oh!

    When I was a young man I would've just jumped off.
    But the Christmas Crash had changed my thought process of how 'flexible' I was not at 43...so in a panic I attempted to run down the ladder facing away from the rungs.
    Actually I had made it down to the last few. But I suppose the gravity propulsion suddenly being changed from vertical to horizontal was why the splat was a thud instead. That time my hat came off.

    The skateboard crash changed my whole way of thinking.
    See at some point as we age a little voice starts to whisper "you can't do that anymore"...Over time I drowned out that little voice with "a that aint a good idea" voice....
    Hey bykfixer,
    I really enjoy your stories too!
    and I look forward to more of them

    Now I have to wonder if Toby Keith had you and me in mind when he wrote this song?

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