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Post by buzzybee on Jan 28, 2010 4:16:10 GMT -5
ok Tank, you lost me at gut an Elk.
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Post by eyedeetentee on Feb 13, 2010 0:26:17 GMT -5
I'm glad you didn't share the details of how you made out. I chuckled the first time I heard some older person say that. They were referring to some duty or chore. The people I hung out with understood making out to be kissing and what not.
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Post by tank on Feb 18, 2010 21:33:37 GMT -5
Update on Valentine's Day Present.
After much consideration I did the perfect thing. I just asked her what she wanted. Gosh, so much easier, but thanks for all the ideas of paint and leashes. She decided on a winch for her truck. Tickled pink at that I might add too. Just to know that now she can go up in the hills to cut us a load of wood and not worry about getting stuck.
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Post by sharonw on Apr 24, 2010 10:02:59 GMT -5
Hwy! Makin' out is what got tank where he is!
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Post by snow on Apr 24, 2010 11:17:16 GMT -5
Put another log on the fire. Cook me up some bacon and some beans. And go out to the car and change the tyre. Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans. Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe, And then go fetch my slippers. And boil me up another pot of tea. Then put another log on the fire, babe, And come and tell me why you're leaving me. Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday? Don't I warn you when you're gettin fat? Ain't I a-gonna take you fishin' with me someday? Well, a man can't love a woman more than that. Ain't I always nice to your kid sister? Don't I take her driving every night? So, sit here at my feet 'cos I like you when you're sweet, And you know it ain't feminine to fight. So, put another log on the fire. Cook me up some bacon and some beans. Go out to the car and lift it up and change the tyre. Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans. Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe, And then go fetch my slippers. And boil me up another pot of tea. Then put another log on the fire, babe, And come and tell me why you're leaving me. Dedicated to Tank
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Post by emy on Apr 24, 2010 19:50:38 GMT -5
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7s37SgoAUi4Put another log on the fire. Cook me up some bacon and some beans. And go out to the car and change the tyre. Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans. Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe, And then go fetch my slippers. And boil me up another pot of tea. Then put another log on the fire, babe, And come and tell me why you're leaving me. Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday? Don't I warn you when you're gettin fat? Ain't I a-gonna take you fishin' with me someday? Well, a man can't love a woman more than that. Ain't I always nice to your kid sister? Don't I take her driving every night? So, sit here at my feet 'cos I like you when you're sweet, And you know it ain't feminine to fight. So, put another log on the fire. Cook me up some bacon and some beans. Go out to the car and lift it up and change the tyre. Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans. Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe, And then go fetch my slippers. And boil me up another pot of tea. Then put another log on the fire, babe, And come and tell me why you're leaving me. Dedicated to Tank
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Post by snow on Apr 24, 2010 20:16:06 GMT -5
Emy, that is soooo cute!!! LOL, I remember singing that song way back in 1978 coming back on a bus from a company golf and BBQ. The whole bus was singing off key and having a great time. Had forgot about that song until I read tanks posts. Thanks for the youtube!!
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Post by isi on Apr 26, 2010 4:25:58 GMT -5
I had to laugh at this thread- esp the I would rather a girl who yelled at me for treading mud through the kitchen and still cried if I gave her wild flowers. All in preference to the one that wears the bun and wants the workers to think she is the best. As a younger woman I was the one who didnt sleep around, didnt have abortions and didnt look perfect to the preachers. Yet I was the one who was judged- mainly on my sister who became pregnant at 17- so my twin and I were put under lock and key and no one allowed near us. Yet when we moved to Melbourne I was the one judged and no-ones son allowed near me- Imagine my goal in life- It was not to go through what my sister did- it was the reverse- I went to university to become and Occupational Therapist and I remained strong in the belief that was what I wanted to be. I also felt such pain at the hierachy in the truth- I come from a poor family- so again I didnt fit in- you had to 'be one of the wealthy ones' to be considered worthy of god. I stayed in the truth until I was 23 and I was judged the whole time- yet I was so kind, loving, warm and a truly good person- The judgement and betrayal I experienced both as a child (with very wealth cousins yet such committed and god loving parents) and that my siblings experienced (two have tried to die because of being abused by a man in the religion who was given a christian burial'. The truth to me lacked love and it lacked balance- Rapists, pedophiles and wealthy unloving judgemental people were preferred to people with real depth and integrity. No wonder people leave yet still crave for a partner from it who believes in god and love.....My mother still cries about me not being in the religion- yet she is one of the most loved and revered mothers in the world by her 6 children- much more so than many parents in the truth or the world. That to me is the basis of god and his son Jesus- being good people who try their very best. This religion left me with a pain that will never be erased and my siblings the same. I so respect my father who died in the way and my mother who remains in it- but the hearache and segregation her children experienced both in the way and out of it- is something that leaves them searching. Good luck finding that woman who loves the wild flowers- she does exist.
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Post by shushy on May 4, 2010 7:49:46 GMT -5
Aww,,,isi your post wrenched my heart. Sending you a hug
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2010 12:50:02 GMT -5
ISI and Shush. How come so many of you guys come from the Melbourne area?
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Post by shushy on Jul 4, 2010 7:59:57 GMT -5
ISI and Shush. How come so many of you guys come from the Melbourne area? Two? I just live here.. I dont know isi
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2010 5:05:50 GMT -5
Shush, isi lives in Melbourne I think?
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"Yet when we moved to Melbourne "
Also there are other ex-professing women on this board who stay in the Melbourne area.
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Post by shushy on Aug 2, 2010 5:34:57 GMT -5
I know one. Im not in the habit of bumping into 2x2s here.
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Post by Karyzm on Jan 26, 2011 1:55:31 GMT -5
Hey Girls Gotta another question for you. I got my gal a chicken coop and some conibear traps for Xmas, and to say the least she was not impressed. I want to do something special for her for valentines day, any suggestions as to what I should get her other than flowers and dinner? I sorta have been in the dog house for a while and really want to make things right. I obviously don't know you or your relationship so I can be totally off base and if so please disregard this. I recommend listening to her for a few weeks see what is bugging her or something she is loving. Sometimes I think people get caught up in the effort or thought they are giving to a gift and forget to remember what is special for the receiver of the gift. When someone gives me something they like or worked a lot to get for me but its not what I want, I just feel like they don't know me and don't care to get to know me... Its like they don't listen to me and are only focused on their idea of a great gift. Don't get me wrong I appreciate any effort, but if a gift is for me I think it should be about me. That may sounds selfish but I also try to do this for my friends and loved ones... watch for what they love and what lights them up and then try to make that happen.
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Post by eyedeetentee on Jan 26, 2011 14:22:08 GMT -5
You're too late. That was a year ago. Tank's significant other gave him the boot. Said he wasn't an effective listener.
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Post by ariandgabe on Jan 26, 2011 14:39:32 GMT -5
You're too late. That was a year ago. Tank's significant other gave him the boot. Said he wasn't an effective listener. Ha.. ha... good one. I mean.... sad... really sad...
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Post by lazarus66 on Jul 29, 2011 9:59:21 GMT -5
Tank, sorry to hear you are out now. I was going to ask if she had a sister.. ;D
I think that I will choose to live alone. I believe in both speaking their minds, and I haven't met a woman that spoke her mind and then didn't have a problem when I spoke mine.
Perhaps they didn't like what I believe and say, but I have found the single life is a lot easier.
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Post by lazarus66 on Jul 29, 2011 10:04:29 GMT -5
Isi, I think that we learn to be doormats when in the 2x2 way. I know it cost me two houses, and nearly everything I had. If you have a good heart, it will show to someone, and then you will find what you need. Too many people pass up the one they should be with to be with the one they think they want. Many times these end in disaster, and the one they passed up may be gone.
I too, was into physical appearance, but have changed to simple things. I guess if I am going to be gotten, someone will have to club me over the head and drag me home.
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Post by eyedeetentee on Jul 31, 2011 21:18:10 GMT -5
Where are you, Laz? I have a club and need a house.
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Post by lazarus66 on Aug 18, 2011 1:10:07 GMT -5
Eyedeetentee, I guess I thought you were male. I guess that shows how attentive I am.
As for the club, I must warn you. If you hit me anywhere except the head, you will probably cause great damage. A direct hit in the head may get my attention.
I live in the south of the United States fear that if you were to make that connection, with your club, you would highly regret any further moves. I am a cantankerous old Gob that has a set mind and probably don't really offer much beside a warm body at times, but for anything serious beyond that, I feel would be a total letdown.
I am like the great beautiful Elk head mounted on the wall. Great to look at and nothing else of worth there..... ;D
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Post by emy on Aug 18, 2011 14:42:43 GMT -5
Eyedeetentee, I guess I thought you were male. ... *ahem
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Post by eyedeetentee on Aug 22, 2011 23:44:38 GMT -5
LOL, emy. Shhh! I'm about to pounce on him. I'm just looking for a house . . . and maybe some machinery . . . and maybe a little more land . . . and a bigger bank account. That's all.
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Post by lazarus66 on Aug 28, 2011 23:26:02 GMT -5
Eyedeetentee, I rent a room, am dirt poor, and the only machines I have are my guitar and piano. I don't even remember what a bank account is, but... if you have some of these things, bring the club, and I will prosper instead.... ;D
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