My mom kept a wooden spoon up on the door header in my bedroom b/c the kitchen was on the other side of the house. She had like 3 wooden spoon. #redass
My mom kept a wooden spoon up on the door header in my bedroom b/c the kitchen was on the other side of the house. She had like 3 wooden spoon. #redass
A man get stopped by a game warden with his basket full of fish.
Warden: do you have a permit for all these fish?
Man: no sir. These are all my pet fish.
Warden: your pet fish? How's that?
Man: well, every night I take all my pet fish for a walk to the lake, I let them swim for about half hour and then I whistle and they all come back and jump in my basket and we go home. We do this every night.
Warden: Well that's just a crock of lies!!
Man: here I'll show you... (Releases the fish in the lake)
Warden: well this I got to see!!
5 minutes later...
Warden: well??
Man: what?
Warden: the fish!! Where's your pet fish??
Man: what fish??
That's a fine looking crew, Joe.
Is that your son Beef?
Few pics of my son and his class during their overnight field trip downtown which I chaperoned on. In one of the few moments of non-living hell where I wanted to strangle other peoples children, we got to do a tour of Coors Field which I would HIGHLY recommend. We even got to see the visiting teams club-house and I think I found some leftover steroid syringes in one of the lockers! All kidding aside the tour was pretty much all access and the guide was great:
After that we did a walking tour and stayed the night at the History Colorado Museum. This was the highlight, though.
Beef, remind me again the name of that mythical Canadian creature, your avy.
Originally Posted by Sting
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