On a lighter side

[BU2B]

The lady from My Fat Fabulous Life?

[SoOrbudgal]

LOL she reminds me of someone heee heee.

[SoOrbudgal]

[BU2B]

Sigh-ence made Simple

[BU2B]

😆 “Children of Men” love that part of the film - where he’s explaining how if you give a slight cough after an exhale you can really taste the strawberries in his Stawberry Cough.
For those who think they can’t do impressions - just say MY COCAINE out loud. PERFECT - you sound just like him 👍🏼

[Blowdout2269]

Comparable to yours BU2B.
Possibly a repost. Though I just realized it literally works with the discussion title, lol.

[Blowdout2269]

Hell, guess I'll like it here too!

[BU2B]

for better or for worse ,, this is HONESTLY the truth

[Puglover1]

3Berries I considered opening my garage door just enough for the kitties but then ... mice. Neighbor last minute cut plywood for a west 'wall', braced it, and made a half wall from the north. There was a heating mat between pillow layers in a bin, bin lid provided some wind protection. Heated water bowl iced over but they could still access cold water. When the kitties jumped onto the porch near the front wall of the house they bumped the extension cord, owner is an electrician. I started bringing over warm water to start. Before the storm I threw out whatever food might help the bigger critters before they holed up. I saw black birds being thrown around the sky, shades of Hitchcock in my head. I was waiting to see if any deer braved it ... Flying Deer right before Christmas, what a photo op.

[3Berries]

I feed a big head feral tomcat and a smaller feral female. The female I give refuge in the garage because tomcat. But the tom was just sitting out in the blowing snow getting all frosted up. I finally collared him and drug him inside the garage. Spent two days holed up.

[Puglover1]

I was pinch-hitting feeding the neighbors' feral cat porch while they were away. On the worst day I was totally bundled up, walking full stride across the street back toward my house when a gust stopped me dead in my tracks. It was an odd feeling. My washing machine drained clogged, I couldn't use the kitchen sink either, for two weeks because furnace and broken pipe calls were overwhelming.

[Gingerbeard]

I want to poke at all y'all who are getting bomb cyclone'd because I'm looking at temperatures in the low 70's for the next few days.
But seriously, take care of y'alls's selves'.

[Gingerbeard]

Is Santa Claus buried in Ireland? - BBC Travel

[Puglover1]

Rwise My great uncle next door was born ~1870, lived to 89. He was an outdoorsman, collected, numbered and journaled every arrowhead and artifact he found along the IL River and hunting grounds, made skirts out of rattlesnake tales, had every hunting license and duck stamp framed, since they were required. My dad got up at 3 am to go sit in duck blinds, for sport not need. I grew up eating quail, mallords, geese, wild and tame rabbit, squirrels, other birds. I watched a lot of it get cleaned. His first deer hunt he shot a huge buck - I only can eat deer jerky. My mom made all of that taste good, esp wild rabbit in the oven. She actually cooked a wild game dinner for the owner of the finest restaurant in the area, he used to be the chef to a Swiss General, drove a Pantera.

[Rwise]

Puglover1 You bet I do, I was a hunter when I could walk in the woods and carry a riffle. I prefer my fish to come from "my" fishing hole, that shit in store tastes like lard. I still have my first riffle, a .22 air gun, I could take the eyes out of a bird with it. As a kid my Mom would get up, notice salt, pepper, and foil gone, a sure sign Richard was not going to be home for a few days. We lived on tree rats, frogs, rabbits, and fish. To grownup here now for any real hunting, many of the best pond were filled in, sad.
Some years ago I invited a friend to diner, he ask if I was cooking deer, I said no we'll be having chicken fried steaks, mashed tatters and gravy. On his 4th plate he said damnit Richard you tricked me this is deer! Yep and he luved up to that moment. LOL