OK! Group hug for all my Driftin' buds out there.
Night-night! Sweet dreams!
Night-night! Sweet dreams!

OOOOOOOOOooooooo! I gots to find me some of dat!
Grapes Froot. I luuuuuvs grapes froot.
That Summer Shandy is darn tasty stuff.
Packy run t'marra, me thinks! Will go quite nicely with the ribs.
Or the ribeyes. Or, hmmmmm, I think I do have one porterhouse left. Mebbee two.
Must remember to purchase some taters for roasting.
I'm outta mooshymellows too. And chocolate. And graham crackers.
And beer. I think I started this with mentioning beer, didn't I?
LOOK! A SQUIRREL!!!
Bet he'd go good with bee.... OH NO! IT'S PARSLEY! Without his armor on!
Words of Wisdom: "When in trouble or in doubt, call in close air support."
Geoff
Who likes the A-10, up close and personal.
Whenever I'm feeling odd, I come here and feel normal again.
I'll stick with Shaw from Person of Interest
She's very cold and methodical and gets to the point!
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There once was a man named Jacob Odd.
He was called Odd Job, as he was a tinkerer that fixed many things, no job to odd.
He began to hate his name, as everyone started calling him just "Odd"!
When he got older, he decided to leave this request in his will:
On my headstone just put my date of birth and date of death. NO NAME!!.
When the time came, he was buried and a nice headstone was placed at the head of his grave which read "NO NAME Born 1871 - Died 1941".
As people visited the cemetery to visit their loved ones last resting places, they would read the names on the old headstones.
When they read his "NO NAME" marker, most would remark.....
Wait for it.......
"Now, isn't that Odd"?
Hey, I drifted over to the forum...can you believe folks are talking about guns over there?