tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post8003034682508909547..comments2024-02-19T07:30:13.465-05:00Comments on Ramblings from the outside of nowhere: Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17564763971316563540noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-12117156312479580042007-09-22T22:12:00.000-04:002007-09-22T22:12:00.000-04:00Know what you mean about those chain e-mails with ...Know what you mean about those chain e-mails with the built-in curses if you don't pass them along. To me, that's worse than flicking a booger on someone you're supposed to like so I take the curse on instead. Might explain why life gets a little crappy around here at times though.Linhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09100999113439449482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-11730744517615656032007-09-16T14:21:00.000-04:002007-09-16T14:21:00.000-04:00You betcha....that's the "up nort" Yankee in me......You betcha....that's the "up nort" Yankee in me...come over some hotdish and lefse, don't you know...Nohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09929187212992920070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-12579857956918700122007-09-16T13:35:00.000-04:002007-09-16T13:35:00.000-04:00Yankee and redneck go together about as well as pe...Yankee and redneck go together about as well as peanut butter and mayonaise. But, hey, what do I know, being just a hillbilly, apt to get above my raising now and then. <BR/><BR/>Ya'll come...<BR/>Ya'll come...<BR/>Oh, ya'll come and see us by and by..Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17564763971316563540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-219016621106938262007-09-16T09:13:00.000-04:002007-09-16T09:13:00.000-04:00Oh, nice to meet you, BBC..thanks for coming to my...Oh, nice to meet you, BBC..thanks for coming to my Yankee Redneck party...everyone is invited, by the way!Nohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09929187212992920070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-19237615323348196892007-09-16T09:12:00.000-04:002007-09-16T09:12:00.000-04:00It's the Pheasant Country (yankee) version of a Re...It's the Pheasant Country (yankee) version of a Redneck Party...once I wrote it, I thought it might be offensive to some, but hell, I go to these redneck parties all the time...We are rednecks up here in the north country too...I'm just making fun of myself!Nohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09929187212992920070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-80414667583016329732007-09-16T08:51:00.000-04:002007-09-16T08:51:00.000-04:00No: Well, paybacks are hell, aren't they?No: Well, paybacks are hell, aren't they?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17564763971316563540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-16256877563728540342007-09-16T07:54:00.000-04:002007-09-16T07:54:00.000-04:00bbc, I don't know if you have met no. Please allow...bbc, I don't know if you have met no. Please allow me to the pleasure of making this introduction. No, this is bbc. Bbc, this is no.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17564763971316563540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-59574802867412377912007-09-15T11:38:00.000-04:002007-09-15T11:38:00.000-04:00As for trying to get those that know you to read y...As for trying to get those that know you to read your blog, I will address that on my blog tomorrow.BBChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15323188240580782454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-88442666222593905232007-09-15T10:29:00.000-04:002007-09-15T10:29:00.000-04:00Come one, come all the redneck wedding bash of the...Come one, come all the redneck wedding bash of the season....today on my blog...Nohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09929187212992920070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-60160432006956922272007-09-15T09:27:00.000-04:002007-09-15T09:27:00.000-04:00You write longer posts than I do. :-)I don't forwa...You write longer posts than I do. :-)<BR/><BR/>I don't forward most of the nonsense that others email me. Unless it's some good humor.<BR/><BR/>I mostly grew up in a small hick town and spent a lot of time in the hills, and I'm not a bit sorry I did, good days. I don't recall any hobo's around there.<BR/><BR/>Used to hike into the hills to spend a day or two with an old goat rancher there. And spent a lot of time camping on lakes and rivers. And not with parents, just my brother and I.<BR/><BR/>I remember peanut butter and mayonnaise sandwiches as a youth. <BR/><BR/>Mutter, mutter, have a great day. Hugs.BBChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15323188240580782454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-59501736175652964152007-09-14T23:38:00.000-04:002007-09-14T23:38:00.000-04:00Wonderful touch. Evoking all these memories in all...Wonderful touch. Evoking all these memories in all of us. I stand in awe. Thank you for making me laugh.Catmoveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13192091477404637971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-59894682568641422322007-09-14T17:13:00.000-04:002007-09-14T17:13:00.000-04:00Great post, very funny. I've never had a sugar san...Great post, very funny. I've never had a sugar sand but I also tried to acquire the taste of koolaid without sugar, didn't work for me either. But I am very superstitious.MEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04121865529773663081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-34647992028216428942007-09-14T10:02:00.000-04:002007-09-14T10:02:00.000-04:00DD: You didn't know ole Bob. Couldn't find his way...DD: You didn't know ole Bob. Couldn't find his way out of paper bag after imbibing that much moonshine.<BR/><BR/>Scott: The hippies came later. We became hippies.<BR/><BR/>Babzy, yes I have eaten a ketchup sandwich. And a mayonaise sandwich. And a mustard sandwich. <BR/><BR/>SJ: Back then I was a tomboy, and little girls wore frilly dresses. When I started school I had to wear them, and I looked like a fool. A stick in a frilly dress. <BR/><BR/>Woozie: We would probably have called him Hobo, the prisoner. Or villain. We knew that word from watching Roy Rodgers.<BR/><BR/>Bruno: You got me thinking...about Halloween...<BR/><BR/>Moose: I can't even remember us having brown sugar. It was not necessary. I probably ate some lard sandwiches, though. <BR/><BR/>Mary: I agree with the plain and old. So do kids in the neighborhood. "Miss EJ, you can't be that old...did you know George Washington?" "Yes, who do think made him chop down the cherry tree?"Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17564763971316563540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-62112484758995476442007-09-14T01:20:00.000-04:002007-09-14T01:20:00.000-04:00He couldn't have had to go THAT bad, however ... i...He couldn't have had to go THAT bad, however ... if you've been drinking and you have to GO ... you just go. You don't wander up and down the tracks holding Mr. Happy ...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02737980462115396236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-963294972912003952007-09-13T21:34:00.000-04:002007-09-13T21:34:00.000-04:00We were more likely to catch hippies than hobos wh...We were more likely to catch hippies than hobos where I grew up.Scott from Oregonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01331284708780612453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-58701941755188203142007-09-13T14:16:00.000-04:002007-09-13T14:16:00.000-04:00Never had a sugar sandwich but I eat ketchup sandw...Never had a sugar sandwich but I eat ketchup sandwiches all the time. Just had one yesterday. <BR/><BR/>Deb, your stories are really good. I felt like I was right there with you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-2798065151282820312007-09-13T09:02:00.000-04:002007-09-13T09:02:00.000-04:00You are good lady. Just plain old good!You are good lady. Just plain old good!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09454344516994289843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-128299195997338182007-09-12T19:57:00.000-04:002007-09-12T19:57:00.000-04:00I loved BROWN sugar sandwiches as a kid.You're rig...I loved BROWN sugar sandwiches as a kid.<BR/>You're right. Back then the neighbours could beat the crap out of a pree-vert. Now there seem to be just to many of them and we can't do anything about it. Too bad.alphonsedamoosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13493874009603730619noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-82566155588624605602007-09-12T18:07:00.000-04:002007-09-12T18:07:00.000-04:00This was really really good, funny stuff. You shou...This was really really good, funny stuff. You should have brainstormed names for your future prisoner, like Snuggles :)Wooziehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11637072916156389703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-9693921749452603062007-09-12T16:58:00.000-04:002007-09-12T16:58:00.000-04:00Ya' know, with a little-bit of editing, this would...Ya' know, with a little-bit of editing, this would have all the makings of a good, scary halloween story---keep that in mind in another month or so...!BRUNOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08153007543374555989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-74518342882098085472007-09-12T13:38:00.000-04:002007-09-12T13:38:00.000-04:00That was so funny to read.If more little girls wou...That was so funny to read.<BR/><BR/>If more little girls would lock up pree-verts in the basement than the other way around the world would be fine place indeed.<BR/><BR/>Actually you are right when you say no child molester would go around streaking through the streets. Most children are molested by family and family friends than by strangers. A priest outfit might help you know?<BR/>BTW I've done the tag.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17567372758347040220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37258397.post-71411012289887297452007-09-12T12:31:00.000-04:002007-09-12T12:31:00.000-04:00HAHAHAHAHAHA I can't even read this post. I got ...HAHAHAHAHAHA I can't even read this post. I got as far as "keeping the hobo you trapped". SCREEEEEAAAAAAAMMHAHAHAHA<BR/><BR/>I have a headache. I have to come back later. Oh Gawd what would we do without you. JEEEZUZAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com