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at a feed meeting last night, everyone had to stand up and tell a few "little known" facts about themselves. it was actually quite fun. I will start it. I could eat baked potatoes every day I own 28 white t-shirts (the wife counted them saturday) if my clothes come out of the dryer inside...

there is a younger gal I help out doing as she calls it "the man things" at her farm (mechanics). her daughter brings over her car this summer, it's making a "wack-a, wack-a" noise from the left front tire. I look at it, broken belt. she calls mom, who tells her to takes it to DJ's tire...

you washed your cow, why?

the Mrs. says you forgot to mention having to pull over on main street to let a combine get by.

the Mrs. has a cockatiel that thinks the vaccuum is his girl frien and "wolf whistles" the whole time it's on and for about 10 minutes after that. He also ducks down in his cage so you can't see him, and does the telephone ringing. We now have 4 phones that we rotate, till he starts doing that...

looking through a club calf sale catalog, there are terms not used in the usual auction barn. definitions, please... "a cool made heifer" "freaky fronted" "stout and really sappy" "soft made" "big bodied, and soggy" also would you hesitate to purchase a bred '96 model cow that has been...

seen tires around their necks, cows dragging wooden fence posts tied to a chain around their neck (they learn to straddle and walk fine), and the best one was a log chain with a couple weights from the dumbells.

"Is there life after death? Trespass here and find out!"

FEMA is gathering generators, the National Guard is clearing rural roads for the linemen to get down, the sheriff is checking on rural people, and George W. is helping Mrs. W decorate the white house for X-mas. More snow today, up to 7 inches.

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i am an old northerner who can relate. Anyone else ever had to tie a rope from the house to the barn to find your way back after milking? Had to go out with the neighbors after the blizzard to round up cattle that got snow blind and walked over the fence?

reminds me of the neighbor a few weeks ago. he has been complaining of someone stealing gas from the tank in the yard. He went streaking down the driveway in his shorts and slippers at 2 am chasing 2 boys in a red Ford pickup.

just a couple weeks ago, that was my Oliver 770. The Mrs. was taking the second cutting of ditch hay with it. As was the neighbor across the road, with his NEW mower conditioner, and NEW bi-directional Ford. My ditch was wet, so I told her to wait till the neighbor left, to suppress the...

ANY e-mail from Pay pal will say your name, not "dear pay pal user". I fell for it, and paid for a gas card for some lady in the UK who got my info from me following the directions in the e-mail. But you are right, basically, they don't give a rip at pay pal.

the Mrs. fav is the man who sued Fruit of the Loom, because the sticker inside his shorts that said inspected by #19, got attatched to his tallywhacker, and when he peeled it off it took a little delicate skin. I wonder how long he was wearin' them shots for that sticker to get such a good hold?!?

medic, I know a little one I can send your way.Hard working little thing, that loves the cows. My father always said "you get more work out of the skinny ones". To this day I always hire the skinny guys to help around the farm when needed. But this woman is about 30 something, tall, and maybe...

you guys notice the ads that come up on the top of the screen? It takes words from the post and posts sponsored ads,,, the Mrs. walked by and just noticed the top part and asked why I was searching for topics on "going commando"?

try as I may, I am also a yeller. If it's a day of working cattle, you might as well figure sometime the Mrs. will take off for the house in a huff, waving goodbye to me with just one finger. After which I halt the working to go in and express my love and devotion, and BEG her to come back out...

The Mrs and I sold calves at the sale barn 2 years ago. She was inside watching the sale, I was out side scouting for our calves from the cat walk. She said the door opened and in came 2 calves weighing maybe #200, and the auctioneer said "watch 'em boys, they're a couple of rippers". The...

I enjoy the farm terms. The Mrs. is NOT from farm country. The "dead furrow" in the field she calls the "dead barrel". When you "strike a land" combining, she says you "laid a land line". And when people call the house and I am out in the field, the best she can do is "he's in the field in...