Heat wave

When I saw that -33.... I sooooo wanted to click 'Kiss My A.." lol

You can have it, I don't want it :nooo:

Really it is nothing more than a click of the mouse. Never mind though, I did the deed on your behalf.
And you gotta watch that dude with the wolf avatar. because he has a habit of sending that cold air down here... yet another reason to click the mouse button again.
 
Celsius is so evil in the negative direction. -24c here the other night. Still that was -11f.
Used to live in Orlando. People up here say 'oooooh florida! i dunno how you could stand the heat'
Just smile and whisper. The hotter it gets, the more the girls take off.
How many in the South have backup AC? Up here...you better have backup heat. And a generator. And anti freeze in the boiler. And in the Ford!
The other night we got over a foot of snow with big fatassed flakes. Loaded down the trees. Then it rained and froze. And down came trees. And power lines.
My driveway had snow with 3" of hard crust.
Gimme the South. On an airboat. On the way to a bar on pilings in the swamp. With an occasional ka-thump over a gator. Where your vehicle don't rust out in 5 years.
Anyone wanna buy a farm? In the sticks. With no homies driving by at all hours with tomato can mufflers and bass? Where people look at you stupid if you speak Spanish?
Catch your dinner out back in the creek in 15 minutes

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Now you got me riled up. Speaking of women and clothes. A lot of them up here are corn fed. But good.
I know this auto mechanic. Very good one at that. One of the ones in the South that you pray on finding.
Dude is friendly. Takes good care of himself. I see him at the store with his kids often.

For the life of me I can't remember his name. I don't know what it is. Just can't. There's a good reason.
When he was a kid. Living on a farm. A rooster spurred him in the eyeball. It's all cloudy and milky.
So when I speak about him I call him Chicken Eye. I have to describe him to friends over and over. Where he works, what he looks like. He's a cool dude.
Chicken Eye...you know....the dude with the effed up eye. Ohhhhh they say. Him!

Chicken Eye was at the store one evening with his wife and kids. He introduced me to her. Shot the breeze a bit.
She is a huge woman. Ain't so pretty. Not one bit at all. But super nice.Let's just say at milking time it's a good thing she has clothes on. Or you would be looking for a spot to hook up the milking machine.
Chicken eye told me how long they were married for.
Then out of the blue he just says.
Well. At least she won't run off with anyone. She just elbowed him in the ribs and smiled. He hugged her back. Needed both arms to do it though.
True love, ole Chicken Eye!
 
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