- Happy Halloween to all of you who are enjoying the one night you can be yourself and nobody stops you to check to see if you’re OK.
- The trophy for the evening goes to the mother who took a large bottle of cinnamon whisky and disposable shot glasses with her as she took her tots trick or treating. Each person handing out candy was offered a shot, and she spread cheer throughout her neighborhood.
- I was impressed with the crowd in my brother-in-law’s neighborhood. No prostitots, and no teenage girls dressed inappropriately for the occasion.
- If you’re going to walk down the middle of a dark road on Halloween, please make sure you’re aware of the large piece of steel and glass coming up from behind you with bright lights in the front.
- Derby was very excited to see Boo when he came home in costume, possibly because he was dressed as Scooby-Doo, but more likely because she could bite his tail and go for a ride as he ran through the house.
- This year, I would entitle my costume as “Exhaustion.” It’s sort of a concept thing.
- Subtle hints when you’re married to Irish Woman – “Hey, honey, I brought some orange juice and cranberries. Just in case you were thinking of doing any baking.”
- One of the nicest feelings a man can have is when he is finally legally and morally able to put his ex-wife on the “Block Caller” list.
- Southern phrase that I need to work into a book someday – “Sweating like a hooker on nickel day”
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Posted by daddybear71 on October 31, 2016
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/ October 31, 2016What does “sweating like a hooker on nickel day” mean?
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daddybear71
/ November 1, 2016I’ll explain when you’re older
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Old NFO
/ October 31, 2016Heh… You owe me a keyboard for that last one… Kids out here were VERY careful to walk facing traffic… But nobody offered any ‘good stuff’ in return. Sigh…
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daddybear71
/ November 1, 2016Just put it on my tab. I think you’re up two keyboards on me anyway.
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John in Philly
/ November 1, 2016Going to have to try to work that “sweating…” phrase into a conversation some time in the future. Ideally timed to cause expulsion of food or drink.
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daddybear71
/ November 1, 2016Gotta give Irish Woman credit for that one. And yes, I snorted hot soup up into my sinus passage when she said it.
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