tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32537618.post478182454299044840..comments2023-08-26T03:10:26.242-07:00Comments on Geezer Chronicles: Not Intended for the USPSaAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02781609606261382365noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32537618.post-49080418315403811502009-08-10T21:33:21.830-07:002009-08-10T21:33:21.830-07:00Charley, was it your mother or your Godmother?
St...Charley, was it your mother or your <i>Godmother</i>?<br /><br />Stepsistah, I DO remember the sucrets boxes, much like the Altoids boxes nowadays, and I feel for your poor mom; it's much too late for your crawdads!aAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02781609606261382365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32537618.post-18580702791975459222009-08-09T21:41:04.807-07:002009-08-09T21:41:04.807-07:00aA...this reminds me of the time that a smell bega...aA...this reminds me of the time that a smell began to permiate our whole house. I was about 8 or 9...so YOU know how long ago that was. Anyway, everyone was looking for the smell...turning everything upside down, pulling all cushions off the couch, pots & pans out of the cabinets, Daddy even pulled out the fridge and stove...no luck. <br />Well...we all finally figured that the odorous aroma was in the vicinity of the kitchen dining room...but WHAT??? everything in those two connecting rooms had been searched through, cleaned, thrown out, etc. Oh...sorry...I neglected to mention that there was a lattice??? (not really) decorative work of, let's see, how to describe this...oh...I got it. There was not a wall between the kitchen and dining room but there was what could be called a see-thru room divider. It was made up of floor to ceiling boards??? nailed together to make spaced about six inches square with an opening in the middle that served as a walk space between the two rooms. I know that in your artistic brain, you can figure this one out...even if those reading it can't.<br />ANYWAY, Momma gets on a chair and starts looking in every little see-thru square. She finally picks up a suckret box...remember the old metal ones that you kept everything sacred in??? (Oh...that's right you may not be that old.) Trust me...they were the best thing next to a safe. As she is holding it by two fingers and turning around in the chair...she is saying, "Who put this up here?" (I may have cleaned that up a little.) The suckret box was not only shut tight, it had two rubber bands on it to make sure that it remained shut. It also had little holes punched in it...you know...like air holes??? <br /><br />My poor crawfish, that I caught with my own string with bacon out in our front ditch, was dead. My tears of sorrow had no affect on my Momma's tears of laughter.Stepsistahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10763127080392250036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32537618.post-51758318814063196742009-08-07T10:25:07.349-07:002009-08-07T10:25:07.349-07:00Could've been worse. You could have gotten a h...Could've been worse. You could have gotten a horse's head like my mom sent me. I guess she was trying to tell me somethin'charleydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14568536454377690745noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32537618.post-75915263141036869322009-08-04T14:02:33.446-07:002009-08-04T14:02:33.446-07:00Have to let the dogs sniff your incoming mail. If...Have to let the dogs sniff your incoming mail. If they act disinterested - no prob. If they want to eat it or if they wet the floor and run in fear, well then, forceps may be needed.innominatushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08365636738022339985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32537618.post-47806906655416888762009-08-04T13:16:29.980-07:002009-08-04T13:16:29.980-07:00I have stumped the nameless one! I was shocked too...I have stumped the nameless one! I was shocked too, I am just now getting to where I can open envelopes without forceps.aAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02781609606261382365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32537618.post-66043397205086028812009-08-04T11:20:06.183-07:002009-08-04T11:20:06.183-07:00aA,
All I can say is....You're Welcome! Again....aA,<br />All I can say is....You're Welcome! Again. I actually thought for a moment that you had an actual picture (of the poor little thing) and I was impressed that you could have found it so quickly. -LOL-<br />That is so very funny...and sick and strange....brings back memories....I DID giggle when I mailed it...and whenever I thought/think of it now.<br />SisAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12380275458800140329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32537618.post-84432569137612162752009-08-04T09:19:07.272-07:002009-08-04T09:19:07.272-07:00Dude! That's so bizarre I can't think of ...Dude! That's so bizarre I can't think of anything snarky to say about it!innominatushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08365636738022339985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32537618.post-61165039081129179902009-08-03T23:20:32.759-07:002009-08-03T23:20:32.759-07:00This is not an actual foto of the poor Tutankamen ...This is not an actual foto of the poor Tutankamen Lizard, just one I found on the innerwebz. <br /><br />By the way, this was actually posted at one o'clock this morning CST, rather than the "10:53p.m." time noted on the bottom of the post. <br /><br />Hmmm. Go figure.aAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02781609606261382365noreply@blogger.com