yards are a big american thing. around here you are judged by how well you keep your yard. We spend a lot of money on yard equipment, seed ,fertilizer and such. Most guys go nutz if a bare spot shows up.

I got off work at 2:00 and spent the next 5 hours , taking care of mine and my neighbors yard.

I love the smell of freshly cut grass. Just not on me. Its shower time!

I'm sometimes curious what people think of me, sometimes they hate me, sometimes they respect me, sometimes they don't say anything... Sheesh

I wonder how old Genesis is.

Genesis might be cool.

why do i have to complicate my life and the lives of those i care about with my childish motivations?  no details will be provided on these situations.

This post was last modified: 04-18-2010 04:38 PM by mom4nell.

What's up with parasitic people?

I have a sadistic neighbor.

The best way to combat evil is not to acknowledge it.

This neighbor caused me to go into traumatic shock yesterday in the early morning.

Why is clay pigeon shooting called clay pigeon shooting the disk things don't look anything like pigeons.

why is a place you park called a driveway and a place you drive called a parkway?

Why is it considered "Gay" to be part of a choir in American High School?

I told adonfire to use his brain... Guess he doesn't want to do that.

Oh well, guess he'll end up like that guy on the television set. Nah, just kidding man... you just a kid. You have one more year to be brainless. Then when 18 comes, you gotta grow up and shape up!

Hm... I like sleeping, it keeps me offline and away from people.

Only if I could just sleep all day and don't wake up till two weeks from now.

Well time for me to shape up!

Think about that for a minute. Just think about it. Most guys are Jocks or some other kind of clique. They aren't in Choir. So yeah... don't make me go into the manliness speech.

I had a painful boil on my arse when I was courting my missus.

Her mum suggested she should put a hot poultice on it.

So my missus-to-be put the tin of poultice in a saucepan of water and heated it up, spooned the poultice onto a wad of gauze, got me to drop my trousers, and placed the wad on the boil.

I screamed the place down. She thought she had whanged it too hard on me.

But the poultice was so hot that it scalded me and brought up a huge blister on my skin.

It looked like an archery target!

We laugh about it now - but - wow - at the time!