Just posting to give 88 a little help and break up his string of consecutive posts

 

Thankee....

 

He's trying to become the #1 poster.

 

I've given up on that.....you're the king....

 

done

 

Finals all done yeee haw

 

Nice, MawMaw went out with the girl's from the office to eat and stopped with an oyster po-boy for me...must have felt sorry for me after walking in the cold and windy condition's. Temp's only in the low 50's with a 15mph wind and sunny.

 

Hope you passed!

 

Congrats.


Came upon this guy on my way home Wednesday night, guess he was trying to beat the blizzard. The driver was okay and still in his seat when I showed up.

 

Mama wants something tonight.....
You po-boy.....

 

Congrats.....now I hope you passed them....

 

Wow....

 

well, moved the cattle back over to the field by the house due to the snow. it's a move we've done many times. (with many people) but dad decided he wanted just he and i to do it... yea, when we pushed the cattle across the road, they lost interest in the bale of hay and decided to go running down the road... Nice well thought out plan dad... So here i am running up a hill in snow gear trying to catch the majestic bovine that are going to go pass another one of our gate holes and the a nice man pulls next to me and says, "jump on the running board!" so i get the ride to the top of the hill while dodging the bovine with the chebby i was riding on, (keep in mind we are doing 30 which seems like the speed of light if you've never road on a running board before) and i get to the top of the hill to cut off the beasts, which are now somewhat pissed off, and get the gates open to heard them in. I have this one pig headed cow that decides she doesn't wanna make things any easier and runs into the opposing ditch while all the others are going in the gate hole. I jump in teh ditch to find a raccoon trap that hasnt been picked up. (i ripped my new coveralls on it . ) and fight to get her up the banking in the ditch for a good five min. eventually i win the battle of the century with the moronic bovine and get her across the road to the field where we are going. now i am soaked in sweat, have a #2 foothold on my coveralls, and my dad laughing his **** off. What a morning...

 

And you're claiming the bovine is the lesser intellect? hmmmm

 

Sounds like fun.....