THis kinda worries mea little because I remember all of those.
That currently resides in my back pocket...
I had a boss in the Detective Bureau who would go on a mad rant looking for his glasses about once a week. We just ignored him. They usually were propped up on the top of his head.Many years ago before I retired, I was covered up with work, I had been working late for several days. It was about 11.30PM & I could not find the 10mm box end wrench I had just used. The Wife came to the shop to see when I was coming in. I said when I find the wrench I just had. She said what does it look like? I held out my left hand & said just like this. Yep, in my left hand the whole time. True story.
Many years ago before I retired, I was covered up with work, I had been working late for several days. It was about 11.30PM & I could not find the 10mm box end wrench I had just used. The Wife came to the shop to see when I was coming in. I said when I find the wrench I just had. She said what does it look like? I held out my left hand & said just like this. Yep, in my left hand the whole time. True story.
Reminds me of how a country boy can tell a city girl from a country girl. When he French kisses a city girl, she don't try to steal his wad of chewing tobacco.I started chewing tobacco at age 12 and quit at age 52, started with RedMan(Thanks, Dad!), progressed thru Days Work and Brown’s Mule then Copenhagen then Levi Garret.
I would love to be able to do that. I had a devil of a time quitting after the better part of 40 years smoking 1 1/2-4 packs a day. I don't dare touch tobacco in any form or I would be right back smoking regular again. Last smoke was 7-7-2006 and I still get cravings.................grrrrrrr.I'll bum a Backwoods cigar from one of the guys at the Spring shoot whilst we are sittin' around