The Original Old Farts Club
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Yeah, but what did you have for breakfast that morning?
Unca Walt
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Y'all ain't old enuf. Ya couldna handle it.
I'm going to miss my brother Yooper. I found out yesterday on FB and could barely contain myself. He was a great guy I have been around on forums for along time. One of the first brothers to gift me beans. He will be dearly missed. Even my Wife liked Yooper. She friended him on FB.
Love you brother and may you be at peace wherever your Journey takes you.
Now he can toke on his Apollo 13 to eternity.
RIP Yooper
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He actually sent me some Apollo 13 beans. The dude was awesome and had a huge heart.
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many if not most in this and other weed forums have large hearts...sharing a good thing is what we should all strive to do...
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These are the truest words spoken here. I know, deep down, that all here would share freely -- except for unjust and stupid laws... and some here tell those "laws" to take a hike.
I would swear to that brother/sisterhood goodness under oath. I have never seen such a group of sincerely caring people.
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So I wuz outside in my driveway yestiddy afternoon, hand-feeding Fancy Pants, who was all puffed up.
He had been on his fave spot just outside my dining room window, peeking in hungrily, and Herself wanted to clean the front bench. So I walked out the front door to the right of this picture with his favorite: A blue plastic cup with black oil (sunflower) seeds in it.
When I shake the cup, that is his dinner bell over the last decade and more. This time of year is mating season, so he has to stay in practice with sooper feather dancing.
Back to the driveway... He was eating the seeds out of the palm of my hand, and I was caressing his fanned feathers with my other hand.
Up comes an Amazon truck and the guy gets out, gaping at the sight. He calls to me to ask if he could do that, and I had to answer, "I am the only person who he will let touch him."
The guy starts to slowly walk up the driveway, and while he was still 75' away Fancy Pants folds his feathers and casually just walks away in the opposite direction.
I explained that he imprinted on me along with his 3 brothers about 18 years ago when he was born in my back yard. I have been with him since he was a baby:
His momma, that ****, ran off with a rare, snow-white Riverboat Gambler type and left her boys (grown) to fend for themselves.
He had been on his fave spot just outside my dining room window, peeking in hungrily, and Herself wanted to clean the front bench. So I walked out the front door to the right of this picture with his favorite: A blue plastic cup with black oil (sunflower) seeds in it.
When I shake the cup, that is his dinner bell over the last decade and more. This time of year is mating season, so he has to stay in practice with sooper feather dancing.
Back to the driveway... He was eating the seeds out of the palm of my hand, and I was caressing his fanned feathers with my other hand.
Up comes an Amazon truck and the guy gets out, gaping at the sight. He calls to me to ask if he could do that, and I had to answer, "I am the only person who he will let touch him."
The guy starts to slowly walk up the driveway, and while he was still 75' away Fancy Pants folds his feathers and casually just walks away in the opposite direction.
I explained that he imprinted on me along with his 3 brothers about 18 years ago when he was born in my back yard. I have been with him since he was a baby:
His momma, that ****, ran off with a rare, snow-white Riverboat Gambler type and left her boys (grown) to fend for themselves.
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As long as we are on the subject, while I was researching in Amsterdam for my novel, The Adventures of a New World Pioneer in the 17th Century, the sooper nice folks at the Rijksmuseum (Pronounced: rikes museum) dressed me up in 17th Century Amsterdam Militia clobber and dusted my hands and handed me my 11-times Grampa's wheellock musket and tooken a picture of me.
They showed me in the famous "Night Watch" painting by Rembrandt the actual musket being held by Jacob Dircksen de Roy (who essentially saved my grampa Jan and his family from starvation and death and gave him a HUUGE step up*** in the New World in Nieuw Amsterdam (New York).
Jan had saved Jacob's life in a fire, being pretty burned doing it.
This is me. That fargin gun weighed about 18 pounds, not counting the "oar lock" you need to hold it up (in my other hand).
***Jan Snedeker was the only known recipient of a free voyage (with family) to Nieuw Amsterdam given by the High and Mighty Lords of the Dutch West India Company, receiving a unique position wherein he was not indentured in any way.
My middle name is that of Captain Corneliz of the Dutch fluyt "Hoop" who taught Jan how to read and write during the voyage over, and became godfather to Jan's only son, Gerret.
They showed me in the famous "Night Watch" painting by Rembrandt the actual musket being held by Jacob Dircksen de Roy (who essentially saved my grampa Jan and his family from starvation and death and gave him a HUUGE step up*** in the New World in Nieuw Amsterdam (New York).
Jan had saved Jacob's life in a fire, being pretty burned doing it.
This is me. That fargin gun weighed about 18 pounds, not counting the "oar lock" you need to hold it up (in my other hand).
***Jan Snedeker was the only known recipient of a free voyage (with family) to Nieuw Amsterdam given by the High and Mighty Lords of the Dutch West India Company, receiving a unique position wherein he was not indentured in any way.
My middle name is that of Captain Corneliz of the Dutch fluyt "Hoop" who taught Jan how to read and write during the voyage over, and became godfather to Jan's only son, Gerret.
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I bet Walt could write a Novel in a week about this picture
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That’s a cool bird Walt. My next door neighbor that lived 5 acres away at my place in Georgia had a couple penned up in their backyard and raised them for a bit. I would go out my back door and scream like a scared woman and they would always answer back with a returning scream. I did this every day for quite a while.
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Morning OFC. Damn I have a hard time getting these old bones moving in the morning. I can't walk see or fart for 15 minutes. This is my future.??!!! As much as I hate to admit it I gonna have to start taking something for the price of aging.
After an hour or so things loosen up and I get around pretty good. But that first hour is a b-itch. Sitting here having coffee and trying to stretch the kinks out.
Gonna work on the front yard today. Grub killer, revive and fertilizer going down and manually water it in. My system isn't fired up yet as it is still below freezing in the morning.
After an hour or so things loosen up and I get around pretty good. But that first hour is a b-itch. Sitting here having coffee and trying to stretch the kinks out.
Gonna work on the front yard today. Grub killer, revive and fertilizer going down and manually water it in. My system isn't fired up yet as it is still below freezing in the morning.
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Walt, we're still waiting for a report on Horatio "Popeye" Snedeker. How come he gets lost in history?
He was the Black Sheep and never had any Formal Enlisted Service to Country or Queen.
Beside I heard he was a Spinach Feind and could not pass the test.
Just keep moving Pute, that’s what it takes…
I feel ya on that first hour of the day…
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I wake up farting, can see, but it's fuzzy, and I walk petty good if you don't mind listening to all the snapping, crackling, or popping. Sound like a bowl of Rice Krispies, don't I?
You guys forgot the extra dry morning dump that has to be squeezed out just right every morning.
