Well ****...mrs00 is currently sleeping so hard on the couch, I swear she's gonna start drooling...
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I see sweatpants and I disappear for a week amirite?On behalf of the dudes of RT...with regards to that statement...that's true, unless people keep talking about it.
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Nothing real close for me, since we were mostly crop farmers growing up, but I'll never forget the time grandpa bought a load of steer to raise for beef, and one hadn't received his conversion to steer yet. I rode along to the vet to resolve it, and doc was a little late. Grandpa decided to get him unloaded and ready for him, he had me holding one of the sorting gates, and said "if he charges you, get the hell outta there"...and here's 4.5' 00clone standing in between 2 5' high sorting gates thinking...yeah, get out of here...I'm gonna be ****ed. No climax to the story, though, thankfully, but yeah...
They do love fresh chips, especially when it's cold. The farmer just lets the bull push the chips around instead of using the tractor.
yeah, I'll never forget that moment I realized the angry, rather large heifer leaning heavily on the other side of the pig panel was a bull. In a pen of breeding heifers. that feeling. I was 11 and thought huh, I don't know how I'm getting out of this. Amazing how fast your brain sorts through the options.
My favorite vets...
Daddy (WWII, just after the Battle of the Bulge)
Something in common here. My dad was also in the Battle of Bulge. With that cool mustache and "grease gun" he looks like a British officer.
And related to this and Sara's post: I was in the Orsay, the impressionist museum in Paris, in 1994 and this women, a little older than me, approached my dad and me and asked about him since he was wearing a D-Day cap. Turns out she was American and her dad had been a cook in the Battle of Bulge and been armed to fight rather than cook in the emergency. He was killed in action in the battle. One of the memorable moments from that vacation trip.
KC, I must have missed that original post, so your dad must have been pretty young when he served?
When I'm sitting at work my heart rate will be like 75. When I sit at home in my recliner my heart rate is like 85. No idea why it goes up when I should be more relaxed.
BTW, KC...your dad's mustache is awesome.
Supposedly, my grandpa got to meet Patton...something about there needing to be a driver, the highest ranked officer, and another officer to meet a general. Wish I could tell you more, but Grandpa died before I was born (don't smoke, kids), and my mom's a little fuzzy on the details.
Supposedly, my grandpa got to meet Patton...something about there needing to be a driver, the highest ranked officer, and another officer to meet a general. Wish I could tell you more, but Grandpa died before I was born (don't smoke, kids), and my mom's a little fuzzy on the details.
I've heard the name before but googling sound like so much work. Now I'm curious though, why is it killing people and why are they clearing water towers because of it.
I'm sorry...I've been there. When I came home for Thanksgiving my freshman year, I found out that the dachshund we got when I was 3 had been put down. He was flatulent, snored and drooled, and slept (loudly) in a basket by my bed. I don't think I slept a wink that whole break.
It's bacterial and lots of the outbreaks are associated with the bacteria being spread via air conditioners and associated cooling towers.
interesting. Maybe I have it. Doubtful, doc said lungs sounded good once I moved some mucous around or something like that. Now I need to look up the origin of this name. French military is really sticking in my head, which wouldn't be surprising, disease in 18th-19th century military forces.
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