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Cute is ok, how about your daughter is drop dead gorgeous
You know you’re old when you look at this picture and the first thought in your head is: “That poor girl is gonna have back problems!”
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Im not that old, but remember party lines, drawing water from the well, outhouses, butchering hogs when it got cold, open range cattle, seeing hogs and dogs through cracks in the floor of an old sawmill house, corn cribs, taters in the cellar, granny canning everything imaginable, whiskey stills, working ground and skidding logs with mules and horses because you could, carbide lights for coon hunting, filing the tips off of GI 06 ammo so it wouldnt pencil through a deer, making sure the "signs are right" when cutting a hog or calf, great grandpa milking his jersey and great grandma churning for butter, knowing which neighbors wouldnt make it to church when the river got up, drinking out of snuff jars, gigging with a lantern tied on the front of a cypress flatbottom, not going anywhere after it rained because the roads fell apart, feeding my pony extra when i really worked him hard, patches on clothes, hauling livestock in the back of trucks, working in the garden, seeing the first round baler in the county, pet coons and deer, getting lost night hunting and letting the reins down to get home, weevils getting in the flour, blackstrap in metal paint cans, barefoot almost always...the good old days.
Cute is ok, how about your daughter is drop dead gorgeous
being behind is a plus!!I'm not old at all and a lot of these things listed still happen around here. Planning on "killing hogs" next month. Just opened a jar of homemade apple butter from the apple tree in the yard along with a jar of jelly. There are few smoke houses and corn cribs around with a couple of outhouses still. Just hauled a load of cattle to the sale in an early 80's model ton truck lasted week.
I've always said we are 30 years behind things around here. But its home and I dont think I would have it any other way.
She sure will not have front problemsYou know you’re old when you look at this picture and the first thought in your head is: “That poor girl is gonna have back problems!”
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She must take after your wife's side of the family,your to ugly.Thanks Ben. it is my granddaughter. I am OLD.
She must take after your wife's side of the family,your to ugly.![]()
Im not that old, but remember party lines, drawing water from the well, outhouses, butchering hogs when it got cold, open range cattle, seeing hogs and dogs through cracks in the floor of an old sawmill house, corn cribs, taters in the cellar, granny canning everything imaginable, whiskey stills, working ground and skidding logs with mules and horses because you could, carbide lights for coon hunting, filing the tips off of GI 06 ammo so it wouldnt pencil through a deer, making sure the "signs are right" when cutting a hog or calf, great grandpa milking his jersey and great grandma churning for butter, knowing which neighbors wouldnt make it to church when the river got up, drinking out of snuff jars, gigging with a lantern tied on the front of a cypress flatbottom, not going anywhere after it rained because the roads fell apart, feeding my pony extra when i really worked him hard, patches on clothes, hauling livestock in the back of trucks, working in the garden, seeing the first round baler in the county, pet coons and deer, getting lost night hunting and letting the reins down to get home, weevils getting in the flour, blackstrap in metal paint cans, barefoot almost always...the good old days.
my kids sure think so!You're not old...you're ancient!![]()
Im not that old, but remember party lines, drawing water from the well, outhouses, butchering hogs when it got cold, open range cattle, seeing hogs and dogs through cracks in the floor of an old sawmill house, corn cribs, taters in the cellar, granny canning everything imaginable, whiskey stills, working ground and skidding logs with mules and horses because you could, carbide lights for coon hunting, filing the tips off of GI 06 ammo so it wouldnt pencil through a deer, making sure the "signs are right" when cutting a hog or calf, great grandpa milking his jersey and great grandma churning for butter, knowing which neighbors wouldnt make it to church when the river got up, drinking out of snuff jars, gigging with a lantern tied on the front of a cypress flatbottom, not going anywhere after it rained because the roads fell apart, feeding my pony extra when i really worked him hard, patches on clothes, hauling livestock in the back of trucks, working in the garden, seeing the first round baler in the county, pet coons and deer, getting lost night hunting and letting the reins down to get home, weevils getting in the flour, blackstrap in metal paint cans, barefoot almost always...the good old days.