TSCLT 7.0: Hemis, Harleys, Hooters-n-Harridans

[bellisarius]

Hell I'd try to make it if I didn't have to fly. I'd never make through the TSA nonsense.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Happy Sunday!!! Slivvah Sunday, even.


Yesterday was all kinds of humid, but it finally cooled off enough last night so it wasn't too bad.


And this is Pack-M-Up Morning, too. Gotta hit the road back to more mountainous terrain.


The josh burns for those who need it . . . .

 

[RobDownSouth]

Hell I'd try to make it if I didn't have to fly. I'd never make through the TSA nonsense.

Being on the "no fly" list has certainly cramped your travel plans in your dotage. The only Klan meetings you can attend nowadays are those within driving distance.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

 

[SpeareChucker]

Good Morning.

I'm not sure which direction the morning will take me,
and since I'm on my first coffee, my wet finger is not in the wind;
my ear is not pressed to the ground...

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Translation: the horned toad is still asleep.


Most likely still zonked from too much Comanchero brand last night.


Damned hard-drinking reptiles.


"Hello, my name is Fred and I'm a horned toad drunk." . . .

 

[bellisarius]

Morning folks.

Up a little later last night plotting and planning.

 

[SpeareChucker]

I was up too late binge-reading Frank Herbert.

Serious. I just could not get sleepy.

I'm drowsy now.

Go figure!

 

[Wat_Tyler]

I was standing in queue at the bank yesterday morning to get some cash in denominations that the ATM doesn't dispense. That, and I had a question for the Little Banker Lady, too.


The crawl on the screen said that housing starts were down 4% in July because of a shortage of buildable land and a shortage of skilled labor. That sounds like a full employment type of First World white girl problem.


Anyway, the banker lady is a very short woman in as high heels as they'll allow her, I imagine. A bit plump but in a very curvy kind of way. She is conservatively dressed and 100% put together - nothing doesn't fit or is out of place. And she knows her shit and walks me through the things I needed to know. Then she asks what I'm riding and tells me her old man just got a '19 Ultra. Sweet!


When we're done, she walked me out so's she can scope my bike. I think I got me a banker lady now.

 

[bellisarius]

It's good to have friends where they keep the money.

 

[SpeareChucker]

So going to the bank payed you a dividend...

 

[bellisarius]

Wat's investing in his future.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

I like the Little Banker Lady.


Face it, I'm a sucker for wimminz anyway, so why should any of us be surprised.


I need to knock down a bit of grass this morning before I blow town. I can hardly wait.


Maybe I can annoy the church people. They're a new crowd - the old congregation moved on, so the new preacher told me. Like i care.

 

[SpeareChucker]

Does the future phrase that pays include the line:

'Cause there's a man down there,
might be your old man, I don't know...

 

[bellisarius]

Both of you need to read pg. 174 of this thread.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

In Wat's life, Married Pussy gets to stay married . . . and stay with who it's married to.


Ain't gots time for awl dat noise . . . .

 

[SpeareChucker]

Do you want to play a game?

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Hmmm.


Blowin' shit up.


Except for the Big Bad Wolf. He blows shit down.

 

[Bidin~Time]

good morning threadsters1

 

[bellisarius]

Mornin' BT

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Good Morning, BT!!!

 

[SpeareChucker]

It's pretty good.


I have Mac'n cheese and football.

 

[Bidin~Time]

I have coffee and a pretty morning. I'm hoping the hawk is no longer upset with us over disturbing its supper yesterday. Of all the screeching you ever heard! That was one upset bird. I hope it got something good for breakfast.

 

[SpeareChucker]

You want to talk insane screeching?

Get a Guinea Hen or two...

 

[bellisarius]

Hmmmm, what would be the best time of year to blow shit up so as minimize hawk disturbance?