Grandpa Wayne had an amazing compound down there. It was nice and remote. Were talking no women with the potential to ruin your life ANYWHERE in site. What a beautiful thing. Women with all their teeth that is.
This was a daily occurance. So much good food. So much belly growth. So much for hiding the salami..
I'll see you when the sun sets.
Down the old trails you could catch a glimpse across the valley. This is old mining town shit. Eerie. Photo's to follow in Pt. III
This commercial was absolutely ridiculous. With a midget in obvious site. Lower left of the frame for those unsure, it was some local company that yielded the comment, "so you can focus on the little things in life." Dear, Roloff look alike, you nonverbally set your kind back another century. Good luck with your elf suit this month.
We got to grab a pre Turkey Day dinner at our Uncle Gordy's place. The Long family poured three drinks and the bottle of Bombay was nonexistent. Jill secretly filled it up with water and slipped it back into position, which was a laugh riot. Needless to say it was a great night. The fire, along with Mike's stories and a fridge full of brew let the night unfold as it should.
Grandpa Wayne had an amazing compound down there. It was nice and remote. Were talking no women with the potential to ruin your life ANYWHERE in site. What a beautiful thing. Women with all their teeth that is.
This was a daily occurance. So much good food. So much belly growth. So much for hiding the salami..
Down the old trails you could catch a glimpse across the valley. This is old mining town shit. Eerie. Photo's to follow in Pt. III
This commercial was absolutely ridiculous. With a midget in obvious site. Lower left of the frame for those unsure, it was some local company that yielded the comment, "so you can focus on the little things in life." Dear, Roloff look alike, you nonverbally set your kind back another century. Good luck with your elf suit this month.
We got to grab a pre Turkey Day dinner at our Uncle Gordy's place. The Long family poured three drinks and the bottle of Bombay was nonexistent. Jill secretly filled it up with water and slipped it back into position, which was a laugh riot. Needless to say it was a great night. The fire, along with Mike's stories and a fridge full of brew let the night unfold as it should.
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