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| When I walk nakid, my nuts swing in the breeze Join Date: Dec 2004
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I spent a good part of my childhood growing up on Lackland AFB , Texas. If you go to the back of the base by the water tower, there is Kelly Hill. It leads down to what used to be Kelly AFB. At the bottom of the hill is Kelly Hill Park (called Stillman Park now) Leon Creek runs through it. My Father and I used to fish there all the time. We would catch perch, bass and catfish of good size there. I think some of my favorite times were spent there with my Dad. Well, one day we were fishing there and I caught a water moccasin in a net. (highly poisonous pit viper) I was rather proud of myself. It was a big snake!!! So...... I pulled it out of the net and took it to show my Dad. My Dad is scared of snakes the way I am about rats.(snakes have never bothered me) He grabbed me and threw me one way and grabbed that snake by the tail. He started swinging it over his head like it was a lasso and threw it as far as he could. I was pissed!! I caught that snake!!! He told me that it could have bit me. I asked him why it would bite me when he was the one that made it mad. I don't know why I remembered that today. But I have a smile from ear to ear right now.
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| A dogs nightmare | Re: A childhood memory
He was afraid of snakes and still picked one up and saved you!! He loved you!! My mom would have run the other way and maybe remember to grab my hand to bring me with her but maybe not. I have a happy childhood memories of a tiny little creek that used to run behind my babysitters trailer. All of the kids used to go play back there, it had a little hill that used to be a train track, but it was torn down. I can remember everything being so green. Catching crawdads and making mud pies. Oh to be a kid again!!
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| When I walk nakid, my nuts swing in the breeze Join Date: Dec 2004
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| Re: A childhood memory Quote:
And yeah, he loves me even though I don't deserve it sometimes.
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| cannot get away | Re: A childhood memory
Snakes are my biggest fear !!!! It would have been every man for itself....One time in Texas [the kids were 3 and 4] there was a snake across our porch and my brother inlaw said something about it and me and the kids went outside to look and it started to move and I lost it I ran in the house locking the door about a minute later my inlaw said uumm you locked the kids outside...OOPPPSSS my bad I just freak out...Another time We lived in the country and there was a snake in the tree that was over our porch so I would not leave the house ..I had quit smoking and had not had a cig in 5 months well I was so upset by this snake I made called my sister and made her go get me a pack of smokes and throw them to me through my bedroom window...So unlike your dad I have to say ..Every man for themselfs !!!!
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| When I walk nakid, my nuts swing in the breeze Join Date: Dec 2004
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| Re: A childhood memory Actually, they are in a trash can outside my house. My cat likes to bring them to me without heads. Hence the name Ozzy. I'm thinking about boxing him up and sending him to Will. They can collaborate on ways to torture me.
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| Lusting Over Leelee | Re: A childhood memory Quote:
As for the help in torturing you...believe me, I need no help in that department. You may think it all fun and games, but I truly do despise you, with a passion, and I have already thought of your horrible, prolonged and painful death many, many times, so help ain't needed. However, in trying to maintain a level of humour and not prove Max right..... Maybe the worst kind of death would be to lock you in a very small room, with a certain twat from TN, tell you of your health problems and how you didn't understand what your oncologist had said, (basically wind her up and watch her go), and then she could talk you to death with all her unwanted medical advice. | |
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