*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

[vehve]

Wisher, those look delicious. Brownie overload.

 

[sourland]

vehve - DO NOT TOUCH THE BROWNIES!

Wisher, all without nuts - fruit - powdered sugar - are my favorites. I just can't pick a favorite.

 

[Alaskan]

1. Brownies are magnificent with or without nuts, NO PEANUTBUTTER!!

2. As to sarcastic or not offensive 'how to manage your chickens' stuff....harmony would be achieved if everyone simply did Their chicken care the correct way, which is obviously my way. Simply ask your questions, I will tell you the only proper and good way to do it (my way), we will all agree, and harmony will reign!!!!


OK.....I am setting up my office down my the warm moat, sit yoruself down on the dock, and dangle your little feet in the water while you ask away!





P.S. I am in the airport........I laughed aloud when I saw the brownies.......the spouse didn't understand why I thought that brownies were funny.

 

[EmtheFishLady]

I don't understand why you think they are funny...brownies are very serious business.

 

[sourland]

Brownies are very serious. Kingdoms have been lost over brownie wars.

 

[eenie114]

So let's talk about the queen. More specifically, let's talk about how she just got stuck in her truck. In her driveway. With the keys. AND THE WINDOWS DOWN. Yet still needed me to text MFB so she could be rescued.

Um, we're willing to follow her into battle.... WHY??

 

[EmtheFishLady]

Let me clarify...I got stuck in TERRY'S truck....with my hands I can't get the handles to push in...and crawling through the windows is just asking for my clumsy self to break a neck. Every time I called him, it said "Call failed" and "Message failed." So...yeah...that happened.

Oh, and my loving, concerned husband just suggested all the crap I already tried instead of rescuing me...

 

[mississippifarmboy]

So let's talk about the queen. More specifically, let's talk about how she just got stuck in her truck. In her driveway. With the keys. AND THE WINDOWS DOWN. Yet still needed me to text MFB so she could be rescued.

Um, we're willing to follow her into battle.... WHY??

Yup.

The Queen borrowed my old Ford. Well, actually she very sweetly asked "does your truck have any gas in it?" Then she just sorta took it.

A little time passes.

I get a text from eenie.... Said Em is stuck in the truck.

OK. Stuck in the truck.

It's not four wheel drive so I figure, being the wonderful driver she is... she musta got stuck in a ditch. No mention of a wreck, so I figure she's ok, just needs me to come pull her out of the ditch. So after texting eenie back I text Em. She calls me a dirty word and text screams "Come get me out"!!!!

Short version;

She's not stuck in a ditch. She's sitting in the truck. In the yard. With the keys in the ignition. With the windows down. Maybe 35 feet from where I was sitting in the house. And she has eenie, who lives across the country text me to tell me she's stuck. She coulda texted me. She coulda called me on her phone. She could have just yelled for me.

Nope, too simple.

She can't open the truck door.

I love my wife.

 

[sourland]

Terry, don't even try to understand - it's all about acceptance. They are from another planet - what more can I say?

 

[EmtheFishLady]

Phone was about dead...and texting YOU was not working...