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to get off of the topic of whupping a grown boy that clearly wasn't raised right...

I am now waiting in town, acting as taxi service. Here is my view.
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I'm sorry :hugs:hugs:hugs Well I've been told right here on the byc that hawks red tails for sure weren't big enough to carry off a chicken . I guess we feed our hawks better than they do :confused:

Ah well Alaska Dude . isn't that kind of spelling snow with an A :lau

Chivalry isn't dead just spaced further than it used to be :hmm

:lau you go girl . I'm right behind you .Sometimes I apricate the pond more than others this is one . I paced the driveway for an hour the van was late with Ben no call :barnieno nothing. The normal driver is only doing mornings for a while . By the time they got here I was total wreck . Guess I should say why . Ben can make hell look like a picnic sometimes .When they are really late I worry something like that has happened . I told you about Sunday morning but not the afternoon . Ben and me take the trash to the convenient center every Sunday . After that we run errands . Mail to the post office gas for the truck . McDonalds or KFC . McDs is first .We're going down the road he taes my hand and starts gently scratching the palm . Then melts down grabs me . starts biting himself . Get stopped get lose get out and get him books from the tool box .Get him calmed down head out again make it two miles and he melts down again .Same deal stop calm him down . Head out again two more miles and again same thing . and head out again thinking just make it to mc'donalds and maybe that will do it . Almost there about two miles to go . I realized he isn't buckled up . When I say buckle up he really melts down because he has some how twisted the seat belt and can't get it buckled . Grabs me around the neck before I can get stopped . Not really screaming but something close . Took about thirty minutes to calm him down get the seat belt fixed . Worried the whole time he is going to melt down again and scared he will run out into traffic . Now don't go poor K this is my life I'm used to it And trained for it .We get to Mcdonalds get him his nuggets and fries and drink and he is laughing and smiling and changing stations on the radio every two seconds . Don't eat a single nugget or even a fry . From there we do what we went to do with another stop at KFC . But the drivers have never experienced his meltdowns . They are trained for it but if your not used to it. It can be very scary . When He is riding with someone else other than my son I just worry about him . So I come to chuckle and relax a little . Glad your here . Don't go getting all mushy neither .

One in a few billion, my friend... :hugs
 
I'm sorry :hugs:hugs:hugs Well I've been told right here on the byc that hawks red tails for sure weren't big enough to carry off a chicken . I guess we feed our hawks better than they do :confused:

Ah well Alaska Dude . isn't that kind of spelling snow with an A :lau

Chivalry isn't dead just spaced further than it used to be :hmm

:lau you go girl . I'm right behind you .Sometimes I apricate the pond more than others this is one . I paced the driveway for an hour the van was late with Ben no call :barnieno nothing. The normal driver is only doing mornings for a while . By the time they got here I was total wreck . Guess I should say why . Ben can make hell look like a picnic sometimes .When they are really late I worry something like that has happened . I told you about Sunday morning but not the afternoon . Ben and me take the trash to the convenient center every Sunday . After that we run errands . Mail to the post office gas for the truck . McDonalds or KFC . McDs is first .We're going down the road he taes my hand and starts gently scratching the palm . Then melts down grabs me . starts biting himself . Get stopped get lose get out and get him books from the tool box .Get him calmed down head out again make it two miles and he melts down again .Same deal stop calm him down . Head out again two more miles and again same thing . and head out again thinking just make it to mc'donalds and maybe that will do it . Almost there about two miles to go . I realized he isn't buckled up . When I say buckle up he really melts down because he has some how twisted the seat belt and can't get it buckled . Grabs me around the neck before I can get stopped . Not really screaming but something close . Took about thirty minutes to calm him down get the seat belt fixed . Worried the whole time he is going to melt down again and scared he will run out into traffic . Now don't go poor K this is my life I'm used to it And trained for it .We get to Mcdonalds get him his nuggets and fries and drink and he is laughing and smiling and changing stations on the radio every two seconds . Don't eat a single nugget or even a fry . From there we do what we went to do with another stop at KFC . But the drivers have never experienced his meltdowns . They are trained for it but if your not used to it. It can be very scary . When He is riding with someone else other than my son I just worry about him . So I come to chuckle and relax a little . Glad your here . Don't go getting all mushy neither .
:frowGlad you're here! Relax and have a chuckle or two with us! And maybe a glass of whine???;)
to get off of the topic of whupping a grown boy that clearly wasn't raised right...

I am now waiting in town, acting as taxi service. Here is my view.
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Gorgeous view!!!!!:love
 
What.
The.
Flock.
:eek: :th

That's exactly what I was thinking the entire time!

I'm sorry :hugs:hugs:hugs Well I've been told right here on the byc that hawks red tails for sure weren't big enough to carry off a chicken . I guess we feed our hawks better than they do :confused:

Ah well Alaska Dude . isn't that kind of spelling snow with an A :lau

Chivalry isn't dead just spaced further than it used to be :hmm

:lau you go girl . I'm right behind you .Sometimes I apricate the pond more than others this is one . I paced the driveway for an hour the van was late with Ben no call :barnieno nothing. The normal driver is only doing mornings for a while . By the time they got here I was total wreck . Guess I should say why . Ben can make hell look like a picnic sometimes .When they are really late I worry something like that has happened . I told you about Sunday morning but not the afternoon . Ben and me take the trash to the convenient center every Sunday . After that we run errands . Mail to the post office gas for the truck . McDonalds or KFC . McDs is first .We're going down the road he taes my hand and starts gently scratching the palm . Then melts down grabs me . starts biting himself . Get stopped get lose get out and get him books from the tool box .Get him calmed down head out again make it two miles and he melts down again .Same deal stop calm him down . Head out again two more miles and again same thing . and head out again thinking just make it to mc'donalds and maybe that will do it . Almost there about two miles to go . I realized he isn't buckled up . When I say buckle up he really melts down because he has some how twisted the seat belt and can't get it buckled . Grabs me around the neck before I can get stopped . Not really screaming but something close . Took about thirty minutes to calm him down get the seat belt fixed . Worried the whole time he is going to melt down again and scared he will run out into traffic . Now don't go poor K this is my life I'm used to it And trained for it .We get to Mcdonalds get him his nuggets and fries and drink and he is laughing and smiling and changing stations on the radio every two seconds . Don't eat a single nugget or even a fry . From there we do what we went to do with another stop at KFC . But the drivers have never experienced his meltdowns . They are trained for it but if your not used to it. It can be very scary . When He is riding with someone else other than my son I just worry about him . So I come to chuckle and relax a little . Glad your here . Don't go getting all mushy neither .

:hugs:hugs:hugs:hugs:hugs:hugs:hugs:hugs:hugs:hugs:hugs:hugs:hugs:hugs:hugs
 
picking up son from college. ...I had to send him back for his feed bucket...

he was using it as a prop for a speech. (hold an item that describes you) :barnie

Looks like he lost it!! Blast! I had him go with a nice one too! :he
:lauNow that might need some explaining . It could go a couple of ways :confused:
 

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