OfflineI read a post by James K that was so funny. I thought I would start a thread where we can share memories with each other.
Jims post:
Steve that reminds me of a story, when I was about 6-7 I used to spend some weekends on my uncle's farm about 40 miles out of the city.
One time he said Jimmy come and take a ride with me. So we drove alittle and then we stopped at a place and my uncle started putting bottle of water in the trunk. When he got back in the car, I said uncle Ray why did you come to get water is something wrong with your well.
He said no this is just uncle Ray's special water it's not for everyone esle.
I thought you would enjoy the story Steve
Post #2: My grand parents had a 120 acre farm that my brothers and I spent a lot of time on. He had a few rules, actually 2: dont shoot my blue birds and dont mess with my home brew. Well, we messed with both, but on day we were in the garden with our BB guns and a bird flew up on the wire...yep a blue bird. 
Perfect shot so we couldnt resist. We looked around an noone was there so we shot it. Granpa walked around the corner and we put our "angel faces" on. He walked up and said, "You boys know not to shoot my blue birds", but since we knew he didnt see us we were confused. Then we looked where he was looking, and the blue bird was still hanging on the wire, upside down and it finally fell as we all watched. Yep, the next stop was a meeting with Mr. Razor Strap. Oooooch!
Come on guys jump right in. You know who you are and it will be good to "clear your conscious". }-)
Steve
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Also on a farm, I once tried to spit on the electric fence(8yrs old?)but the spit was thick and droolled down my lip until it came in contact with the fence,made my teeth chatter. I never will forget that- Quite shocking.
Steve-my Grandfather use to make us go get our own switch, it better be a good one too.
Mike
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Thats funny Mike, kinda like the tongue to a frozen pole thing.
And, my grandpa did the same thing with the switches (and left the leaf bumps on). But if we were near the house he used the razor strap.
Steve
We seldom get what we want, but we will always get what we expect.
Speaking of home brew...
My father used to make home brew and my brother and I we were just old enough (about 6 & 7) to realize that he was up to something; we just weren't sure what. He had the 5 gallon glass jugs and the old 6oz Coke bottles on the side porch, in the old wooden case crates. He told us "Boys, don't mess with these Coke bottles. They'll have to be returned to get our deposit back". Remember those days??
One day we noticed that all of a sudden, the bottles were filled with little cork stoppers in them. Needless to say, we each took one and ran around the back of the house. We both opened them and took a swig. Yuk; we thought it was about the nastiest thing we had ever tasted! After pouring out the rest of the home brew, we weren't sure what to do with the evidence. It was decided to put them back in the wooden crate, but on the bottom.
Of course, when our father got home from work, he found them and knew who the culprits were. He knew it wasn't our sister and our younger brother was just a baby. We got the old "engineers" belt with the little metal brads all the way around it. This was worse than the switch because he swung it "open" and both the brads and buckle would get us!! Even this didn't deter us from misbehaving. We just became artful at being crafty and not getting caught!
John
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you would do such a thing.
Those were the good ole days were they. Oh, Ive got another short one about home brew. Granpa Guy used to put his brew up in the back stock room. Well one hot summer day we were there with Granny and all of a sudden a shot rang out, then another, and another etc. It scared the heck out of us but not Granny, she just casually said, "after putting up so much of that stuff, you would think Bertie (Granpa's name) could get it right." All his brew...just blew. If Granny had not vouched for us he would surely have spanked us. Big John, thanks for the memories.
Steve
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