I know I’m not included in that list, I’m a nice frigging guy. Right? Say it, say it now damn it, I’m a nice frigging person. Don’t make me persuade you with the sledgehammer … again.
Your prerogative, remind me again. But I’m a MAN baby, and men run stuff. At least that’s what I’ve always been told by other men. King of the Castle, men wear the pants, master of their domain … It’s all about the man baby!!!
Now where’s my kiss on the cheek, and no I’m not asking!!!
Kiss kiss hon, and I remind you of this also,that men like that can only wear the pants if their women make the pants/buys the pants, clean them and put them in a simple easy to find spot for their men.
Dear heavens man you do belong on this thread I seem to be reminding you quite a bit
What have you been up to anyway, Mas, man-of-mystery…? Pm me if any of what you’ve been doing might incrimminate you or something. I’ll even pm you back, promise.
Liar. You wouldn’t PM me back until next month, and you know it.
I’ve been up to my ears in mountains, rivers, and lakes. Solitude in nature. Nothing beats it … nothing. I do some occasional parenting, work when the school makes me. They are all hopped up on this Monday to Friday thing, really annoying having to follow a schedule … whatevs!!!
Other than that, hrmmm, errrrr, yeah that’s about it. I’m boring, nothing more to say.
Mas has “done gone up the holler”. That’s an Appalachian term for digging a cave, climbing in, and shoveling the entrance closed - or as close to it as possible. It’s these kind of activities that give rise to reported sightings of Big Foot, or of other strange animals making unintelligable sounds in the night and giving off undescribable odors. Hopefully, his daughter will keep him semi-civilized for a few more years.