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Originally Posted by scootebaby
am i the only perv in here or does everyone else just have enough adulthoodness in them NOT to bring attentiont to it?? i bout choked on my coke when i read it--granted i visualize a lot of what i read sooooooooooo 
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And you call me a freak? Geesh baby... gettin' all excited over a typo
Good evening everyone...soooooo glad it's Friday.
I'm pooped...but luckily it's cooling off so I don't mind making dinner. The Rooster requested meatloaf, mashed potatoes, homemade gravy, corn on the cob and steamed broccoli. (He loves broccoli...seriously).
Dessert? Hmmmmm....any requests? I know my sweetie would vote for something chocolate for sure...
Welcome AtLast
....your percolator question made me smile.
Way back about 100 years ago I was bartending at a tiny, rough little bar in the middle of Wyoming. Lots of ranchers, some miners....tough place. I'd start work about 5 p.m. and first thing I did was to put an ancient percolator on, no matter the weather. Seems a couple of the old ranchers had land spread all over the place...and they'd stop at the bar on the way to do their last drive around before heading home. Several would order "a cup, a cow and a calf."
The cup....percolated coffee, so strong you poured it out and cut it off.
The cow...a fifth of whatever they drank (usually Jack Daniels).
The calf...a pint of the same...that was for the drive home.
Yea...they were some tough guys...and I'd hate to see their livers.
