Thanks, Mr R. Any gastrointestinal trauma I experience today is on you. So to speak I mean! So to speak!
I wasn’t privy to the existence of those lesser known works.
I’ll never be able to look at corn on the cob again!!!
Normal in old Kentucky as I recall.
So apparently Tuesday is toilet paper day https://www.gocomics.com/looseparts/2021/06/15?ct=v&cti=1625677
“… inconsiderate ne’er-do-wells …” – that does not sound like Laura Ingalls Wilder.
I thought that was her number two book.
That was my MORE REALISTIC name for that awful TV show, I had to flee screaming (in my head) every time it came on.
Oh, for those good old days of being “third on a cob”.
I can imagine what Laura Ingalls would use a corn cob for in such a place and such acoutrement, but, she being Laura Ingalls, I would have thought she only had use for the leaves…
They are NOT reusable!
I grab a lightly used one in those circumstances. Evidently in days of old they used a sponge on a stick, kept in a common bucket. We have progressed after all.
The original source of the word cornhole.
To be followed by “Little House on the Putrid.”
We had a saying about corn cobs back in the day: “Gets off all the new and some of the old.”
I am not ordering cobb salad for lunch today.
Just use the Sears catalog handing on the wire.
You’ll finally have to learn how to use the three seashells.
Hey! She said “all right” instead of “alright.” Good for her.
There were two buckets. A large one of red corn cobs and a small one of white corn cobs. The white were used to verify you did a proper job with the red ones.
If you think you have it rough… try reading Wilder’s ‘The Long Winter’, an accurate depiction of the winter of 1880-81. I did recently (after seeing a video about it on YouTube) and I’ll never bitch about anything again.