LBrandt
★★★★★ Legendary Member
Guess I am just like my dad was. Bumped my arm on door frame somehow when throwing some flower trimings out the back door. A couple min. later when walking down the hall felt something warm on my fingers. Blood dripping off and my forearm looked like I had been mauled by a grizz. dammed onion skin. I remember my dad working on tractors and stuff on the farm in his later years , at the end of the day he would look like he needed a blood transfusion, guess I am the same way. Get done what you want to do while your young cause old age and retirement aint what its cracked up to be. Worked hard so I can do what I want then the old body says you want to bet. ;:;banghead;:;banghead;:;banghead;:;banghead;:;banghead Rant over. LB