Hiding.What is Kelly doing back there?!
Ever see a wild turkey masturbate?What is Kelly doing back there?!
No, but you’d better have a link/video!Ever see a wild turkey masturbate?
I don’t. But they do.No, but you’d better have a link/video!
I’ve never even masturbated after drinking Wild Turkey.Ever see a wild turkey masturbate?
Can’t say that I have either. But honestly can’t say I haven’t. Us central-southern Kentucky boys have probably done it on most Farmall Super C’s and H’s in the middle of July. Again, not sure, but it’s possible.I’ve never even masturbated after drinking Wild Turkey.
My Dad had one of those side-mount tractors, a ‘52 model spray painted red and no other ID.Can’t say that I have either. But honestly can’t say I haven’t. Us central-southern Kentucky boys have probably done it on most Farmall Super C’s and H’s in the middle of July. Again, not sure, but it’s possible.
My dad had a super A. No power steering and manual (no hydraulic) lift. Still miss plowing tobacco with that tractor. Hand crank to boot. I miss those days.My Dad had one of those side-mount tractors, a ‘52 model spray painted red and no other ID.
The plastic/rubber was 90 percent broken off the steering wheel, and it had no power steering. So by age 10, I wore heavy leather gloves to steer that biatch!
God that takes me back!!
F@&k I’ve been out old-timered!Hand crank to boot.
Now you would have to be from the most south central part of Kentucky to say that and you have my applause.Can’t say that I have either. But honestly can’t say I haven’t. Us central-southern Kentucky boys have probably done it on most Farmall Super C’s and H’s in the middle of July. Again, not sure, but it’s possible.
You got me , unless you want to talk pegs.F@&k I’ve been out old-timered!
Hmmm.
Two wet years in the 70’s, I rode an old, altered, formerly horse-drawn setter, rigged to pull behind a tractor, setting 20 inch tall plants!!
Beat that old-timer ish!!
Can’t get more south central than here, else you’re a vol.Now you would have to be from the most south central part of Kentucky to say that and you have my applause.
O was a good fit but LSU thinks they should be Bama every year. They likely would have reloaded and competed very 3-5 years or so…especially w the 13 team playoff coming.Honest question because I don’t follow LSU at all: When coach O took over for Les Miles, was all the talent that won the title in place already? If not, which players was O solely responsible for bringing in?
I know they had a couple down years, but I cannot believe anybody in that athletic department or fanbase thought Kelly was a good hire. The guy couldn’t win when he was gifted multiple trips to the CFP due to a weak schedule. And he just doesn’t fit in down south at all. Really a head scratcher. Loved me some coach O!
I've reset more tobacco than I want to talk about.You got me , unless you want to talk pegs.
Nothing worse than painting a tobacco barn metal roof in the middle of the Summer….I've reset more tobacco than I want to talk about.
We had one of those setters, too. It was made by Bemis, and you could set some mighty big plants with it.F@&k I’ve been out old-timered!
Hmmm.
Two wet years in the 70’s, I rode an old, altered, formerly horse-drawn setter, rigged to pull behind a tractor, setting 20 inch tall plants!!
Beat that old-timer ish!!
I never pegged with a line, but pegged plants to reset tobacco.You got me , unless you want to talk pegs.
Hmmm.Nothing worse than painting a tobacco barn metal roof in the middle of the Summer….
(or possibly the middle-of-the-barn hay stacker)
Go Cats!
His best imitation of Jim Harbaugh on another overnight recruiting in-home?What is Kelly doing back there?!
WTAF?Can’t say that I have either. But honestly can’t say I haven’t. Us central-southern Kentucky boys have probably done it on most Farmall Super C’s and H’s in the middle of July. Again, not sure, but it’s possible.
What’s all this fuss about master basting a turkey?I’ve never even masturbated after drinking Wild Turkey.
Yes there is something worse. Top tier pole on a 100 degree August/September day with a red wasp nest and 4 black widow spiders in your face.Nothing worse than painting a tobacco barn metal roof in the middle of the Summer….
(or possibly the middle-of-the-barn hay stacker)
Go Cats!
Actually I’ll go one worse. Second man in a three tier barn in 100 degrees temperature and the top man hasn’t had a bath in a month. That’s some septic sweat raining down.Yes there is something worse. Top tier pole on a 100 degree August/September day with a red wasp nest and 4 black widow spiders in your face.
And it was a smooth transition, don’t you think?Only on Rafters can a thread go from Kelly, to Turkey masturbation, to farm implements almost seamlessly.
OK. You win. Been there and done that. You never know if that brown water dripping on you is backer juice, backer stained sweat, or sweat from that brown stripe in those old bibs.Actually I’ll go one worse. Second man in a three tier barn in 100 degrees temperature and the top man hasn’t had a bath in a month. That’s some septic sweat raining down.
Yay 🤮OK. You win. Been there and done that. You never know if that brown water dripping on you is backer juice, backer stained sweat, or sweat from that brown stripe in those old bibs.
You win, sir. You win.
That’s a negative @Caveman Catfan the pattern is full 🍺
......And "pegging" which has a whole different meaning from this thread in today's lexicon.Only on Rafters can a thread go from Kelly, to Turkey masturbation, to farm implements almost seamlessly.
I can remember my GD plowing with two mules. He was also a coon Hunter dog trader. He died in 1975 at 78 years old. I went out in his yard he had 26 coon hounds tied up in his lot! My uncles said he would go to court days and trade his dogs come home with a few hundred dollars and trade back for his dogs.F@&k I’ve been out old-timered!
Hmmm.
Two wet years in the 70’s, I rode an old, altered, formerly horse-drawn setter, rigged to pull behind a tractor, setting 20 inch tall plants!!
Beat that old-timer ish!!
I think I know youI can remember my GD plowing with two mules. He was also a coon Hunter dog trader. He died in 1975 at 78 years old. I went out in his yard he had 26 coon hounds tied up in his lot! My uncles said he would go to court days and trade his dogs come home with a few hundred dollars and trade back for his dogs.