11-17-2010, 09:35 PM
I went outside a few min. ago to get some "hay" in the barn and noticed the wind was really whipping around and bouncing a bucket across the wall. The moon is like 3⁄4 full and the clouds they are just passing by the moon at breakneck speed.
Making my way to the barn I noticed the one goddamn spot on the fence that I did not secure was flapping in the breeze like last nights meat curtains. I walks over and try to set it straight and the fucking thing flys off and lands then slides halfway across the lawn.
Grabbing a hammer I had hanging from a hook on a post I whacked a few pieces out of the section and made a tee-pee on the two posts that were still standing.
With that behind me I proceeded to finish my "hay" gathering. On a hook the sack hung and I noticed a bunch of stuff from the damn sack all over the floor beams dropping between the cracks and blowing all over. I tied a knot in it, grabbed my handfull and went back through the bulkhead doorway.
Inside it was a helluva lot warmer and am off to watch "The Last man" some 1940ish movie from netfix that has I think Orson Wells in it when he was not such a non-taxed fatty.
I hope that mouse is giggling in the mouse-trap I set for the "hay" stealing fuck.
Fuck you Duchess...................:B
Making my way to the barn I noticed the one goddamn spot on the fence that I did not secure was flapping in the breeze like last nights meat curtains. I walks over and try to set it straight and the fucking thing flys off and lands then slides halfway across the lawn.
Grabbing a hammer I had hanging from a hook on a post I whacked a few pieces out of the section and made a tee-pee on the two posts that were still standing.
With that behind me I proceeded to finish my "hay" gathering. On a hook the sack hung and I noticed a bunch of stuff from the damn sack all over the floor beams dropping between the cracks and blowing all over. I tied a knot in it, grabbed my handfull and went back through the bulkhead doorway.
Inside it was a helluva lot warmer and am off to watch "The Last man" some 1940ish movie from netfix that has I think Orson Wells in it when he was not such a non-taxed fatty.
I hope that mouse is giggling in the mouse-trap I set for the "hay" stealing fuck.
Fuck you Duchess...................:B