Discussion in 'The Smoking Lounge' started by fishnbanjo, Apr 19, 2013.
Tick, tick, tick, check the drag on that reel, here he goes.....
That must be what my a** looked like when I was a kid, living in Nebraska. My Dad was always asking me, "Whatayagot... a corn cob up your butt? Get movin." Must have been about 6 years old then.
Where did you live in Nebraskà? I used to live in Fairbury.
and cobs are americana to the max.....
Yada yada yada - just picked up two cobs on ebay and cannot wait to post the pix of my new acquisitions. Plus I scored an ole timey pipe rack with amber glass baccy jar at lunch today for 8USD. Good start for the weekend.
I should come to your house, I bet all those pipes, guns, and rods would be even more impressive in person. Of course I might have to make use of one of your basket pipes while we're hanging out.
Seriously though nice looking cobs.
Now that sir.. is one fine lookin bushel of corn!
(I just crack myself up! )
The next inhabitant of the basket is a poser, I hate that, i.e. it's a rock cob by ********* which was sent as a hate package and looking at it I'm pretty sure I'm going to hate it along with the tobacco it's pictured with which is dreadful, there was also a second stem and bit for the pipe which I forgot intentionally left downstairs because I knew you'd hate that too, included was a sample pack of some cr@ppy tobacco I'll probably hate as well, I hate you people.
Lived in Monroe as a kid (K-2), my dad worked in Lindsey. Moved to Newman Grove for awhile (rented a farm house just north of it) and my mom worked in a cheese factory there. They split and we lived in Albion for a year. Then it was back to South Dakota with my mom until I was 19.