Did you cook those dinner rolls in the picture? They look good enough to fight over, but not to the death. I'm kind of glad that we live in the poorest county in Wisconsin. Already being poor makes the economic pains seem not quite so agonizing.
Those dinner rolls look yummy to me! Makes me hungry. Have to admit that I have no idea what you're talking about with the Michigan thing...many things go right over my head. Good to hear from you Miss Molly - how's things?? Oh and I ride in my capris all the time too...so thankful that horses have no fashion sense!
I didn't mean to be confusing, my good buddy. Click on the link in the post for the story of a killing over a dinner roll. Those rolls do look pretty good.
Obviously that argument was the last straw...or maybe the last roll. Seriously though, I am hearing so many of these types of stories, everyone is right on the edge.
I've ridden horses most of my life and only find true happiness with like-minded friends. I play cello, but very badly. I swear like a sailor, thanks to my Mother. I can belch disgustingly. I still seem to be living through these hot-flashes and have my Obama sticker on my bumper.
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Did you cook those dinner rolls in the picture? They look good enough to fight over, but not to the death. I'm kind of glad that we live in the poorest county in Wisconsin. Already being poor makes the economic pains seem not quite so agonizing.
Those dinner rolls look yummy to me! Makes me hungry. Have to admit that I have no idea what you're talking about with the Michigan thing...many things go right over my head.
Good to hear from you Miss Molly - how's things??
Oh and I ride in my capris all the time too...so thankful that horses have no fashion sense!
I didn't mean to be confusing, my good buddy. Click on the link in the post for the story of a killing over a dinner roll.
Those rolls do look pretty good.
I hadn't heard about that. How sad. But I'll bet there was more going on than a dinner roll.
Then again.... it might have been over a dinner roll.
Obviously that argument was the last straw...or maybe the last roll. Seriously though, I am hearing so many of these types of stories, everyone is right on the edge.
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