Hey folks we had a slow Saturday. Our good friends Eric and Amanda came over for a visit. And Ol' Deloris got a new load of synthetic oil and a filter she sure revs now! And yes Moosegreen that is oil spilled on the floor. I would like to say that I have not had a drink since about Dec 27th and I am starting to come apart in the mind. I vowed to dry out for the whole month of January but I am not so sure I can make it. I would like to let everyone know that the riddlerama's are all the same riddle the clues will keep coming until someone solves it.
Greener's riddlerama: It can carry messages but also ruin mail.
8 comments:
I hate those ugly winter rims!
I know the answer!!!!! The CURRENT! Although some of the clues were pretty weak Chris. Bring on some more riddles. Miss you guys!!
Here's another Chris: Forward I am heavy, backward I am not.
Argh! I didn't know that you were actually taking a picture! I would have flashed you a million dollar smile had I known! (Actually, my smile is only worth about a hundred bucks. But oh well)
I know all about synthetic oil, Nozzle, yea yea yea. Nuc-man explained it to me over dinner. Did you know it last 2x longer than the other stuff? And you do not have to use a synthetic oil filter. You can use a regular fram. I have to remind you, your mother is not just another prety face!!!
Hey Nozz not just another pretty face and let me tell ya she don't waste any chocolate by smearing it on her arse and as usual Mr. Moose didn't like most of what she was eating as he complained about her food between bites. For the record none wanted to get out of nice warm vehicles and walk to Smelvins, so as what was previously blogged about the men being to old and tired to go dancing let the record show that any time previous that the Wastedone has been challenged by the wenches he has undeniably showed them where the bear shit in the buckwheat. PS; To all wenches " BRING IT ON "
OMG! Mrs Moose is no shrinking violet, but I fear she's transitioning to the dark side. Some go sort her out - First shovelling snow (blowing snow - still puzzling) and now she's on a synthetic oil campaign. God Save Mrs Moose!
Oh no Mrs. Sockit2me she isn't transitioning you just haven't begun, before you know it all that testosterone you live around will surely bring you over in time. I tell Woody all the time that I can't wait for her to be able to grow a beard and moustache like me because then she'll finally be able to enjoy the world through my eyes, surely every ones deepest desire.
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