Morning Rusty.
Heading to Murfreesboro to watch my grandson play baseball, hunting buddy wanted me to go turkey hunting, but, no, some fights aren't worth winning.Morning Tom.
Heading to Murfreesboro to watch my grandson play baseball, hunting buddy wanted me to go turkey hunting, but, no, some fights aren't worth winning.
Still raining here.
He's grumpy but improving. He's coughing like crazy but his oxygen is good. His headache is gone and his fever broke yesterday. I've gotten him to eat a couple small meals too.Scout, how is that mean ol' badger Ken doing?
"grumpy"....
I got your damn grumpy right here!
....Blah blah blah....
I aint ****** grumpy... I'm as sweet as a peach !
So... pretty much normal, huh?"grumpy"....
I got your damn grumpy right here!
Meals... in six days I have had; half a bowl of soup, yuck.
a very small KFC original chicken leg, a small amount of mashed taters.
this morning a poached egg and part of a pc of toast.
I aint ****** grumpy... I'm as sweet as a peach !
And how would you know that?I don't know about that peach. It liiks like Scout's rendition of Ken's junk!