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LOL!!! Clogs are for tourists to purchase and hang on their wall, like the English hang horse brasses:/
Kitch at its worst
:rofl:
LOL!!! Clogs are for tourists to purchase and hang on their wall, like the English hang horse brasses:/
Kitch at its worst
We just make lotsa beer and cheese
The boots our military man and woman are wearing today are made in China. Go figure.When my parents lived in Germany I would take any shoes that needed repair when I went to visit because the guy they went to there did such a good job.
The local military exchanges don't even have shoe repair shops anymore.
The boots our military man and woman are wearing today are made in China. Go figure.
Countryclubjoe
For me the Antonym is a woman with a multitude of tats and piercings all over.
The boots our military man and woman are wearing today are made in China.
The boots our military man and woman are wearing today are made in China. Go figure.
Countryclubjoe
Vintage things that have disappeared....Manners, apparently, as I rarely see them anymore.
Does she have the unicorn tattoo on one of them that now looks like a giraffe with a big horn?
And bratwurst?
It seems back in the day, that people weren't quite so 'touchy-feely' or maybe it's just me. It seems like everyone wants to hug and kiss these days.
In New England, we're not touchy-feely by nature. The hugging and kissing of casual acquaintances just isn't done by anyone who was raised here -- the easiest way to tell an outastater is when they try to hug you upon being introduced. My grandparents were married for forty-six years and I never even saw them as much as hold hands in public.
LOL!!! Clogs are for tourists to purchase and hang on their wall, like the English hang horse brasses:/
Kitch at its worst
Countryclubjoe wrote: "I waited for a couple ladies to climb the steps at my local diner today, I held the door open for them to enter the diner.
They simply walked past me as if I was there hired DOOR MAN."
That has happened to me, too.
They say nothing — but I say to them, "You're welcome," loud enough for everyone around to hear.
Often they look back and belatedly reply, "Oh. . .yes. . .thank you."
I just chuckle at their bad manners — and then get on with my life.
In looking back at earlier posts I just noticed:
I think that is a case of role reversal because in the past men were allowed to force hugs and kisses on women but today they would be sued for sexual harassment. Today women are allowed touch men and call them things that would get a guy sued. I see a lot more of it in the South. I would be taking a trip out the door by way of HR if I called a young lady Sweetie or Honey but women are quite often allowed to call men by those terms.
In New England, we're not touchy-feely by nature. The hugging and kissing of casual acquaintances just isn't done by anyone who was raised here -- the easiest way to tell an outastater is when they try to hug you upon being introduced. My grandparents were married for forty-six years and I never even saw them as much as hold hands in public.