That's....The HELL of it!! :twisted: BUUUUWAAAAH...okay, I'll admit it... I've been reaching for a COB!
Preach that cobspel Brother Aldecaker! :clap:And the Lord spaketh unto Pipestud, and said unto him, "Make thine pipe cob and thine caliber forty-five, and unto you and your issue shall flow fine white ash and one-shot stops, all the days of your lives". Amen.
Harris, I never said that. I'm not feline whupped like some of our poor members here. I'm inside all dadgum day working. So, I enjoy a peaceful sit on my patio on tolerable evenings, watching the birds fly by and the coastal growing in my back pasture (among the wild mesquite). I admit that I am usually sitting out there with my... uh, cob... and a cold drink while contemplating whether to haul out the tractor and mow that stuff as my wife has commanded. Usually, the cob and the drink win out until my wife makes her second appearance on the patio.pipestud, sitting outside in the 90 degree heat, say it ain't so. I thought you were a real Texan and smoked in his own home. Now I find out you can't smoke in your own house because of the little woman? The horror, the horror. - Harris