Re: Re: Thanks for the chuckle Kirk

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I'm glad I put a smile on your face! By the way, the few girls who I did

hang out with sound like you...they used to cross the river & fish with us a

lot, ride motorcycles..etc. One (Her name was Carol) who was 2 years older

than me and lived a few doors up was actually a pretty damn tough fighter. I

saw her when she was 16-18 beat the snot out of a few guys. She had quick

hands and a hard head...and she could get about as mean as one can get. She

stood about 5'6 " and maybe weighed 140 but mangled a guy who was at least 6'

tall and close to 210 lbs. I would have never believed it if I didn't

witness the whole damn thing. The stupi SOB walked up to her and dared her

to hit him...well she hit him with a barrage of shots (real fluiid

combinations) and got him on the ground and kept on whaling on him. Needless

to say he was quite embarrassed and will get real mad to this day whenever

anyone brings it up. I wrestled with this guy, hey wasn't a stud by any

means but he was far from a slouch. To this day I still occasionally hear

about her getting into fights every now and than. Too bad they didn't have

woman's boxing back then, as I've seen the woman boxers, and feel confident

this girl would have been able to make some waves in that sport. She used to

crack us up all of the time as she was always into some kind of

trouble...with the best time being when she stole her brothers dirt bike

(Motorcycle) and was chased by the cops for hours and hours until she ran

out of gas. When I asked her why she didn't just take off into the woods she

told me she was having too much fun " playing " with the cops! She was by far

the biggest " Tom Boy " I ever met, and I knew quite a few.

Just to let you know, I know exactly where you're coming from. My wife

used to be like that to a degree, but as my luck would have it no longer has

interest in much of what we used to do together. From fishing to hiking to

riding quads (although I can't really do that either....I kept an old beater

to teach my boys how to ride) and shooting pool...among other things.

Adios, Kirk

>

> LOL. You're not the first person to ask me that but probably the

> first to make me laugh at the question, thank you.

>

> I've got to be honest, it's painful at times but that's what

> painkillers are for, right?

>

> You're gonna love this one too. Growing up, Dad called me his either

> his daughter or his son Ellen. I was a bit of a tomboy,

> climbing trees a little too high, tried to play little league until

> they came right out and said " no girls " (that was heart breaking),

> Dad's assistant Dog Obedience Trainer, Search a Rescue place victim,

> dog obedience demonstration team member...you get the idea. Honey,

> I've had everything from dogs peeing on me to those damned drop/kick

> chuachuas biting my ankles (that's as high as they can get). The

> good news about those little bites, the discomfort doesn't last long

> at all.

>

> My husband says I'm more boy than he is (it's a joke of ocurse).

>

> So now you want to know how I work? Prednisone, lots of painkillers

> and a mindset that says " F***k 'em all! " Of couse I didn't tell you

> what happens when I get out of work. Oh, also I only work 15 to 20

> per week, that helps too.

>

> Gotta go get ready and take pills. Have a good day honey, hug the

> family for me.

>

> Take care and be well.

>

> Ellen

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