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The last post is the WINNER!

JustGeorge

Imperfect
Staff member
Premium Member
When I was a younger man, these types of boots (remember, I was once a cobbler) had a very specific, action-packed name. I wonder if it's still in use?
We need a cobbler around here... winter's approaching, and two favored pairs of boots have problems.

My mom called my boots 'hooker boots', and she helped me pick out my first pair as a teen. I'm 40 now, and I've been replacing/repairing something like those ever since.
 

Kathryn

It was on fire when I laid down on it.
Favored quote from childhood:

"He'll be wearing three shoes; two on his feet, and one in his ***."
My favorite quote from childhood is this one:

"I brought you into this world, I can take you out."

Also,

"Go pick a switch. You don't want me to do it." Oh, and:

"I will slap you into next week."
 

ChristineM

"Be strong", I whispered to my coffee.
Premium Member
Very civilised. Moreso than my crazy parents.

Very laid back hippies for parents, there wasn't much i couldn't get away with so long as it was legal and didn't hurt anyone. Trailing mud through the house wasn't allowed, (that included dad who was a farmer)
 

Kathryn

It was on fire when I laid down on it.
Very laid back hippies for parents, there wasn't much i couldn't get away with so long as it was legal and didn't hurt anyone. Trailing mud through the house wasn't allowed, (that included dad who was a farmer)
Hey my parents were hippies too, but they were the John Denver/Carpenters/Joan Baez kind. We always had really cool people in our house.

TRUE STORY TIME:
When I actually started my period, my mom had a beautiful and very glamorous African American friend over. I remember that she wore a lot of orange and that she had on a head scarf and big golden hoop earrings on as well. Anyway, my mom told her (of course, which mortified me) and I remember that we all drank some tea and that my mom's friend kept saying that I was "a woman now."
 

ChristineM

"Be strong", I whispered to my coffee.
Premium Member
Yawning more than focusing on my tablet, to me that's a sign that I'm in need of some sleep.


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Goodnight
 

Wirey

Fartist
We need a cobbler around here... winter's approaching, and two favored pairs of boots have problems.

My mom called my boots 'hooker boots', and she helped me pick out my first pair as a teen. I'm 40 now, and I've been replacing/repairing something like those ever since.
Hooker boots is close to what we called them. It was closer to "Duck Tree Boots".
 

JustGeorge

Imperfect
Staff member
Premium Member
Hooker boots is close to what we called them. It was closer to "Duck Tree Boots".
I've had a few people make the mistake that my boots were of the duck tree variety.

I've found said boot to the groin area is an easy way to correct those misconceptions.

I'm really not as much fun as I look.
 
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