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Bradley's Back! Our Ayatollah of Rock-N-Rolla! What's shaking Brad? You and Ser Frog been hidin in the back o the barn sippin corn squeezins agin? Stinkbutts! Never a thought to share with me 'n Misty 'n the rest of our Pirate Pals neither! Irish would have been plenty peed off LetMeTellYa! Ser Bradley O the Barley Barrel!
Sick as a dog, hows you been Mr Nash
Gold medals aren't really made of gold. They're made of sweat, determination, and a hard-to-find alloy called guts.
Just got back from visits to two different tax offices here on the island. Talk about mixed directives - One dude says we don't owe nuttin! One says we owe MAYBE $4,000 or $1,200 or nuttin. One LADY, who seemed to have a grip, sez. You will owe about $4,000 SOMEDAY, but maybe NEVER because the local govt. is in a Big donnybrook with the Dutch govt. and everything is gonna change. So I have to write a letter protesting the Dutch property assessment, much the same as every other home owner on the island, and wait maybe 10-20 years for a ruling, at which time we will protest some more. This is gonna be fun. Just bitch, bitch, bitch, and do everything but call them names. Me likey, and can do this. Ugly American they call me .......... well, I haven't even started to Get Tore In on their Stinkbutts!
Hope you feel better Ser Eye of the Hawk. What you got? I hope it that sheet my Son and Grandson have. That's Nastiness with a capital sheet. Get well. We need ya to help keep the Herons away from our FrogMan's pond. I seed 'em circlin'.
I feel the need to spread some seed in the guise of green arrows. So gather round boys and girls.
This post was edited by Nashnole 15 months ago
I am here, Walls
All out be back at 1
Caught back up. Saw DerHawkeye's bro under the ocean today. A one-eyed octopusseye.
Well, how do you Iowans, like your fish prepared?
I went to a tiny house about 3 blocks off what passes for a main drag here, a place that only serves lunch, and only has one dish each day. Don't want what they got? Well head out! Today's selection was Billy Goat Gruff Stew, Mocco Rice (had kidney or navy beans, chunks o beast, onions, ans was the color of old brown shoue - delicious! Fried Plantains (giant bananas) all for $8.50. Fred Flintstone size proportions. They said it was best with beer. Well, Uncle Nash ain't allowed any adult beverages. On account of his liver is his sworn enemy, and he's also a diabeetobutt! Howeva, as the mean wife was shopping foe even more island crap made in asialand somewhere, me 'n Koos had a pint size Polar Beah. The stew was tender, the rice mixture was a delicio dish, and the Plantains were perfect. I hadn't had a beer in over 13 years, and that turned out to be best of all. I thought of our own Froggie for some reason. Had to eats some mints to keep the wife from getting wise.
I like my fish anyway but rare
Well... you little sneak. Way to go. That's a long time to go without a beer.
I took a couple weeks off last month. It didn't kill me but I started to read up on my micro brews. I gave up giving up, so as my bride says all is right with the world again.
Before there was space or time there was rock and roll.
Here are some green ones.
Caught up the page. Don't know how many I have left, but perhaps a few. Git some!
Oh why not
Let's roll I got a ton
Looks like I committed a terrible sin last night. When I woke up this morning, the wife was ready with a cup of coffee, and her tight-lipped, stern face. UH-OH, I'm thinkin' I must have farted really loud or snored or something.
"Who's Martha!" She asked me.
"Who?" I ask, playing dumb (not too hard without coffee).
"You called out her name - TWICE - in yer sleep.
Now After a life of sin and debauchery, Uncle Nash is nothing if not fast on his feet when encountering cops in any form.
"Oh. COUSIN Martha (nary sech a person - as family anyway) we used to play hide-and-go-seek up on the farm in Georgia. You, see, a bunch of us .............
"A COUSIN!" Says the wife.
"Yeah, she was fat and had pimples, but smart". Sez I. This got me off the hook. Maybe.
Martha, a rather pretty strawberry blond,was my first real GF, and while I was a good Catholic Altar Boy, red sash and all, we were "lovers" of an innocent kinda sort. We hugged and kissed - she taught me what "frenchy kissing" was; and after a while, when a certain appendage began to straighten during our encounters, she asked to see what was hurting me. I showed her, and she choked him until he turned very red and made a mess. She ran away after that. I thought I had really made her mad. However, we went to the Skate-O-Rama, and this time she was prepared with a washcloth. That all happened almost 50 years ago. I barely escaped THIS TIME!
Woke up, caught up. Stood up. Time for Tony Tiger flakes.
Starting to work page 148
maybe one more
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