Member Bio's

[DarqMan]

Huh? My story? Okay. It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin' on the porch with my family, singin' and dancin' down in Mississippi...

And what was your dogs name?

[DarqMan]

Regarding the post topic, I like the idea.

[NePaSmoKer]

Huh? My story? Okay. It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin' on the porch with my family, singin' and dancin' down in Mississippi...

And what was your dogs name?

$#^t head

:D

[DarqMan]

Huh? My story? Okay. It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin' on the porch with my family, singin' and dancin' down in Mississippi...

And what was your dogs name?

$#^t head

:D

Exactly... LOL

[ArnieM]

That's my cat's name too.

[SouthernSmoked]

Huh? My story? Okay. It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin' on the porch with my family, singin' and dancin' down in Mississippi...

Dang Hal, that sounds a lot like my story but it wasn't the Mississippi but the Ohio River. We were so poor I can remember Mom one Christmas when I was ten, since being the Oldest, she reminding me that she didn't have much money and asked me to sacrificed for the younger three. I told he that I understood and all I would like was something to wear and something to play with.

So Christmas morning came and I received a pair of jeans with holes cut in the pockets.

[BuyLowSellHigh]

 ;D

My old HS coach used to admonishingly refer to the game of "pocket pool".

[classicrockgriller]

Huh? My story? Okay. It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin' on the porch with my family, singin' and dancin' down in Mississippi...

Dang Hal, that sounds a lot like my story but it wasn't the Mississippi but the Ohio River. We were so poor I can remember Mom one Christmas when I was ten, since being the Oldest, she reminding me that she didn't have much money and asked me to sacrificed for the younger three. I told he that I understood and all I would like was something to wear and something to play with.

So Christmas morning came and I received a pair of jeans with holes cut in the pockets.

If I had the jeans that I had to wear as a kid with all the holes in them today, I'd be the kewlest kid in school.

Like SS, the ones with holes in the pocket were my favorite. ;D