Old Habits Die Hard

Heh, I had to laugh.

Ten years ago I had a house that was built in the twenties and the only fucking bathroom in the joint was at the top of the stairs on the second floor.

The place had a wood fence and I would get lazy and take a piss off the back porch to save time and energy.

The G/F at the time used to throw fits about it buck fuck it, that is why God blessed me with outdoor plumbing.

Well now, the Wife and my Mother are both going have complete conniption fits but I have been miraculously been blessed with the same situation while neither one of them are here.

I was just in the kitchen trying to figure out what to make so my stomach quits growling like a tigers after a few missed hunts when I spotted their two dogs and put two and two together.

The dogs go out back to do their business, it is all fenced in, why not?

Yeah yeah, I know I am a crude sonofabitch but who the fuck will know, until I Blog
about it?

Now ya do and my bacon is cooking.
It ain’t like I do it every day fer Chrissakes.

Oh,I need to wash my hands now because I will be handling food, an old habit from when I was a fry cook right out of High School.

Many, many, years ago.

Short order cook actually.

BWAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA.

See ya’s.

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