May need to fly back to Cuba just to restock this farm rolled goodness.
Sure hope it tastes good because it's uglier than a barrel full of a**holes.
@kckasper They may have been been stored in his a**hole... not that they needed to be smuggled but were not here to judge what gets one's rocks off... Oh wait, YES WE ARE!!! Hehehe
Good evening everyone! QyH Brevas with a RRG&C. Today was Valentina's last day of school, she got promoted from Kindergarten to 1st Grade. She was so proud.
Rancho Real Torp fired up. Yeah, I never heard of them either. Gifted by nephew Rob who picked them up in the DR while on vacation. He is not a BOTL. Rough looking cigar, easy draw, but not much smoke. Some cedar, trying to smoke through the first third. Might be ready for the canal shortly.
Good evening everyone! Mac Cafe HP with a RRG&C. 75th Anniversary of the D-Day landings. Dad and Uncle Mickey both there, 2nd wave at Omaha, which is probably why they survived Uncles Charlie (the "C" in KC) and Steve in the Navy in the Pacific. They were truly "The Greatest Generation".
Even today, in my mind's eye, going back to the mid 50's, I can see the four photos on top of Grandma and Grandpa Kasper's piano. Their 4 oldest boys in uniform, taken right before they all went overseas. The Armed Services took the photos and sent them to parents in the event their boys didn't come back. Dad and Uncle Mickey in their Army uniforms on the left, and Uncle Charlie and Uncle Steve in their Navy Blues on the right.
Even today, in my mind's eye, going back to the mid 50's, I can see the four photos on top of Grandma and Grandpa Kasper's piano. Their 4 oldest boys in uniform, taken right before they all went overseas. The Armed Services took the photos and sent them to parents in the event their boys didn't come back. Dad and Uncle Mickey in their Army uniforms on the left, and Uncle Charlie and Uncle Steve in their Navy Blues on the right.
My grandparents house was headquarters for what my dad called the war widows - all my mom’ s friends with their new babies used to gather there. Included my big brother - the first born. Pop’s letters to mom were addressed simply “somewhere in the South Pacific”. Ended up on Okinawa waiting on the invasion of Japan. A petroleum engineer running pipe lines pumping aviation fuel from the tankers to airfields.
Been rehabbing from thumb surgery and both sons were/are relocating. Never been so frustrated and aggravated recovering from surgery. Like wearing a sock on one hand and hitting the other thumb with a hammer - the one doing all the thumb work needs surgical correction too.
Been rehabbing from thumb surgery and both sons were/are relocating. Never been so frustrated and aggravated recovering from surgery. Like wearing a sock on one hand and hitting the other thumb with a hammer - the one doing all the thumb work needs surgical correction too.
Been rehabbing from thumb surgery and both sons were/are relocating. Never been so frustrated and aggravated recovering from surgery. Like wearing a sock on one hand and hitting the other thumb with a hammer - the one doing all the thumb work needs surgical correction too.
Good luck cb.....those really hurt......make sure they don't recommend surgery and replace them with a Monkey toe......heard it's hard to open a car door.....just saying.....God bless cb....🐒
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