We don't have really Jack Asses around here. We have burros which tend to be a little smaller. Originally brought by the Spaniards around 1600 they have done pretty well here. Place just up the road called Oatman that takes full advantage of the damn things. They have free run of the town and every business sells 'carrot bits' for the tourists to feed them
Here's a picture of my friend Bob Smith with the parking attendant outside the Oatman Hotel where we'd stopped for breakfast. It is right on Route 66.
Nobody would actually really call SJP horseface, would they? Besides, Dunstuff introduced himself to me AS SJP several years ago... Inside joke.
Ahhhh... gotcha cheif.
Those Jokes no one else can laugh at. Real Rib Splitters those ones are. NOT.
Also glad I can call you cheif, without protestors showing up on my Hive doorstep in this upside down world.
Glad You are an old school biker who gets it.
Now I get it.
Got it.?
Good...
I am not a Jack Ass.... lol
Meh. It was funny at the time, guaranteed.
We don't have really Jack Asses around here. We have burros which tend to be a little smaller. Originally brought by the Spaniards around 1600 they have done pretty well here. Place just up the road called Oatman that takes full advantage of the damn things. They have free run of the town and every business sells 'carrot bits' for the tourists to feed them
Here's a picture of my friend Bob Smith with the parking attendant outside the Oatman Hotel where we'd stopped for breakfast. It is right on Route 66.