Church bake sale. told a lady clerk that once. She said she loves bake sales"where is this sale?"
Told her I wasn't sure
Now I use the homemade beer,wine thing.
Strange Looks.... or worse?
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Ní uasal aon uasal ach sinne bheith íseal: Éirímis.(Séamas Ó Lorcáin)
The great appear great because we are on our knees: Let us rise.(Big Jim Larkin)
The great appear great because we are on our knees: Let us rise.(Big Jim Larkin)
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Found 1/2 gallon mason jars at a local grocery. Decided I'd pick up a box of 6 cause I never see them this size except on the internet and then the shipping is always prohibitive. The lady bagger goes nuts...in a REALLY loud voice she starts chattering about how she's never seen them that big (something I'm usually OK with the ladies saying in a loud voice). She won't shut up about them. Starts asking what they're for. I told her "the women" were canning and I was just doing what I was told and picking up the jars. Then I quickly paid and got out. The next day I decided I better pick up more cause who knows when I'll see them again. Same bagger and AGAIN she goes off, starts asking the cashier if she's ever seen them that big, etc. I ran thru the "just doing what I'm told" speech again and hit the door. I've got to come up with a better response (pickles?)
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I got it twice in one day... first was at the feed store... i went in to pick up a sack of cracked corn... the guy behind the counter asked me "what kind of animal you feeding"... i couldn't help myself so i said "a 300lb one" ... he didn't catch on..but i was laughing terribly inside... so he calls up the stock boy to go get me the sack... as the guy comes up with it, the cashier asked me "how much do you weigh".. ha ha... i don't think he had a clue..but i could be wrong
After leaving the feed store, i go to the grocery to get some cane sugar and bakers yeast... while i was there, i picked up 10lbs of clover honey... so i go to the counter and the cashier is checking me out when the lady behind me in the line says "that definitly ain't for food!" and she starts laughing... so i just smiled, turned my head and didn't say a thing... i swipe my card and the same lady says "is it moonshine or wine?"... I was thinking... holy shit lady, be quiet!!! I just laughed and said "neither"... she says "well thats going to be the sweetest damn pie ever!!" it didn't take me long to get to the truck!
After leaving the feed store, i go to the grocery to get some cane sugar and bakers yeast... while i was there, i picked up 10lbs of clover honey... so i go to the counter and the cashier is checking me out when the lady behind me in the line says "that definitly ain't for food!" and she starts laughing... so i just smiled, turned my head and didn't say a thing... i swipe my card and the same lady says "is it moonshine or wine?"... I was thinking... holy shit lady, be quiet!!! I just laughed and said "neither"... she says "well thats going to be the sweetest damn pie ever!!" it didn't take me long to get to the truck!
South....waaaaaayyyy south bayou blood can be as potent as that clear stuff coming out the still..
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Goose talks about wearin yer bee keepers outfit when buyin sugar.
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i'm gonna tell ya bubba... ain't a hole bunch of people around here got any horses, pigs, ducks or chickens... and hardly anybody stores any food in mason jars round here either... not anymore atleast... what used to be bayou country has been all built up..(one reason why im movin)... so when i go buy 3 dozen mason jars, a sack of corn, yeast, honey, water filter and such... people kinda look at me ... i just laugh.. i think it's hallarious guess its something in my blood.. because i can't hardly ever get mad... when the shit really hits the fan, i ten to buss out laughing.. can't help it... my kids are the same and it drives my wife crazy
South....waaaaaayyyy south bayou blood can be as potent as that clear stuff coming out the still..
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Know this is an old thread, but the thought of goose eye wearing a bee keeper suit while purchasing sugar had me laughing.
Just last month had 75 lbs of sugar in my cart and nothing else, clerk said "what are you doing with all that sugar?" Since it was nearly Christmas I used the "sugar cookies for the church" excuse, but I have been known to tell the truth sometimes, depends on my Lyme mood that day.
Been at Sams with 150 lbs of sugar and 100 lbs of popcorn and a fella was laughing behind me, I didn't even turn around, but at Sams or Costco usually nobody notices. Maybe I shouldn't be wearing camouflage either.
Was at the feed store asking about grains for moonshine, knew ole boy don't care, he plays folk music and prolly dranks on some himself. He said "well that wouldn't be food grade" I tried not to laugh.
Just last month had 75 lbs of sugar in my cart and nothing else, clerk said "what are you doing with all that sugar?" Since it was nearly Christmas I used the "sugar cookies for the church" excuse, but I have been known to tell the truth sometimes, depends on my Lyme mood that day.
Been at Sams with 150 lbs of sugar and 100 lbs of popcorn and a fella was laughing behind me, I didn't even turn around, but at Sams or Costco usually nobody notices. Maybe I shouldn't be wearing camouflage either.
Was at the feed store asking about grains for moonshine, knew ole boy don't care, he plays folk music and prolly dranks on some himself. He said "well that wouldn't be food grade" I tried not to laugh.
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there's so many ole Ukrainians around here that you can't get from the sugar aisle to the checkout without running across at least one ole Baba with a knowing smile and a twinkle in her eye for "the good ole days"
I finally quit drinking for good.
now i drink for evil.
now i drink for evil.