Engorgeous George

As a teenager I baled hay, picked rock, tassled corn, and cut tobacco for minimum wage.All was hot, unpleasant work. Still, having money in my pocket was worth it. I did not expect to be given things, I expected I would have to earn the things I wanted. I think many in this fat, lazy, self-entitled country need to get a work ethic.

I plant and harvest veggies from my garden, as does my wife. I butcher much of the meat I shoot, deer, elk, antelope, and geese, primarily and I clean and filet the fish I catch. (Some years I have a guy that processes my elk. That gets to be a pretty big job and I am getting old.) I tend my own yard and my wife cleans the house. We are, however, not self-sustaining. We do buy some meat and produce from the store. (Less meat than before as we now buy direct from a ranch up in the mountains.)

As a kid I would watch olympic skiing because my family skied. Jean Claude Killy ruled the roost but Amerrica had Billy Kidd. Billy sported cowboy hats and every American kid who was a skier wanted one. My family came out to Steamboat for a ski vacation after seeing the '72 olympics. Steamboat was Billy's home base. My dad bought stetsons for both my brothers and for my kid sister. I never got one. Likely I had commited some mischief and was being punished, I don't really remember. They all still have those hats now half a century later. I guess quality costs money. Still, I'll go cheaper because I am cheap ,and frankly I don't need a hat to last half a century since I don't have half a century left in me. I need maybe a decade hat or hats.

Sounds like he engaged in some self-release.

Philisophical intoxicant well past my prime considering life as a hermit or a bar back at a strip club.

He put that envelope with his name on it under that half a ton pile of garbage.

Those Stetsons get pretty pricey. I did notice one that reminds me a bit of the hat Billy Jack wore. https://stetson.com/collections/hats-fedora-felt/products/folklore-flat-brim-hat-black Maybe I could rock that as a change of pace hat but I think my primary hat should be something a bit less Tom Laughlin.

Maybe were I a pimp in New Orleans in the 1930's. Its a bit too peacocking for me now at my age. Also, what is a Vegan sweatband? Do Vegans have different sweat requirements than carnivores like me?

The pressure of living up to that sort of legacy would be too much for me.

That is how I found the site to begin with. I was minding my own business and that site kept popping up. I also get the Revolve site, a ladies cothing site. I don't mind that so much as usually it pops up with a very hot mulato chick in a semi-transparent white dress.

Nice. I particularly like the ladies large gardening hat. It could be a whole new look for me.

Munchausen's by proxy. This chemical castation seems likely to serve the mother's needs for attention more than the kids needs.

Well played.

Rodentially stupid. Dumb as a shithouse rat.

Good input. My hat is likely to get both sweaty and wet.

If I show my wife and daughter this website I am likely to end up with four hats by late winter what with Christmas and my birthday coming up.

I ride horses very seldom. I do ski, hunt, fish, and kayak and raft. White hair and beard and now that I am retired I am pretty much in jeans. I do not have any cowboy boots. Maybe that all helps suggestions, I don't know.

I was favoring the Waga Waga, but do I really want to look like Bunny Bastatrds?

I'm thinking a neophyte like me ought to avoid bespoke hats, at least at first. I am more of a bestutter sort of fellow than bespoke.

Probably going for a mountain man, river running, hermit/hillbilly look. Not sure yet. Definitely not Indiana Jones or Billy Jack, and the baseball cap thing is not for me.

I prefer Malik Willis, but that's me.

One of the most satisfying sounds there is would be the sound of the air being forced suddenly out of another man's lungs. Whether from a perfect tackle, a well aimed punch or kick, or a body slam, there is something tremendously satisfying about that sound, and the few moments the opponent goes "turtle" gasping for air and with a look of panic in their eyes.

I think thaat was Bob Eubanks.

I suppose you are correct. When everyone knows what you will say, before you say it, and folks now expect your hyperbole to push hard the envelope between hyperbole and lie, when you offer nothing new, you have become boring and I probably should not amplify that by commenting on your posts thus encouraging you to respond yet again, in a boring manner.

I know Trump likes to say so, but Trump thinks everything associated with him is the most outstanding example of that thing. The fact is that his victory does not rate in the top ten eloectoral college victories and in fact is in the bottom half.