Originally Posted by Squadron77
The gas pumps had a bell that rang at every gallon.
Jack's cookies were 2 for penny and they were in a 5 gal glass tub on the counter. I loved these cookies.
The owner lived in the back of their country store/gas station.
You drank water from a bucket with a ladle...this was before running water.
Everyone had an outhouse and a piss pot in the house in the winter.
The most exciting day of the year was when the Sears and Roebuck catalog came.
If you ate chicken you killed it.
You made your own charcoal for a BBQ.
There were no deer to hunt.


Dang, I remember most of that. Never made our own charcoal. My great-grandparent's well had the best water. It was my job to fill the water bucket. We called the ladle a dipper.


Sig Sauer, to hell and back reliable.

Whatever suits you just tickles me plum to death.

Can I refill your eggnog for you? Get you something to eat? Drive you out to the middle of nowhere and leave you for dead?