Weather: Rainy day today
Trail Conditions: Mud hole on the P trail north of the Norwich use VC trail
I have the little house open for rent this winter. $100 a night for up to 3 people, $125 a night for 4-5 people with a 3 night minimum. I’ll get pics online here shortly.
Good football day today at the bar. Packers vs Lions. Neighbors will turn into enemies for the afternoon. It is always fun up here when them two teams play. I like it a lot better than when they play the Bears, even though I was never a big Bear fan I just became a natural enemy being from Illinois LOL.
It is supposed to clear up this afternoon, pretty nice forecast for the week ahead too. The Veterans ride out of Wakefield is next Saturday, we have a few people coming up to join in.
Duane rents an apartment in New York, and goes to the lobby
to put his name on the group mailbox. While he was there, an attractive young lady
comes out of the apartment next to the mailboxes wearing a robe.
Duane smiles at the young girl and she strikes up a
conversation with him. As they talk, her robe slips open, and it’s quite obvious
that she has nothing under the robe. Poor Duane breaks out into a sweat trying to
maintain eye contact.
After a few minutes, she places her hand on his arm and
says, “Let’s go in my apartment, I hear someone coming…”
He proceeds with her into the apartment, and after she
closes the door, she leans against it allowing her robe to fall off
completely.
Being completely nude, she purrs at him, “What would you
say is my best feature?”
The flustered, embarrassed Duane stammers, clears his
throat several times, and finally squeaks out, “Oh, it’s got to be your
ears!”
She’s astounded! “Why my ears? Look at these breasts! They
are full, don’t sag, and they’re 100% natural! My buns – they are firm and do not
sag, and have no cellulite! Look at this skin, no blemishes or scars! Why in
heaven’s name would you say my ears are the best part of my body?!”
Clearing his throat once again, Duane stammers – “Outside
when you said you heard someone coming? That was me.”
