Yeah, I've gotten lazy the last few years when it comes to mowing, using a rider, but I kept spilling my beer while push mowing
Plus, there's no good place to put a beer holder on a push mower
mike you need a stubby holder with a strap so you can hang it round you neck. i saw that at a friends place his neighbour was using one, good idea i thought. but even better idea is the ride-on i guess
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MODS: HPX line, DIY CCV, 4inch S/S exhaust turbo back into dual 31/2", zoodad mod, technicooler,W/W,power elbow,GPR LED mod, electronic boost & pyro gauges, cooper discoverer S/T 285 tires, DP F6 smart chip, 6637 with pete's cover.... STILL TO COME: BTS valve body, regulated fuel return. JOSH
As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.
Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big 'F' at the top of his papers.
At the school where Mrs.. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.
Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners... he is a joy to be around..'
His second grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.'
His third grade teacher wrote, 'His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest, and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken.'
Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class.'
By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, 'Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to.'
After the children left, she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her 'teacher's pets..'
A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in life.
Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he had ever had in his whole life.
Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer....the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.
The story does not end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson would sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.
They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, 'Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.'
Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, 'Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you.'
(For you that don't know, Teddy Stoddard is the Doctor at Iowa Methodist in Des Moines that has the Stoddard Cancer Wing.)
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89 F-250 XLT Lariat reg cab long bed 4X4 351 ZF5 4in lift 33in BFG ATs on 16.5 in aluminum rims
You know, I wish I had a camera to capture Randy's reaction to things sometimes.
This is kind of a gross story..but I'll tell it anyway. About two weeks ago, we found Randy's cat running around the house with..well, poo stuck to the fur on his butt. Convinced that we didn't want him smearing poo all over the furniture, we decided to get rid of it. So out came the scissors. Since it's Randy's cat, I opted to hold the cat down while Randy used some scissors to cut off the hair that had the offensive poo on it. Well..Randy gasped, and moaned. "OH MY GOD IT SMELLS LIKE TACO MEAT. Oh god, oh...oh god..oh my god, ack...oh...god". I was laughing so hard I started to cry...stopped paying attention to holding the cat down and ended up getting scratched to hell.
I wish I had a camera THAT time.
I am laughing so hard my wife thinks I am nuts!
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Taco meat?
Remind me not to eat tacos in Iowa!
Now sheknows for sure. I think I wet myself!
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Hadnt seen that one, but would be interested!
Chris we cant get 30 packs here anymore either. At least I havent seen them in years.
We have 30 packs here but not Captain in a can. WTF?
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Have a goodnight! Brent is still really sick today.
Glad to see you finally made it past the first page! Enjoy your food at Camp Cupcake! lol Hope to hear from soon Danny!
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E99, F350, 4"ex, AFE II w/ Pete's cover, ISSPRO gauges, TSI built trans, DP Tuner, EBPV brake w/T/C lock & LED. GP LED, True cool max 4739, CCK, S.S. HPX, in cab fuel pressure gauge, FPR shim, Bilsteins, X-code springs, Power Slot cryo rotors & Hawk pads, 244K on the clock. RHN
On work the bench: Intank Pump, Por 15 for oil pan, 140 IDM, .
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!! Thats good, right?
I have some in the fridge as we type. lol.
