Pardon me miss. That would be yomama.
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Sure they're all ducks?
I only took a quick gander for non-quackers, but came up with a goose egg.
Dass some prose dey. Tried rapping?
I have another story about the ranch from a few years previous. I was about 17 and my grandpa had had a stroke and we had him living at the ranch with a live in caretaker, a former friend of my mom's.
So my dad got a call from Kitty (the caretaker) and she said that there was a smell coming from the bakery. When we lived on the ranch when I was a kid, my dad had built a bakery there and my grandpa had put a walk in fridge for hanging deer and two horizontal top load freezers and he had hundreds of lbs of meat in one of the freezer's.
Well it turns out my grandpa had walked out to the bakery and flipped the breaker so that the power was out and all of that meat had rotted. The bakery was about 75-100 yards from the main house, so if Kitty was smelling the rotten meat it had to be bad.
We lived in Redlands Ca and technically the ranch was in Redlands too, but out in the canyon about 15 minutes outside of town. My dad said, "Kevin, go out to the ranch and dig a hole with the backhoe and bury the rotten meat.
I go out there and have trouble even getting into the bakery because of how bad the smell was. I walked in and managed to lift the top of one of the freezers but the smell was just too bad. So I go back home and say to my dad "You don't understand how bad the smell is, I couldn't do it. I could barely get the door open, let alone carry the meat out".
My dad responds, "Oh, it can't be THAT bad. Come on guys let's all go out to the ranch".
So we all went out to the ranch. My mom couldn't get 20 feet from the door before she stopped and started retching. My dad got through the door but turned back around and went out also retching saying "You're right son, I didn't understand". LOL.
We ended up sliding open the double doors, strapping a chain to the freezer and dragging it out into the field with the backhoe. They had wetted bandanas and sprayed them with perfume to be able to get close enough to strap up the freezer. We dug like a 9 feet deep hole and dumped all of the meat into the hole and covered it over.
At first, my dad was like, just bury the whole freezer, but me and my cousin were able to salvage it after washing it with bleach and ammonia.
So my dad got a call from Kitty (the caretaker) and she said that there was a smell coming from the bakery. When we lived on the ranch when I was a kid, my dad had built a bakery there and my grandpa had put a walk in fridge for hanging deer and two horizontal top load freezers and he had hundreds of lbs of meat in one of the freezer's.
Well it turns out my grandpa had walked out to the bakery and flipped the breaker so that the power was out and all of that meat had rotted. The bakery was about 75-100 yards from the main house, so if Kitty was smelling the rotten meat it had to be bad.
We lived in Redlands Ca and technically the ranch was in Redlands too, but out in the canyon about 15 minutes outside of town. My dad said, "Kevin, go out to the ranch and dig a hole with the backhoe and bury the rotten meat.
I go out there and have trouble even getting into the bakery because of how bad the smell was. I walked in and managed to lift the top of one of the freezers but the smell was just too bad. So I go back home and say to my dad "You don't understand how bad the smell is, I couldn't do it. I could barely get the door open, let alone carry the meat out".
My dad responds, "Oh, it can't be THAT bad. Come on guys let's all go out to the ranch".
So we all went out to the ranch. My mom couldn't get 20 feet from the door before she stopped and started retching. My dad got through the door but turned back around and went out also retching saying "You're right son, I didn't understand". LOL.
We ended up sliding open the double doors, strapping a chain to the freezer and dragging it out into the field with the backhoe. They had wetted bandanas and sprayed them with perfume to be able to get close enough to strap up the freezer. We dug like a 9 feet deep hole and dumped all of the meat into the hole and covered it over.
At first, my dad was like, just bury the whole freezer, but me and my cousin were able to salvage it after washing it with bleach and ammonia.
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People still get hurt bad or killed over the craziest things. My cousin in maybe his forties lived alone. Fell in his yard, no idea why. Hit his head on concrete and it was hours before they found him.
Hu
Small world syndrome! My friend Rudy lived in Redlands and had a camera store, focused on medium frame back then. I drove 6500 miles to see him before he died of cancer.
Our house burned down when I was three or four. Dad had a big commercial double door chest type freezer on the back porch. Being a farmer it was full of meat and vegetables. This freezer was as big as two big home freezers maybe bigger and it had been near full. Never forgot the smell when dad opened a lid a few days later. It had cooked and rotted down to mostly liquid about eighteen inches deep! No salvage there or anywhere else in the house.
Hu