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'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
Big punch bowl
½ - 10# bag of Ice
½ - 1L Smirnoff Strawberry flavored Vodka
(optional - but this is where the punch comes from)
1 – 1.5L Arbor Mist Strawberry White Zinfandel
2 – 2L Big K diet Citrus Drop Soda
(Mountain Dew or any citrus biased soda - but if you use diet soda then it has no calories)
1 – 16oz Driscoll’s Strawberries (rinsed and tops removed)
Stir gently and serve in large glass
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
Oh no, not another bag of dwarf crawfish.......
it must take a thousand to make one cup of gumbo.
Forgot about the dwarf crawfish when I got home last night.
My grandson found them this afternoon
so I got an empty 2 gal betta tank and some crushed coral
and he's is thrilled todeath with his little aquarium.
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
Those 12 dwarfs are a big hit with the little ones.
They asked me what to feed them and I told them a chicken neck or a piece of bacon on a string.....
can't wait to see them try it.
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
Woke up this morning and all mine were belly up......
boy am I in trouble now.
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
Like a good cub scout project, they were enjoyed for the day and no longer a problem for mom & dad
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
It was a GREAT HAS party! Thank you Charles and Marion for being the host!
Seth, I live not to far from Bob Baker, maybe I could get some Crawfish at the same time as when you come this way or I could bring Bob's back if I make it to the Woodlands area before you make it south of Houston. I am not fussy, mine could be the larger crawfish, just want to try them in some outside tubs. later, ken
I am deeply embarrased and greatly humiliated that due to unforseen circumstances beond my control, my xmas gift was the verry last one taken
and even then it was traded for a few baubles of makeup...............
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
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