poetry Tomorrow I go fishing with my in-laws which wasn’t in the marriage by-laws but may not be so bad, because at least there’ll be: pipe tobacco and beer. Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
mmmm… pipe tobacco and beer… you’ll have to hit me up for it next time you come by…
For sure; I’ll probably have some tobacco left over, and I’ll bring it along next time we come.
i’ve got bacci… even a pipe for me… you just need to bring an ol’ corncob or something…
As Roger Mugs once wrote, when it comes to in-laws, “beer will always soften the blow.”
sometimes i quote me too
I say, “Roger Mugs once wrote”
wait a second….