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An Australian Army Recruit sends home a letter.. Dear Mum & Dad, I am well. Hope youse are too. Tell me big brothers Doug and Phil that the Army is better than workin’ on the farm - tell them to get in quick smart before the jobs are all gone! I wuz a bit slow in settling down at first, because ya don’t hafta get outta bed until 6am. But I like sleeping in now, cuz all ya gotta do before brekky is make ya bed and shine ya boots and clean ya uniform. No cows to milk, no calves to feed, no feed to stack - nothin’!! Ya haz gotta shower though, but its not so bad, coz there’s lotsa hot water and even a light to see what ya doing! At brekky ya get cereal, fruit and eggs but there’s no kangaroo steaks or possum stew like wot Mum makes. You don’t get fed again until noon and by that time all the city boys are dead because we’ve been on a ’route march’ - geez its only just like walking to the windmill in the back paddock!! This one will kill me brothers Doug and Phil with laughter. I keep getting medals for shootin’ - dunno why. The bullseye is as big as a possum’s bum and it don’t move and it’s not firing back at ya like the Johnsons did when our big scrubber bull got into their prize cows before the Ekka last year! All ya gotta do is make yourself comfortable and hit the target! You don’t even load your own cartridges, they comes in little boxes, and ya don’t have to steady yourself against the rollbar of the roo shooting truck when you reload! Sometimes ya gotta wrestle with the city boys and I gotta be real careful coz they break easy - it’s not like fighting with Doug and Phil and Jack and Boori and Steve and Muzza all at once like we do at home after the muster. Turns out I’m not a bad boxer either and it looks like I’m the best the platoon’s got, and I’ve only been beaten by this one bloke from the Engineers - he’s 6 foot 5 and 15 stone and three pick handles across the shoulders and as ya know I’m only 5 foot 7 and eight stone wringin’ wet, but I fought him till the other blokes carried me off to the boozer. I can’t complain about the Army - tell the boys to get in quick before word gets around how good it is. Your loving daughter, Sheila

OR VERY LITTLE!

This is probably from https://www.miniatur-wunderland.com/ The most amazing model train setups I've ever seen, the website and the Youtube videos are incredible

Or both

Jerry was on his deathbed and gasped pitifully to his wife, Karen, "I have one last request dear," he said. "Of course, Jerry," his wife said softly. "Six months after l die," Jerry said, "I want you to marry Bob." "But I thought you hated Bob," she said. With his last breath, Jerry said, "I do!"

Bigger Meaner and Younger.... And Much Grumper... Jabez Cowboy

Me, explaining to the neighbours after our St. Patrick's Day celebrations.

I think I knew her when she was an Ottawa Police Officer. (Still love ya Edna!)

True, but who is the flaming dude with the spear?

Took a while but here I is. Brandon A. Bovine #27688 at the 2017 Kentucky State SASS match, Hooten Old Town 1st place senior. since 1999

this is me with Rusty, my 13 year old Belgian Malinois/Labrador mix. He is good, but has problems with his pancreas, so only special diet food with medicine from pig's pancreas made can eat. If he gets too much meat or treats, he won't do well. Unfortunately he doesn't understand that, I can't give him sausage, meat or anything else as a reward without his medicine. Until we found out what was wrong with him, he would have starved to death while we were eating. But with the medicine and the special food, Rusty is doing well, despite his age.