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Baw shite your dad did when you were growing up...
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:06 pm
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:06 pm
When my brother and I were in little league baseball, my dad had a magnetic wrap that said Caka-Cola and looked like a Coke label. He'd bring a little cooler of Miller Lites to the games and toss a few back in the stands using the fake label on the beer cans.
That was in the eighties. Seems kinda fricked up now, but we're in different times.
That was in the eighties. Seems kinda fricked up now, but we're in different times.
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Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:07 pm to TigerBait1971
My dad was a boxer that grew up on the Westbank - he did all kinds of baw shite.
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:08 pm to TigerBait1971
Honestly, my dad is pussy.
Ran from hard work, couldn’t run a chainsaw to save his life.
fricking dumbass.
Ran from hard work, couldn’t run a chainsaw to save his life.
fricking dumbass.
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:08 pm to TigerBait1971
Dad made moonshine in our backyard shed. One day he was making a new condenser and had sealed a barrel with epoxy. He then tried heating it up on a crawfish burner to cure the epoxy and the barrel exploded. Heard that shite across the neighborhood. Got home to find him quickly hiding everything in the shed.
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:09 pm to TigerBait1971
Yeti cups were not invented yet. Forced some ingenuity
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:09 pm to TigerBait1971
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When my brother and I were in little league baseball, my dad had a magnetic wrap that said Caka-Cola and looked like a Coke label. He'd bring a little cooler of Miller Lites to the games and toss a few back in the stands using the fake label on the beer cans.
If the whole point was just to disguise that they were beer cans, why not just say coca cola on the labels?
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:10 pm to One72
quote:China is a-hole too.
Honestly, my dad is pussy.
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:12 pm to TigerBait1971
other than be an abusive frick, not a whole lot
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:12 pm to TigerBait1971
My dad always had a beer "for the ride". He had a little ice chest he'd keep with 3-4 iced down beers in the trunk of his Monte Carlo. He had an Old Milwaukee's can ring stain on his seat in between his legs
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:12 pm to WG_Dawg
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If the whole point was just to disguise that they were beer cans, why not just say coca cola on the labels?
He didn't make the wraps. I assume whoever sold them didn't want the wrath of Coca Cola coming after them.
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:13 pm to TigerBait1971
Had one of those folding lawn chairs that were made out of aluminum tubing and woven plastic that he'd sit on in the driveway for hours smoking cigars and drinking. During the spring/summer/fall months he positioned it where he could watch the side yard and kept his .22 rifle in his lap the whole time because we had an attic squirrel problem. Occasionally you'd hear the muffled POP of a .22 and knew he just took down another one.
We lived in the suburbs with neighbors
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:13 pm to TigerBait1971
Dad taught me how to rebuild a tractor engine when I was 10yo... also had 3 kids from 3 different woman... also ran blow from BR to Houston in a 68 charger (turquoise)
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:15 pm to TigerBait1971
We had big metal trash cans for animal feed.
One day my sister found a big ugly rat at the bottom of one and screamed.
Dad came, snatched it up by its tail, and beat it to death with a Louisville Slugger
ETA: so my wife just woke me out of bed screaming that there was a rat in the pantry. Big fricker too, caught in a sticky trap.
I guess I channeled dad because I grabbed some tongs, threw him on the embers of the fire pit and hit him with an axe a few times, then finished the job with my flamethrower
One day my sister found a big ugly rat at the bottom of one and screamed.
Dad came, snatched it up by its tail, and beat it to death with a Louisville Slugger
ETA: so my wife just woke me out of bed screaming that there was a rat in the pantry. Big fricker too, caught in a sticky trap.
I guess I channeled dad because I grabbed some tongs, threw him on the embers of the fire pit and hit him with an axe a few times, then finished the job with my flamethrower
This post was edited on 2/1/26 at 9:15 pm
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:15 pm to TigerBait1971
quote:
magnetic wrap that said Caka-Cola
I remember one in the house that said Pipsi
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:15 pm to RazorBroncs
quote:
Had one of those folding lawn chairs that were made out of aluminum tubing and woven plastic that he'd sit on in the driveway for hours smoking cigars and drinking. During the spring/summer/fall months he positioned it where he could watch the side yard and kept his .22 rifle in his lap the whole time because we had an attic squirrel problem. Occasionally you'd hear the muffled POP of a .22 and knew he just took down another one.
We lived in the suburbs with neighbors
The older I get the more I realize a lot of the shite men do in their yards is to simply escape the bullshite inside from the wife.
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:16 pm to TigerBait1971
Shot a snake out of a tree
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:19 pm to SidewalkTiger
Cleaned his fingernails with a pocket knife
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:20 pm to TigerBait1971
My dad grew up poor on Roman St. just off the French Quarter, his reputation for whipping arse was known by his close associates. When I was a kid he got in a few fights, one was a black dude that tried to rob us outside the Superdome leaving a Tulane game. Dad snatched that pistol out of his hand and proceeded to use the butt end all over the dudes face until he was on his back on the ground. We walked a little up Poydras and he handed to gun off to NOPD with the facts. They went and snatched the guy up, when continued to the house. This was the mid 1970’s, things were different then.
This post was edited on 2/1/26 at 5:24 pm
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:22 pm to deeprig9
quote:Or garage, but I can’t seem to get her to understand that I go outside for peace, not to talk.
The older I get the more I realize a lot of the shite men do in their yards is to simply escape the bullshite inside from the wife.
Posted on 2/1/26 at 5:22 pm to TigerBait1971
Had me pour the used motor oil along the fence lines to keep the weeds from growing.
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