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Words to Live By...

Advice from A Wise Old Man
-Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong.
-Keep skunks and bankers at a distance.
-Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.
-A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.
-Words that soak into your ears are whispered… not yelled.
-Meanness don’t jes’ happen overnight.
-Forgive your enemies; it messes up their heads.
-Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you.
-It don’t take a very big person to carry a grudge.
-You cannot unsay a cruel word.
-Every path has a few puddles.
-When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.
-The best sermons are lived, not preached.
-Most of the stuff people worry about ain’t never gonna happen anyway.
-Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
-Live a good, honorable life… Then when you get older and think back, you’ll enjoy it a second time.
-Don‘t interfere with somethin’ that ain’t bothering you none.
-Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a Rain dance.
-If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin’.
-Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.
-The biggest troublemaker you’ll probably ever have to deal with, watches you from the mirror every mornin’.
-Always drink upstream from the herd.
-Good judgment comes from experience, and a lotta that comes from bad judgment.
-Lettin’ the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin’ it back in.
-If you get to thinkin’ you’re a person of some influence, try orderin’ somebody else’s dog around..
-Don’t pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he’ll just kill you.
-Most times, it comes down to common sense.

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  • I see you met my grand pappy.
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    Scout_one wrote: »
    I see you met my grand pappy.

    you aint lyin, half of that shit my graddaddy said.........he was a motherfucker, he went to prison in Oklahoma, and they let him out to go fight in world war II, and then he became a buseniss owner
  • More evidence that YOU CAN rise above that which holds you down Tack.
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    Scout_one wrote: »
    More evidence that YOU CAN rise above that which holds you down Tack.

    another interesting thing about my papa bob is he served in the 45th, an infantry regiment made up mmostly of Oklahoma boys, many which were Indians, and their insignia originally was a native American swastika.....but they had to change it in WWII cuz they kept getting shot by their homeboys who would think they were Nazis from a distance
  • Sounds like alot of what I learned from my "Papa" and then passed down to my young'ins .
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