Static cling

Yes but the important thing in the story is that the girl knew enough to
know that you tied flies. Think about it - how many girls would know that
you tied flies by what was sticking to your jacket?

"JR" wrote in message ...
I live very close to a little grocery store. Right across the street.
Close enough to walk. Just went to pick up a six-pack of beer. The girl
at the cash register looked at me, smiled, and just as I started
thinking "See, maybe I'm not such an old fart after all, and young women
still fin..."

"You tie a lot of flies?", she interrupted my flight of self-deception,
grinning now.

I looked down, and well, what do you know: there on the front of my
fleece pullover were two colors of bucktail, bits of tan wool and purple
chenille, some krystal flash, some flashabou, *lots* of comparadun hair,
and several shades of dubbing.

Winter.

Time to Dustbuster myself before going out..... BG

JR

That was my thought. I think she was hitting on him, and he totally
dropped the ball. Probably will never get another chance like that,
either.

--riverman

In article .com,
says...
That was my thought. I think she was hitting on him, and he totally
dropped the ball. Probably will never get another chance like that,
either.


Geez, he only bought a six-pack. It's not like he won't be going
back there again soon enough...

Kevin

Yeah, but what kind of girl will go out with a guy who dustbusters
himself??
:-)

--riverman

"riverman" schrieb im Newsbeitrag
oups.com...
Yeah, but what kind of girl will go out with a guy who dustbusters
himself??
:-)

--riverman


You might be surprised! Some of them even cling!

TL
MC

Is *that* what the kids are calling it these days?

On Tue, 15 Nov 2005 13:24:45 GMT, "JohnR" wrote:

Yes but the important thing in the story is that the girl knew enough to
know that you tied flies. Think about it - how many girls would know that
you tied flies by what was sticking to your jacket?

Well, where is JR and how old is he? Maybe the "girl" went to high
school with Walt and Winnie Dette or something...

TC,
R

"JR" wrote in message ...
I live very close to a little grocery store. Right across the street.
Close enough to walk. Just went to pick up a six-pack of beer. The girl
at the cash register looked at me, smiled, and just as I started
thinking "See, maybe I'm not such an old fart after all, and young women
still fin..."

"You tie a lot of flies?", she interrupted my flight of self-deception,
grinning now.

I looked down, and well, what do you know: there on the front of my
fleece pullover were two colors of bucktail, bits of tan wool and purple
chenille, some krystal flash, some flashabou, *lots* of comparadun hair,
and several shades of dubbing.

Winter.

Time to Dustbuster myself before going out..... BG

JR

wrote:
On Tue, 15 Nov 2005 13:24:45 GMT, "JohnR" wrote:

Yes but the important thing in the story is that the girl knew enough to
know that you tied flies. Think about it - how many girls would know that
you tied flies by what was sticking to your jacket?

Well, where is JR and how old is he? Maybe the "girl" went to high
school with Walt and Winnie Dette or something...

I did ask her how she knew. Said her dad and both her brothers tied
flies. (This is Bend, Oregon, after all, not Boston).

"That darned stuff was all over the house.... drove my mom nuts."

I don't see much future in the relationship, however. For one thing,
she *is* young, almost high-school young, and I, well, truth be
told...... I *am* kind of an old fart.

[Sigh]

Still, it could be worse. Another several years, I might go in a store
and the young girls will be smiling to themselves 'cause my fly is open
and I've got split pea soup dribbled all down my front. g

JR
(old enough to know better.....)

I don't see much future in the relationship, however. For one thing,
she *is* young, almost high-school young, and I, well, truth be
told...... I *am* kind of an old fart.

Hey, JR. Don't sell yourself short. You're the epitome of an old fart.
--
Frank Reid
Euthanize to respond

Frank Reid wrote:
I don't see much future in the relationship, however. For one thing,
she *is* young, almost high-school young, and I, well, truth be
told...... I *am* kind of an old fart.

Hey, JR. Don't sell yourself short. You're the epitome of an old fart.

How many times do I have to tell ya??? It was the Jambalaya!

JR
(who can't wait 'til *some* people's memories start failing...)