“Wipeout” for Mom. She could out-hula a hula dancer to that song, even when she was kneading bread dough.
LOL
Having come from a heavily populated Amish, Mennonite, and Brethren area, I have never heard of Pickled Peaches. My great-grandmother’s canned peaches were the BEST.
Dad used to read them to make sure he wasn’t in there. lol.
LOL!!!
Like the word “thongs”, it has been bastardized.
Possible anemia, doc said I need to eat more red meat. I eat it in moderation, but I like the prescription.
Thumbs up!
And how!
LOLOLOL!!!!
“Wipeout” for Mom. She could out-hula a hula dancer to that song, even when she was kneading bread dough.