DomValente
Established Member
No doubt you all have memories of laughter and tears in the workshop, prompted by Texas Bobs' walk down memory lane here's one of mine.
It was the first time I heard my father swear.
He was making a fence for the garden and was kneeling on the floor when he asked,"where's my pencil", to which I replied with a teenagers smirk, "behind your ear", quick as a flash he said, "dont f*** about which ear"
Dom
It was the first time I heard my father swear.
He was making a fence for the garden and was kneeling on the floor when he asked,"where's my pencil", to which I replied with a teenagers smirk, "behind your ear", quick as a flash he said, "dont f*** about which ear"
Dom
