The brotherhood of the UDS

[Eric Haynes]

It only takes $80 worth of walnuts to get $40 worth of oil.

It'd take $300 worth of duct tape to keep you from typing.

Not if you used the good stuff.

[assateague]

It only takes $80 worth of walnuts to get $40 worth of oil.

We've got black walnuts all over the damn place. I bet I kick 300 pounds of them into the road or into the pasture so I can cut the grass. Driving down a lot if roads, they're like cobblestone streets in the fall. I could pick up 10 feed sacks full in about an hour, and then put the kids to work peeling.

[Bootlipkiller]

It only takes $80 worth of walnuts to get $40 worth of oil.

We've got black walnuts all over the damn place. I bet I kick 300 pounds of them into the road or into the pasture so I can cut the grass. Driving down a lot if roads, they're like cobblestone streets in the fall. I could pick up 10 feed sacks full in about an hour, and then put the kids to work peeling.

Big money for walnuts around here

[assateague]

I think you need the English walnuts, though. Pretty sure I looked into a couple years ago and was told that black walnuts are almost useless, because they're bitter. But maybe the oil is ok. No clue, really.

[Bootlipkiller]

Yeah we have English walnuts and the market is booming. Theft of walnuts in the fall is almost as big a PITA as the crawdad wars.

[assateague]

And you people call me a hillbilly.

[assateague]

The only thing I've ever stolen, produce-wise, is watermelons and pumpkins, and they both ended very, very badly.

[gila-river]

The only thing I've ever stolen, produce-wise, is watermelons and pumpkins, and they both ended very, very badly.

Sounds like a story. We know the watermelon one. I gotta hear this pumpkin debacle:lol:

[aunt betty]

The only thing I've ever stolen, produce-wise, is watermelons and pumpkins, and they both ended very, very badly.

Sounds like a story. We know the watermelon one. I gotta hear this pumpkin debacle:lol:

Its amazing the things Jaime has in common with me. I too tried my hand at taking watermelons and pumpkins but on two separate occasions. Both ended poorly.

[AKPirate]

The only thing I've ever stolen, produce-wise, is watermelons and pumpkins, and they both ended very, very badly.

Sounds like a story. We know the watermelon one. I gotta hear this pumpkin debacle:lol:

Its amazing the things Jaime has in common with me. I too tried my hand at taking watermelons and pumpkins but on two separate occasions. Both ended poorly.

Why do you keep calling Jim- Jaime?

[aunt betty]

The only thing I've ever stolen, produce-wise, is watermelons and pumpkins, and they both ended very, very badly.

Sounds like a story. We know the watermelon one. I gotta hear this pumpkin debacle:lol:

Its amazing the things Jaime has in common with me. I too tried my hand at taking watermelons and pumpkins but on two separate occasions. Both ended poorly.

Why do you keep calling Jim- Jaime?

Messican.
Jaime Lopez the Messican Joo

[aunt betty]

Ju can call me miguel eef u need tu

[Tiler_J]

The only thing I've ever stolen, produce-wise, is watermelons and pumpkins, and they both ended very, very badly.

Sounds like a story. We know the watermelon one. I gotta hear this pumpkin debacle:lol:

Its amazing the things Jaime has in common with me. I too tried my hand at taking watermelons and pumpkins but on two separate occasions. Both ended poorly.

Why do you keep calling Jim- Jaime?

Why are bothered by the constraints of reality, just go with it man! Feel the flow of the universe like Betty.

[aunt betty]

The only thing I've ever stolen, produce-wise, is watermelons and pumpkins, and they both ended very, very badly.

Sounds like a story. We know the watermelon one. I gotta hear this pumpkin debacle:lol:

Its amazing the things Jaime has in common with me. I too tried my hand at taking watermelons and pumpkins but on two separate occasions. Both ended poorly.

Why do you keep calling Jim- Jaime?

Why are bothered by the constraints of reality, just go with it man! Feel the flow of the universe like Betty.

It's the blind.
Feel the flow man. :~)

[assateague]

The only thing I've ever stolen, produce-wise, is watermelons and pumpkins, and they both ended very, very badly.

Sounds like a story. We know the watermelon one. I gotta hear this pumpkin debacle:lol:

Nowhere near as entertaining.


Back in college, a buddy and I were boozing pretty good. I was 21, he was 19 (remember this- it comes into play later). We had left a party way outside town, and were on our way back to campus. I was completely shitfaced and my buddy was pretty hammered. He wanted to drive, so I said sure.

On the way back, we passed a pumpkin patch, and decided to "get" pumpkins for everybody in the dorm. So we pulled into the field (not into "the parking lot", "the lane", or "the road", the field) in my bright red 1981 Ford Escort. This was around 1990 or so, for reference. We loaded up as many as it could hold, in the hatch, backseat, floorboards, everywhere. I even had one in my lap. And we go about our merry way.

About 10 minutes later, I have to piss. "Pull over" I say, so he does. I get out, set the pumpkin on the roof, and proceed to piss. This is a very rural area in central PA. Not like I was pissing in town or something. Just before I finished pissing, a car comes over the hill towards us, and it's a town cop. In a moment of clarity, I grab the pumpkin, dive back in, and yell "GO, GO, GO!". And he does, bless his heart.

Well, the cop pulls a u and hits his lights, at which point Galoob floors it, thinking if we can make it to the edge of town, we can ditch and run. It's about 8 miles. And we're in a 10 year old Ford Escort loaded with a quarter ton of pumpkins. Needless to say, the cop was pretty much right on our ass in no time, and because he's 19 and drunk, he's yelling at me "SWITCH PLACES WITH ME, YOURE OLD ENOUGH TO DRINK". While driving about 80 down winding, hilly country roads with a cop 20 feet behind us. "Nope, ain't happening, you wanted to drive, DRIVE".

We finally pulled over after about 5 miles or so, when it became pretty damn obvious we weren't making it back to town. He came up, asked for the info, asked if we'd been drinking. Which I thought was amusing, seeing as how he had just shined his light in the back window and saw the pumpkins piled darn near to the ceiling.

He asked where we were coming from, and I didn't want the guy having the party to get busted, so told him a local bar where my girlfriend worked. (This is important too- remember it) Then, for no apparent reason, he tells us to get in the back, he was driving us back to campus, and the car was to stay there all night. Said he'd check, and if it was gone before tomorrow morning, he'd arrest us both. We were both dumbfounded, and just knew we were going to jail, but he took us back to campus. As he was dropping us off, told us we had to take the pumpkins back where we got them and bring a note to the police station from the farmer saying they'd been returned, or he'd arrest us.

We were still amazed at how being drunk underage, speeding, drunk driving, reckless driving, evading arrest, and thievery resulted in nothing more than a ride home and promise of a "sorry" note. But we gladly took it. Next day, got a ride back to the car, and sheepishly dropped off the pumpkins. Gave the farmer $50 and a bottle of bourbon, since that was the last thing we wanted, and he chuckled and signed our note. We dropped it off at the station, where they chuckled, and went back to the dorm, still not believing we got off scot free.





Flash forward 2 months or so. Turns out, he was banging my girlfriend, a waitress at the bar we mentioned coming from. Didn't know I was the boyfriend, but was afraid that she was the one that served a minor since she went to college with us, and let two guys drive away drunk, didn't want her to get in trouble. I broke up with her, then he did, and I remained charges-free. All's well that ends well, I always say

[Flightstopper]

The only thing I've ever stolen, produce-wise, is watermelons and pumpkins, and they both ended very, very badly.

Sounds like a story. We know the watermelon one. I gotta hear this pumpkin debacle:lol:

Nowhere near as entertaining.


Back in college, a buddy and I were boozing pretty good. I was 21, he was 19 (remember this- it comes into play later). We had left a party way outside town, and were on our way back to campus. I was completely shitfaced and my buddy was pretty hammered. He wanted to drive, so I said sure.

On the way back, we passed a pumpkin patch, and decided to "get" pumpkins for everybody in the dorm. So we pulled into the field (not into "the parking lot", "the lane", or "the road", the field) in my bright red 1981 Ford Escort. This was around 1990 or so, for reference. We loaded up as many as it could hold, in the hatch, backseat, floorboards, everywhere. I even had one in my lap. And we go about our merry way.

About 10 minutes later, I have to piss. "Pull over" I say, so he does. I get out, set the pumpkin on the roof, and proceed to piss. This is a very rural area in central PA. Not like I was pissing in town or something. Just before I finished pissing, a car comes over the hill towards us, and it's a town cop. In a moment of clarity, I grab the pumpkin, dive back in, and yell "GO, GO, GO!". And he does, bless his heart.

Well, the cop pulls a u and hits his lights, at which point Galoob floors it, thinking if we can make it to the edge of town, we can ditch and run. It's about 8 miles. And we're in a 10 year old Ford Escort loaded with a quarter ton of pumpkins. Needless to say, the cop was pretty much right on our ass in no time, and because he's 19 and drunk, he's yelling at me "SWITCH PLACES WITH ME, YOURE OLD ENOUGH TO DRINK". While driving about 80 down winding, hilly country roads with a cop 20 feet behind us. "Nope, ain't happening, you wanted to drive, DRIVE".

We finally pulled over after about 5 miles or so, when it became pretty damn obvious we weren't making it back to town. He came up, asked for the info, asked if we'd been drinking. Which I thought was amusing, seeing as how he had just shined his light in the back window and saw the pumpkins piled darn near to the ceiling.

He asked where we were coming from, and I didn't want the guy having the party to get busted, so told him a local bar where my girlfriend worked. (This is important too- remember it) Then, for no apparent reason, he tells us to get in the back, he was driving us back to campus, and the car was to stay there all night. Said he'd check, and if it was gone before tomorrow morning, he'd arrest us both. We were both dumbfounded, and just knew we were going to jail, but he took us back to campus. As he was dropping us off, told us we had to take the pumpkins back where we got them and bring a note to the police station from the farmer saying they'd been returned, or he'd arrest us.

We were still amazed at how being drunk underage, speeding, drunk driving, reckless driving, evading arrest, and thievery resulted in nothing more than a ride home and promise of a "sorry" note. But we gladly took it. Next day, got a ride back to the car, and sheepishly dropped off the pumpkins. Gave the farmer $50 and a bottle of bourbon, since that was the last thing we wanted, and he chuckled and signed our note. We dropped it off at the station, where they chuckled, and went back to the dorm, still not believing we got off scot free.





Flash forward 2 months or so. Turns out, he was banging my girlfriend, a waitress at the bar we mentioned coming from. Didn't know I was the boyfriend, but was afraid that she was the one that served a minor since she went to college with us, and let two guys drive away drunk, didn't want her to get in trouble. I broke up with her, then he did, and I remained charges-free. All's well that ends well, I always say

Lucky SOB. Almost as good as "you know Jim?"

[gila-river]

The only thing I've ever stolen, produce-wise, is watermelons and pumpkins, and they both ended very, very badly.

Sounds like a story. We know the watermelon one. I gotta hear this pumpkin debacle:lol:

Nowhere near as entertaining.


Back in college, a buddy and I were boozing pretty good. I was 21, he was 19 (remember this- it comes into play later). We had left a party way outside town, and were on our way back to campus. I was completely shitfaced and my buddy was pretty hammered. He wanted to drive, so I said sure.

On the way back, we passed a pumpkin patch, and decided to "get" pumpkins for everybody in the dorm. So we pulled into the field (not into "the parking lot", "the lane", or "the road", the field) in my bright red 1981 Ford Escort. This was around 1990 or so, for reference. We loaded up as many as it could hold, in the hatch, backseat, floorboards, everywhere. I even had one in my lap. And we go about our merry way.

About 10 minutes later, I have to piss. "Pull over" I say, so he does. I get out, set the pumpkin on the roof, and proceed to piss. This is a very rural area in central PA. Not like I was pissing in town or something. Just before I finished pissing, a car comes over the hill towards us, and it's a town cop. In a moment of clarity, I grab the pumpkin, dive back in, and yell "GO, GO, GO!". And he does, bless his heart.

Well, the cop pulls a u and hits his lights, at which point Galoob floors it, thinking if we can make it to the edge of town, we can ditch and run. It's about 8 miles. And we're in a 10 year old Ford Escort loaded with a quarter ton of pumpkins. Needless to say, the cop was pretty much right on our ass in no time, and because he's 19 and drunk, he's yelling at me "SWITCH PLACES WITH ME, YOURE OLD ENOUGH TO DRINK". While driving about 80 down winding, hilly country roads with a cop 20 feet behind us. "Nope, ain't happening, you wanted to drive, DRIVE".

We finally pulled over after about 5 miles or so, when it became pretty damn obvious we weren't making it back to town. He came up, asked for the info, asked if we'd been drinking. Which I thought was amusing, seeing as how he had just shined his light in the back window and saw the pumpkins piled darn near to the ceiling.

He asked where we were coming from, and I didn't want the guy having the party to get busted, so told him a local bar where my girlfriend worked. (This is important too- remember it) Then, for no apparent reason, he tells us to get in the back, he was driving us back to campus, and the car was to stay there all night. Said he'd check, and if it was gone before tomorrow morning, he'd arrest us both. We were both dumbfounded, and just knew we were going to jail, but he took us back to campus. As he was dropping us off, told us we had to take the pumpkins back where we got them and bring a note to the police station from the farmer saying they'd been returned, or he'd arrest us.

We were still amazed at how being drunk underage, speeding, drunk driving, reckless driving, evading arrest, and thievery resulted in nothing more than a ride home and promise of a "sorry" note. But we gladly took it. Next day, got a ride back to the car, and sheepishly dropped off the pumpkins. Gave the farmer $50 and a bottle of bourbon, since that was the last thing we wanted, and he chuckled and signed our note. We dropped it off at the station, where they chuckled, and went back to the dorm, still not believing we got off scot free.





Flash forward 2 months or so. Turns out, he was banging my girlfriend, a waitress at the bar we mentioned coming from. Didn't know I was the boyfriend, but was afraid that she was the one that served a minor since she went to college with us, and let two guys drive away drunk, didn't want her to get in trouble. I broke up with her, then he did, and I remained charges-free. All's well that ends well, I always say

:lol: damn well as entertaining!

[one2many]

my cousins and i would steal pumpkins from a neighbor every year. the last time, he busted us. i took two loads of rock salt from a shotgun.all over my back,ass and legs.never stole another thing in my life after that night. ass is stinging right now from the memories

[DixieDawg]

I gather walnuts from the trees around the house when they fall and yes it's true sell it every year

[Olly]

I still can't find a damn lid for my UDS! Thinking about paying 60 bucks for a whole weber grill on CL just for the stupid lid!

[one2many]

I still can't find a damn lid for my UDS! Thinking about paying 60 bucks for a whole weber grill on CL just for the stupid lid!

check out some garage sales for and old kettle grill.

[Olly]

I still can't find a damn lid for my UDS! Thinking about paying 60 bucks for a whole weber grill on CL just for the stupid lid!

check out some garage sales for and old kettle grill.

I've been hitting craigslist and the local papers pretty hard. I guess these things never get sold used and just end up in the landfill. I found one on CL brand new for $60 and I'm just finally thinking about buying it. Lady wouldn't back down on her price.

[one2many]

I still can't find a damn lid for my UDS! Thinking about paying 60 bucks for a whole weber grill on CL just for the stupid lid!

check out some garage sales for and old kettle grill.

I've been hitting craigslist and the local papers pretty hard. I guess these things never get sold used and just end up in the landfill. I found one on CL brand new for $60 and I'm just finally thinking about buying it. Lady wouldn't back down on her price.

$60 for brand new is a good price. i bought just a plain old weber two years ago i think it was like 90 bones.

[Olly]

I still can't find a damn lid for my UDS! Thinking about paying 60 bucks for a whole weber grill on CL just for the stupid lid!

check out some garage sales for and old kettle grill.

I've been hitting craigslist and the local papers pretty hard. I guess these things never get sold used and just end up in the landfill. I found one on CL brand new for $60 and I'm just finally thinking about buying it. Lady wouldn't back down on her price.

$60 for brand new is a good price. i bought just a plain old weber two years ago i think it was like 90 bones.

I guess you're right but I was hoping for old, busted and CHEAP with a usable top. This is a ugly drum smoker I'm building after all

[one2many]

you can beat it all up like people do to new furniture to give it the aged patina.
buying a whole grill works out when having people over.sometimes one grill just aint big enough. have the smoker going and two grills for hamburgers,hot dogs and other things.

[assateague]

I still can't find a damn lid for my UDS! Thinking about paying 60 bucks for a whole weber grill on CL just for the stupid lid!

check out some garage sales for and old kettle grill.

I've been hitting craigslist and the local papers pretty hard. I guess these things never get sold used and just end up in the landfill. I found one on CL brand new for $60 and I'm just finally thinking about buying it. Lady wouldn't back down on her price.

It doesn't have to be a Weber lid, does it?

[Olly]

I still can't find a damn lid for my UDS! Thinking about paying 60 bucks for a whole weber grill on CL just for the stupid lid!

check out some garage sales for and old kettle grill.

I've been hitting craigslist and the local papers pretty hard. I guess these things never get sold used and just end up in the landfill. I found one on CL brand new for $60 and I'm just finally thinking about buying it. Lady wouldn't back down on her price.

It doesn't have to be a Weber lid, does it?

No and I found a cheap knock off grill at big lots but it was 21.5" and was way to small to work.

[AKPirate]

Now I want to read both of the Rick's and Jim's books

[Eric Haynes]

What's the diameter of your barrel Olly? I have lids

[DeadEye_Dan]

Don't fall for it Olly - he's just trying to get a picture of your barrel