That's what this blog is all about...and now we bring you, the American way part:
I was searching for some "survival gear"...and I found this:
Really? Is this where we are as a country? But wait, don't order yet, for those that pick up after their dog, and carry it around with them for the rest of the walk, and don't want to be a hypoocrite, it comes with options:
I'm sorry folks, I wasn't raised that way...I was raised this way:
Not really. We did live in the lap of luxury...we had a two-seater (true story):
Now that I'm older, and wiser, I have taught my boys everything I know....about marketing:
For sale now (limited time only)
While conducting research for this post, I found this gem :
I have the same type of upbringing. Even my eventual wife had to dig outhouses. We thought it was more convenient at times than indoor plumbing. Nice post.
Now I'm jealous we didn't have the double toilets in our out house.
Thanks for the post.
Good grief son, must you share our family "private" issues with your public?
Seriously, there were a few times I could have used the Travel Toilet while Geocaching.
Is that soft green foliage near the log stinging nettle?
You should charge extra for that sort of 'experience for city people'...
No it isn't LL, I think it's the remains of the last guys spinach and squash sub sandwich...with extra relish.
well I would buy it but I'm still looking for one with a portable wall for privacy. But I'll remember to buy one so if I can't reach something I can stand on it.
Don't wipe with it, Jon...
Oh what a relief.
LL: Lord knows how many times I've done that.
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