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A certain restaurant chain with a location in Hiram is having their birthday today. To celebrate they sold their little gut grenades for 50 cents each (which is still too dang high). So I'll beat surepip to the dinner thread tonight. I had ten tasty little belly bombs and some limp fries. Now, if I can just find some tums for desert, all will be well.

Possible GD, but they would have to have been for over ten years. That's when the pluming was completely replaced. I saw no signs of recent digging. Plus the yard is fenced with dogs in it. And no, there is no fence post in line with the water line.

It's Hainted I tell you! I'm going with bad meter, until my friend calls and can give me a definitive answer. If he doesn't have a clue, THEN I call an exorcist!

I hope none of these idiots pop up around me. I have whats been called "coulrophbia", am 6'-0" tall, over 240 lbs., and proficient in C.Q.C. I would truly hate to end up in jail because some dumb a** thought he was funny.

Done that, GD. But thanks, I was wondering if anyone would come up with it.

Thanks for the help. But as I've said, basic pluming, no ice maker, no pipes in the walls, the washing machine pipes (like all pipes) go from the basement through the floor. I put my hands on every inch of pipe, valve, and fitting including looking in the septic clean out and found no moving water.

Now you've got me in the mood for chitlins.

Sounds yummy, glad I waited for your post before dig'n into my low country boil tonight.

Yeah, GD. I just didn't want to use the "D" word.

No dishwasher, not mechanical any way. Yeah, I'm betting on the meter, just waiting on a good friend that's been pluming since he could crawl to call me back to verify that or give me the chants needed to exorcise those demons.

Nope, GD. It's all basic, 1 toilet, 2 sinks, 1 tub, 1 washing machine, 2 spigots, and 1 water heater. All accessible, none in the walls. Like I said, my hands touched every inch of pipe there.

It seams that the German's may have one upped U.S. auto makers. Before moving their U.S. headquarters to Sandy Springs next year, Mecedes-Benz have teamed up with Gwinnett Technical College. Merc is donating new cars, tech manuals, and assistance to the school and Tech trains it's students to Mercedes standards. Dink, they have a ready made work force in trade that's lagging behind the technology of the day. No regular Joe and most lifetime professionals don't have the tech savy to work on the cars coming out of Detroit, much less the high dollar Euros. Once again, someone showing Detroit how

Thanks, but there's only three lines that penetrate the walls. The feed line and two spigots, and they all check out.

The first thing I did was check the meter. Turned it off, the little dial quit turning. Turned off the valve in the house, the little dial quit turning, so it shouldn't be in the yard, right? I put my hand on EVERY inch of pipe, every connection, and every valve in and under the house. I even looked in the septic clean out. I not once felt, saw or herd ANY water and that little dial is turning as fast as if the sink was on. She even put food color in the toilet tank and none made it to the bowl. It's HAINTED I tell you.

Collard greens, pinto beans, baked sweet taters, and corn bread. Dang surepip, how is it that I can eat a full meal, then get on here and read one of your post and be hungry all over again? You're just gonna have to start posting before you cook, or I've gotta wait till you post before I eat.

That pluming is hainted! I'm bringing an exorcist with me next time. It's close enough to Halloween to make spook jokes ain't it? It just won the first round, but I still got some fight left in me. Rev, I agree on semantics. Some of my favorite disagreements have been caused by nothing more. Usually it's my red neck version vs. someones intellectual or educated one, just as in this case. It's all fun. GD, I checked every inch of pipe and every valve in and under the house, even the septic clean out. I couldn't see, hear, or feel any water moving or dripping any where. Dang Haints!

In his patent it's called a "check valve", look it up. Webster defines a check valve as : a valve that allows flow in only one direction.

Excuse me, but this person has enough to be worried about with out wondering if her toilets are gonna get sucked dry by this problem. What back of the match book, night school did you get your Hydrology degree from? You deserve a refund. Since Thomas Crapper (yes that was his name) was awarded the first patent for the modern flush toilet in the last part of the 1800's, there has been NO WAY the water can be siphoned out of the tank due, mostly to his invention of the ball CHECK VALVE in the tank. But also because the water in the tank does not contact the (contaminated) water in the bowl until

O.K. I made the short trip back to the pond again this morning and it came close to being as good as yesterday. In the melee I caught 2 more dang "paper mouths", making 3 total this week. The pond is catch and release except for crappie, and they're catch and release into grease. So, tonight's menu is simple. Fried fish, fries, hush puckies, and home made cole slaw. My arteries are hardening just writing this, but what a way to go.

Thanks, Dana. I put this on here in case there was any one here that remembered her, she moved to the other side of the state nearly 60 years ago. She grew up at the corner of 92 & 120 ( where the bowling alley is now) and went to school at Hiram with her sisters : Hazel Morris, Mary Dean Mitchel, Caroline Freeman, Catherine Raper, and baby brother Russell Moss. All of which stayed close to the area.

My aunt Janelle, daughter of Lawrence T. and Florence Moss, wife of N.T. Bagwell passed yesterday morning. Visitation will be Monday 6 p.m. till 8 p.m. at Northeside Chapel Funeral Directors located at 12050 Crabapple Rd. Roswell, Ga. www.northsidechaple.com

Man, you just had to go there. I had chili dogs and home fries.

Oh well, it's 61 degs.now, time to close the windows and turn the A/C back on.

I've yet to figger out what it is about that sound...that takes one back. Back to one's early teens when you first cast a buzz bait before it was good day light, out on to an eerielly glass like pond with just a whiff of fog rising from the water. You haven't a clue as to what you're doing, heck you've just taught yourself to use a bait caster reel, but you've seen the likes of Bill Dance and Roland Martin do it on T.V. with great success. So there you are, not a sound except that ..chirp..chirp..chirp, then a hole the size of a 5 gallon bucket opens in the water and for the first time you the

BEST MORNING EVER!!!! My fish tale will prob. be a little long winded, so I'll start it in a new thread.