Charles Dickens, the famous author who wrote "A Christmas Carol" was also a farmer.
As he wasn't a successful author until later in his life, he found it hard to make a living.
On his farm, he grew apples, cherries, and walnuts.
He would take his apples to market,but never had much luck selling all of them. Those that he didn't sell, he would make cider from.
He would take this cider to market, and it didn't sell to greatly either.
He then added a bit of brandy to this cider, and he sold every bottle of the first batch in less than 2 hours.
A star was born.
After a long day at work, ask your wife if you may get your Hard Dickens Cider, and it would make you feel better.
The finest quality around. Guaranteed to hit the spot. After having your Dickens Cider Jugs to relieve the urge, you wont ever again settle for anything less.
When Larry came home after a long, hard day at work, he told his girlfriend Tiffany that he needed his Dickens Cider Jugs to take his mind off the stress.
This is an old spoof heard on radio stations at least as far back as the late 80's but probably much older then that, google it and you can hear the spoof, very funny.
Dickens Energy Cider, DCBI capitolized on this and produced a very tasty energy drink for bars and nightclubs sold in can or "On the gun" www.dickensenergycider.com
Term used to describe someone who is a mix of both rural (country) and urban (metropolitan) lifestyles/upbringings. He/she is typically equally comfortable in both settings and is able to seamlessly slip back and forth between the two, appreciating the characteristics of each.
That ol' gal of mine drives the 12 lane freeway during the week and a John Deere on the weekends. She likes opra and the Grand Ol' Opry. I love them countrypolitan women.
A bath consisting of a variety of slats, oils, soaps or any other added ingredients such as fruits, milks, herbs or any other spices for health or beautifying benifits.
She brought home alot of stuff and took it to the bathroom. She must be taking a witch bath.
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
You didn't get any napkins with your takeout pork fried rice? Womp womp.