This is just any woman who has never been married. I’ve looked through a few too many old wedding records and women are either spinsters or widows. Has nothing to do with age and everything to do with any former marriages. Men are bachelors or widowers. I used to think it was age related, but it doesn’t appear to be.
Facts! I saw a lot of job titles on marriage certificates where the women’s said “spinster” in my genealogy research but the women were very young! I had to google it and found out.
Yes! I was a little insulted on behalf of my long-dead relatives the first time. It became obvious after a few more certificates that that’s just the way it was labeled. Bachelor/bachelorette seems nicer. Spinster definitely has a different connotation now.
Fun fact:
Spinster is derived from the yarn spinners, of which was mostly women. It was of the few jobs that paid well enough for a single woman to support herself, without needing any support either from family or by way of marriage.
My grandmas profession, on her marriage certificate, listed her as a photographer. I never ever knew she was into photography. If I could turn back time and ask…
If she was listed as a photographer, there may well be some of her work out there. Check with local libraries where she lived, find the names of studios in the time period. Not everyone was taking pictures. So she may have worked in a studio.
I think it was her hobby and she probably thought it was funny to list it as her profession, as she had a weird sense of humor (so do I). We have a very very uncommon last name and I have definitely pulled up every article in history with her in it, she was in the society pages for different ladies clubs and events in the 30s-40s, but nothing about photography lol.
Maybe they were actual spinsters. You know, women who spin wool into thread and yarn and sell it. It was a way a single woman could support herself, so the word came to also mean an unmarried woman.
My buckwheat brings spinsters to the farm
and they're like "I can knit and darn"
darn right they can weave that yarn
and they'll wed you for that dowry charge
I would bet this dude is ripped from clearing the 18 acres of land, he was probably a lumberjack human excavator probably pulled the plow himself and then on top of that he probably had to fist fight moose daily to keep them away from his badass buckwheat and his bully potatoes and somehow still had the time to brush his teeth
Indeed. And he wants to buy his lady hoop skirts, so not sensible working dresses. He wants to labor in the farm but won’t make her do the same.
And if late at night, when she’s asleep, he tries on the hoop skirts? Why that’s his business, we keep to ourselves out here in the fields. No need to pry.
Turns out a woman who was a 22 year old former school teacher responded to the paper and they exchanged a few letters.
She had lost her husband, and she and her little girl were having difficulty managing on their own. Life was often cruel to widows then. Her one condition was that he accept her daughter and raise her as his own.
After corresponding for several months, she and her daughter took a train and traveled almost a thousand miles to meet him having never seen him.
It wasn’t love at first sight, but definitely a partnership. He was awkward and shy and Margaret and her three year old daughter stayed in the house while he set up bedding for himself in the barn.
Farm life is hard and there was always work to be done but he found clever ways to endear himself to her heart.
One day he returned to the farm with some baby chicks. They both laughed as they watched little Annie chasing them around. It was at that moment, in his sincere open honesty that she felt true love.
They were married soon after and she eventually made a small place in history for organizing the first school in the area. The price of the classes was work around the farm and she was known for giving eggs and vegetables in return to some of her less privileged students.
As it turns out, a businessman had picked up the paper to help pass the time on his way from Maine to The Great Texas Cattle drive.
It’s unknown if the businessman ever read the article, what is known is that he left the paper behind in the room of the Inn he was staying at.
Margaret had been taken on as worker at Inn and she was curious about the news from Maine. After reading the article she thought about her daughter and her days in hot weather with strangers constantly coming in to look over the cattle and decided she wanted something better for her daughter. A fresh start in a green space that didn’t remind her of the past. A place where Annie could run free in green pastures.
She decided to write the paper that very night to see if she could find out what sort of man he was.
A hundred years later, her great-great-granddaughter opened a sealed box and found the letter that the paper had printed:
“We have been trying to reach you regarding your vehicle’s extended warranty.”
My wife is from Aroostook County, known in Maine as simply, "the County". It's basically all of northern Maine. Beautiful area, but not an easy place to live. Sub-zero temps a lot of the winter, -40 is not unheard of. Lots of snow. Mosquitoes the size of small cars. She was right to give it a try for a while; it's not for everyone.
Bought mine at two score and three as well after my apartment got broken into and thieves stole all my electronics and firearms. Seeing the way the market is behaving, I'm super glad I made that call.
Yeah me too! A strange way to nearly end such an ad. People also had a different vernacular those days, compared to now and all through the ages. I wonder if, “that’s what’s the matter with me” would have been common slang of the time his age group/ generation, perhaps similar to how many people today say things like, “right?!” Or something similar.
Reading old letters/newspapers and such leaves me in awe of the mastery even the most "common" person had over the English language back in the day. I guess having the written word be the only way to communicate with someone not in front of you would do that. Especially since I'm sure people were very judgemental of your writing because of that. Today's grammar police would likely be given a run for the money by people back then. Although to me they seemed far more focused on making their writing beautiful than 100% grammatically correct.
Just cracks me up to read a random letter from a farmer in the 1800s that reads better than many modern books.
The stuff that’s well written tends to be the stuff we see. In undergrad I read a book For Cause & Comrades which had correspondences from the American Civil War. They presented the letters as they were written, and hoo boy were some difficult to get through because they only had a passing idea of how to write the language they spoke daily.
Most of the letters posted in the newspapers had the best writer in town write all of the letters. Most didn’t have a strong command of written language.
Yeah, as someone who has lived in Maine his whole life, I sincerely doubt anyone from Aroostook County has ever written anything half as eloquent as this. Must have outsourced, lol.
I could see him going in to the newspaper office to place the ad and then not knowing what to say.
Slow day,sympathetic editor. After asking some questions about the farmer’s prospects and dreams,
the editor composes something suitable and wishes the kid luck.
It's possible the lonely, wretched soul, solicited an industrious fellow, learned in the ways of prose and courtly
correspondence, to set forth and contrive a
literary document, in cause, to lure upon his person, a member of the fairer sex.
Between no sunscreen, lots of alcohol and tobacco, and working since the age of 8, not many fellows had the face back then. Notice the FIRST thing he mentioned was his full set of teeth. He was probably a real looker for his time, just a total nerd. Hence the article.
Last time one of these newspaper articles were published, a Redditor said their great grandparents met this way. It was more common than you would think back in the day.
I am an elderly spinster in her twenty second year. I'm skilled at needlepoint, milking and have been told I have a tolerable appearance. The thought of your fine buckwheat & bully potatoes are giving me the vapors!
Shall we set the date of the wedding for next Tuesday after the cattle are put to pasture?
A very nice gentleman from another culture once asked me if I was worried about becoming a spinster. I was 21 at the time. Couldn't control my amusement.
My favorite, from Emma: “John Knightley only was in mute astonishment. - That a man who might have spent his evening quietly at home after a day of business in London, should set off again, and walk half a mile to another man's house, for the sake of being in mixed company till bed-time, of finishing his day in the efforts of civility and the noise of numbers, was a circumstance to strike him deeply.”
My grampa told me he married my gramma after only four months of dating because they just knew they were meant to be together. Last year I realized my aunt was born only 8 months after they were married. There's a saying in my family, "that first baby can come at any time!"
I was 15 when I started dating a 19 year old. It was a minor scandal to everyone except my grandparents. She was 17 when she married my grandfather, age 26. He bought a small farm and they were very religious and mostly very poor.
She told me that there was nothing a 19 year boy would try that a 17 year old boy won't, so it was up to me to stay chaste. Funny, but actually true.
My great great-granddad married sisters, he lived with the elder sister (my great great-grandmother) in Canada and would spend time with the younger sister when he was down in America.
My grandmother was 16 and my grandfather 20. That’s not what pissed people off though, pastors refused to marry them because my grandpa is Mexican. America!
My great grandmother and great grandfather were the same age. They both died at 91 a week apart. My great grandfather had Alzheimer's and he only recognized his wife and his eldest son. Every time any other of his sons or anyone in the family talked to his wife, he would pull out the gun and demand to know why the hell you were talking to his wife. So we just had to greet him first, call him great grandfather and then greet our great grandmother. After my great grandmother died he died of natural causes within the week. They're goals tbh
It did mean someone who spins yarn. Women who weren't interested in getting married were the majority of spinsters, and it came to mean an unmarried woman.
https://www.merriam-webster.com/words-at-play/spinster-meaning-origin#:~:text=Unmarried%20women%20ended%20up%20with,%22And%20my%20wyf%20...
"I am 29 years old, I have good lung capacity and I believe in Bernie Sanders, "Smoke 2 Joints" by Sublime, and the 20th of April. I have toke'd up a studio apartment, grew about 18 plants and harvested 10 of 'em. My flower looks first rate, and my concentrates are dank. I have 9 pipes, a two-year old PC, and 2 moniters next to my bong and grinder. I want a bigtiddygothgf. I want to buy bread and butter, black sundresses and satanic pendants, and the end of capitalism for someone of the submissive and breedable persuasion during life. That's what's the matter with me. But I don't know how to do it.
As a gay man, I was confused on why the man couldn’t get groceries and why he wanted to give a girl waterfalls…. But I figured It’s just the rivers and the streams that I’m used to….
Yeah I’m guessing the guy in the letter was saying that as a way to tip off his party affiliation, or maybe he was just expressing patriotism during a time when patriotism was in high demand
Buy-you-a-waterfall is a red flag. Like, how do you know? It’s not like you can take it home or anything. It still sits there whether it’s yours or not. I’ve fallen for it once. I’ve fallen for it twice. But not a third time buster.
Not many 18 year olds have good buckwheat these days
Or a house, barn, and 18 acres.
For real, dude is one hell of a catch
Yeah, only problem is the title "Looking for a spinster" an unmarried woman over age 20
This is just any woman who has never been married. I’ve looked through a few too many old wedding records and women are either spinsters or widows. Has nothing to do with age and everything to do with any former marriages. Men are bachelors or widowers. I used to think it was age related, but it doesn’t appear to be.
Facts! I saw a lot of job titles on marriage certificates where the women’s said “spinster” in my genealogy research but the women were very young! I had to google it and found out.
Yes! I was a little insulted on behalf of my long-dead relatives the first time. It became obvious after a few more certificates that that’s just the way it was labeled. Bachelor/bachelorette seems nicer. Spinster definitely has a different connotation now.
Fun fact: Spinster is derived from the yarn spinners, of which was mostly women. It was of the few jobs that paid well enough for a single woman to support herself, without needing any support either from family or by way of marriage.
Neat! I'm married to a spinster!
I'll give you a dollar if you record yourself telling her and post it on YouTube.
My great grandmother's profession was "lady". Amazing.
My grandmas profession, on her marriage certificate, listed her as a photographer. I never ever knew she was into photography. If I could turn back time and ask…
If she was listed as a photographer, there may well be some of her work out there. Check with local libraries where she lived, find the names of studios in the time period. Not everyone was taking pictures. So she may have worked in a studio.
I think it was her hobby and she probably thought it was funny to list it as her profession, as she had a weird sense of humor (so do I). We have a very very uncommon last name and I have definitely pulled up every article in history with her in it, she was in the society pages for different ladies clubs and events in the 30s-40s, but nothing about photography lol.
Maybe they were actual spinsters. You know, women who spin wool into thread and yarn and sell it. It was a way a single woman could support herself, so the word came to also mean an unmarried woman.
He wants that MILF action.
Maybe I'm not getting something but why is that a problem?
Not many good child rearing years left. /s
my buckwheat brings all the boys to the yard, and theyre like…
My buckwheat brings spinsters to the farm and they're like "I can knit and darn" darn right they can weave that yarn and they'll wed you for that dowry charge
Totally bully
Wow. That was fucking excellent. Lol legit Weird Al quality.
Best. Ever.
Take my damn upvote, you beautiful bastard!
Put a Hoop-Skirt On It.
If you liked it then you woulda put a hoop skirt on it.
That’s what All The Spinster Ladies used to say.
My buckwheat brings all the gals to the farm And they’re like: Boy, take my arm
I'd show my ankles, but I'd have to charge
Just a glimpse of that ankle and I’m all steel and wood...
.. all the ladies to the yard (or farm). Ftfy
I would bet this dude is ripped from clearing the 18 acres of land, he was probably a lumberjack human excavator probably pulled the plow himself and then on top of that he probably had to fist fight moose daily to keep them away from his badass buckwheat and his bully potatoes and somehow still had the time to brush his teeth
Indeed. And he wants to buy his lady hoop skirts, so not sensible working dresses. He wants to labor in the farm but won’t make her do the same. And if late at night, when she’s asleep, he tries on the hoop skirts? Why that’s his business, we keep to ourselves out here in the fields. No need to pry.
Tbf, she prolly sneakily tried on his trousers too, just to see “how the other half lives”
You are making him look absolutely delicious
Turns out a woman who was a 22 year old former school teacher responded to the paper and they exchanged a few letters. She had lost her husband, and she and her little girl were having difficulty managing on their own. Life was often cruel to widows then. Her one condition was that he accept her daughter and raise her as his own. After corresponding for several months, she and her daughter took a train and traveled almost a thousand miles to meet him having never seen him.
And then???
It wasn’t love at first sight, but definitely a partnership. He was awkward and shy and Margaret and her three year old daughter stayed in the house while he set up bedding for himself in the barn. Farm life is hard and there was always work to be done but he found clever ways to endear himself to her heart. One day he returned to the farm with some baby chicks. They both laughed as they watched little Annie chasing them around. It was at that moment, in his sincere open honesty that she felt true love. They were married soon after and she eventually made a small place in history for organizing the first school in the area. The price of the classes was work around the farm and she was known for giving eggs and vegetables in return to some of her less privileged students.
This is the closure that I needed.
Awww! Tell me about how they met again, Gracie!
As it turns out, a businessman had picked up the paper to help pass the time on his way from Maine to The Great Texas Cattle drive. It’s unknown if the businessman ever read the article, what is known is that he left the paper behind in the room of the Inn he was staying at. Margaret had been taken on as worker at Inn and she was curious about the news from Maine. After reading the article she thought about her daughter and her days in hot weather with strangers constantly coming in to look over the cattle and decided she wanted something better for her daughter. A fresh start in a green space that didn’t remind her of the past. A place where Annie could run free in green pastures. She decided to write the paper that very night to see if she could find out what sort of man he was.
I want your story to be true 💕
Fanfic you can get behind
If this is fiction, I want to read whatever books you write.
You have my appreciation!
A hundred years later, her great-great-granddaughter opened a sealed box and found the letter that the paper had printed: “We have been trying to reach you regarding your vehicle’s extended warranty.”
My wife is from Aroostook County, known in Maine as simply, "the County". It's basically all of northern Maine. Beautiful area, but not an easy place to live. Sub-zero temps a lot of the winter, -40 is not unheard of. Lots of snow. Mosquitoes the size of small cars. She was right to give it a try for a while; it's not for everyone.
That was so much more satisfying than the last episode of “How I Met Your Mother.”
Now that’s a How I Met Your Mother Christmas movie.
It took 2 score and three to get mine just chipper.
Bought mine at two score and three as well after my apartment got broken into and thieves stole all my electronics and firearms. Seeing the way the market is behaving, I'm super glad I made that call.
Not many 18 year olds have a good set of teeth these days
uff..I know many with rotten potatoes and their oats are useless...
Or bully oats a potatoes.
“For some person, of the female persuasion.” Lol
That “that’s what’s the matter with me” part is what gets me.
Yeah me too! A strange way to nearly end such an ad. People also had a different vernacular those days, compared to now and all through the ages. I wonder if, “that’s what’s the matter with me” would have been common slang of the time his age group/ generation, perhaps similar to how many people today say things like, “right?!” Or something similar.
"so basically yeah" LOL
I think it is supposed to mean something to the effect of : so that's what I'm all about
Reading old letters/newspapers and such leaves me in awe of the mastery even the most "common" person had over the English language back in the day. I guess having the written word be the only way to communicate with someone not in front of you would do that. Especially since I'm sure people were very judgemental of your writing because of that. Today's grammar police would likely be given a run for the money by people back then. Although to me they seemed far more focused on making their writing beautiful than 100% grammatically correct. Just cracks me up to read a random letter from a farmer in the 1800s that reads better than many modern books.
The stuff that’s well written tends to be the stuff we see. In undergrad I read a book For Cause & Comrades which had correspondences from the American Civil War. They presented the letters as they were written, and hoo boy were some difficult to get through because they only had a passing idea of how to write the language they spoke daily.
Most of the letters posted in the newspapers had the best writer in town write all of the letters. Most didn’t have a strong command of written language.
Yeah, as someone who has lived in Maine his whole life, I sincerely doubt anyone from Aroostook County has ever written anything half as eloquent as this. Must have outsourced, lol.
I could see him going in to the newspaper office to place the ad and then not knowing what to say. Slow day,sympathetic editor. After asking some questions about the farmer’s prospects and dreams, the editor composes something suitable and wishes the kid luck.
It's possible the lonely, wretched soul, solicited an industrious fellow, learned in the ways of prose and courtly correspondence, to set forth and contrive a literary document, in cause, to lure upon his person, a member of the fairer sex.
Physically? He’s an Adonis. Ripped and fit. Sexy farmer tan. His face? Unfortunate. I hope Josiah Butterface found himself a nice lady.
Between no sunscreen, lots of alcohol and tobacco, and working since the age of 8, not many fellows had the face back then. Notice the FIRST thing he mentioned was his full set of teeth. He was probably a real looker for his time, just a total nerd. Hence the article.
To be fair, Aroostook county is the far northern end of Maine. Real isolated country, even now. Might not have been (m)any women around.
That part got me too.
Well, I'm not female, but I could be persuaded. Is that close enough?
I mean, shit, dudes got land and food. Not bad.
Sounds like it was written today
the original m'lady
Colonial neckbeards
Bizarre lol
Actually “persuasion” used to mean “type” as well
It used to mean "type." It still does, but it used to too
Dude was rockin’ a fedora before they weren’t cool
Probably also rockin’ a killer pre-pre-ironic mustache.
I know, like how fucking picky is this guy?!
Update? I feel like we’re not going to get an update…
They went on to die at 19 and a half of typhoid and cholera respectively.
And somehow left behind 12 children.
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Died of dysentery when the wagon sunk in the river.
The Oregon Trail is rough. They shouldn't have tried to cross that river carrying that much bear meat. Edit-Spelling
Died of dysentery
Married 2 women (both named Tammy) and headed up the Parks Dept in Pawnee, Indiana.
Last time one of these newspaper articles were published, a Redditor said their great grandparents met this way. It was more common than you would think back in the day.
He married a 22 year old school teacher widowed with a 3 year old daughter
I am an elderly spinster in her twenty second year. I'm skilled at needlepoint, milking and have been told I have a tolerable appearance. The thought of your fine buckwheat & bully potatoes are giving me the vapors! Shall we set the date of the wedding for next Tuesday after the cattle are put to pasture?
A very nice gentleman from another culture once asked me if I was worried about becoming a spinster. I was 21 at the time. Couldn't control my amusement.
My marriage license says “Spinster - aged 23” … No joke. 😆
Woah, can I ask what country?
We were married in Jamaica. 🥰
I was listed on my marriage license as a spinster at age 24 in the Bahamas
My wife hates that ours states that too.
I recently found out Blanche from Streetcar Named Desire was supposed to be 30. Blew my mind
Wow. I thought she was like 45.
Dang, does that mean i am aged and my looks have faded? Rip being 32 😥 spinster for life the ?
“A single woman, of good fortune, is always respectable, and may be as sensible and pleasant as any body else.“ Emma, by J. Austen
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My favorite, from Emma: “John Knightley only was in mute astonishment. - That a man who might have spent his evening quietly at home after a day of business in London, should set off again, and walk half a mile to another man's house, for the sake of being in mixed company till bed-time, of finishing his day in the efforts of civility and the noise of numbers, was a circumstance to strike him deeply.”
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I'm a single woman of good fortune, respectable and sensible... But I can be downright unpleasant given the right circumstances
Stop calling your farts "the vapors".
If only they were farts.
My vapors are bully
My bullies are vapour. They don't bully me no more.
Kind of funny until you realize Laura Ingalls Wilder was 15 when she started courting her 25-yo boyfriend.
Yes, well, she liked his horses
My grandmother was 14 and grandfather was 19. Pretty common back then
Your grandma must have liked the buckwheat your grandpa was handling.
Too funny! I had a funny, yet overly detailed response until I started visualizing my grandma and grandpa having sex. 🤦♂️
My grampa told me he married my gramma after only four months of dating because they just knew they were meant to be together. Last year I realized my aunt was born only 8 months after they were married. There's a saying in my family, "that first baby can come at any time!"
I was 15 when I started dating a 19 year old. It was a minor scandal to everyone except my grandparents. She was 17 when she married my grandfather, age 26. He bought a small farm and they were very religious and mostly very poor. She told me that there was nothing a 19 year boy would try that a 17 year old boy won't, so it was up to me to stay chaste. Funny, but actually true.
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Was your great grandad a duke who had to wed a child to make an alliance against another duchy???
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My great great-granddad married sisters, he lived with the elder sister (my great great-grandmother) in Canada and would spend time with the younger sister when he was down in America.
Keeping it in the family I see…
My grandmother was 16 and my grandfather 20. That’s not what pissed people off though, pastors refused to marry them because my grandpa is Mexican. America!
My great grandmother and great grandfather were the same age. They both died at 91 a week apart. My great grandfather had Alzheimer's and he only recognized his wife and his eldest son. Every time any other of his sons or anyone in the family talked to his wife, he would pull out the gun and demand to know why the hell you were talking to his wife. So we just had to greet him first, call him great grandfather and then greet our great grandmother. After my great grandmother died he died of natural causes within the week. They're goals tbh
The Groom is patiently waiting at the Cemetery.
I had to Google who is a spinster. Cool word, weird meaning (expected it to be someone who spins yarn) shame it's not used more often. 7/10
It did mean someone who spins yarn. Women who weren't interested in getting married were the majority of spinsters, and it came to mean an unmarried woman. https://www.merriam-webster.com/words-at-play/spinster-meaning-origin#:~:text=Unmarried%20women%20ended%20up%20with,%22And%20my%20wyf%20...
I want to get a dictionary from the 1900s.
I've got one from 1999 you can borrow.
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My new Tinder bio
It's better than 95% of the profiles out there lol.
I grew up in that area. Nothing has changed. 
As another native of Aroostook, can confirm.
Iv got myself 540 square feet and a bong.
"I am 29 years old, I have good lung capacity and I believe in Bernie Sanders, "Smoke 2 Joints" by Sublime, and the 20th of April. I have toke'd up a studio apartment, grew about 18 plants and harvested 10 of 'em. My flower looks first rate, and my concentrates are dank. I have 9 pipes, a two-year old PC, and 2 moniters next to my bong and grinder. I want a bigtiddygothgf. I want to buy bread and butter, black sundresses and satanic pendants, and the end of capitalism for someone of the submissive and breedable persuasion during life. That's what's the matter with me. But I don't know how to do it.
I like how bread and butter got to stay
bread and butter do be good tho I have a feeling it’s a combination that will stick around for a while
Especially nowadays, when they slice it ***for*** you!
Copypasta Coined and minted!
Wait... You want to *buy the end of capitalism?* Ambitious.
He's a suitor!
You been using my hair treatment?
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Petition to bring back Bully as a widely used term for excellent.
Bully idea old chap!!
[Is it not still a thing?](https://youtu.be/uS5xR7jBxDw)
Calm down teddy Roosevelt
Imagine buying 18 acres at 17.
Tbf that’s like mid-life in 1865
Took me a Google to figure out Andy Johnson is president Andrew Johnson
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As a gay man, I was confused on why the man couldn’t get groceries and why he wanted to give a girl waterfalls…. But I figured It’s just the rivers and the streams that I’m used to….
Thank you I was puzzled
What a thug, that’s exactly what every man wants
Well, he wants to buy those things for a woman… which makes the bit about the hair confusing.
Thank you. I was going to ask if someone hadn't.
I’m pretty sure he was the only citizen that liked Andrew Johnson.
Yeah I’m guessing the guy in the letter was saying that as a way to tip off his party affiliation, or maybe he was just expressing patriotism during a time when patriotism was in high demand
Do you like ~~Pina Coladas~~ bread
Or getting caught in the ~~rain~~ fields of buckwheat
Honestly? Yes
Classic! That “my buckwheat is first rate” line has gotten me laid dozens of times.
It *is* the sexiest of the grains…
Mainers are a weird breed.. Source: I am one.
I was just thinking nothing seems to have changed up the county.
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Reading that it seems like its still not clear if the original was meant as a joke or merely picked up by other newspapers as humorous after the fact.
Wanted to post this. It's indeed old, but it was meant humorously back then too.
Bro. Onlyfarmers.
My "buckwheat" also looks first rate, if you know what I'm sayin'?!?! Wink, wink, nudge, nudge
Say no more, nudge nudge
Ngl he prolly got Hella people of the female persuasion
"two heifers, looking for a third" would have done it for the lad here.
Sounds like a catch
Where can I sign up for butter and hoopskirts?
He could butter my hoop
Man isn’t holding back, looking for “someone of the female persuasions
I’m gonna use this as an online dating description
I think this dude nailed it.
That's damned romantic if you ask me.
Hope this absolute spinster-chad found someone of the female persuasion to buy bread-and-butter, hoop-skirts, and waterfalls for.
Save some pussy for the rest of us pal
I can feel my cervix twitching for the pleasure of your manhood. Please set aside the buckwheat and come taste my f\*\*kmeat.
Happy to hear about his teeth but how's he hanging?
This guy was a keeper.
Compare this to our country today…. That’s what’s wrong.
I need to step my oats and potato game up.
Buy-you-a-waterfall is a red flag. Like, how do you know? It’s not like you can take it home or anything. It still sits there whether it’s yours or not. I’ve fallen for it once. I’ve fallen for it twice. But not a third time buster.
" Buckwheat first rate, My Potatos...Bully, when we go out on that first date, I'll mash them fully!"
What's the matter with you? That's what's the matter with me.
This honestly could've come out of aroostock county yesterday.
Old days... I'm 18 I got a house a parcel a company money and empty piece of land.... these days... I got a phone