Sleepy time

Really? Since when? I don’t remember any of that farmer nonsense.
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long row to hoe (plural long rows to hoe)

  1. (idiomatic) A difficult, arduous task or set of tasks; a lengthy, demanding project.
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3:00 in a rocking chair, and it’s never too early for @Mikie ’s
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NounEdit
long row to hoe (plural long rows to hoe)

  1. (idiomatic) A difficult, arduous task or set of tasks; a lengthy, demanding project.
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Excellent!

Road ahoe is loosely permissible. But please don't be talking about the windshield factor!!!!!!!!
 
So here's the problem for these west coast chaps...

First you have to explain what a "row" is.

Then you have to explain what a "hoe" is.

Not sure how many people on this site understand manual farm labor :) I grew up in the corn fields and used to play tag and hide 'n seek in the corn rows, and I know what it is to hoe a row :)
My first 3 jobs in life were on Ranches, so I know them both very well.

I later learned a different hoe in Hollywood... :geek: but that’s another story.
 
OK, I have to pull out this clip again, since we are talking about hoes. Please watch it this time.

The show: Corner Gas. The setting: Dog River, Saskatchewan. The setup - town leaders are looking for ways to increase tourism. 2 minute version:


Here's the longer, more comprehensive version - worth the extra minute to see the resolution:

 
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NounEdit
long row to hoe (plural long rows to hoe)

  1. (idiomatic) A difficult, arduous task or set of tasks; a lengthy, demanding project.
SynonymsEdit
See alsoEdit

I get that reference! Ag work as a kid FTW! I think my longest hoed row was probably 600 yards. Thankfully I was quickly promoted to pesticide sprayer and only hoed long rows for one day. :p
 
OK, I have to pull out this clip again, since we are talking about hoes. Please watch it this time:

The show: Corner Gas. The setting. Dog River, Saskatchewan. The setup - town leaders are looking for ways to increase tourism. 2 minute version:


Here's the longer, more comprehensive version - worth the extra minute to see the resolution:

Confirmed there is just nothin like a big dirty hoe.
I'm right there with yah!

On one ranch I worked, it had a YUGE garden. It had several really long rows to hoe. By the time I was done hoe'in I was dead tired. A man can only handle so many hoes at once. Those are my thoughts...:gotnothing:
 
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I get that reference! Ag work as a kid FTW! I think my longest hoed row was probably 600 yards. Thankfully I was quickly promoted to pesticide sprayer and only hoed long rows for one day. :p
I've never hoed a row. I've installed and repaired barbed-wire fences; dropped, limbed, skidded and decked trees, and bucked hay bales. That's about it for my rural credentials. No farming nor animal husbandry.
 
bucked hay bales

One of our neighbors was a farmer who used to shock his corn. Very old school. Got to a point where people would come from miles around every Fall (no joke) to take photos of his fields with all the corn shocks.

When he died, the county bought his farm, and it is actually a farm museum now - where kids go to see how farms work. Makes me both happy... and sad. I wonder how many small independent farmers are left out there...

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Confirmed there is just nothin like a big dirty hoe.
I'm right there with yah!

On one ranch I worked, it had a YUGE garden. It had several really long rows to hoe. By the time I was done hoe'in I was dead tired. A man can only handle so many hoes at once. Those are my thoughts...:gotnothing:

Huge difference between hoe (weed removal/soil aeration tool) and ho' (woman of negotiable virtue).

Just sayin'. :whistling::whistling:
 
A Hindu, a Jew, and a mountain biker are on a road trip. Out in the middle of nowhere, their car breaks down, so they start to walk to find the nearest service station. After walking a few miles, they come across a farm. Seeking a place to sleep for the night, they knock on the door and ask the farmer if they can sleep in the barn.

The farmer says it's OK as long as they don't disturb his animals, so the three men go to the barn to sleep.

Fifteen minutes later, the Hindu bangs on the farmer's door and asks if he can sleep in the house, because he cannot sleep with sacred cows next to him. The farmer says it's OK and lets him in.

Fifteen minutes after that, the Jew bangs on the farmer's door and asks if he can sleep in the house, because he cannot sleep with pigs next to him. The farmer says it's OK and let's him in.

Fifteen minutes after that, the farmer hears a knock on the door, and by this time he is very annoyed. He flings open the door, and there stand the cows and the pigs.
 
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