Your use of two hands is disturbing. A self shocker? I'm already here! And big, is an understatement. Shouldn't you be in school? Or is that short bus waiting for you again? Try and keep up.
A guy takes one night to spend singing Christmas carols to his dogs and chickens, and comes back to 20 new pages.
Best thread ever.
Uh, Gruff, drunken dirty songs from Greek Row don't actually qualify as Carols......... But they are a sure as hell are more fun. I'll bet those animals sat there enraptured, watching that hole in the beard produce an evening lullaby.
They loved it. After I get warmed up I'm like one of those eyetalian opera singers. Beautiful music reverbating across the prairie.
Your use of two hands is disturbing. A self shocker? I'm already here! And big, is an understatement. Shouldn't you be in school? Or is that short bus waiting for you again? Try and keep up.
I have a newish neighbor who purchased a really nice place from an older couple who me and Mrs. BD had known for a decade or two. Younger guy (which means less than 63) with a blond GF and one of those Malinois critters named Bear. He's the one I saw chitt in the woods the other day. Anyway, he's a shooter/hunter/archer and seemed like a good sort and he was interested in this pig thing I got going on. Being of the .300 mag persuasion he was a little skeptical about the merits of poppin' pigs with .22s, but after some discussion I realized he was up on anatomy and such, so I invited him to join me on a hunt.
I got several styles of "hunt", all of which get exercised from time to time. Still hunting (preferred), stand hunting (boring if I forget my I-Phone) and trapping (when I just want to kill chitt w/o getting sweaty). The object is to kill pigs as a first priority. Grillin' ain't far behind.
So's anyhoo, I brief this fella, get dressed for the ball and off we go. We were back in about 1/4 mile off the river on what passes for high country around here, that being the difference between standing in water and not, depending on tide phase. Got settled down where we could watch a low ridge and wide shallow gully, the ridge being about 15 yards in front of us. Wind was right, sun going down, and we'd been settled in for about 5 minutes when 5 hogs drifted thru the brush just far enough out we had no shot. He had my 10/22 and I was backing him up with the Savage 24.
It got real quiet for about 30 minutes and then a little football sized pig walked out in front of us. Mighta weighed 10#. Then comes another. Then comes momma. Jaysus H. KEErist this was a big fuggin' hog! Fat one too, mighta tripped the scales around 300#.
So I'm sitting there on my ass lookin' at her face over the barrel, and my pardner was doing the same thru the K2.5...perfect shot was there for the taking....waiting...wondering...breeze shifted ever so slightly and we were busted. Deep grunt and the old bitch whirled and was gone.
We sat there a little longer and two deer walked up,looked around a bit then wandered off. Smallish doe and a yearling. I snapped a pic just for giggles. My ass had gone to sleep by then.
Anyway, time to go and all that, I asked him if the palmetto fronds had obscured his view and he nodded. On the way out I clipped the offending fronds out of the way for the next time, thinking, "yeah, maybe, maybe not."
We got back to the truck and he made a comment that he sure woulda felt more comfy with his .243...and he needed to see this .22 RF thing work a time or three before he was really ready to embrace the idea. (That qualifies as a "maybe not", see the previous paragraph). This guy obviously has no Irish in the family background.
He was "shocked" at the amount of wildlife we saw. City folk...wow.... Good news is I didn't have to skin a hog last night. Better news is I got a date with that ol' bitch on my terms w/o the baggage. She might be fat enough to make bacon, and that is damn rare with wild pigs. HA! There will be blood!
Ooooh-Raaah!
BD
PS: That blond wench works for me...
A true Barbarian Dan account. This is how the pasta eaters lost their eagles in Teutoburg.
What the [bleep]! First it's the candy assed avatar of the Habs logo now this? Calling out JFC and Tuner in the same breath? Son, you need to pull your Canuck head squarely out of your ass! Clearly the hemorrhoids, anal herpes and genital ass warts are precluding your air supply whilst your dome is inserted in your grommet. Come up for [bleep] air and re establish yourself. Too late to apologize but it can't hurt. I think you would be fortunate to pair up with the Greek...I am counting on him showing up here and giving you a couple of words of wisdom...possibly a devastating left jab...who knows. This calling people out from north of the border is ridiculous. Where the [bleep] is Arch?
What the [bleep]! First it's the candy assed avatar of the Habs logo now this? Calling out JFC and Tuner in the same breath? Son, you need to pull your Canuck head squarely out of your ass! Clearly the hemorrhoids, anal herpes and genital ass warts are precluding your air supply whilst your dome is inserted in your grommet. Come up for [bleep] air and re establish yourself. Too late to apologize but it can't hurt. I think you would be fortunate to pair up with the Greek...I am counting on him showing up here and giving you a couple of words of wisdom...possibly a devastating left jab...who knows. This calling people out from north of the border is ridiculous. Where the [bleep] is Arch?
Yes. Arch is funny.
Dave
Originally Posted by Geno67
Trump being classless,tasteless and clueless as usual.
Originally Posted by Judman
Sorry, trump is a no tax payin pile of shiit.
Originally Posted by KSMITH
My young wife decided to play the field and had moved several dudes into my house
They loved it. After I get warmed up I'm like one of those eyetalian opera singers. Beautiful music reverbating across the prairie.
That's almost like a Montana Nativity Scene in my mind's eye. Beautiful. What were you crooning, in Pavarotti style? Jerry Jeff's "why don't we get drunk and screw?"
The BTE is losing steam. We've got an influx of Canadinks, and no Boxer.
Ain't either.
Boxer got lost in the wilderness. When he whacks down enough trees he can see the sun he'll be back. I do wish the Aussies would make sure they were commode huggin' drunk before posting however. And the boys from Canuckistan is just cranky cause they can't have a great big phoucin' wheelgun on their hip like the rest of us.
Speakin' of wheelguns, I wandered thru Freedom, WY awhile back and visited the FA factory. They had the coolest damn TP roll hanger in the men's room. Full on FA in .44 Mag as I recall, bolted to the wall with the TP hangin' on the barrel. Chitt, I wish I could afford a a TP roll hanger worth a couple grand or so. Probably would just rent a midget instead, but it would be nice to have the option if you get my drift.
I am..........disturbed.
Concerning the difference between man and the jackass: some observers hold that there isn't any. But this wrongs the jackass. -Twain
What the [bleep]! First it's the candy assed avatar of the Habs logo now this? Calling out JFC and Tuner in the same breath? Son, you need to pull your Canuck head squarely out of your ass! Clearly the hemorrhoids, anal herpes and genital ass warts are precluding your air supply whilst your dome is inserted in your grommet. Come up for [bleep] air and re establish yourself. Too late to apologize but it can't hurt. I think you would be fortunate to pair up with the Greek...I am counting on him showing up here and giving you a couple of words of wisdom...possibly a devastating left jab...who knows. This calling people out from north of the border is ridiculous. Where the [bleep] is Arch?
You fellers need to get your hides thickened the [bleep] up! Getting your panties all wadded up won't solve a damn thing. Apologize for what? A bunch of pantie wadded thin skins that can't keep up? Give your abuntantly thick heads a collective shake. And just for clarification, I mean the pointy one on the top of your neck, where you breathe from your mouth. I thought you bastids were supposed to be rough and tough, like John Wayne toilet paper. Instead you all are about as hard a full diaper.
No wonder the PooBah has reduced his participation to the evening session. It's just getting all to "sensitive" all up in here.
