I had this strange dream the other night that I wondered into a bar inhabited by the characters found here.

It was a very spacious place on the inside. Lodgepole pine construction, exposed beams, and a long bar along the rear wall. Plenty of animal mounts of the walls. One side had the African stuff and the other North American. I must have entered relatively early in the evening as there were only a scattered few at tables and, the not many bellied up to the bar yet.

RickBin was tending bar, having a conversation about the local micro brew with Pugs. "Campfire IPA" or some such thing. A large advert sign informed me that that Campfire IPA was "Barakastan's Finest Brew". Who was I to argue with such a claim? I ordered one & asked RickB if I could barter for my brew in Barakatstan. He insisted on cash.

I grabbed my brew and strolled around. The African corner looked interesting. Ingwe and Mule Deer talked while Jorge stared down the ample cleaveage of some Amazon blonde, oblivious his surroundings.

Isaac was hawking the video of his latest safari entitled "Bwana Don Does Maun". He still hadn't gotten his leopard.


I was getting hungry, and wanted to order some food. It seems BrotherBart was manning the grill. I figured chili was a safe bet.

As more people filed in, it turns out it was "Tequila Tuesday". 5 for 1 Resposado. RickB- that was a bad idea. Within 30 minutes all hell started to break loose.


By the time I got a refill on my brew, Bristoe and Derby Dude were about to be baptized in a vat of Bart's Chili. BC Brian was attempting to score with this ugly Neanderthal chick.

SteveNO had Maser by the neck, demonstrating why oxygen is essential for life forms.

Steelhead was trying to get the Gator game on the big screen for he and Mannlicher.

Jorge had stopped looking at boobs and was taking a swing at MoccasinJoe and Swampy. Ingwe had stripped dow to his leopard print thong and was doing a table dance. JJHACK was stuffing dollar bills in the said thong.

I awoke without knowing how the evening ended.

What happened after I left?

Gus walked in but everyone ignored him.

Big Stick's drinks were cut, and he was asked to leave.

Mr Lee walked in and struck up a feisty game of bridge then fell asleep.

And the fight was on!

Wow.... And thanks for including me... I think...

AKBushrat came in, opened his big mouth, and was promptly punched in it.

Actually T LEE walked in and everybody fell asleep!

Better yet, where in the he77 is Les and why aren't there any Lions games on or spiders in the room?

This reminds me of the progressive stories that we used to write here. A member named "Little Miss Deer" (or something like that) used to start them or coax somebody into starting one. We'd take turns writing a segement and it would just build. Naturally, they'd get disjointed and ridiculous, but some of them were funny.

IIRC, Shaman has got one rolling a time or two.

Jeff O and VAnimrod got into an argument about politics and Obabma in particular and had to be separated by the resident big guy and bouncer STXhunter before it went bloody. Woulda got realy ugly, and quicklike.

Winnie1300 came in and was surprised that he was allowed into a bar at age 17 but, this IS Africa where the legal drinking age is achieved when you can reach up to the bar and lay your money down. He was showing pictures of the ground squirrel he killed when Swapmama700 started to lecture him on shooting 'game' out of season whereupon several patrons took it upon themselves to escort 'Ol Swampy to the mens bathroon where he got a new "Swirly" hairdoo! (for those not in the know, a 'swirly' is given when a person - usually a well deserving know it all or otherwise butt - is placed head first into the commode and the handle is flushed repeatedly until the proper look and smell is attained. Ususally a good attitude adjusting mechanism)

Speaking of Shaman where has that antler headed dude got off to?

Swampthing or should i say Swampman700 was trying to find a job teaching spelling the English language

Been wondering that myself. Hope all is going well for him and his brood.

He thought the bar gathering was in the Czech repuplic and has been juicing up on bad Absenthe' for the past coupla months. Wonder who gave him THOSE directions.....

ThomasMagnum and UtahLefty ensconced themselves in a corner with their cameras and snapped photos and video of the entire debacle.

Lt Pat Powell picked up his drink and moved behind the bar, declaring that as the 24HCF Bar was outside his jurisdiction he had no authority to intervene, and further declared that he was being a good witness.

eh76 sat in a corner with several empty martini glasses in front of him and giggled. frogman43 snagged the buxom blonde jorge had been ogling and took her upstairs for some "snorkeling lessons". Rockchucker had apparently discovered a sizable stash of moonshine, which he claimed was the reason that many of the heads of game on the American side had sizable knife wounds in 'em.

Several injured parties approached me seeking medical attention, but as I had been sipping martinis with eh76 and eviltwin to excess, I recused myself from clinical responsibilities. Ambulance crews arrived to cart off the injured, and both isaac and VAnimrod loitered by the door, handing out business cards.

Ingwe and NHK9 insisted on seeing the footage of a SWAT Malinois humping Doc Rocket's leg....

Crossfire came in and checked everyone's citizenship and formed a business with Scenar offering pay hunts for illegals down on the border.

Jeff O showed up with a box of donuts, but couldn't open them.

RDFinn came in and was just glad to be out of New Jersey until he saw Akbushrat changing Maser's diaper.

Skybuster came in for a glass of water, since he was thirsty from tracking a buck across pavement.

LogCutter was in the corner mumbling in broken english about killing all the gun writers.

Blackheart stuck his head in the door and told everybody to [bleep] off... then left.

Swampy drove his golf cart into the side of the building and hurt his back.

mathman has but one response when anybody in the bar puts ice in their whiskey...



John

I'll let them off easy, but then they have to wear this shirt:

Three 24HCF members ordered drinks at the bar.

- Oban Scotch
- Lone Star
- a Grasshopper

Can you identify who ordered which?

Got any of those in XXL...?

brookstange showed up and is actually a fat gay chick

Hunter1960 buzzed in and Crossfireoops nonchalantly smashed him with a fly swatter.

Larry Root was kicked out 4 times in 4 different disguises, in under an hour.

What's on the grill? Would you actually serve any of these crazies?

Driving a Subaru....

A fight broke out.
The 25 06 guys mopped up the floor with the remains of all the 260, 270, etc, douchebags.

Dang... I thought I deleted the vid of that unpleasant incident...

Anyone here ever tried one of my "Zimbabwe Zingers" ? No kidding here. Mix African Amarula and GOOD Bourbon like Pendelton at apx 50/50 over ice if you have it, no ice if you don't and you have what I have dubbed and as best I know invented as the Zimbabwe Zinger. Mixed it up one night in hunting camp in NW Zim when Could not sleep due to flight times screwing with my internal clockwork and needed to be up a 4:30AM to start hunting. Worked pretty well for that purpose and has been a staple celebratory beverage at Elk and Deer camps with my buds and me for a number of years now. If you can get your hands on the ingredients give it a go sometime.

Ingwe showed up and 30 minutes later Tom264 jumped out of the Poohbah's underwear.

Dan Adair showed up, drunk and nekkid.....with his pubes corn-rowed.

Geez! It isn't Bourbon. It's sweet Canadian wee water.

The night ended when BossLady started to dance on the bar, and everyone hastily left.

Fixed it

earlier in the evening Uncle Joe Biden stopped by to get a drink, but his SS cadre would not allow him to darken the door.

Dvdgeorge produced a box of fine cigars which Ltpowell decided to chew.

Badger entered the bar asking if we served true "african americans" in the establishment. Of course the joint does fyi. Bart promptly tried to talk him into putting 'mater juice in his beer....

KenHowell, myself, and CCCC all tried not to let our giggles slip while Darby was demonstrating the proper techinque for one wearing a dirty harry shoulder holster during a cross county putt on an uncomfortable ducati.

KRP and Ingwe compared notes on proper leopard thong etiquette...


JeffO got stuck in the men's room for a half hour. He went in alright, but couldn't manage to get out. Eventually he took the door off the hinges and made his way out in spite of the simple instructions on the door...."push"



DocRocket ordered a Dos Equis.... he may not always drink beer, but when he does its ALWAYS Dos Equis.

Badger got there in a 911..

SteveNO and Ltppowell conspired to kill WGM when he started snoring after he passed out.

Ringman could see the place from 7 miles away - and resolve the name in the window.

And Savage99 refused to drink a beer from the tap because it didn't have a 3-pos safety and wasn't CRF.

obviously jorge was DEAD....

and Eremicus announced to all that his Leupold beer googles were better than the bar's usual Swarovski crystal beer mugs...

After you focused the Leupolds properly.



John

Hawkeye and DD came in together wearing their matching "I'm With Stupid" T-Shirts asking folks where they could find that Neocon dude,Jorge.

NOW that, is F***** funny....

EDIT--I blamed a coupla' highschool "sweet hearts" on un-focused beer goggles...oh well, lower your standards to improve your average...grins

After choking Maser for a solid half hour, Steve_NO was satisfied that the little perv would never post again, and dropped his head to the floor with a thud.

"Hey, guys, look.....he soiled his freaking diaper!" he observed, as he recruited Bristoe to help drag the carcass outside, lest it spoil the ambience of the evening.

TRH walked in... and then his pit bull ate him.

A man from North Carolina goes into a bar in New England. He asks the bartender, "Did you go to Harvard?" The bartender says, "Yale." The North Carolinan says, "DID YOU GO TO HARVARD?"

Lee24 and his "partner" came in huddling together "for warmth", but Vanimrod tossed them out on their asses

Bristoe will nonchalantly show a picture of one of these that he machined this afternoon -- and on a lathe older than T LEE if you can believe that.



Then, Bristoe will give fashion advice, regale us all with tales of how he calmly faced terrors at the dentist office that would kill a normal mortal, and then he will slide right into reciting his original poetry.

The Don Equis "most interesting man in the world" gives up and leaves the bar embarrassed and outclassed.

Both sides of Bristoe's pillow are cool.

John

The only person deflave keeps speaking with is Miss Lynn.


Travis

JeffO showed up, but Bart and eh76 had put blue tape around the doors and skeered 'im off..

Jorge would NEVER quit looking at the marbling, Tom264 started talking about painting rainbow colored stocks ( ) and Ingwe was showing off his Salvage in .270 Win extolling it's virtues claiming it was the "Best in the World" which caused Swampy to choke on his Long Island Ice Tea.

Twas very weird I tell ya.

"Men should avoid barbers named Mithter Brucie."

Note: It's paraphrased, but pretty close to what I read a while back.

Lee24 made the lathe Bristoe used to craft this M C Escheresque cube.

I can arrange tales of horror while visiting the dentist.....

jwp was busy arguing with the natives as to whether or not any Kenyan or Namibian football team could kick the SEC's asses.

When somebody throws a glass there will be an argument about whether momentum or KE broke the bar mirror.

I walked in. Bristoe was tendin' bar, I said "Gimme a White Dog!". He said "Take your pick."

Mathman couldn't stop telling Jorge the blonde was too "marbled"... the Poobah and Tom264 were arguing sissy rifle cartridges when BobinNH walked in with a skookum. 270 and awe struck them both..... MagMarc was talking Honda cars with Karnis which confirmed his gayness and turned Karnis on... Steelihead couldn't make it, being hen pecked and all... Swampy and Oldman1942 were discussing their last NAMBLA meat and greet.....

Were you drinking the Lone Star or the Shiner Bock?

Les was drinking martinis at the bar and had quite a few and ended up pissing off just about everyone.

Sassy came in and made him go home, which he did.

Fortunately, Sassy stayed and she and everyone else had a great time, except for Lee 24 who Sassy punched out.


Steve

That'ld be the day, he's to scrawny to do much. He'ld have to stand up in a chair.

Sounds like a happy ending.

You better believe it my friend!

Houndgirl run off with Huntsman22.....

i heard huntsman22 was found handcuffed to a bed in local motel in morning

Then the Chickenbuck gang showed up and REALLY showed everyone how to party. bear head and all on NorthernDave's head. I bet that would really make the bear mad if he knew

An antelope head danced by followed by two ladies who looked familiar from the ABC's thread, but unfortunately trailed by Ingwethong. Steelhead was briefly distracted in a corner booth, contemplating whether a .223AI could finish said antelope. "Phug it," he muttered, refocusing attention on the triplets to either side.

Scott F showed up around midnight with the hippie-chick offering free stalks of genuine organicly grown celery for anyone who was drinking bloody marys

Celery and asking about shootin' high-powered rifles.

that is about the time bricktop showed up to console maser

Thirty years come this 18 December

BCR and Curdog get in a fight over 'fridge girl , and halfway thru , they coudn't remember why they wanted her.

Bristoe got tired of pouring drinks, and sat in the corner. Everyone looked around wondering who would pour drinks.

Right about then Clark walked in offering a list of his Pet Loads, that generated 50% more velocity than factory loads. No one wanted to try his handloads, but they were eager to let him pour drinks, so Clark was voted bartender.

I've read 8 pages and cant believe none of you guys were discussing whether it was a good idea to put a Rock in your A-Hole or not

Gunner

and woke up in a tub of ice missing a kidney.

NHK9 was asked to tie his pooch up outside cuz it kept humping The Poobah. TRH was afraid to cross the street, worried about crazed negroes in pickups. Isaac played beat the penguin and actually won.

As the night wore on, paddler was hung on a moose rack by his panties just for fun. Turns out, he enjoyed it. Pat had a rock in his hand and stood by the fire contemplating if he should throw it in.

George sent me videos of that dog...I would be honored to have her hump me....then again I think its fun for dogs like that to bite me...


But back on topic...The Poobah and Doc Rocket would have a contest on who got humped by the baddest azzed police K9.....

And the winner got to put a spider in Les's beer.....

then Foxbat showed up, sipping a mojito, wearing a football jersey from Da U autographed by all the players....using their prison numbers.

he said Da U could whip any SEC team because they're all a bunch of homos, and that's when the fight started.

A Tanned, and dangerous looking character who's just rolled in in a Nondescript 2 Ton with a LONG horse trailer looks around Coldly, until he spots X fire.

They gather up, outside of all the noise and mayhem,... and share a quiet snort out of a flask dredged up out of a hip pocket.

"Been Savin' this"......glurk,.....

"WOW, I can see why".....glurk,....glurk

Not bad,.....glurk, ....glurk,.....glurk,....

The flask enpty,....a conversation of sorts ensues

......"You bring that Dog?"

He Whistles, and the Heeler is THERE.

....."Of course,....you bring that [bleep]' Gator ? "


GTC

And Logcutter told Mule Deer he couldnt really pass judgement on a brand of whisky until he had downed at least twelve shots, and/or used it over a 50 year period to fuel his chainsaw.....

Sitka deer took splats car keys and wouldn't give them back until he stopped asking.

ouch....

after several hours it was determined that he should sue or STFU

And when Steelhead showed up, the collective gallery all put a twist in their leopard thongs every eight inches, to show they weren't afraid of twist.....

Who turns out to be a redneck hillbilly female with well honed knife skills

Woman with an edged weapon.....sexy......

Back on topic: Blackheart shows up, has a couple drinks and becomes easy to get along with..

Sober...not so much.....

Bricktop showed up with more beer

And yet even more goodies....

The Heeler takes a shine to the lady with the wicked Blade,.....and interposes between her and anybody approaching her.

........The stumpy tail is wagging,....but very slowly, and cautiously......

Out in the Parking Lot,.....two serious characters are opening up the azz end of the LONG Horse trailer,.....

GTC

And John Moses entered the " Who Had the Ugliest Prom Date" contest with this photo....



And the Duck won!!!!

Over the raucous and generally mayhem laden cacophony in the 24 HCF Bar, a rhythmic, deep bass drum like thumping takes hold,....and as the Bar quiets a "HOLY [bleep], WTH is THAT ?!" aspect starts to appear.

Flask finished,.....the two disheveled and recently re-united pards make there way through the crowd, and order up some cold beers.

Thirst slaked ask,......"Any Coonasses in Here ?,....we could use a hand...."

Who shows Maser how the Butt out tool works?

Sounds like YOUR department, Pal.

GTC

Ghostinthemachine finally dematerialized..

The Bass drum thumping has given way to TYMPANY drum like booming, and someone yells, "What's up with that long horse trailer ?!,....it's bouncing clean off the ground, and looks like it's gonna' flip clean over".....

A small crowd of rugged looking folks have gathered around the disheveled,....and Draining his mug, X-Fire comments, "I'm going to set up the winch truck, and rig a 3 ton snatch block,.....ya'll get lotsa' rope, and some log Chain."

GTC

not sayin nuttin til it's over !
tick,tock,tick,tock !!!!

"Look, I had some transmission problems on the way over,....and that young pig carcass is pretty much thawed,.....maybe even going rank,.....would you mind throwing it through the fore-hatch of that rig?"

.....BE CAREFUL, and DON'T reach your arm in there,......!

A likely volunteer goes out to do just that,....and 30 seconds later the awful loud booming subsides,.........

Coming back in, he regales the assemblage,....."You should SEE the rubber that trailers laid,....swing sideways,.....it looks like the hitch is all twisted up, too."

Deep in conversation, one of the pards nods, waves and orders up a round for the house,....A couple of fights resume, and some romance, as well.

"No chit,....he gained HOW much after that last debacle ?"

"....c'mon man,....no WAY he ate that stupid Motor Scooter and never phased him,.....!"

"Really....?"

"So you just blithely loaded him up, with no thought about how he'd get back outta' that thing ?"

"Well given that he seems to have no reverse gear,....we'd best go get him hitched up and drag his big Gator Azz outta' there,....We'll block all your wheels,....and use that snatch block."

"............Uhhhhh, you DO have a plan for muzzling that big bastard, don't you ?"

"........I see,.....' Very well trained' ,.....look, do you even REMEMBER what happened the last time that thing was loose at one of these shindigs ?!"

GTC

"Good God Man !"

"The fall out from that is gonna equal the Chernobyl Disaster !!!!" "There may be NO survivors !!!!"

Brisket tacos...

Are they anything like bearded clams?

What do you think dip$hit?

Damn, that looks GOOD!

Damn, Bart, you're making me hungry! That looks like a fine breakfast!

I knew I had the right man on the grill!

T LEE decides to step in after waking from his nap. "Anybody got any duct tape, I'll muzzle that little gator."

"Damn if that trailer don't look familiar, just like the one my daughter used to have before Charley."

"Any of that Bunnahabhain 18 left?"

"OK, might be time for a nap, wake me when you find the duct tape or even a new roll of electrical tape."

Pugs sighed. "Thanks Rick certainly hits the spot. I just dropped into the bar from work. Three days without power at home and no end in sight "maybe Friday" is all I can get out of Baltimore Gas and Electric. Funny, you would think that they would have a crew estimating each job for effort and benefit and have a punchlist of what is next but here we sit with 500+ people out of power in our neighborhood and they can't estimate within a week of when it will be back."

At least the house is fine and the generator keeps the fridge and freezer going fine and for late Aug the weather is stunning nice.

Allen

Glad you made out ok.

What kind of brew should we pair with Bart's brisket tacos. It is getting to be feeding time here in the east. I'm thinking Terrapin Rye.

Brown ales and Oktoberfests are great with grilled/smoked meats.

Oktoberfest, brilliant! Good choice. A round for the house barkeep.

New Castle for the crew...
Just don't El Barto taint it with that tomato juice.

Our favorite Brew. During my last tour in Pensacola, we attended an Oktoberfest hosted by the Luftwaffe at the Pensacola Officer's Club. They brought in a Luftwaffe jet with Oktoberfest brew direct from the Fatherland and a German band.

Me and the mrs at the event. I wonder why all the Germans there kept speaking to her in German?

"Kommen Sie mit mich und fliegen"

(If Sinatra were in the Luftwaffe -Come Fly with me!)

Glad you are good to go Pugs, I am sure you have enough "emergency rations"!

Are you forgetting about Les? He's got to be around somewhere. Probably playing pinball,half tanked on Keystone or Milwaukee's Best...

NOW that chit's funny right there!

Somewhere in there a story about a jack rabbit materialized.

Out in the parking lot a large, malevolent looking Military "Recovery Vehicle" idles to a stop,......the hatch swings open and Les pops up, a cold can of Keystone clutched in his greasy mitt.

X-Fire comments, "Guess we can put away the snatch block,...look at the winch on THAT big Bastard."

Using standard hand signals, he ground guides the thing into position,......it's obvious that Les could shave you with the thing, in the way it smoothly manuvers through the somewhat cramped lot.

X-Fire grabs the " Tag Line ", kicks it's winc into neutral, and with a smaller snatch block, runs it out and rigs it to a tree just past the Trailer Rig. Hauling it back to the Big Recovery rig, he snaps the line onto the "Bull Hook",.....and kicks the little Service winch back into gear,.....He signals Les to haul out the main line,.......and they proceed to have a chat as the big hook and massive cable slowly unspools towards the LONG trailer.

GTC

Ouch. Lol. What can I say. Fuggin' box.

Now where's those green chile breakfast burritos...

Mudhen rolls in with cold beer, good jokes, and fresh made green chile burritos from Mrs. Mudhen...

Roninphx show up in his nelle belle jeep and unlimbers his gangsta stlye shotgun to show the boys.

CCCC starts a little boogie woogie rag on the bars piano... the playing is amazing, but when the singing begins a barage of crumpled Grain Belt cans are launched in volley... as as TLee shouts "Fire for effect boys!!!"


In the parking lot NothernDave is demonstrating burnouts in his newest muslce car project..

That all sounds possibly true. Scary.

That would surely be a hell of a joint.

This.

Les blushes thinking it's a personal compliment......

then les starts showing his baby pics

The "Pards" have laid out some big nylon slings, immediately behind the trailer,....and as the Bull hook reaches a good spot,.....wave the service winch to a halt, disconnect, and a willing Volunteer holds tension on the line, as Les spools it in,....

They swing the latches open on the dual rear doors, and open em'
........an ENORMOUS Reptilian, SAURIAN tail slowly uncoils out onto the ground,.....and switches it's tip.

Up on the deck, the Heeler raises it's nose,....and stands,.....looks up at Lynn,....and wags a stumpy tail,....

"Go Ahead" she laughs, and the Dog literally BOLTS across the parking lot,.....and stands beside the enormous tail, sniffing it, again slowly wagging her own .

"Jesus,....that is one BIG Alligator" somebody quietly ventures.

GTC

GTC

pic of gator in the morning leaving with a hog from a fire hog hunt early that day

A sharp and shrill whistle brings the Heeler over to her Master's side,....she grins, and sits,.....wiggling and wagging,.....typical "I just love excitement, Boss,....let's chase or bite something"

He's ignoring her, and shaking his head, he and his "Pard" having a muttered and muted conversation, in the midst of what's starting to look like a baby Mardi Gras.

....."HOW in the HELL did that thing get THAT big in two years?"

........."Well yeah, I KNOW what (who) it ate at the last shindig,...we're not supposed to be talking about that ( ), even if the idiot asked for it."

"No kidding,...ate that damn motor scooter, and never shat out any pieces,....? "

"That pig carcass seems to have quieted the big bugger down,.....I reckon we better get these chokers on im',....and go to winching,......you're DAMN sure he has no "reverse" ?"

They carefully, and cautiously get a choker / sling around the root of the big reptilian's tail, and another, around one hind foot,.......

In the middle of placing a third choker around the other hind foot the Gator SLAMS that leg back, with blinding speed.....and a nice horse trailer door goes sailing off across the parking lot, knocking over and pretty much wrecking an older but servicable looking motorcycle.

"Oh crap,....that's Birdwatchers bike (or was),....ain't it?"

GTC

Aha!

That's right , you were there for the last Heeler / Gator debacle and slaughter, weren't you ?

GTC

Big Stick came in a then the midget toss contest started..

LOL,, Jeff O throws Big Stick and they beat Maser and Swampman700 for the title..

Podunkkennels decided he wanted to do some dancing with Ingwe.


which really chapped Tom264 since both of them were wildly hammered and not listening to his ballads.


Bricktop blew his stack cuz the dancers had no rhythm.


VA didn't think it was a big deal.


LTPowell decided he'd calm things down and show some pics of his girfren.


To which Gunner500 replied:

Les showed up but no one recognized him cuz Shiela made him shave...at both ends...

then a Marlin and a winchester walked in holding hands ,sat down with a bunch of SAVAGES and WERE DISMANTELED PIECE BY PIECE

I'm still trying to figure out all of these gator references. I must have missed something along the way.

I am waiting for someone to show up with a 14 foot Croc. Always wanted one of those. 416 Rigby at the ready! CRF, Three position safety added, customized and loaded HOT for max velocity as is my custom all loaded and ready. So am I, actually....

No worries about sticking a case in a dangerous game rifle?

Not with a good Mauser style action.... My rifle would pull 'em out and eject 'em if they were covered in super glue! And, no cordite here, just good 'ol H4350. Almost a hunnert grains of the stuff behind a 400gr Barnes Banded Solid. Works, kills stuff. Now WHERE is that big Croc Jim Hackewicz promised to bring to this shindig? If there is an Africa Corner at this bar and no one invited JJHack then there has been a huge oversight. Maybe no one sent him a note about this becasue they could not spell or pronounce his name.

I thought he was hunting Spring bear in the NW? Rogue Dead Guy Ale in hand.

He killed a brute one week ago today. Based on measurement VS known bears actually weighed and measured should have weighed in at about 560lbs or thereabouts. Skull almost made the magical 21 inches. P&Y only requires 18 so it will make it into there easily. BUT, I thought this thread was about a make beleive bar or some such. Someone's too much pizza and bad beer at bed time dream, maybe?

Where is the damn duct tape, I wanna show Y'all how we do it in FL! Do I hafta use my dang boot laces again????

Seriously, I was joking abut the bear hunt! Good for him.

Gotta watch that Monte Alban Mezcal. That worm will mess with your head.

Power's back on as of 30 minutes ago. Extra rations cooling in fridge.

I'm buying the bar!

I was sitting at corner table tipping a few beers trying to stay away from them pitt penquin fans as they sobbed about still not having crosby back from his injuries

You guys have WAAAAAAAAAAY too much time on your hands.

TT

In that case, you may leave a bottle of spirits up at the Valley when you go and pick up your "Moriarity Special"

Hmm bottle of Hendricks gin maybe ? Properly combined keeps the malaria away.

Capital. The princess likes it. I'm sure she's enjoying a cocktail as I write this overlooking our gorgeous valley whilst I sit here in hot humid Orange Park heating up fish sticks and tater tots for the twins. I am however, enjoying a Torano "Exodus 1959" Maduro and a tot of Talisker INSIDE the house!

My man!

ALL RIGHT Pugs!

fixed it

Probably my favorite. Unfortunately the 18yr stuff is apparently no longer available in the US. All the stuff's going to China and the Arab states. I am looking forward to a "Talisker 57" taste that a friend of mine has for his B-day next month.

I like it a lot, but it gets more play with me when it's cold outside and I'm sipping while enjoying a campfire.

Yeah this heat and humidity is more fitting for a G&T with Blue Sapphire

And a heavy twist of lime. Yum!

I'll be out back enjoying a toro size Partagas. Cheers!

and then rockchucker lurked from the corner eating his 3rd helping of bart's cooking spying a chick, and swooping in for the kill.