On May 8, 6:56*am, John H. wrote:
On Wed, 7 May 2008 15:45:48 -0700 (PDT), wrote:
On May 7, 3:42*pm, John H. wrote:
On Wed, 7 May 2008 11:12:16 -0700 (PDT), wrote:
and peaceful around here. Nobody gets all bent out of shape if someone
here talks about something they aren't familiar with, no name calling,
no childish insults, no lies or negative remarks about people's
families, life is good!

It has been nice, and the same is true over at Chuck's place. The nasty
personal comments have pretty much stopped both here and over there.

Let's keep it that way!
--
John *H*

Oh, go kiss a cod you frekin leaky old scow.... * your transom is
dropping and your keel needs haulin and yer mother wears boat shoes!
Really expensive leather ones, with black socks

Kissin' fish....

I once took a niece and nephew fishing in the Potomac. I knew a good
catfish spot, and we started catching the catfish. I convinced them, by
demonstration, that whenever we let a fish go we should kiss it goodbye.

After a while, I took them to meet their mom at a little park on Occoquan
Creek. We'd kept a couple catfish to show their mom, who wasn't all that
thrilled at seeing them. I got them out of the live well and gave one to
each kid, and then told the kids to let them go.

Carter looks at Lauren and says, "Don't forget to kiss it goodbye!" Which
they proceeded to do.

Momma about gagged!
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My aunt, who raised me and my brothers, and was the best person in the
world, would wash the doorknobs after I came home from a day of trout
fishing because I handled worms!