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Thank-you:^D
Seahag "Overproof" wrote in message news:Vo7sd.228337$df2.170280@edtnps89... Oh... that's so bad ...in so many ways! :-) CM "Seahag" wrote in message ... That's poutine it mildly! Seahag "katysails" wrote in message ... Run em even harder and you'll get cheese.... "Overproof" wrote in message news:WM4sd.227522$df2.133490@edtnps89... "Martin Baxter" wrote in message ... Overproof wrote: Exxxxxxxcellent..... how do these people live beyond 10 years without the slightest clue of where eggs come from, where milk comes from Chocolate milk comes from brown cows! ...and if you run the cows hard you'll get 'Strawberry Milk'!! CM |
Yeah, I don't have a fridge big enough for deer leftovers!
Seahag "katysails" wrote: Well, that's better than eating the quarry... "Seahag" wrote: I've taken him on the roof top by Muller's for the Blue Angels and fireworks right from the start. I've seen a lot of dogs panic from noise so I figured if we showed him it was "fun" he wouldn't be scared. He'll make a good huntin' dawg someday...he has a half decent point already. Problem is he keeps kissing everything he gets near! Seahag "katysails" wrote: Means he's not gun shy... "Seahag" wrote: "katysails" wrote: Naw...if you want beagles to bay all you have to do is go outside an pretend you're a fire siren. People in back of us breed afghans and PBGV's...everytime a siren goes off down on the bottom road they start sounding off. I've not heard Scupper howl yet, but he loves fireworks. The Navy Academy had fireworks the other night, as soon as we heard the first couple Scupper had to get outside to see them. It's funny, he figured out the colored lights in the sky his second July 4th, but he checks out the other people on boats and the echos off buildings around us! Seahag |
"Scott Vernon" wrote: "Seahag" wrote He'll make a good huntin' dawg someday... Yeah, if you're hunting road cones. Haha...the one at the boatyard is only about a foot tall now, we're still trying to get him through it! Seahag |
Good one, Ole Thom. Good to some humor here. CN "Thom Stewart" wrote in message ... Yeah and 1% milk comes from skinny cow, and lean beef comes from cows with to short legs on the same side, short ribs come from dwarf cows, ground beef from cows with no legs AND i'm going to bed. Good Nite Ole Thom |
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What about horse feathers?
-- "j" ganz @@ www.sailnow.com "katysails" wrote in message ... bad... "Capt. Neal®" wrote in message ... Make them live in a cottage and get cottage cheese. "katysails" wrote in message ... Make em stand out in a cold shed and get ice cream... "Capt. Neal®" wrote in message ... Massage the heck out of their udders and you'll get butter. CN "katysails" wrote in message ... Run em even harder and you'll get cheese.... "Overproof" wrote in message news:WM4sd.227522$df2.133490@edtnps89... "Martin Baxter" wrote in message ... Overproof wrote: Exxxxxxxcellent..... how do these people live beyond 10 years without the slightest clue of where eggs come from, where milk comes from Chocolate milk comes from brown cows! ...and if you run the cows hard you'll get 'Strawberry Milk'!! CM |
"katysails" wrote in message ... We've got roosters crowing here...when you've been around them a longtime, you don't even notice them anymore...now when the donkey lived next door, that was a different story...he would stand out in the pasture bawling and braying as soon as the sun came up until the sun went down....the ponies in with him hated him and wouldn't let him socialize....they finally put a goat in with him and they liked each other (I figured the way they both smelled that they canceled each other out...). Our southern property line is actually a private drive with several houses on the other side....an "artist" rented the place all the way back a few winters ago. One day the steers from next door got loose and I went out to round them up and get them back where they were supposed to be. I picked up a stick from under the mulberry tree and went out armed to do some serious butt whacking. This "artist" comes running down the drive waving a shotgun and shouting about the dangerous bulls loose on the road and told me to get back or I'd be killed. He actually had his gun leveled at the first steer. I got in front of the cow and told the guy to go home before he ended up shooting off his own foot or something and that if Lester, the neighbor was home and saw him waving a gun at his next year's dinner, he'd be wearing that gun around his neck. I then proceeded to start smacking cow butt until they went back through the hole they'd made in the fence. The guy came up to me and said how brave I was to be able to handle bulls like that. I looked at him and said "They're not bulls". He insisted I was wrong. I finally had to get in the pen and life a tail to show him what wasn't there. He blushed a very nice shade of red and went back to his house...didn't see him the rest of that winter. Err, Katy, my dear. It might be that a little tale of fantasy was penned above. I'm a farm boy and I've milked cows, fed and cleaned up after steers and handled bulls in the breeding pens. A mature breeder bull's testicles are huge and hang almost down to the ground. One would not have to raise a tail to show what was missing. For a dog maybe, but for a bull? Well, let me say you're full of bull. He he! CN |
On Sat, 4 Dec 2004 10:38:16 -0500, Capt. Neal®
wrote this crap: How do you get yogurt? You go up to a herd of gurts and get the attention of one by yelling , "Yo, gurt!" You shouldn't start drinking so early in the morning. Pathetic Earthlings! No one can save you now! |
You're mostly a liar. If you'd like me to prove it, just let me know.
-- "j" ganz @@ www.sailnow.com "Capt. Neal®" wrote in message ... Err, Katy, my dear. It might be that a little tale of fantasy was penned above. I'm a farm boy and I've milked cows, fed and cleaned up after steers and handled bulls in the breeding pens. A mature breeder bull's testicles are huge and hang almost down to the ground. One would not have to raise a tail to show what was missing. For a dog maybe, but for a bull? Well, let me say you're full of bull. He he! CN |
That was the object of the story...duh....the guy was a city guy and was
basing his whole theory that they were bulls on the fact that they had a sheath....he didn't even bother to confirm that the rest of the parts were there....and you're telling someone who stood a stallion for years about cattle breeding???? What a laugh... "Capt. Neal®" wrote in message ... "katysails" wrote in message ... We've got roosters crowing here...when you've been around them a longtime, you don't even notice them anymore...now when the donkey lived next door, that was a different story...he would stand out in the pasture bawling and braying as soon as the sun came up until the sun went down....the ponies in with him hated him and wouldn't let him socialize....they finally put a goat in with him and they liked each other (I figured the way they both smelled that they canceled each other out...). Our southern property line is actually a private drive with several houses on the other side....an "artist" rented the place all the way back a few winters ago. One day the steers from next door got loose and I went out to round them up and get them back where they were supposed to be. I picked up a stick from under the mulberry tree and went out armed to do some serious butt whacking. This "artist" comes running down the drive waving a shotgun and shouting about the dangerous bulls loose on the road and told me to get back or I'd be killed. He actually had his gun leveled at the first steer. I got in front of the cow and told the guy to go home before he ended up shooting off his own foot or something and that if Lester, the neighbor was home and saw him waving a gun at his next year's dinner, he'd be wearing that gun around his neck. I then proceeded to start smacking cow butt until they went back through the hole they'd made in the fence. The guy came up to me and said how brave I was to be able to handle bulls like that. I looked at him and said "They're not bulls". He insisted I was wrong. I finally had to get in the pen and life a tail to show him what wasn't there. He blushed a very nice shade of red and went back to his house...didn't see him the rest of that winter. Err, Katy, my dear. It might be that a little tale of fantasy was penned above. I'm a farm boy and I've milked cows, fed and cleaned up after steers and handled bulls in the breeding pens. A mature breeder bull's testicles are huge and hang almost down to the ground. One would not have to raise a tail to show what was missing. For a dog maybe, but for a bull? Well, let me say you're full of bull. He he! CN |
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