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On Jan 7, 11:29 am, HK wrote:
I mentioned I took a photo yesterday of our friend Stumpy.

Here he is...

http://tinyurl.com/2uwsu9

Stumpy is the last remaining stump in our future drain field.* He has
survived about four years of heavy gunfire. He used to be much larger,
but he's been shot about a zillion times. There's a pretty decent sized
Chunk'o'Stumpy on the ground there, the result of automatic fire from a
real "assault" weapon.**

Oh. The beer cans. Miller Lite empties from the last barbecue out there.
No drinking allowed in conjunction with shooting. Not my cans, though. I
wouldn't drink a Miller Lite if I were stranded on the Mojave Desert.

* Stumpy is the stump under the chunk'o'fire wood on his head.

** The guy who owns it has the proper licenses.

--
George W. Bush - The Nightmare is Almost Over

You sure were right about your photography skills. That picture is
superb! You've always told everyone here you are the best at
everything! And don't worry, we all know you wouldn't stoop so low so
as to have a beer with your friends. Your taste is much to refined!
Speaking of being refined, do you get to use those torturous animal
leg traps much?


It's a snapshot of a tree stump, dumfoch. And even though it is
"Stumpy," it still is only a snapshot of a tree stump. Maybe I should
spend an hour photoshopping it into a picture of your house?

Where do you see animal leg traps? Other than the beer cans, the only
visible metal in that photo is on the right hand side, where you can
(barely) see the remnants of some small revolving targets previously
blasted to "smithers-reens." Why would you think those are animal traps?
From a photo in your ""Book of Concrete Engineering"?


I don't drink Miller Lite. Period. It's ****y beer.