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On Feb 20, 12:59 pm, (UglyDan(R)(c)(tm)) wrote:
"JoeSpareTire" wrote
Yep. I was wading in Chemung River one day, about 8 years ago, turned
around, and there was a guy "just checking out" my tackle box 50 feet
away. I solved that problem,
.................................................. ......................
Flashed him with that Pinky ring eh?

but later that week, I finished my pistol permit paperwork.

Hopefully one day BATF will get it together, and close the loopholes, so
lunatics (funny farm alumni) like you can't easily purchase firearms.

There are some very strange people down that way. Many years before
that, a friend and I went looking for a restaurant down a long
"unimproved" road near Stillwater Reservoir. We found the place, sat
down at the bar, and the FIRST thing the bartender asks is "You a cop?"
A bunch of plaid shirt & suspender fellas looked at us like we were from
another planet.

That's a legitimate question. Must be all the cops in that area are
obese, bald, and afraid of dogs. Did you have your pinky ring on too?

UD

ROTFL


Do you have an idea what the twit is talking about?

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On Feb 20, 12:59 pm, (UglyDan(R)(c)(tm)) wrote:
*"JoeSpareTire" wrote
Yep. I was wading in Chemung River one day, about 8 years ago, turned
around, and there was a guy "just checking out" my tackle box 50 feet
away. I solved that problem,
.................................................. .......................
Flashed him with that Pinky ring eh?

*but later that week, I finished my pistol permit paperwork.

Hopefully one day BATF will get it together, and close the loopholes, so
lunatics (funny farm alumni) like you can't easily purchase firearms.

*There are some very strange people down that way. Many years before
that, a friend and I went looking for a restaurant down a long
"unimproved" road near Stillwater Reservoir. We found the place, sat
down at the bar, and the FIRST thing the bartender asks is "You a cop?"
A bunch of plaid shirt & suspender fellas looked at us like we were from
another planet.

That's a legitimate question. Must be all the cops in that area are
obese, bald, and afraid of dogs. Did you have your pinky ring on too?

*UD

ROTFL

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Yeah, YOU!!

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On Feb 20, 12:59 pm, (UglyDan(R)(c)(tm)) wrote:
"JoeSpareTire" wrote
Yep. I was wading in Chemung River one day, about 8 years ago, turned
around, and there was a guy "just checking out" my tackle box 50 feet
away. I solved that problem,
.................................................. ......................
Flashed him with that Pinky ring eh?

but later that week, I finished my pistol permit paperwork.

Hopefully one day BATF will get it together, and close the loopholes,
so
lunatics (funny farm alumni) like you can't easily purchase firearms.

There are some very strange people down that way. Many years before
that, a friend and I went looking for a restaurant down a long
"unimproved" road near Stillwater Reservoir. We found the place, sat
down at the bar, and the FIRST thing the bartender asks is "You a cop?"
A bunch of plaid shirt & suspender fellas looked at us like we were
from
another planet.

That's a legitimate question. Must be all the cops in that area are
obese, bald, and afraid of dogs. Did you have your pinky ring on too?

UD

ROTFL

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Yeah, YOU!!

====================


Over the next few weeks, read his words very carefully. He's not well. He's
delusional. "He was quiet. He pretty much kept to himself. We never
expected something like this."

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Say what you want about the south.
A redneck was stopped by a game warden in Central Mississippi recently
with two ice chests full of fish. He was leavin' a cove well-known for
its fishing.

The game warden asked the man, 'Do you have a license to catch those
fish?' 'Naw, sir', replied the redneck. 'I ain't got none of them
there licenses. You must understand, these here are my pet fish.'

'Pet fish?'

'Yeah. Every night, I take these here fish down to the lake and let
'em swim 'round for awhile. Then, when I whistle, they jump right back
into these here ice chests, and I take 'em home.'

'That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that.'

The redneck looked at the warden for a moment and then said, 'It's the
truth, Mr. Gubbmint Man. I'll show ya. It really works.'

'O. K.', said the warden. 'I've got to see this!'

The redneck poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited.
After several minutes, the warden says, 'Well?'

'Well, what?', says the redneck.

The warden says, 'When are you going to call them back?'

'Call who back?'

'The FISH', replied the warden!

'What fish?', replied the redneck.

Moral of the story: Rednecks may not be as smart as some city folks,
but they ain't as dumb as some people think.

I don't hold much respect for anybody who stereotypes, regardless of
whom they are stereotyping. Here's a fact. The Atanta metro area has
more college graduates per capita that almost anywhere in the U.S.

================

OK. Change it to Scottsville NY, where I once stumbled across a guy and
two
kids fishing, and they had a lot more than their limit of trout in their
bucket. I wasn't about to play cop, but I did so indirectly by mentioning
that the DEC wardens patrolled this particular creek regularly, and he
ought
to be careful. He says "Well, my wife & another kid are at home, and these
here extras are for them." Yup yup yup. They're everywhere.- Hide quoted
text -

- Show quoted text -

Oh, indeed! In western NY once you get out of the Rochester area, down
around Cohocton, Wayland, Bath, etc. THAT is Appalachia at it's
finest! Hell, I know people who live so far up on those hills that
electricity doesn't go that far, they've never had electricity!

=======================

Yep. I was wading in Chemung River one day, about 8 years ago, turned
around, and there was a guy "just checking out" my tackle box 50 feet away.
I solved that problem, but later that week, I finished my pistol permit
paperwork.

Did the guy look like he needed killing? Or are you just bragging about
owning a pistol, like that other stump-broke guy in here?
--
John H

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Say what you want about the south.
A redneck was stopped by a game warden in Central Mississippi recently
with two ice chests full of fish. He was leavin' a cove well-known for
its fishing.

The game warden asked the man, 'Do you have a license to catch those
fish?' 'Naw, sir', replied the redneck. 'I ain't got none of them
there licenses. You must understand, these here are my pet fish.'

'Pet fish?'

'Yeah. Every night, I take these here fish down to the lake and let
'em swim 'round for awhile. Then, when I whistle, they jump right back
into these here ice chests, and I take 'em home.'

'That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that.'

The redneck looked at the warden for a moment and then said, 'It's the
truth, Mr. Gubbmint Man. I'll show ya. It really works.'

'O. K.', said the warden. 'I've got to see this!'

The redneck poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited.
After several minutes, the warden says, 'Well?'

'Well, what?', says the redneck.

The warden says, 'When are you going to call them back?'

'Call who back?'

'The FISH', replied the warden!

'What fish?', replied the redneck.

Moral of the story: Rednecks may not be as smart as some city folks,
but they ain't as dumb as some people think.

I don't hold much respect for anybody who stereotypes, regardless of
whom they are stereotyping. Here's a fact. The Atanta metro area has
more college graduates per capita that almost anywhere in the U.S.

================

OK. Change it to Scottsville NY, where I once stumbled across a guy and
two
kids fishing, and they had a lot more than their limit of trout in their
bucket. I wasn't about to play cop, but I did so indirectly by
mentioning
that the DEC wardens patrolled this particular creek regularly, and he
ought
to be careful. He says "Well, my wife & another kid are at home, and
these
here extras are for them." Yup yup yup. They're everywhere.- Hide quoted
text -

- Show quoted text -

Oh, indeed! In western NY once you get out of the Rochester area, down
around Cohocton, Wayland, Bath, etc. THAT is Appalachia at it's
finest! Hell, I know people who live so far up on those hills that
electricity doesn't go that far, they've never had electricity!

=======================

Yep. I was wading in Chemung River one day, about 8 years ago, turned
around, and there was a guy "just checking out" my tackle box 50 feet
away.
I solved that problem, but later that week, I finished my pistol permit
paperwork.

Did the guy look like he needed killing? Or are you just bragging about
owning a pistol, like that other stump-broke guy in here?
--
John H


Yes, he looked like he needed killing. But, I'm always open to new ideas.
Give me three possible reasons why someone would sneak up to a guy's tackle
box and peek inside.

No....just give me one good reason.

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On Feb 19, 9:27 pm, Tim wrote:

Say what you want about the south.
A redneck was stopped by a game warden in Central Mississippi recently
with two ice chests full of fish. He was leavin' a cove well-known for
its fishing.

The game warden asked the man, 'Do you have a license to catch those
fish?' 'Naw, sir', replied the redneck. 'I ain't got none of them
there licenses. You must understand, these here are my pet fish.'

'Pet fish?'

'Yeah. Every night, I take these here fish down to the lake and let
'em swim 'round for awhile. Then, when I whistle, they jump right back
into these here ice chests, and I take 'em home.'

'That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that.'

The redneck looked at the warden for a moment and then said, 'It's the
truth, Mr. Gubbmint Man. I'll show ya. It really works.'

'O. K.', said the warden. 'I've got to see this!'

The redneck poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited.
After several minutes, the warden says, 'Well?'

'Well, what?', says the redneck.

The warden says, 'When are you going to call them back?'

'Call who back?'

'The FISH', replied the warden!

'What fish?', replied the redneck.

Moral of the story: Rednecks may not be as smart as some city folks,
but they ain't as dumb as some people think.

I don't hold much respect for anybody who stereotypes, regardless of
whom they are stereotyping. Here's a fact. The Atanta metro area has
more college graduates per capita that almost anywhere in the U.S.

================

OK. Change it to Scottsville NY, where I once stumbled across a guy and
two
kids fishing, and they had a lot more than their limit of trout in their
bucket. I wasn't about to play cop, but I did so indirectly by mentioning
that the DEC wardens patrolled this particular creek regularly, and he
ought
to be careful. He says "Well, my wife & another kid are at home, and these
here extras are for them." Yup yup yup. They're everywhere.- Hide quoted
text -

- Show quoted text -

Oh, indeed! In western NY once you get out of the Rochester area, down
around Cohocton, Wayland, Bath, etc. THAT is Appalachia at it's
finest! Hell, I know people who live so far up on those hills that
electricity doesn't go that far, they've never had electricity!

=======================

Yep. I was wading in Chemung River one day, about 8 years ago, turned
around, and there was a guy "just checking out" my tackle box 50 feet away.
I solved that problem, but later that week, I finished my pistol permit
paperwork.

Did the guy look like he needed killing? Or are you just bragging about
owning a pistol, like that other stump-broke guy in here?
--
John H-

Did you mean "Broke-Stump Mountain" ??

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On Feb 19, 9:27 pm, Tim wrote:

Say what you want about the south.
A redneck was stopped by a game warden in Central Mississippi recently
with two ice chests full of fish. He was leavin' a cove well-known for
its fishing.

The game warden asked the man, 'Do you have a license to catch those
fish?' 'Naw, sir', replied the redneck. 'I ain't got none of them
there licenses. You must understand, these here are my pet fish.'

'Pet fish?'

'Yeah. Every night, I take these here fish down to the lake and let
'em swim 'round for awhile. Then, when I whistle, they jump right back
into these here ice chests, and I take 'em home.'

'That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that.'

The redneck looked at the warden for a moment and then said, 'It's the
truth, Mr. Gubbmint Man. I'll show ya. It really works.'

'O. K.', said the warden. 'I've got to see this!'

The redneck poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited.
After several minutes, the warden says, 'Well?'

'Well, what?', says the redneck.

The warden says, 'When are you going to call them back?'

'Call who back?'

'The FISH', replied the warden!

'What fish?', replied the redneck.

Moral of the story: Rednecks may not be as smart as some city folks,
but they ain't as dumb as some people think.

I don't hold much respect for anybody who stereotypes, regardless of
whom they are stereotyping. Here's a fact. The Atanta metro area has
more college graduates per capita that almost anywhere in the U.S.

================

OK. Change it to Scottsville NY, where I once stumbled across a guy and
two
kids fishing, and they had a lot more than their limit of trout in their
bucket. I wasn't about to play cop, but I did so indirectly by
mentioning
that the DEC wardens patrolled this particular creek regularly, and he
ought
to be careful. He says "Well, my wife & another kid are at home, and
these
here extras are for them." Yup yup yup. They're everywhere.- Hide quoted
text -

- Show quoted text -

Oh, indeed! In western NY once you get out of the Rochester area, down
around Cohocton, Wayland, Bath, etc. THAT is Appalachia at it's
finest! Hell, I know people who live so far up on those hills that
electricity doesn't go that far, they've never had electricity!

=======================

Yep. I was wading in Chemung River one day, about 8 years ago, turned
around, and there was a guy "just checking out" my tackle box 50 feet
away.
I solved that problem, but later that week, I finished my pistol permit
paperwork.

Did the guy look like he needed killing? Or are you just bragging about
owning a pistol, like that other stump-broke guy in here?
--
John H

Yes, he looked like he needed killing. But, I'm always open to new ideas.
Give me three possible reasons why someone would sneak up to a guy's tackle
box and peek inside.

No....just give me one good reason.- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

1) To see what the guy was fishing with
2) He had a real knot and wanted to see if the guy had a knife or
clippers handy
3) He was trying to light a cigarette with a wet lighter and wanted to
see if there was one in the tackle box...

you are a fool....

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On Feb 20, 9:40 am, "JoeSpareBedroom" wrote:
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On Feb 19, 9:27 pm, Tim wrote:

Say what you want about the south.
A redneck was stopped by a game warden in Central Mississippi
recently
with two ice chests full of fish. He was leavin' a cove well-known
for
its fishing.

The game warden asked the man, 'Do you have a license to catch those
fish?' 'Naw, sir', replied the redneck. 'I ain't got none of them
there licenses. You must understand, these here are my pet fish.'

'Pet fish?'

'Yeah. Every night, I take these here fish down to the lake and let
'em swim 'round for awhile. Then, when I whistle, they jump right
back
into these here ice chests, and I take 'em home.'

'That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that.'

The redneck looked at the warden for a moment and then said, 'It's
the
truth, Mr. Gubbmint Man. I'll show ya. It really works.'

'O. K.', said the warden. 'I've got to see this!'

The redneck poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited.
After several minutes, the warden says, 'Well?'

'Well, what?', says the redneck.

The warden says, 'When are you going to call them back?'

'Call who back?'

'The FISH', replied the warden!

'What fish?', replied the redneck.

Moral of the story: Rednecks may not be as smart as some city folks,
but they ain't as dumb as some people think.

I don't hold much respect for anybody who stereotypes, regardless of
whom they are stereotyping. Here's a fact. The Atanta metro area has
more college graduates per capita that almost anywhere in the U.S.

================

OK. Change it to Scottsville NY, where I once stumbled across a guy
and
two
kids fishing, and they had a lot more than their limit of trout in
their
bucket. I wasn't about to play cop, but I did so indirectly by
mentioning
that the DEC wardens patrolled this particular creek regularly, and he
ought
to be careful. He says "Well, my wife & another kid are at home, and
these
here extras are for them." Yup yup yup. They're everywhere.- Hide
quoted
text -

- Show quoted text -

Oh, indeed! In western NY once you get out of the Rochester area, down
around Cohocton, Wayland, Bath, etc. THAT is Appalachia at it's
finest! Hell, I know people who live so far up on those hills that
electricity doesn't go that far, they've never had electricity!

=======================

Yep. I was wading in Chemung River one day, about 8 years ago, turned
around, and there was a guy "just checking out" my tackle box 50 feet
away.
I solved that problem, but later that week, I finished my pistol permit
paperwork.

Did the guy look like he needed killing? Or are you just bragging about
owning a pistol, like that other stump-broke guy in here?
--
John H

Yes, he looked like he needed killing. But, I'm always open to new ideas.
Give me three possible reasons why someone would sneak up to a guy's
tackle
box and peek inside.

No....just give me one good reason.- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

1) To see what the guy was fishing with
2) He had a real knot and wanted to see if the guy had a knife or
clippers handy
3) He was trying to light a cigarette with a wet lighter and wanted to
see if there was one in the tackle box...

you are a fool....

========================


If you would put up with someone opening your tackle box like that, you are
the fool. And, if someone's got the balls to do that, I suspect they have
the iron to back it up.

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On Feb 20, 9:40 am, "JoeSpareBedroom" wrote:
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On Feb 19, 9:27 pm, Tim wrote:

Say what you want about the south.
A redneck was stopped by a game warden in Central Mississippi
recently
with two ice chests full of fish. He was leavin' a cove well-known
for
its fishing.

The game warden asked the man, 'Do you have a license to catch those
fish?' 'Naw, sir', replied the redneck. 'I ain't got none of them
there licenses. You must understand, these here are my pet fish.'

'Pet fish?'

'Yeah. Every night, I take these here fish down to the lake and let
'em swim 'round for awhile. Then, when I whistle, they jump right
back
into these here ice chests, and I take 'em home.'

'That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that.'

The redneck looked at the warden for a moment and then said, 'It's
the
truth, Mr. Gubbmint Man. I'll show ya. It really works.'

'O. K.', said the warden. 'I've got to see this!'

The redneck poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited.
After several minutes, the warden says, 'Well?'

'Well, what?', says the redneck.

The warden says, 'When are you going to call them back?'

'Call who back?'

'The FISH', replied the warden!

'What fish?', replied the redneck.

Moral of the story: Rednecks may not be as smart as some city folks,
but they ain't as dumb as some people think.

I don't hold much respect for anybody who stereotypes, regardless of
whom they are stereotyping. Here's a fact. The Atanta metro area has
more college graduates per capita that almost anywhere in the U.S.

================

OK. Change it to Scottsville NY, where I once stumbled across a guy
and
two
kids fishing, and they had a lot more than their limit of trout in
their
bucket. I wasn't about to play cop, but I did so indirectly by
mentioning
that the DEC wardens patrolled this particular creek regularly, and he
ought
to be careful. He says "Well, my wife & another kid are at home, and
these
here extras are for them." Yup yup yup. They're everywhere.- Hide
quoted
text -

- Show quoted text -

Oh, indeed! In western NY once you get out of the Rochester area, down
around Cohocton, Wayland, Bath, etc. THAT is Appalachia at it's
finest! Hell, I know people who live so far up on those hills that
electricity doesn't go that far, they've never had electricity!

=======================

Yep. I was wading in Chemung River one day, about 8 years ago, turned
around, and there was a guy "just checking out" my tackle box 50 feet
away.
I solved that problem, but later that week, I finished my pistol permit
paperwork.

Did the guy look like he needed killing? Or are you just bragging about
owning a pistol, like that other stump-broke guy in here?
--
John H

Yes, he looked like he needed killing. But, I'm always open to new ideas..
Give me three possible reasons why someone would sneak up to a guy's
tackle
box and peek inside.

No....just give me one good reason.- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

1) To see what the guy was fishing with
2) He had a real knot and wanted to see if the guy had a knife or
clippers handy
3) He was trying to light a cigarette with a wet lighter and wanted to
see if there was one in the tackle box...

you are a fool....

========================

If you would put up with someone opening your tackle box like that, you are
the fool. And, if someone's got the balls to do that, I suspect they have
the iron to back it up.- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

You are a joke...

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On Feb 19, 9:27 pm, Tim wrote:





Say what you want about the south.
A redneck was stopped by a game warden in Central Mississippi
recently
with two ice chests full of fish. He was leavin' a cove well-known
for
its fishing.

The game warden asked the man, 'Do you have a license to catch those
fish?' 'Naw, sir', replied the redneck. 'I ain't got none of them
there licenses. You must understand, these here are my pet fish.'

'Pet fish?'

'Yeah. Every night, I take these here fish down to the lake and let
'em swim 'round for awhile. Then, when I whistle, they jump right
back
into these here ice chests, and I take 'em home.'

'That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that.'

The redneck looked at the warden for a moment and then said, 'It's
the
truth, Mr. Gubbmint Man. I'll show ya. It really works.'

'O. K.', said the warden. 'I've got to see this!'

The redneck poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited.
After several minutes, the warden says, 'Well?'

'Well, what?', says the redneck.

The warden says, 'When are you going to call them back?'

'Call who back?'

'The FISH', replied the warden!

'What fish?', replied the redneck.

Moral of the story: Rednecks may not be as smart as some city folks,
but they ain't as dumb as some people think.

I don't hold much respect for anybody who stereotypes, regardless of
whom they are stereotyping. Here's a fact. The Atanta metro area has
more college graduates per capita that almost anywhere in the U.S.

================

OK. Change it to Scottsville NY, where I once stumbled across a guy
and
two
kids fishing, and they had a lot more than their limit of trout in
their
bucket. I wasn't about to play cop, but I did so indirectly by
mentioning
that the DEC wardens patrolled this particular creek regularly, and he
ought
to be careful. He says "Well, my wife & another kid are at home, and
these
here extras are for them." Yup yup yup. They're everywhere.- Hide
quoted
text -

- Show quoted text -

Oh, indeed! In western NY once you get out of the Rochester area, down
around Cohocton, Wayland, Bath, etc. THAT is Appalachia at it's
finest! Hell, I know people who live so far up on those hills that
electricity doesn't go that far, they've never had electricity!

=======================

Yep. I was wading in Chemung River one day, about 8 years ago, turned
around, and there was a guy "just checking out" my tackle box 50 feet
away.
I solved that problem, but later that week, I finished my pistol permit
paperwork.

Did the guy look like he needed killing? Or are you just bragging about
owning a pistol, like that other stump-broke guy in here?
--
John H


Yes, he looked like he needed killing. But, I'm always open to new ideas.
Give me three possible reasons why someone would sneak up to a guy's
tackle
box and peek inside.

No....just give me one good reason.


Looking for his missing goat.



Now, I hadn't thought of that one. Hmm.