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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. 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.- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

Yep, I know of a place that is still in existence that if they don't
know you, you'll have a tough time convincing them you're okay!
Luckily after not living there for many years, I tell them who my
family is, and I'm okay.

On Feb 20, 1:19*pm, Tim wrote:
Man, it's just 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.- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

Oh, I know! But people don't like to be stereotyped whether rednecks,
jews, blacks, dog lovers, dog haters, etc.

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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. 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.- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

Yep, I know of a place that is still in existence that if they don't
know you, you'll have a tough time convincing them you're okay!
Luckily after not living there for many years, I tell them who my
family is, and I'm okay.

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


JWFM, who apparently has never traveled more than 10 miles from home,
doesn't really understand what the Southern Tier is really like:

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/07/15/nyregion/15bucky.html

http://www.usatoday.com/news/nation/...e-search_x.htm

Obviously, the regions not crawling with criminals, but where I fish, it's
remote enough that dialing 911 aint' gonna do **** fast enough to be of any
help. Of the 10 people I know who fish similar places, only one doesn't
carry a piece.

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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.

Don't raise a fist if you don't know how to swing it.

Don't pull out a knife unless you want to have it used on you.

Don't point a gun at someone unless you intend to kill them immediately.

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On Wed, 20 Feb 2008 14:54:36 GMT, "JoeSpareBedroom"
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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.

Don't raise a fist if you don't know how to swing it.

Don't pull out a knife unless you want to have it used on you.

Don't point a gun at someone unless you intend to kill them immediately.- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

He doesn't have a gun, he probably has someone he ****ed off looking
for him, and he is trying to be tough:O

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On Wed, 20 Feb 2008 14:54:36 GMT, "JoeSpareBedroom"
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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.

Don't raise a fist if you don't know how to swing it.

Don't pull out a knife unless you want to have it used on you.

Don't point a gun at someone unless you intend to kill them immediately.




Thanks, Blurt. That made a lot of sense.

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On Wed, 20 Feb 2008 14:54:36 GMT, "JoeSpareBedroom"
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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.

Don't raise a fist if you don't know how to swing it.

Don't pull out a knife unless you want to have it used on you.

Don't point a gun at someone unless you intend to kill them immediately.-
Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

He doesn't have a gun, he probably has someone he ****ed off looking
for him, and he is trying to be tough:O

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Does Master T know you're using the computer again, puppy boy?

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On Wed, 20 Feb 2008 14:54:36 GMT, "JoeSpareBedroom"
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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.
Don't raise a fist if you don't know how to swing it.

Don't pull out a knife unless you want to have it used on you.

Don't point a gun at someone unless you intend to kill them immediately.




Thanks, Blurt. That made a lot of sense.



They are wise words from a wise man, I did not pen them.

On Wed, 20 Feb 2008 20:12:56 GMT, "JoeSpareBedroom"
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On Feb 20, 3:07 pm, "JoeSpareBedroom" wrote:
"John H." wrote in message

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On Wed, 20 Feb 2008 14:54:36 GMT, "JoeSpareBedroom"
wrote:

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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
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text -

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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.


Funny how your story changes. Now the guy had to open the tackle box.
You're starting to sound more and more like Krause.

Damn shame.
--
John H

On Feb 20, 5:02*pm, wrote:
On Wed, 20 Feb 2008 05:34:34 -0800 (PST), wrote:
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.

All originally from somewhere else!- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

What makes you think that? The University of Georgia is the oldest
state chartered university in the United States. Georgia Tech was
established in 1855, Georgia state university in 1913. If you look at
the demographics of those schools, you'll see that they are
predominately and overwhelmingly attended by Georgians.