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BS: The Mother of all BS threads

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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 10 Oct 13 - 10:19 AM

In the Swamp, of course. There was a bonanza of them that grew there, a literal plethora. But then, we only used 5 gallon buckets so there would be some left for anyone else foolish enough to venture in looking for them. Big, fat, sweet ones they were, too.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: MMario
Date: 10 Oct 13 - 09:58 AM

Where the heck did you find enough dewberries to fill buckets (plural) not once, but TWICE!!!!!??????


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 10 Oct 13 - 06:27 AM

Good, cause all I got for spray is windex, Vim, Safer's Soap, silicone lubricant, setra.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Oct 13 - 10:13 PM

No need to spray anything before freezing - and when they thaw you can pop the insides out of the skins very easily.

Now to go back and read Rap's story.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 Oct 13 - 09:18 PM

You'd see them sometimes when you'd go fishing, usually in the Spring but, sometimes, in mid-Fall. Thousands of them in the river, fighting to find the mouth of the creek at the headwaters of which they were born.

        Their colors ? bright gray and brilliant red and deep green and what even looked like a flash of blue ? would dazzle you on a sunny day as they leapt from the water, trying to get to their spawning grounds.

        Most wouldn't make it. They'd be eaten by the bears which gathered along the creek banks or be taken by eagles or, for many, exhaust themselves trying to make the spawning grounds and die in the attempt.

        Those that did make it would spawn and then try to run the gauntlet again to make it to open water -- some few made it, but most didn't. They left their egg stalks cemented to stones on the bottom of the creeks, and one person said that these deposits of eggs looked like gardens of flowers.

        Eventually the eggs would hatch and the squid larva would fight their way to the river, only to repeat the cycle some years later. It had been going on for thousands of years, this spawning of Architeuthis Mississipiensis gigans, the giant squid of the Mississippi, which everyone simply called "big squid."

        Boaters didn't like them. During spawning season or when a school of squid would appear on the surface there would be so many squid that boats couldn't run their motors without damaging the propellers. Fisherfolk didn't like them because they couldn't be eaten ? it was said that they tasted like ammonia ? although a few were used for bait. Barge operators didn't like them because it was said that REALLY big ones attacked barges at night, which really scared the crews even though no one was ever hurt.

        Gradually the numbers of squid declined. Some people said it was because of pollution, but most said that it was because the squid migrated elsewhere. Dam workers reported giant schools of squid moving downstream, and the New Orleans newspapers said that "immense numbers of squid" had passed the city on the way to the Gulf of Mexico.

        So the next year they were missing from Cedar Creek, just as they were missing from all of the creeks around town. And we missed seeing them. Like nearly everyone in town, we liked watching the squid as they made their journey upstream. Even people like boaters liked to watch the shoals of squid, their bodies turning pretty colors and their tentacles waving in the air.

        And of course that was the year the Walt Disney released the movie 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, which had a great scene in it about a fight with a giant squid. The same sort of squid that used to be around town in such great numbers was in a movie. A squid was a movie star, and all of them had left. Like all of the kids in town we were really disappointed that they were gone, but we thought that maybe the squid in the movie could have been one of ours.

        Then the movie came out and we found out that the squid was a bad guy that tried to sink the submarine. Nobody liked that. We knew that squid were pretty fish which didn't hurt anything except maybe barges at night, and even that wasn't proven. So after the first couple of days the movie closed because nobody went to see it.

        We hiked out to the Swamp the weekend after the movie closed. We were hoping to get some early dewberries so that Mom could make a dewberry pie for Sunday dinner. Naturally, we talked about the movie as we walked, our dewberry buckets in our hands. We each had two buckets, and in one of them was our lunch. Of course, we'd made jokes about which one was to be our "lunch bucket" before we'd left, and finally Mom had had enough and told us to go get the dewberries and, because we'd forgotten them, had tossed our lunches to us.

        But we talked about the movie and the submarine in it and about things under the sea and about the squid and how it had attacked the submarine and about how there weren't any squid around any more. Tony agreed with those who thought that the squid had left because of pollution and Ted thought that they had left because it was time for them to migrate and Martha thought that they'd left because they were angry about being made a bad guy in the movie and I thought that it might have been because of all of these reasons or maybe just because they wanted to move somewhere else for a while..

        Eventually we reached the Swamp. It was pretty much as we'd left it the weekend before: quicksand pools, dead trees, live trees, bushes, shrubs, logs, illigators, Spanish moss, muck, mud, dry land, flowers, lizards, musk ox, and all. Swamps don't change much if you leave them alone, and we liked that.

        Remembering the old saying that you should never ever pick dewberries on an empty stomach, we ate lunch and then set out for the dewberry patches. There were lots and lots of early dewberries, but you had to be careful because they grew next to quicksand pools and you could slip in pretty easily. Falling in a deep pool of quicksand -- and all of them were really, really deep -- could be a major annoyance.

        All of our left-hand buckets were filled and we'd just started on the right-hand buckets when Martha said, "What's that?" and pointed to the quicksand pool.

        "It's a big blue eye watching us," I replied. "Nothing to be alarmed about. Probably happens all the time, only you don't notice it."

        "Why would it be watching us?" asked Ted.

        "Maybe it's part of Santa Claus's surveillance system," opined Tony.

        "Maybe it's the Eye of the Swamp, watching to make sure we don't do anything bad," opine Ted.

        "Maybe it's a really, really big squid and it's going to try to capture and eat us," opined Martha.
        
        "Don't be silly," I replied. "All of the squid have left. And besides, there aren't any squid in quicksand poo....aaaawk!" And a great big tentacle wrapped itself around me and started slowly dragging me towards the quicksand.
        
        Quick as half a wink, Martha and Tony grabbed my feet and stopped my slide towards the quicksand.

        "What's a 'quicksand poo...aaawk'?" asked Ted.

        "You stupid stupid!" I exclaimed. "Help Tony and Martha hold me!"

        "Stupid! You called me stupid!" exclaimed Ted. "I've got the highest reading level in my class! So there!"

        "If you don't help us, he'll be dragged into that mouth," said Tony. And I looked and sure enough, there was a beak-like mouth in the quicksand, opening and closing with really nasty sounding clicks.

        "Maybe I'll tickle you, instead," said Ted. "That'd show him for calling me stupid."

        And he sat down on the ground with a thump.

        And another tentacle flashed out of the water and started to drag him to the quicksand!

        As he passed me, I grabbed his legs. Now I was holding onto Ted's legs while Martha and Tony were holding onto my legs, and all the while tentacles were drawing Ted and I toward Our Fate (if Tony or Martha let go).

        Just then, there was a great big jerk towards the quicksand and my legs were pulled from Tony and Martha's grips! Ted and I flew towards the Horror In The Quicksand!

        And just before Ted's head touched the quicksand, I managed to hook my right leg around a nice, big tree trunk! With another jerk, we stopped.

        Did you ever wonder what the rope feels like during a tug-of-war? Ted and I know from first-hand experience.

        For what seemed like hours we were pulled and jerked and tossed toward the quicksand. And for what seemed like centuries I hung onto that tree with my right leg.

        Tony and Martha got up and got some big sticks and started beating on the tentacles which held Ted and me.   They were forced back when other tentacles came out of the water and nearly caught them.

        "Oh no!" cried Tony. "Whatever shall we do?"

        "Oh no!" cried Martha. "Our brothers who just ate lunch with us are going to be lunch!"

        "I could let go of Ted's ankles," I said.

        "Oh no! Don't do that! I don't want to be et!" cried Ted.

        "I'm getting a cramp in the ankle that's holding us to the tree," I said.

        With that bit of news Tony and Martha jumped up and ran into the brush. They were back in just a couple of seconds, dragging a long length of grapevine. With that they proceeded to lash my leg to the tree, which let me relax my ankle just a little bit.

        Still, the thing was pulling and jerking us, trying to pull us free of the tree, and all of us knew that it might succeed. The grapevines would snap, I wouldn't be able to snag the tree again with my ankle, and then -- sluuuuuurrrrpppp! Chomp, chomp, chomp!

        "It seems to be awfully hungry," Ted panted. "I wish it could find something else to eat."

        And with that, Martha reached into one of the buckets, pulled out a handful of dewberries, and flung them right into the mouth in the quicksand! A couple sort of spattered to the side of the mouth, but a big, ugly tongue came out and licked them inside.

        With that, Tony too started throwing dewberries at the mouth. Both he and Martha missed much of the time, but that tongue would lick up the splattered dewberries. In fact, the tongue got to catching the dewberries while they were still in the air!

        All of this would have been as interesting as heck if Ted and I weren't still being pulled mouthward.

        And then, just as Martha and Tony were throwing the last of the dewberries into the mouth, the tentacles let us go!

        Ted and I flew backwards towards the tree I was tied to. I hit the tree first and then he landed on me.

        The eye and the mouth and the tentacles disappeared into the quicksand. A minute later there was a big bubble that came to the surface and broke with an "UUURPPP!" sound. Then smaller bubbles trailed off towards the other side of the quicksand pool and finally disappeared.

        "Well, that settled the left hand dewberries," I observed. "And we're going to have to pick quick if we're going to take home any at all."

        Ted got up and walked over to the buckets. I got up to follow him and fell down. Tony came over and untied the grapevine that had still tied my foot to the tree.

        "Wow! That was exciting!" I said.

        "Falling down often is," replied Tony.

        "No, no. The fight with whatever that was," I replied to his reply. "I think that must have been a big Big Squid. And I thought that they were all gone, too."

        "Well, whatever it was, it's gone now. And I don't think that I want to go over to the other side of the quicksand pool. But, maybe, hmmmm....I bet that there's a tunnel or something that connects this quicksand pool to another one and so on until you get to the river. I bet that's where whatever it was went, too. To the river," said Tony, in his longest statement thus far that day.

        "Here," said Ted. "I filled your buckets with dewberries because you saved me from being et." And he handed me two buckets full of dewberries!

        We quickly filled all of the buckets with dewberries again, and then we walked home. I had to walk with one foot in the gutter for quite a ways, but eventually my right leg returned to the same length as my left leg. Ted's legs never did return to the same length, and we had to sew strips of cloth around the bottom of his pants legs so that they'd be long enough to cover the tops of his socks (and no matter what he says, we didn't use lace ruffles).

        Mom was happy to see all of the dewberries we picked, and the next day we had dewberry pie. She also made a bunch of dewberry jam and jelly for the Winter. But that night we had carrots and caviar and croutons and crackers for dinner, and when Mom brought the calamari to the table Ted yelled, "PAYBACK!" and ate it all. Mom just looked at him and sighed, and got the cake for dessert.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 Oct 13 - 12:10 PM

Oh, yeah. If yer gonna use 'em in cooking, spray the waxed paper with AND the tomatoes with a light coat of cooking oil (or put some on the waxed paper and roll 'em around in it). Prevent 'em from sticking to the wax paper and each other.

And freeze 'em in a single layer, not in a clump. You'll thank me for this insight later.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 09 Oct 13 - 07:10 AM

I suppose I could freeze em.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Oct 13 - 12:20 AM

I already told him to do that once, I guess he forgot. I just had a bowl of my braised beef short ribs that were cooked with onion, carrot, potato, and a bag of my frozen cherry tomatoes. Mmmmm!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 Oct 13 - 12:05 AM

Wash 'em, let 'em dry, and put them on waxed paper on a cookie sheet and freeze them. When they're friz, put 'em in Ziploc bags and use 'em in cooking when the snow is eleven feet deep.

Sheesh, I gotta do ALL the thinkin' around here.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 08 Oct 13 - 09:14 PM

No. Want a tomatoe? They are small. Cheery. Take a dozen... please. Take two dozen. Someone! Take a damn tomatoe! I can't stand to see em become compost. Poor little things.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 08 Oct 13 - 05:30 PM

Monday night football - never watched it. Did I miss anything?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 08 Oct 13 - 06:30 AM

The Last Little Post O' Mine (The Weepy Ballad)

From Alaska to Texas
And from all points in between

Scrap that, scrap that. Tea... much more tea.......... Monday night football is a killer.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 07 Oct 13 - 11:19 AM

I have no idea why the last little post o' mine had me as GUEST.

"The Last Little Post O' Mine" would make a good title for one of those weepy ballads.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 07 Oct 13 - 05:16 AM

Congrats to Mrs. Rap for not putting Roundup in your salad for 40 years!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST
Date: 07 Oct 13 - 01:53 AM

Well, I don't think that a Roundup is a very good salad dressing. But I did meet the two dogs the new neighbors have. Not the people, just the dogs.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 07 Oct 13 - 01:13 AM

Congratulations, and enjoy that salad!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 06 Oct 13 - 05:32 PM

I am celebrating the 40th anniversary of my wedding day. Forty years. With my first and only wife. I shall go out later and commit herbicide on some weeds to celebrate in a REALLY big way.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 06 Oct 13 - 04:48 PM

It's the weekend so you guys are all out playing. I, on the other hand, mowed the lawn and trimmed the shrub that is taking over the driveway. I think I will have that Shiner Bock cerveza, with some tomato juice as my reward.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 05 Oct 13 - 09:23 PM

For good cerveza ask for Modelo Negra or Shiner Bock.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 05 Oct 13 - 06:05 PM

Eh, oui la. La la la la la la la. Et le Bud, c'est bon pour les estomacs mal, bien que il est de résidu de le pissoir du chevaux. Le c'est bon pour se que le c'est, je assume. Le produire, toutefois, "Les Vent de Mort."


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 05 Oct 13 - 05:34 PM

"Even Moosehead." Careful now. Ya donna wanna be settin da Moose loose eh. Antlers roight up yer arse eh?

People ask me why I don't drink moose piss and I can unnerstan at. I mean, I's a Herring Choker eh. But, I did my share when I was a young lad and now it's time ta drink sommat what's easy onna ol gut la, oiu? Connais le eh la?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 05 Oct 13 - 05:20 PM

Didn't yo mama ever teach you about good beer? Even Molson's better'n Bud. Even Moosehead. Even Blue, ferchrissake. That Bud'll give you a case of the staggers 'n' jags faster'n you kin keep 'er down.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 05 Oct 13 - 03:49 PM

Point taken. Tonight, BBQd rib steak and fried shrooms and Bud. None a that there green "healthy" crap. That should put me right. And, just to MAKE SURE... NO exercise. Well, I might tap my foot rapidly. Since I haven't had a drop a Bud in near a week, The Cleverly's might just drop by fer a session.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 05 Oct 13 - 02:52 PM

Didn't yo mama ever tell you not to eat green stuff? You eat green grapes or green apples or green anything and you're gonna get the runs or worse! You wait for them things to ripen up, yo hear? And that includes greens!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 05 Oct 13 - 01:33 PM

Hmmmm. Must have been something you ate. . .


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 05 Oct 13 - 04:18 AM

Recipe for Disasster

1/2 c pro-biotic yoghurt
1 lb green California grapes
1 Plumcott plum (very large)
1 honey (Murcott) tangerine (very large)
1 doz freshly picked sugar snap peas
6 freshly picked cherry tomatoes
1 lb left over Vito's lasagna with extra extra cheese
6 oz sour cream & onion Pringles
2 slices cracked wheat toast dripping with peanut butter
As much cold water as humanly possible

Add ingredients randomly to human oven over 14 hours except for lasagna and toast. Add lasagna after heating in conventional or microwave oven to FTH! degrees at suppertime and toast just before bedtime. Add unwashed peas in garden immediately after picking. Mix ingrediants with fairly constant moderate exercise throughout until three to four hours before bedtime. Place oven in dark cold room in prone position and cover with two thick blankets. Continue to bake for approx five hours. Remove from oven when cramps become severe enough to wake oven.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 04 Oct 13 - 08:48 PM

...Chateau Neuf du Pape and a hot day for digging a septic tank hole...cold Schlitz or Old Style or Stag or Atlas Praeger or PBR or Falstaff in a boat while fishing...a hot toddy after duck hunting in a cold drizzle or snow...a couple of quarts of homemade GENUINE tequila, a "poker game" in a cabin, a pile of chains, knives, revolvers, hatchets, brass knuckles, pipes, blackjacks, revolvers topped by a shotgun to "keep the game honest" and one scared Mexican college student who suddenly got the joke...a fifth of 100 proof vodka and three college students in a car at night....


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 04 Oct 13 - 04:43 PM

Alas, there's nary a drop on the premises here. Sounds good, tho.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 04 Oct 13 - 03:35 PM

Beer and Mad Dog...a drink from my past. Beer and Boone's Farm...beer and Thunderbird...beer and whiskey...beer and schnapps...Everclear and grape juice....


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 04 Oct 13 - 01:11 PM

I plan to bend my elbow this evening - I picked up a beer and I plan to mix it with some of my home grown canned tomato juice. Mmmmm!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 04 Oct 13 - 10:10 AM

Elbow exercise.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 04 Oct 13 - 05:36 AM

I hear ya, Rap. The sooner ya get that done and over with, the sooner ya can get on ta the next job. What's on sched? Touch up or some heavy lifting?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 03 Oct 13 - 10:42 PM

Ibuprofen, tea, Mucinex...what a wonderful way to celebrate! I'm certain sure she'd rather have a good glass of Red Breast Irish or Knob Creek bourbon or Black Bush or....

Me, I'm going to the oral surgeon tomorrow and see how damned soon they can put in my implants and how the bone graft/sinus lift is going. Getting this stuff finished can't happen soon enough.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 03 Oct 13 - 08:44 PM

A quint? Which one?

A quart? What kind?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 03 Oct 13 - 04:21 PM

Get her a q**** to curl up under and she'll feel much better soon.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 03 Oct 13 - 03:23 PM

Ain't a-goin' this year. Nor am I going anywhere else -- we WERE going to run off to a secluded hideaway to celebrate our 40th anniversary but Pat's got a terrible cold.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: MMario
Date: 03 Oct 13 - 12:42 PM

Getaway sounds good to me - but I'm not heading there until t'marrar


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 03 Oct 13 - 10:49 AM

I vote for the poodle - I don't believe we've had one of them post here on the MOAB before. Lots of duckdogs, dachshunds, I'm sure my pitbull has probably posted, but no poodles. It was an unintentional oversight that has now been corrected. Thank you Mr. Poodle.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 03 Oct 13 - 09:17 AM

I think that was either Amos or a toy poodle. Of course, one does not preclude the other.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST
Date: 03 Oct 13 - 06:52 AM

It's TODAY! TODAY!! We have a van waiting down at the Enterprise place and we will get it and hit the road from NAWTH Cahrlina to Maryland. Yip, yip, yip

Getaway loom sighted on the port bow, sir!

Yip, yip, yip!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 03 Oct 13 - 12:50 AM

Sure. Jerry Falwell, of late memory, knew for certain that the world was going to end as part of the Y2K thing and the Rapture would occur, so he stocked 9mm ammunition.

No, I'm not making that up!

I can only assume that he decided to use those being Take Up as skeet targets or something.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 03 Oct 13 - 12:31 AM

A Winnebago for the Rapture. Or Rupture. Whatever. Sounds like a B-movie plot or a John Carpenter film, which amounts to about the same thing.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 02 Oct 13 - 06:01 PM

I'm going to tell Eiseley on you, Amos. And all of the folks up at the Legion Hovel. DON'T even try to return to Sandy Ego, for they will be waiting and will want a "word" with you, if they are sober.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 02 Oct 13 - 11:52 AM

Winter? Ahhh, I had a buggy time with skeeters last eve whilst harvesting Snappdraggon seeds and it's to be 25C today. Got over 1000 and I have 30 - 40,000 to go. Gotta start puttin em the garage at night so the wilted flowers stay dry and the pods will open sooner than later. Glad to hear he was finally able to take a shower.

Thanksgiving dinner invite received. Ahhhh, I can taste the margerine soaked veggies, dry trurkey and pumpkin "cheesecake" already. Maybe I'll bring some wine. Two for the table and one for the floor next to my chair.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,Amos
Date: 02 Oct 13 - 10:09 AM

My beloved BBW awaits my return from this long peregrination of the glebes of Mortal Existence. When she was explaining what I had in mind to a girlfriend of hers, and how long I thought I would be wandering, the girlfriend exclaimed, "Can youDO that???" as though she'd thought there was some kind of rule against it. Of course there is not. But it is rather a long walkabout. We have been in close touch and she has updated me on all the local news. For example, the neighbors wife, Mrs Brown, has passed on. Several of us are hoping this means he will finally release the ancient Winnebago in his drive, which he has explained that he is saving for the Rapture. Why you would want an RV for the Rapture escapes me but he seemed to think it a good idea. Sigh.

Gabe is alive and well, is now back in winter quarters in Rhode Island, Gnuzer.

Rapparree, I would have come to Pocatello but I have it on good authority that there is no such place as Pocatello. I am loath to commit to imaginary travels and feel I must wait until this matter is properly sorted out before I make any commitments.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 02 Oct 13 - 09:42 AM

Okay, we'll split the loot penance money.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 02 Oct 13 - 05:54 AM

Me two.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 02 Oct 13 - 01:07 AM

Bull Hockey - I posted at 5:30 something this morning (an hour later on Mudcat time.)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 01 Oct 13 - 10:46 PM

NO ONE except me has posted to Mom so far today!!!

For shame!!!!

For your penance, you must send me all of your money plus a dollar.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 01 Oct 13 - 09:09 AM

Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and dead.

The early bird gets the worm, but the early worm gets eaten.

Oh, darn! I overslept and missed my execution.


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