IJustMadeThatUp
Talks to the Animals

You cant do that.

Uhh random (possibly tear-worthy) story. Actually, I don't even have to tell a whole story. My friend has a petting zoo with loads of animals. We were seeing what sorts of err... transportation... were allowed in the drive through at local restaurants.

Everything is very well . All I'm really doing is working with the ponies... ride, ride, ride, muck stalls, ride, feed, load hay... etc... yourself? Do you have wombats about? I've always wanted to see one. It's a long lasting obsession.

decode my dino language!!!


xa! xen uho oeu?

my . . . that was longer than I expected. ..

Crap! How did I forget to write back?!?!?! (yeah, I guess we can call it a draw, but I'm not gonna lie- that message down there is quite imposing.)

OOOOOOOKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY . . . here I go.
Swag- had no clue what that was until a minute ago. You did a fantastic job of explaining, and I think a swag sounds magnificent. I want one. So, might you be able to inform me of how you came to call a truck a ute? (you can call them that now that I know what the heck you're talking about.) I've never met anyone that slept comfortably in a truck. Ever. I've found that if you roll the window by your feet down you can stick them out and they don't cramp as much. Its not such a great idea when its raining, but yeah. Duh? I hope you don't let your skin melt too much- my mom told me it'll stay that way, just like when you made funny faces as a kid.

WHAT?!?!?!? NEVER BEEN TO WALMART?!?!?!? How is this possible? I'm flabbergasted! Please give me an explanation. I can't even fathom that . . . its not a trip to town unless you hit up Walmart!

Oh, hush! eighty nine degrees is hot to someone that spent all winter chasing wounded birds and building houses at twenty below! (I have my handy phone de-celsiuser and it says . . . 89 degrees is 31.6667 degrees celsius.) So yeah. Now, would you please give me your definition of hot again? I was ready to step into a deep freezer Tuesday, but go ahead and make me thankful I don't live where you do.

Yep. Frostbite is freaky. And yes, I probably am lazier than you are on a general basis, but I am (fairly) sure I had a legit reason to not want to get up whenever it was I wrote that.

I'm not particular on my facial acrobatics. First ever is always funny as hell, but I can live with the first of the night too. (I like that term! I hope you haven't copyrighted it yet, because I'm borrowing it. ) My sister takes a sip from my glass and gasps and her face gets all red every single time. She's not a big drinker, but she likes a little bit every once in a while. Yeah, I used to be able to shoot all that stuff- Tequila, Vodka, rum, ammaretto, you name it. I never fell down a flight of stairs, but one day I started doing shots of EVERYTHING in the cabinet- I was fourteen at the time, and I've only surpassed being that sick once since then (I'm nineteen now.)
Oh good! So if I visit Australia I won't die of dehydration! That's good to hear. Yeah, Jack makes a few of my friends very VERY grumpy/mean/aggressive.
I will drink other things than Jack, but he's the first thing I grab. I can live with some Beam or Knob Creek, or if I can find some Forty Creek I love that stuff. If I want a guarantee no-hangover though, it has to be a Jack night.

No, no skulling out of our boots. We'd all die if we did that, our boots are so damn deep! Yuck. I can't imagine drinking anything out of my boots. That is NASTY!

I gotcha now- I had no idea there were that many different kinds of eucalyptus shoots. Thats crazy! How long did it take people to figure that out? So, koalas must know instinctively what the poisonous shoots smell like? Obviously or they wouldn't be around any more. What causes the toxins? Do you ever sneak some baby food for yourself? Don't lie, I know!
With my luck, I'd adopt a koala, try to give it a kiss and it would scratch my face off. I babysat a teachers rat one week and let it crawl around on me, then it crawled under my shirt and slipped and scratched its way down my back. That was the end of me wanting to get a rat as a pet.

Yeah, gotta watch out for those deaf people! That's when it would almost be worth it to know sign language, then you could tell them off for making fun of you!

I agree about the tats! I've seen some really cool ones. One of the guys I worked with last summer was a bullrider, and he got a full-back tattoo of a bullrider in front of a wooden-grain cross with the words "in God I trust" above it. It was pretty sweet. No, I don't have any ink yet. I'm thinking and waiting for something to pop into my head that won't be obtrusive but still meaningful. I'm thinking about a small one right above short-sleeve line that says something along the lines of 'Don't fence me in' or 'no fences' or something like that. No skin . . . that is certainly an interesting choice. I hope he doesn't work in any severely professional offices! That would be a fun one to explain. "Well, I made it look like I didn't have any skin because I wanted it to symbolize . . ." Yeah.

Yes, I was wearing jeans and I'm glad because it probably would have ripped my leg off, then I would have had to get my tetanis shot again . . gah! Thank God for Wranglers! or Stranglers as we affectionately called them in South Dakota.
I'm not sure why they wanted to change it. Something about it's easier, but there are so many people that would have to learn their whole trade over . . . it just wouldn't be worth it.
Ah. I've never had a boss so bad I had to do anything quite that drastic, and I hope I never have to! I can relate- it takes a lot to make anyone in my family blow up, but run for cover when it happens!
Well, I was doing some landscape maintenance for the last month waiting till I head back up to my ranch, and tomorrow morning I'm headed back up into the mountains wrangling at a guest ranch. here's a link to the ranch website- http://www.cherokeeparkranch.com/
Sorry, all the pics are really, really outdated, but they still show some really good photos of the place.

So how long have you been playing koala wrangler for?

Never! Never too long! I'm enjoying your waffling way too much. I do believe you have me beat for length, and if you're tired of yacking at me you can claim your title and run. Poopy excuse to never talk to me again, but I understand . . . .

hello... have you come up with a character yet? *eager*

I'm off to bed now. (I know I know) But I'll talk to you later.

the song in your sig is frikkin amazing.

koalas huh?

Ignore every space I put in and it should be a little shorter!