Originally Posted by
Gilliatt Gurgle
(green laughing smilie)
Gentlemen and lady, I apologize for being absent for such an extended period time. You see, I was down in central Texas selling rocks to a quarry.
Reminds me of the time when I was a young whipper snapper playing tether ball on the school grounds and had my innards nearly turned inside out. While in the midst of a heated round, I punched the ball and as I plotted the trajectory with prideful eyes, a sudden fear came over me. The orbit was on a collision course with the head of the biggest ten year old sow you’ve ever seen. All of a sudden, I was being wrenched out of the game by a lock of my hair. While holding my head down with her left, doubled over, she proceeded to punch me in the gut with her right, lifting me off the ground with each shot.
The bells rang and as all headed back to class; I was left propped up against the pole with the tether chain wrapped around me. God those were glorious times!
By the way Jocky,
Don’t you fret over your sky r…, I mean pigeons. I’ll be happy to look after them.
Aside: reminder to self - Clean the Browning, pick up a box of 12 gauge buckshot, oh, and of course a flask of Wild Turkey.
Gilliatt