Topic: IndnPrncs Hotel/Bar - part 62 | |
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It's all fun and games until the Moose Pee comes into play
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And Fire should know, as she's thrown enough of it at people to last a couple of generations.
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naaaaa, but frozen Cow Pies I'm guilty of, can't be helped grew up on a farm and it's a matter of survival instincts when you're outside playing with your siblings and cousins. Anything becomes a weapon
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Especially if that weapon is called "poop".
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It's frozen solid and usually covered in snow at the point and they fly like frisbee's
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And they hit like a brick, too.
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And your point is?
There's no room for crying in war!!! Ya suck it up and keep moving |
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Until the smell of animal poop begins to be too ripe.
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Sissy, you don't even notice if you grew up around it
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Try growing up smelling like gasoline, black powder, napthalene, and burning wood- now THAT'S some ripe stuff there.
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(((((((fire)))))))
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moof
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(((((oc))))
I Like the smell of fire |
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Yeah. You can use it to warm up those frozen moose droppings so you can make 'em stick to the person you're throwing them at.
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Well sweets, I know that most California's think the Wilderness starts right outside the outskirts of Orange county but wonders never cease, there are no Moose in Washington, least not in my neck of the woods, and there were certainly no Moose's in Oregon where I grew up
Mad Cows Check Kamakazi Deer Check Moose Negative |
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There aren't any comodo dragon in Washington/Oregon either, but we'll never know, will we.
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It's Chev! And he's drinking a Wine Cooler!
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OC looks like he could use a Wine Cooler too!
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