Hmmmm...this could be different.

hahahaha

I knew some boys back home that used M80's to blow up some fish.......

There was once this cat....never mind. Not sure what the statute of limitations is on that...

hahahaha

Yes, you will have to wear a blindfold :-)

This fam damily is nukkin futz !!!

I KNEW I was adopted!!!


I have a kitty story -- well, two actually -- bout my daddy and his twin brother -- and they are just too gross to tell.

OK, I'll tell -- when they were wee boys, they took two kittens and TIED THEIR TAILS TOGETHER AND THREW THEM OVER THE CLOTHESLINE AND LET THEM FIGHT IT OUT.

And I just cannot tell the 2nd one. It is way too gross and mean and almost serial killer-ish.

Oh man, there is a 3rd story too -- they used to have a dairy herd, they always kept their milking stools on the fence and would go out and grab their milking stools off the fence and go out in the pasture to milk. They would have to bring each bucket back and pour in the um...thingy thing. There were always lots of barn cats around.
Their mama had a big pan out by the thingy thing for the cats. They had to fill the cat pan first to keep the cats out of the milk thingy thing.

THEY TOOK A PIECE OF ELECTRIC WIRE AND STRUNG IT AROUND THE TOP OF THE CAT MILK PAN AT JUST THE RIGHT HEIGHT SO THE TIP OF THE CAT EARS WOULD HIT IT. Then they poured milk in the pan and stood back and watched 'the show', laughing hysterically when the cats scattered and never trusted the milk pan again.


And they both wonder why I rescue every stray cat I see to this day, trying to redeem their two sorry souls in kitty heaven

Oh great....I bump into walls WITHOUT being blindfolded...

Disturbing. Maybe they need snuggies.........

Perhaps they just need to be beaten until they piss on themselves like worthless pieces of s**t like that deserve.

Those are exactly the kind of people I hope get cancer for a slow death before they cant take it anymore then finally suicide.

Crazy crackers............

That makes me want some Cheez-Its.

Whoa, whoa, whoa -- maybe I better finish the story -- their parents found out what they did to the cat milk pan and beat the living bejeebers outta them, made them write essays about how and why that was so wrong, etc. They were 'just little boys' at the time. They made them sit at the milk pan and wait for the kittens to trust it again and then made them hand feed them milk. Their parents straightened that behavior out REAL quick.

I know, I know, I know....trust me -- I am the the biggest animal advocate around -- and they are too.

They rescued everything from turtles, to kittens, to deer, to owls, to hawks, to dogs, to horses, to mice - all their lives after that -- anything that lived and breathed loved them and are attracted to them like magnets...and animals know those they can trust.

Speaking of. I bought a box of the pepper jack ones just the other day. Really good in tomato soup...........

Sup, gang?

Not much dawg. How is the great white north?..........

They have pepper jack ones???

Surprisingly warm, and the beer is flowing as usual,lol

Lets see Molson, Labbatts, or Moosehead?.......