Let's just keep it our lil secret....

You will get none of that crap from me. I like things just the way they are.

Bumpises!
 

OK, get out your Little Orphan Annie decoder rings. Message follows....



D r i n k
m o r e O v a l t i n e

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Quick like a bunny
"It won't hurt. Did it?"

Figures.

Anyway, let Wolferz remain the leader until we hold our next dicktatorship convention. Still, I think Paul would do a great job. Anyway, Let's not forget who started the Ubirats, the great Celeon. Wonder where he is, we need to find him.

You are closer to the sub pens than I am, so I'll let you go find him.:)

Won't do much good..
 

Our bombers destroyed those pens a few years ago.:arrgh!:
Last I saw of Celeon, he was hiding out in his communist bunker, curled up in the fetal position and muttering birth me birth me

Then he is probably still at the 'other' forum.

Isn't Cel big into flight sims? Just ain't the same without Wern and Cel, hopefully we'll get them in the bilge soon...

Where is Cel? I haven't heard from him in a while, even over at Ubistupid.:06:

I hope the German authorities didn't discover him and his plans for world conquest. Angela might frown upon it profusely.

I'd rather be a Richardtator and not a commontator.:salute:

I like commontators, just add a lil butter, tad salt....good eatn.

I know how much you guys loves me dog as I do. With tears I wrote this poem a minute ago to share with you guys.

Ole Bear

Ole Bear is black and brown
he loves to bark an run around
He don't come when you call
just rolls over and licks his balls

We was chasn Bigfoot one cold day
Bear thought he wanted to play
Through the woods, hills and holler
but we got tired and couldn't foller.

One night an old owl flew down
picked ole Bear off the ground
Now Bear is scratchn his fleas
from the top of a big oak tree

Ohhh Bear, dog so true, betcha five dollars he's a goodn too
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A boy and his dog
 

Old Yeller got nothin' on Ol' Bear.


Very touching ode to a quadraped.:-?

While you're doing that, I'm stealing your girl friend and your pick up truck. I hope you don't mind me dumping that load of five gallon lard buckets in your front yard. We needed the room for her suitcases She does not pack light.:O:

PS: Looking forward to your next country music song.

I rather you take my wife.......

Never heard of a quadraped, is it a Moped with 4 wheels?

Funny, I took Bear for a walk last night after I wrote that. At night we walk on the field path beside the river. I saw him chasn a critter, in the moonlight it looked like a skunk. Well, skunks don't move fast and Bear just interested in anything that runs from him, so he was nipping on it's rear. They both vanished in the woods, I of course stepped way back. I yelled for him to come, he wouldn't. Then the smell....Bear finally came running. Skunk got him good...

Course I put him in the basement, but started smelling the entire house up, so wife took him to her shop and dunked him.

Worse, he loves snakes, been bit several times. If he catches one, he'll bring em in the house. They don't seem to bother him much anymore, but my wife keeps the dog door locked all spring and summer.

Oh yea, lard, river birch bark and potato grease will pull snake poisn rite out...try it