Rev: that thread is a disaster.
I couldn't unsubscribe fast enough

 

good friday entertainment though!

 

Im 100% positive that is a man posing as a girl.

 

you think a crossdresser is posting?

 

i sense trolling

 

matt i have not yet booked my room i'll find out today and get it

 

that's a man, BABY!

 

 

morning guys

 

haha, nicely done Chase.

 

Any buffet recommendations in Vegas?

 

Paris, you can get frog legs and crepes and all that fancy **** they sell in the restaurant

 

Frog legs are fancy ****? I can get those for free back in the country side where my family lives in Ny......simply take out the .22 and blow them outa the water in the creek. Bon appetite

 

yeah do they come with a garlic butter sauce straight from your creek?

 

I want some meat!

 

That didn't sound right..but I want some protein.

 

That's after you slice n dice em and cook them. If you want creek sauce I'll add some pus to it for the extra flavor.

Have to say, once you cut their legs off and skin them, you can see their nerves and by pinching them, their legs move around....freaky.

TMI?

 

Aww sick

Once I was hanging out with my buddy (this was like 5th grade) who lives up in the mountains and he almost sat on a rattlesnake. his uncle came and chopped the head off with a shovel and skinned the snake. The body was wriggling around for like an hour afterwards! It was just pure muscle twitching.

 

i still wanna try aligator

 

sure does he grows garlic in his back yard he just gets his .22 and shoot em out of the ground

 

http://www.voltex.ne.jp/english/index.html

"catarogue"

 

(:sigh: to easy) as dozer would say: I got your protein right here

 

@ Rev

It all depends where you grew up and what you're used to. While the biggest snake we dealt with was just a garden snake, we got a lot of woodchucks, possums, bees, hornets, wasps, etc.

Hell my HS friends would take trips at night after pool on the weekend looking for possums to run over...call it hillbilly fun but that's what they did because those things are downright nasty.....eat their own offspring.

We had a few possums come on our porch where I grew up and my dad would blow em off with a shotgun. I took a .410 late at night once hearing the dog go ballistic, opened the glass sliding door, snuck the gun around and trying to hold my laughter blew him off the deck.

We used to toss gas on a bee hive hanging from farm equipment then light a rag and watch the thing light up faster than a Christmas tree. All you heard after that was the sound of popcorn.

 

ATILLA!!!!OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG! its finally here!
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nothing like some good ol redneck fun