Deerking's poem....

didn't happen.

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Later, Brandon
 
Nope....Im starting to wonder if he even owns a computer anymore?? Is he dead, in jail, lost in the mountains of Colorado?? Who knows!!?? Jeff, where are you??

SCOTT
 
See what happen to ya if you eat to many big deer, you get CPU what ever that is. Here DEERKING where are you, still paying off the trip(can't pay the electric bill) LOL
 
Yeh, it doesn't seem like christmas time on M&M without Jeff's poem and art work........

I hope he is fine and living happy in his large new home and all....
 
I have been missing his posts as well. No big Colorado muleys to look at.....Jeff, come backkkkkkk!
 
Come on guys it hasn't been that long since THE KING has posted pics. He may be finishing it as we speak. It has to take him quite alot of time. I certainly am looking forward to it though.
 
Jeff's a bit busy with "stuff" right now. He has bigger fish then the net. I've talked to him recently and... He's in the Proccess of moving, and work and other stuff. You guys need a life if you can't live without someone posting for a Bit :)

BFE, Here's a poem.

There once was a hunting board,
It had some funny posters.
Some thought they were funny
But most were more like toasters.

They did kill some big stuff,
but most jsut talked trash,
Some thought they were funny
But most could kis my ........

Happy hollidays :)



  • [*] -Moosie
~~If you're going to walk on thin ice, Ya might as Well DANCE !!
WALK the TALK, Or shut the HECK UP !!
 
Here are a couple from the bathroom poetry section,

Andy, saw this one in the mens bathroom at a rest stop in Idaho.

"I am here each friday night,
Meet me & I'll love you right,
With looks as good as Gary Busey,
Say my name they call me Moosie"

This one was anonymous.

"Oh... the stench, brown & juicy
Looks & smells just like Moosie"
 
Here's to the dork named BFE
Who's pube hair hung to his knees
the crabs came together,
and knitted him a sweater
so in Winter his nub would not freeze!

Bring it on boyz...........


  • [*] -Moosie
~~If you're going to walk on thin ice, Ya might as Well DANCE !!
WALK the TALK, Or shut the HECK UP !!
 
Some guys on MM cut no one no slack,
They think they know it all and everyone else is whack,
Bottomline is some are just plain goofy,
Much like that "thin ice dancer" Moosie,
Now don't get me wrong, cause ya see,
I crack-up at the posts from BFE,
And I think BOBCATBESS gets a bad rap,
JUST CAUSE HE USES ALL CAPS,
Now I could just go on and on, but that's alot to say
So with 2006 only days away,
My resolution is to read MM posts every day !!!!!
:7
( I once knew a man from Nantucket...Oh,never mind! )
 
If you close your eyes and listen..... You will hear the thoughts across Utah of guys thinking of funny rhymes to type. Some more will come up here, but most are too Wussy to put those thoughts on the net..... Yes, listen, You can Actually hear people trying to rhyme words :)

A poem you want,
for some fun I suppose.
This poem?s for me,
And for others ego?s.

I usually rhyme,
to make fun of you.
Because most of you suffer
from sniffing much glue.

But this poems fun loving,
wishing you all the best.
Making up for trash talking,
and being a pest.

May your ATV never stumble,
your gun never rust,
Your guts never grumble,
and yer ?puter never bust.

May your boots never pinch,
Your hunts never fail,
While you read all my words
And stay out of jail!!

So for those that don't like me,
time has come to pass.
Please get over it quick,
Or please kiss my?..

......May you draw your tags in ?06



  • [*] -Moosie
~~If you're going to walk on thin ice, Ya might as Well DANCE !!
WALK the TALK, Or shut the HECK UP !!
 
ROUND # 11

SEVERAL MORE PUNCHES THROWED!!!

SEVERAL LOW-BLOWS!!!

SOME OF THEM MUST HURT A LITTLE!!!

THE ONLY bobcat WAITING FOR ROUND # 12!!!
 
RE: ROUND # 11

A battle to rhyme, some has said we do need,
They will pleed, these imbreed's but will never Succeed.
For the Moose on the loose, I'm obtuse and Foot loose,
If you, can Deduce, this is not a truce.

We went toe to toe a few years ago,
Had rhyming and funnies, a true Moosie show.
To bring it all back for our Friend crazy couse,
I'll have all the posters reach-ing for tisues.

BOBcatMrBessy, would like us to Fight,
Me laying you out, would be quite the Site.
But I'll decline to fight and let you light your Joint,
As I do some Scouting for my next big 4-point.

Elkantlers piped in, not so funny at all,
Guessing "shortmans Syndrom"? he's probably not that tall.
Quit a Job, why would I, I'm still young and so healthy,
I post and I hunt like I'm indapendantly wealthy.

My name is Moosie, and Moosies my name,
Some say I'm smart, most say I'm insane.
I like the Spotlight, I like the great fame,
Does anyone dare to try to rhyme in this game?

If you do bring it on and defeat you will get,
I got game and can Rhyme, and I'm not like your Pet.
Thats a Gerbil I hear you say it has some Class,
When you have it alone and.......

Alright, I need to start ending these differently ;)


  • [*] -Moosie
~~If you're going to walk on thin ice, Ya might as Well DANCE !!
WALK the TALK, Or shut the HECK UP !!
 
RE: ROUND # 11

Come on Jeff...... do your poem.....


Save all from this..........

Funny stuff to say the least...
 
RE: ROUND # 12

Let's hear it for Moosie!!!
Quite the rhymer he is,
His verse, though sometimes terse
Shows he's a bit of a "wiz"
Apparently some concept of prose he's perfected,
His gift of $hit could get him elected !!
I enjoy reading his tidbits of wit,
But his unabashed cockiness renders him a dip$hit !!!
It serves his purpose to be quite brash,
Try'in to implicate everyone's an a$$ !!
But I think deep down, Moosie's a soft touch,
And his facade is just a form of a crutch !!
So don't take it to heart, when at you he pokes fun,
He's probably a great guy, when his bull$hit's done !!!

"Peace & Chicken Grease, my 'bro"
 
RE: ROUND # 12

There's a land where the mountains are nameless,
& the rivers all run God know where,
There are lives that are erring & aimless,
& deaths that just hang by a hair,
There are hardships that nobody reckons,
There are valleys unpeople & still,
There's a land oh, it beckons & beckons,
& I want to go back & I will.

There's gold & it's haunting & haunting,
It's luring me on as of old,
Yet it isn't the gold that I'm wanting
So much as just finding the gold.
It's a great big broad land way up yonder,
It's the forests where silence has lease;
It's the beauty that thrills me with wonder,
It's the stillness that fills me with peace.


by Robert Service
 
To kill a big buck, it's hard you see,
Don't look like it will happen to me.

No matter how much I spend or scout,
I guess I just don't have the clout!

I hunt high and low and even the lakes,
It's obvious, I don't have what it takes.

Some will say that I'm just a loser,
I'd be better off becoming a boozer!

Killing a big buck is such a hurdle,
Maybe I'll stick to the lowly turtle!

But I'll keep dreaming and stay right here,
Because today starts a brand new year!

Steve
 

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