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rumproast
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I was thinking about the guy in Idaho who had his pet money critters fly the coop on him today, and it all came to me in a flash--or flashback, Idunno which.
Anyway, now I know, I darned well know he's got ties and is in cahoots with that shadowy, middle-wing, special interest-fringe-protest-splinter group outta' Ootah.
That's right--he's in league with WASACH--the Wealthy Anglo-Saxons Against Competitive Hunting.
I smell their stinky feet all over this one! Trying to stomp out our grapes of wrath!
I'm not gonna let it happen--they wanna tangle, good! I'm right in the middle of my constipation remedy field trials--bring it on!
BRRRRRRRRP! Pass me anudder bottle o' that, boy!
rumpleroast
(Criminy, still 16 days until the next hunt)
Anyway, now I know, I darned well know he's got ties and is in cahoots with that shadowy, middle-wing, special interest-fringe-protest-splinter group outta' Ootah.
That's right--he's in league with WASACH--the Wealthy Anglo-Saxons Against Competitive Hunting.
I smell their stinky feet all over this one! Trying to stomp out our grapes of wrath!
I'm not gonna let it happen--they wanna tangle, good! I'm right in the middle of my constipation remedy field trials--bring it on!
BRRRRRRRRP! Pass me anudder bottle o' that, boy!
rumpleroast
(Criminy, still 16 days until the next hunt)
