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that sounds like every bar i've ever been in ever.
it's kinda why i hate bars.
thør, you were not kidding!
What could possibly go wrong?
Indeed.
Let's see, you're in an aluminum or composite tube at 35,000' ASL and 630 mph. What the fuck could happen?
That's an awful sound.The little mutt has done it again. She ran out and caught herself a rabbit and came back in the house with a face full of fleas. Thankfully, she is quietly accepting her time in the kennel in the kitchen with her frontline treatment.
That's an awful sound.
And you can't be mad at them for being who they are.Truly. After the first tome I heard I've taken to declaring run bunnies as I open to backdoor to the yard. They don't always listen, and the little mutt has proven herself to be quite the little hunter.
And you can't be mad at them for being who they are.
Probably not.Not at all. Nor do I think there is any way to train her to not hunt the bunnies.
Probably not.
Also, where'd that Christmas shirt come from? Its wonderful.
Not at all. Nor do I think there is any way to train her to not hunt the bunnies.
Thank you. It was a birthday gift from dears friends. They know my sense of humor well.
Grandpa was a Quaker farmer raising poultry, rabbits, tomatoes, and walnuts. Grandma was a West Virginia Quaker farmwife who didn't do none of that fancy German cooking. She deep-fried rabbits in a sauce not unlike Col Sanders'. Her mashed potatoes and corncobs were rather better than KFC. We ate well every Sunday.So...is Hasenpfeffer on the menu for tomorrow's din-din?