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Join the contest SubscribeIf that is where I think it is I used to trap on the ranch to the left of the photo. They also filmed some of the movie "The Postman" there. A kid on the ranch found a rubber M16 one of the extras must have stashed for later retrieval.
Yeah has been very smoky hazy here the last few days
Loved that show.
From an empirical view we can safely say that Mary Ann won the vote over Ginger Grant.
Looks like the North Mexicans are ruining air quality....
Hard to top Marry Anne.From an empirical view we can safely say that Mary Ann won the vote over Ginger Grant.
So who would the guys choose if we paired up Judy Robinson against Mary Ann?
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SAG-AFTRA strike? lol The best thing that could happen to this country might just be them going on strike for a couple of decades.
I - for one - am grateful when they keep us informed of this "really important stuff".SAG-AFTRA strike? lol The best thing that could happen to this country might just be them going on strike for a couple of decades.
The neighbor girl had one of these
This is about the funniest thing that I've seen. What makes you really spit out your coffee is when you have actually been in Yellowstone and watching the idiots get close to these animals.
If Yellowstone Bison are anything like cattle, laying on the horn would only alert them to your presence, the fact that you have somewhere to be, and that you have treats in your vehicle…This is about the funniest thing that I've seen. What makes you really spit out your coffee is when you have actually been in Yellowstone and watching the idiots get close to these animals.
I cannot tell you how many times I came close to giving my horn a big long blast from the safety of my vehicle to watch a PETA idiot get stomped and gored. The temptation was about as strong as being in a room full of college coeds in bikinis volunteering to do lap dances on you for free.
There was literally a devil on one shoulder and an angel on the other telling me to go one way or the other. I'll probably never know if a loud blast from a horn would cause a bison to startle, stomp and gore a bunny hugger to death.
The one thing that saved those idiots was the thought of several dozen Karens descending on me and my truck to express their displeasure afterwards.
Sibling rivalry at it's finest!