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twosteam

twosteam

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He's back....

Buffdog came over this morning and gave him the #20- he immediately stopped whining and started to pet it and call it "his precious."

Buff said that he could hear him whining from 20 miles away so he came over this morning and gave it to Smellie.

Smellie is now out of the sock closet, drinking coffee with buff, and jabbering away as if nothing happened- except that he is holding onto that rifle as if he will never put it down.

Now- I can get some sleep....
thx Buffdog!
janice

(Smellie- if you bring that thing to bed tonight you will be in trouble.)
 
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Good to hear Smellie is ok Jan!!

Now Smellie knows how the rest of us feel when we show him our stuff and then he goes "I have one like that but serial number 19". Every time I come over for coffee he does it!!
 
Ha I could hear Smellie whining from Brandon!

I know the feeling when Smellie showed me the Ross rifle that had 226 Bn markings on it plus RN and RM markings I didnt want to let it go but I did, now if it was a Ross that had 45th Bn markings on it I'm not letting that one go or out of my sight.( I had a great-uncle serve with 45th Bn)
 
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Have you ever heard SMELLIE whine and wail. The closest description of it would be an Opera singer who just put on a pair of underwear that was three sizes too small, accompanied by a pack of Coyotes. Most pathetic. Chicken farmers are irate because their chickens start laying hard boied eggs, and Dairy Farmers find that any Cow within hearing range produces curdled milk.
 
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Sounds like my mother in law.
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Quite frankly, Carlos, your mother-in-law could probaby take lessons from him!Laugh2

But he is quite happy now. Mausers, Ross rifes and Lee-Enfields act as Soothers and Pacifiers with him, and he now has two Brazilian Mausers with the serial numbers 20 and 25 on them.

Women of the Town he lives in can now walk down the street without their children pointing him out, and saying "Look Mommy, a Werewolf!"

In Brandon, sixty miles away, they have finally figured out what has triggered off their Emergency Disaster Siren, thanks to a tip from "Ballsofice 154", (most CGN Members are quite helpful and tend to share their knowledge,) and TWOSTEAM does not have to feed DOOFUS the Cat any more tranquilizers (until the next attack at least.)

Unfortunately, DOOFUS made a major error in walking too close to the door of the Sock Closet during the height of SMELLIE's "depression." A hand reached out, grabbed him and he disappeared behind the door. The poor thing was ejected about 20 seconds later, missing a lot of hair and reeking of the unmistakable odor of Scotch Whiskey. Now, with Winter coming on, TWOSTEAM is knitting him a wool sweater. I am not quite sure if MAX, my 93 pound Labrador Retriever was rooting for the Saskatchewan Rough Riders or he figured he needed some head protection. It just might be a coincidence that he started wearing his head gear at the same time that SMELLIE entered the Sock Closet. Dogs are very intuitive.

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buffdog said:
Quite frankly, Carlos, your mother-in-law could probaby take lessons from him!Laugh2

But he is quite happy now. Mausers, Ross rifes and Lee-Enfields act as Soothers and Pacifiers with him, and he now has two Brazilian Mausers with the serial numbers 20 and 25 on them.

Women of the Town he lives in can now walk down the street without their children pointing him out, and saying "Look Mommy, a Werewolf!"

In Brandon, sixty miles away, they have finally figured out what has triggered off their Emergency Disaster Siren, thanks to a tip from "Ballsofice 154", (most CGN Members are quite helpful and tend to share their knowledge,) and TWOSTEAM does not have to feed DOOFUS the Cat any more tranquilizers (until the next attack at least.)

Unfortunately, DOOFUS made a major error in walking too close to the door of the Sock Closet during the height of SMELLIE's "depression." A hand reached out, grabbed him and he disappeared behind the door. The poor thing was ejected about 20 seconds later, missing a lot of hair and reeking of the unmistakable odor of Scotch Whiskey. Now, with Winter coming on, TWOSTEAM is knitting him a wool sweater. I am not quite sure if MAX, my 93 pound Labrador Retriever was rooting for the Saskatchewan Rough Riders or he figured he needed some head protection. It just might be a coincidence that he started wearing his head gear at the same time that SMELLIE entered the Sock Closet. Dogs are very intuitive.

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Now that right there is what true friends are for, a damn good ribbing. Laugh2
 
Funny story Buffdog, my dog Axel is a blue bombers fan. Due to their poor results this season he has been wearing a mask to keep his identity a secrete!!

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buffdog said:
Quite frankly, Carlos, your mother-in-law could probaby take lessons from him!Laugh2

But he is quite happy now. Mausers, Ross rifes and Lee-Enfields act as Soothers and Pacifiers with him, and he now has two Brazilian Mausers with the serial numbers 20 and 25 on them.

Women of the Town he lives in can now walk down the street without their children pointing him out, and saying "Look Mommy, a Werewolf!"

In Brandon, sixty miles away, they have finally figured out what has triggered off their Emergency Disaster Siren, thanks to a tip from "Ballsofice 154", (most CGN Members are quite helpful and tend to share their knowledge,) and TWOSTEAM does not have to feed DOOFUS the Cat any more tranquilizers (until the next attack at least.)

Unfortunately, DOOFUS made a major error in walking too close to the door of the Sock Closet during the height of SMELLIE's "depression." A hand reached out, grabbed him and he disappeared behind the door. The poor thing was ejected about 20 seconds later, missing a lot of hair and reeking of the unmistakable odor of Scotch Whiskey. Now, with Winter coming on, TWOSTEAM is knitting him a wool sweater. I am not quite sure if MAX, my 93 pound Labrador Retriever was rooting for the Saskatchewan Rough Riders or he figured he needed some head protection. It just might be a coincidence that he started wearing his head gear at the same time that SMELLIE entered the Sock Closet. Dogs are very intuitive.

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Has anyone informed the cat about smoking weed with Willy? I've heard one would be lucky to escape skin intact! Scotch and a blurry {though frightful} trip into the sock closet pales in comparison!
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At second glance...get the dog to tell the cat, by the looks of things he knows exactly what I'm talking about! The head gear isn't protection...they're dreads! RASTALAB MON!
 
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