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    Why i not been around here much lately.I decided to get Munro some prime deer meat and this is the story as best i could remember. I had this idea that I could rope a deer, put it in a yard, feed it up on corn for a couple of weeks, then kill it and eat it. The first step in this adventure was getting a deer. I figured that, since they congregate at my cattle feeder and do not seem to have much fear of me when we are there (a bold one will sometimes come right up and sniff at the bags of feed while I am in the back of the ute

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    Bones, now I feel really bad and a wee bit responsible for asking you for some fresh venison.Hope you heal quickly and we will go fishing to help make up for you small troubles.But hey it could have been worse, you could have made the mistake of saying Peg has a fat ass. Now that would be funny.Graeme.

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      But hey it could have been worse, you could have made the mistake of saying Peg has a fat ass. Now that would be funny.Even I would buy front row tickets to see that show.

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        Thankyou gentlemen - I did enjoy that.Regards.....Chook.

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          Try ropen a camel,........ calf.They got a club on each leg, each with a 15" reach, and can be hurled in any direction, at any speed from Standn still to full stride.They got a crocodile sized mouth, with croc teeth, on the end of a 15" telescopic neck.They also use their head like a hammer thrower.If your thinkn climbn a tree is a good escape root, be sure it"s at least 20" high, and not edible.But the worst part, they stink.So if you want to rope one, be sure it"s a loooong rope.

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          • #6
            Thanks Bones, that"s a great story, laughed till I cried !!!!! Never ever heard of anyone even contemplating trying your method of deer catching & can now see why !!!Certainly a great idea of feeding it up for a few weeks, was worried at the part where you " wrapped the rope around your wrist", could sense that could bring you undone. Possibly, in hidsight, tying the rope to some solid part of the ute could have been a little less painful !!Anyway, I hope the recovery goes well !!

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                Oh, is that what "deer stalking" means?If you get a rope around one, you are "stalked!" ;D

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                  Now......what"s going on here, oops
                  If you aim for nothing, you'll hit it every time

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                      Now......what"s going on here, oops

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                        ^ don"t sweat it bones..... I liked your rendition coz I could just imagine you doing all that

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                          I can"t take credit for this either .....

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                            THIS IS AN ACTUAL CUSTOMER REVIEW FROM A MAN ON AMAZON.CO.UK AFTER USING VEET HAIR REMOVAL CREAM FOR MEN. After having been told my danglies looked like an elderly Rastafarian I decided to take the plunge and buy some of this as previous shaving attempts had only been mildly successful and I nearly put my back out trying to reach the more difficult bits. Being a bit of a romantic I thought I would do the deed on the missus"s birthday as a bit if a treat. I ordered it well in advance and working in the North Sea I considered myself a bit above some of the characters writing the previous reviews and wrote them off as soft office types...Oh my fellow sufferers how wrong I was. I waited until the other half was tucked up in bed and after giving some vague hints about a special surprise I went down to the bathroom. Initially all went well and I applied the gel and stood waiting for something to happen. I didn’t have long to wait. At first there was a gentle warmth which in a matter of seconds was replaced by an intense burning and a feeling I can only describe as like being given a barbed wire wedgie by two people intent on hitting the ceiling with my head. Religion hadn"t featured much in my life until that night but I suddenly became willing to convert to any religion to stop the violent burning around the turd tunnel and what seemed like the the destruction of the meat and two veg. Struggling not to bite through my bottom lip I tried to wash the gel off in the sink and only succeeded in blocking the plughole with a mat of hair. Through the haze of tears I struggled out of the bathroom across the hall into the kitchen, by this time walking was not really possible and I crawled the final yard to the fridge in the hope of some form of cold relief. I yanked the freezer drawer out and found a tub of ice cream, toe the lid off and positioned it under me. The relief was fantastic but only temporary as it melted fairly quickly and the fiery stabbing returned. Due to the shape of the ice cream tub I hadn’t managed to give the starfish any treatment and I groped around in the draw for something else as I was sure my vision was going to fail fairly soon. I grabbed a bag of what I later found out was frozen sprouts and tore it open trying to be quiet as I did so. I took a handful of them and an tried in vain to clench some between the cheeks of my ****. This was not doing the trick as some of the gel had found its way up the chutney channel and it felt like the space shuttle was running its engines behind me. This was probably and hopefully the only time in my life I was going to wish there was a gay snowman in the kitchen which should give you some idea of the depths I was willing to sink to in order to ease the pain. The only solution my pain crazed mind could come up with was to gently ease one of the sprouts where no veg had gone before. Unfortunately, alerted by the strange grunts coming from the kitchen the other half chose that moment to come and investigate and was greeted by the sight of me, **** in the air, strawberry ice cream dripping from my bell end pushing a sprout up my **** while muttering “ooooohhh that feels good” Understandably this was a shock to her and she let out a scream and as I hadn’t heard her come in it caused an involuntary spasm of shock in myself which resulted in the sprout being ejected at quite some speed in her direction. I can understand that having a sprout fired against your leg at 11 at night in the kitchen probably wasn’t the special surprise she was expecting and having to explain to the kids the next day what the strange hollow in the ice cream was didn’t improve my status…so to sum it up, VEET removes hair, dignity and self-respect ~

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                              :d :d :d :d :d :d :d

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