ill go out of my way
Mike
ill go out of my way
Mike
Vinnie I don' give a chit what you think. Only way I know how crazy your response was is through phone calls. Your an idiot and that cat was on the wrong turkey hunting property. As always you are just a jealous armchair fisherman. Bye sniffer.
Mike
Guys please keep the profanity down. Thanks
Last edited by SportFishStaff; 12-16-2009 at 10:23 PM.
Oh the fire? That was the one at the church orphanage started when sister Opelio's habit caught fire from one of the candles they were using for heat and light. The cat dragged several victims to safety but wasn't able to to save Mrs. Kranstons arms from the flames after the fire spread to the moonshine still next door and it blew up.
Seems Timmy is torn between getting a new kitty and some Christmas shoes who's Momma may be meeting Jesus tonight...
Nice shootin Buff.
What Vinnie fails to realize is that the cat was feral....meaning a domesticated animal that went "wild". They are a serious problem in this country and are accountable for a great deal of predation on game bird populations.
The only thing I think you might have wrong is the choice of caliber. A 22 LR w/ hollow points or a nice .17 is a perfect "ditch tiger" weapon.
Happy hunting, the Turkeys and other critters thank you.
-D
Vinnie....thinking that a HUMAN should die for shooting an ANIMAL is absurd and you should be ashamed of yourself.
Last edited by Dave Sikorski; 12-16-2009 at 10:40 PM.
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Wow... Mrs. Kranston can't seem to find the right PM address... Anyway, Timmy ran away from home. He's not dressed for the weather. He should be easy to recognize. About 4 foot 9, 78 pounds, Rusty wheelchair, blue colostomy bag, carrying an old Sears Ted Williams lever action 30-30 that their old handyman, Shane, left behind.
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Last edited by Captain Michael Buffington; 12-16-2009 at 11:37 PM.
Well the searches for Timmy and Mimi aren't going well. Constables Andy's bloodhounds have been rendered useless by too strong of a blood odor in the area and gunpowder residue is making them sneeze...
The tires on Timmys wheelchair he got off the 69 chevelle on blocks in Buffingtons front yard near the fridge on the porch. They were looking to find tracks but with the rain turning to snow and them running out of kerosene at the general store for the lanterns its gonna be a long night.
Last edited by Deep C; 12-16-2009 at 11:38 PM.