Hate to get in a jam with that monster!
Best hunted from a tree blind.............Hate to get in a jam with that monster!
Not me. I'd rather have a phobia than jump out of a perfectly good aeroplane.Congratulations! I didn't fall in love with the jumping out of a perfectly good airplane part, but I did enjoy flying the canopy and making precision landings.
The best part is that it cured my acrophobia.
We had a palm tree outside my bedroom window I used to swing from.I parachuted once off my Granny's house and broke my foot. Fking umbrella wasn't big enough.
He needs a good brushing. Look at all that loose hair!
Someone should sure be embarrassed!He needs a good brushing. Look at all that loose hair!
Nice hawg... but the guy is five feet behind it. My hunting buddy nailed one that size. Had the head mounted. About the stupidest thing to do because it is so large and uugly -- He now keeps it in his separate garage.
Yep and cost you a few new knees.......................Congratulations! I didn't fall in love with the jumping out of a perfectly good airplane part, but I did enjoy flying the canopy and making precision landings.
The best part is that it cured my acrophobia.
Oh Shoot I remember making a giant sheet parachute tied it with real rope and even a harness under arms, we all tried it off a 10ft roof?, Not a one of us could fly .......LOLI parachuted once off my Granny's house and broke my foot. Fking umbrella wasn't big enough.
We raised pigs when I was younger. Had a boar that got too big to keep penned in, so we harvested it. My grandad came over and helped, and decided he wanted to make some head cheese - that noggin was big!Nice hawg... but the guy is five feet behind it. My hunting buddy nailed one that size. Had the head mounted. About the stupidest thing to do because it is so large and uugly -- He now keeps it in his separate garage.
Coupla things: Boars stink beyond redemption. You can smell them from a hundred feet away. (It appears to be a lady oink attractant and boy oink repellent.)
They are also the most important ones to cull for crop-damaging infestation because they breed half the night with all the sows.
Definitely a "shoot, sit behind and smile, shovel" oink.
We ate brains and eggs growing up as well. Hee, hee, hee, a family joke is that one of my aunts made them for the first time and put both the brains and egg in the skillet at the same time and served them when the eggs were cooked................................................................We raised pigs when I was younger. Had a boar that got too big to keep penned in, so we harvested it. My grandad came over and helped, and decided he wanted to make some head cheese - that noggin was big!
He took it home and put it in the refrigerator for next day so he could start cooking it early.
Grandma woke up and got a cup of coffee, then went to get some cream out of the fridge. Grampa hadn't told her about the head in there; she dropped her coffee cup and broke it while "letting out a blood curdling scream and loudly cussing" her husband. It was way funnier when he told it, but she never laughed when he did so.
That was also the (only) time I've ever had head cheese, or brains and eggs for breakfast. Both were edible, but neither were staples in our house growing up.
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