44hunter45
Well-known member
Well, my appointment is tomorrow at 10:00. I'm sitting here typing between trips to the throne room. I'm getting these random thoughts...
Thinking of Big Fin's NM chili story.
I'm thinking of a NSFW song by Frank Zappa with the lyric, "Buns up...."
Things like "When the fluid runs clear, its ready."
Drinking the last dose of candy apple Powerade laced with colon blaster, I raised it up and said "Bottoms Up!"
You know, this experience isn't that much different than what happens when I eat shrimp. That might have been cheaper.
I better lose some weight over this.
What would HUNT TALK MAN do-do?
I will never look at Slim Pickens in the movie 1941 the same.
I'm pretty sure there is no campfire in the world hot enough to burn a bag of this.
I wonder how much the surgeon gets paid. When his mother wanted him to be a Doctor, was she thinking of this?
I mean, really, as bad as it is to think about getting probed, imagine doing that day after day for your job.
Thinking of Big Fin's NM chili story.
I'm thinking of a NSFW song by Frank Zappa with the lyric, "Buns up...."
Things like "When the fluid runs clear, its ready."
Drinking the last dose of candy apple Powerade laced with colon blaster, I raised it up and said "Bottoms Up!"
You know, this experience isn't that much different than what happens when I eat shrimp. That might have been cheaper.
I better lose some weight over this.
What would HUNT TALK MAN do-do?
I will never look at Slim Pickens in the movie 1941 the same.
I'm pretty sure there is no campfire in the world hot enough to burn a bag of this.
I wonder how much the surgeon gets paid. When his mother wanted him to be a Doctor, was she thinking of this?
I mean, really, as bad as it is to think about getting probed, imagine doing that day after day for your job.