RoosterBoots Bike Shop Anti-Theft Device
#11
You lie like a dog! Ever since GypsyLady tossed her 2 cents into this thread, everybody is all touchie-feelie about rat snakes! Well, if we're Men, we gotta act like Men, grabbing our snakes in a Manly way...bare handed, without gloves and whenever possible, without shirts! And if we're wrong about it bein' a rat snake and it turns out to be an Atomic Mutant Cottonmouth Rattler, well then we take it like a Man and we choke our snakes until they stop fightin', and then we Fedex the darn things straight to GypsyLady!
Roo!
Roo!
#13
You lie like a dog! Ever since GypsyLady tossed her 2 cents into this thread, everybody is all touchie-feelie about rat snakes! Well, if we're Men, we gotta act like Men, grabbing our snakes in a Manly way...bare handed, without gloves and whenever possible, without shirts! And if we're wrong about it bein' a rat snake and it turns out to be an Atomic Mutant Cottonmouth Rattler, well then we take it like a Man and we choke our snakes until they stop fightin', and then we Fedex the darn things straight to GypsyLady!
Roo!
Roo!
#14
You lie like a dog! Ever since GypsyLady tossed her 2 cents into this thread, everybody is all touchie-feelie about rat snakes! Well, if we're Men, we gotta act like Men, grabbing our snakes in a Manly way...bare handed, without gloves and whenever possible, without shirts! And if we're wrong about it bein' a rat snake and it turns out to be an Atomic Mutant Cottonmouth Rattler, well then we take it like a Man and we choke our snakes until they stop fightin', and then we Fedex the darn things straight to GypsyLady!
Roo!
Roo!
Many moons ago, I kept a boa constrictor as a pet. One night, this drunk-as-hell couple wakes me up in the wee hours, knocking on my apartment door looking for some chick. I tell 'em said chick don't live here, and closed the door. Well, they got pretty insistant that little miss chicky WAS there...soooo, the next time I opened the door, I had my 6 ft. boa around my shoulders. The dude didn't even notice it, but his gal let out a scream that Freddy Krueger would envy, and probably resulted in instant sobriety for her. Never saw 'em again after that.
#17
That's one of them thar sexual euphemisms ain't it.
Many moons ago, I kept a boa constrictor as a pet. One night, this drunk-as-hell couple wakes me up in the wee hours, knocking on my apartment door looking for some chick. I tell 'em said chick don't live here, and closed the door. Well, they got pretty insistant that little miss chicky WAS there...soooo, the next time I opened the door, I had my 6 ft. boa around my shoulders. The dude didn't even notice it, but his gal let out a scream that Freddy Krueger would envy, and probably resulted in instant sobriety for her. Never saw 'em again after that.
Many moons ago, I kept a boa constrictor as a pet. One night, this drunk-as-hell couple wakes me up in the wee hours, knocking on my apartment door looking for some chick. I tell 'em said chick don't live here, and closed the door. Well, they got pretty insistant that little miss chicky WAS there...soooo, the next time I opened the door, I had my 6 ft. boa around my shoulders. The dude didn't even notice it, but his gal let out a scream that Freddy Krueger would envy, and probably resulted in instant sobriety for her. Never saw 'em again after that.
#18
That's one of them thar sexual euphemisms ain't it.
Many moons ago, I kept a boa constrictor as a pet. One night, this drunk-as-hell couple wakes me up in the wee hours, knocking on my apartment door looking for some chick. I tell 'em said chick don't live here, and closed the door. Well, they got pretty insistant that little miss chicky WAS there...soooo, the next time I opened the door, I had my 6 ft. boa around my shoulders. The dude didn't even notice it, but his gal let out a scream that Freddy Krueger would envy, and probably resulted in instant sobriety for her. Never saw 'em again after that.
Many moons ago, I kept a boa constrictor as a pet. One night, this drunk-as-hell couple wakes me up in the wee hours, knocking on my apartment door looking for some chick. I tell 'em said chick don't live here, and closed the door. Well, they got pretty insistant that little miss chicky WAS there...soooo, the next time I opened the door, I had my 6 ft. boa around my shoulders. The dude didn't even notice it, but his gal let out a scream that Freddy Krueger would envy, and probably resulted in instant sobriety for her. Never saw 'em again after that.
#19
You're lucky it worked. Many years ago, I walked into the Bashful Bandit in Tucson with one of my boas. Not only did he NOT scare the women, but one of them followed me into the ladie's, opened the stall door & TOOK him off my shoulders without so much as a by-your-leave!
#20
You're lucky it worked. Many years ago, I walked into the Bashful Bandit in Tucson with one of my boas. Not only did he NOT scare the women, but one of them followed me into the ladie's, opened the stall door & TOOK him off my shoulders without so much as a by-your-leave!