Kitty Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 Then they sets up and turns around, and goes the other way, an' to tell the gawd-forsaken truth, them boys got drunk that day. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 As they was a-riding back to camp, a-packin' a pretty good load, who should they meet but the devil himself, a-prancin' down the road. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 sez he, "You ornery cowboy skunks, you'd better hunt yer holes, fer I've come up from hell's rim rock, to gather in yer souls." 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 Sez Sandy Bob, "Old devil be damned, we boys is kinda tight, but you aint' gatherin' no cowboy souls without some kind of fight." 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 So Sandy Bob punched a hole in his rope, and he swang her straight and true, he lapped in on to the devil's horns, and he taken his dallies too. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 Now Buster Jig were a riata man, with his gut-line coiled up neat. So he shaken her out an' he built him a loop, and he caught the devil's hind feet 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 They strectched him out an' they tailed him down, while the irons was a gettin' hot. They cropped and swaller-forked his ears, then branded him up a lot. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 They pruned him up with a de-hornin' saw an' they knotted his tail fer a joke, then they rid him off and left him there, necked to a black-jack oak. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 If you're ever up high in the Sierry Petes, an' you hear one hell of a wail, you'll know it's that devil a bellerin' around, 'bout them knots in his tail. THE END 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Seanachai Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 Originally posted by rleete: Once, several years ago,I fed about 5 feet of heavy cotton string to a neighbors dog I didn't like (didn't like the neighbor, not the dog). For the next week, the poor bastard had to go out every morning with a pair of scissors to cut off the dog's turd. Pissed him off, no end. I laughed every morning when I was awakened by his swearing. And that's a right 'Republican Party' manner of payback, if there ever was one. Take an innocent, make 'em suffer, and laugh about it. Deary, deary me. For me, personally, I don't punish the innocent, even when I don't like 'em much. Roger, you need to get straight with God, the gods, the Goddess, and any freaking deity that has two points of wisdom to rub together... You're a father now, eh? A Freaking Father! You've got a child to consider. Let's face it, you're a premier fecking idjit. Not even a particularly bloody bright fecking idjit. Your child needs all the good-will that exists. I, as one of those opposed to you and everything you stand for, give your child my blessing. I like children. They're a good lot. There's not a one of them that doesn't enjoy a jolly singsong. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 TIME FOR ANOTHER COWBOY SING SONG :mad: Two cowboys left their camp one day to lead in a bald-faced steer, and what befell them along the way, you're now a goin' to hear. Mace, if you'd be so kind . . . 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 *clears throat, strikes another pose, and begins to wail* As they was a-ridin' thru the brush, around the side of a hill, all at once they come upon a hidden moonshine still. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 The moonshiner heard them a-comin', a-comin' thru the brush, an' he thought that the sheriff had him shore, so he left there in a rush. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Dorosh Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 Originally posted by Kitty: TIME FOR ANOTHER COWBOY SING SONG :mad: Two cowboys left their camp one day to lead in a bald-faced steer, and what befell them along the way, you're now a goin' to hear. Mace, if you'd be so kind . . . Oh I can't get along little doggie... Oh I can't even get one that's small.... Oh I can't get along little doggie.... I can't get no doggie at all.... Why aren't you in the kitchen? Bury me not...on the long prairie.... Where the wild coyotes....look down on mee-eee... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 Originally posted by Seanachai: I like children. They're a good lot. There's not a one of them that doesn't enjoy a jolly singsong. *sniff*... 'suppose that's one god parent sorted out. I propose Hortland in drag as the partner to maintain a balance. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 *sings louder, over Dorosh* Sez one ole boy to the other ole boy, "Now this is mighty queer, I wish that you would tell me the of this contraption here." 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 Shut up, dude. A'hm a singing! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
v42below Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 Originally posted by Kitty: Fush and chups. Nope, it's feeesh and cheeeps, silly. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 The coil was a gas line stole from a Ford, the still was a coal-oil can, but out of the spout and into a jug, the old corn liquor ran. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 *leaps on the back of Yeknodathon, strums the guitar, and keeps singing* them boys got down and hefted the jug, and they found her full - pretty nigh, so they each took a snort right then and there, fer they was tolerable dry. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 Sez one old boy, "Let's go from here, fer we've got work to do." So they got on their hosses an' they rode away, and the jug it went along too. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 When they got to the place where the steer was tied, they was a - feelin' mighty gay, for they had stopped to tilt that jug most all along the way. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 Sez one ole boy, "That's the durndest steer that I ever did find, he's got two heads and a dozen legs, and fourteen tails behind." 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mace Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 How they got that oxen loose from the tree, it would be hard to tell, but when they went to lead him away, why, it seems they just had hell. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted July 18, 2004 Share Posted July 18, 2004 The steer bowed up and sulled again, and they seen he never would lead, so they figgered that a jolt of moonshine was the very thing he'd need. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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