LOL... thankfully, I was not drinking anything when I read this, or I would be mopping up.
Living in the Twin Tiers of NY and PA where black bears in every woodlot dream about a dumpmaster of their very own, we are learning how to recognize bear scat.
When I began to read about BC, which I assumed was British Columbia, and grizzlies, I wondered why on earth my daughter was sending the warning to me. In other words, I fell for it. When I reached the end, I nearly fell out of my chair laughing.
Do you know what handgun caliber is best for bear defense? The answer is, it doesn't really matter. What's important is that you use a handgun with the front sight removed or filed down.
That way, when the bear takes your handgun and shoves it up your a**, it won't hurt as bad.
I also nearly stopped reading as we have no bears here downunder, (Koalas are not bears and anyway they just piss on you if you are stupid enough to hold one). However glad I continued ROFL
Thanks for your prayers, my friends. All will be well soon---July has just become my busiest month of the year, and that's hard when the kids are out of school and need/want my attention.
Göran, I was going to ask you what you were smoking after your first comment, but then I saw your correction. Of course, I don't even entertain thoughts of what I would do with the Swedish language.
SR, I still laugh when I reread the warning, so the surprise is not vital to the joke, but it's definitely funnier the first time around.
WE, I meant that your mama was a lady in that instance. I didn't mean to imply that she was no longer with you. Plus, she's probably a lady all the time.
LOL... thankfully, I was not drinking anything when I read this, or I would be mopping up.
ReplyDeleteLiving in the Twin Tiers of NY and PA where black bears in every woodlot dream about a dumpmaster of their very own, we are learning how to recognize bear scat.
They've got it right.
My wife and I are laughing so hard it is hard to breath right now. Priceless!
ReplyDeleteoh my! laughing so hard here! great! thanks. I needed that. really.
ReplyDelete(loud snort!) You've been watching Kathy Griffin again. LOL
ReplyDeleteMany blessings...
Griffen. Griffen. 100 times on the blackboard.
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When I began to read about BC, which I assumed was British Columbia, and grizzlies, I wondered why on earth my daughter was sending the warning to me. In other words, I fell for it. When I reached the end, I nearly fell out of my chair laughing.
ReplyDeleteScott, I'm writing. I'm writing.
Mimi---this has been a truly awful weekend. (I'll spare you the details...) Thank you for the one good laugh I got today.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Doxy
LOL!!
ReplyDeleteCould you hear the great roars of laughter, veritable peals interspersed with cackles, all the way to Thibodaux?
ReplyDeleteVery funny. Since the Bear is my totem and I identify with them, I am doubly appreciating this.
((((( Doxy )))))
Doxy, love and prayers.
ReplyDeletePaul, I heard you all the way over here. What must your neighbors think?
Since we're on the topic of bears...
ReplyDeleteDo you know what handgun caliber is best for bear defense? The answer is, it doesn't really matter. What's important is that you use a handgun with the front sight removed or filed down.
That way, when the bear takes your handgun and shoves it up your a**, it won't hurt as bad.
Bubs! What did I ever do to you?
ReplyDeleteHah! Having just spent a week in Jasper National Park, hiking every day with a can of bear spray on my belt, I particularly appreciated this one!
ReplyDeleteI also nearly stopped reading as we have no bears here downunder, (Koalas are not bears and anyway they just piss on you if you are stupid enough to hold one). However glad I continued ROFL
ReplyDeletePaul---I want a totem too!! How do you get one?
ReplyDeleteThanks for your prayers, my friends. All will be well soon---July has just become my busiest month of the year, and that's hard when the kids are out of school and need/want my attention.
This sing i s fun!
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ReplyDeleteGöran, I was going to ask you what you were smoking after your first comment, but then I saw your correction. Of course, I don't even entertain thoughts of what I would do with the Swedish language.
ReplyDeleteThat's what my mother said, albeit with slightly cleaner language, the last time I prepared to go camping in the wilds of North Idaho.
ReplyDeleteWE, your mama was a lady.
ReplyDeleteYour comment to my tattoo post was promoted to the front page, because it was too good to stay hidden.
Thank you - I've read it before but it still allowed me a hearty early morning laugh.
ReplyDeleteWhy thank you, Mimi, on both counts!
ReplyDeleteBut one little correction: my mama IS a lady. Jesus hasn't snatched her from me quite yet. :)
Why thank you, Mimi, on both counts!
ReplyDeleteBut one little correction: my mama IS a lady. Jesus hasn't snatched her from me quite yet. :)
SR, I still laugh when I reread the warning, so the surprise is not vital to the joke, but it's definitely funnier the first time around.
ReplyDeleteWE, I meant that your mama was a lady in that instance. I didn't mean to imply that she was no longer with you. Plus, she's probably a lady all the time.