"Damn right ya don't!"
Posted on 12/05/2013 6:43:38 PM PST by xzins
"Damn right ya don't!"
I wonder if using the duck call, the duck will fly in baked?
Hey, we’re not all bad.
I stayed with one on a logging road at the south end of Richardson Lake in northern Maine while we waited for some folks to return with a trailer to pick up a race car a couple of years ago.
Around 9 or 10 PM a loon began to make a rukus with its' loud calls.
There's little more spooky at night than a loon calling.
The fellow jumped and asked, "what's that"?
I responded, oh, a Windigo.
He asked what a Windigo was.
I responded that depending on which Indian legend you listened to, it was an evil spirit crossing into the real world for the night to feast on humans, or a relative to the Yeti or Bigfoot, or a "man who had tasted human flesh"... and wanted more.
In general, meeting with one didn't work out well for humans.
The loon must have been swimming or drifting our way in the lake as it got very loud.
The city guy was trembling, looked like he was about to have a heart attack.
I never did tell him it was just a bird.
When they hear “my Son was born a redneck, and you thought you were too good for Him” they’ll faint
What would actually happen... those hunters would invite the liberals over for dinner. And the sight of the carnivorous spread would sicken the liberals so much they’d take a week to recuperate. (”What? No arugula?”)
Er half-baked!?!
No -- Noo Yawkk does.
Us in. Them out. They can have Riker's Island, the epitome of their civilization.
We had called owls up plenty of times at night when out hunting and back at camp and decided to try it while camping that week. Every night the owls many of which sounded half grown would be up in the trees above us hooting back. At one point I'd quesstimate over a dozen were there maybe as many as 18-20. A young owl can sound like a monkey and a mad owl you can hear their beaks smacking.
Saturday night the campground was filled up but the kids being kids wanted to hear the owls. I reluctantly took the kids off away from the campground to the edge the woods of a nearby field and began calling like I had done all week down at the campground.
I honestly was just going through the motions not expecting a response as I figured there was way too much activity & noise. I was wrong LOL. The owls didn't come to where I was calling from instead the all were back in the trees above the campground screaming like angry monkeys. The place went silent, radios turned down, and people were yelling what is that, what's going on LOL. A few even left out :>} Dad and I had a good laugh about it for years to come. Nothing like good old redneck fun :>}
Yes. New Yorkers prefer Project Runway.
I'm sure Jase didn't want to be there as much as they didn't want him there. Willie on the other hand. He's a 'social climber' as one might say.
Awesome story. Sounds similar something I might say when dealing with eastern, pointy-headed snobs.
It’s that split second moment when the put on the brakes to land on the water. That’s the closest to “hover” that I’ve seen.
New Yorkers think the world revolves around them.
This perception is reinforced by the MSM.
We were flying from Florida to Virginia the day before Thanksgiving, and my wife was spooked by all of the reports of bad weather and flight delays. Turns out the bad weather was centered mainly around New York while the rest of the country was largely unaffected. You wouldn’t have known by the way the talking heads were going on, though.
We actually arrived in Virginia ahead of schedule.
Damn yankees.
Aircraft problems in NYC can have knock-on effects elsewhere. Some flights might be scheduled to use aircraft expected to come in from NYC earlier, and if they can’t come and no alternate craft are available, then they get delayed or canceled. Or if the craft for your flight is destined for NYC after going where you want to go, they may not want it adding to an accumulation of craft at your destination airport due to lack of space (possibly). You were fortunate.
About a month ago, a large line of storms moved across the nation soaking everything. It became news when it reached the northeast, New York in particular.
My favorite “we are the center of the universe” story out of New York was about 5 years ago when all major and cable networks were reporting on a traffic jam in......(guess)......New York.
The rest of the universe apparently didn’t experience traffic jams.
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