I've been having some rather heated arguments all day that are more depressing than fun.
...and g'nad is blastin' bunnies for grins. If he hits one we'll probably be treated with a picture of it's blasted little body.
I think I'll go hit the couch with my husband.
definitely not for grins....
Yikes! I don't think I like the sound of that!
Don't hit the couch with your husband! It might hurt your husband and it sure might break your couch! Hit the couch with a pillow if you must hit the couch. Move the dog and or cat outta the way first.
Were they Freeper arguments?
Bunnies are the least of my critter problems right now. Saw on the news that there's a cougar on the loose in the city, just a mile from my mom. Even had videos of it from a copcam.
The local politically-correct police chief warned "Rambos" not to go after the cat with guns or bows. He said just take the sensible precaution of not letting kids, pets, (or 84-year-old mothers) outside.
I wish the stoopid cop had taken his M16 out of the trunk, and shot the cougar, rather than videotape it. 100 yards is an easy shot, and, since he's a police officer, is a much better shot than po' dumb civilian me.
[sarcasm off] If you can't kill a four-legged predator at 100 yards, what are you going to do with the two-legged ones at 2 yards?